Chapter 29: Soul

I turned my gaze back to Lǎo Cài, his face etched with worry. Yet, I was still engulfed in a whirlwind of confusion.What in the world was happening? Was the recent event a figment of my imagination, a dream, or did it truly transpire in reality?To unravel this enigma, there was one piece of evidence that could shed light on it.With this thought, I promptly uncurled my right hand.A glance was all it took for a shiver to course through me.Indeed! Clutched in my hand was a strand of black hair, about seven or eight strands to be precise!How could this be possible?Could it be that I had indeed encountered Xiǎo Líng just now?Never before had I been so astounded by an event, it had surpassed the boundaries of my comprehension.Xiǎo Líng was no more, and even though it was a bitter pill to swallow, it was an undeniable fact.This could only imply that what I had witnessed was her spirit. Otherwise, there was n