Entertainment Secrets: Playing the role of Qilin, Mimi loves it so much

He walked forward and brushed the palm of his hand over each candle.

The moment his palm touched the candle, a strange power suddenly spread throughout his body.

"What is this?" Ye Bai was surprised.

The next second, he suddenly felt that his spirit seemed to be greatly shocked.

"How could it be..." Ye Bai was shocked: "This candle actually contains extremely strong vitality, and it has a restraining effect on the soul!"

Yuanqi refers to the general term for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It can nourish all things, strengthen the body, and enhance the soul. It is a unique gas in the world and is very mysterious.

Yuan Qi is also divided into different levels. Higher-level Yuan Qi is more beneficial to people who often rob tombs.

"No wonder everyone here is so weak. It turns out it's because of these candles!" Ye Bai suddenly realized, "Are these candles treasures specifically for souls?"

He raised his eyes and looked at the candles again.

These candles are light yellow in color, with a smooth and translucent surface, just like colored glass, and are extremely beautiful.

"Is this... Yellow Spring Crystal?"

Ye Bai took a breath of cold air.

"It's actually the legendary Yellow Spring Crystal, a priceless treasure! I didn't expect there was a whole box hidden here!" Ye Bai became excited.

Yellow Spring Crystal is one of the materials needed for alchemy and formation.

Huangquan Crystal contains a large amount of pure vital energy, which has the effect of nourishing and warming the soul.

If it were sold on the market, it could at least buy a villa.

Unfortunately, Yellow Spring Crystal is extremely rare, and one may not be born even in hundreds of years.

"I didn't expect that there was a whole box of Yellow Spring Crystal buried in the ancient tomb." Ye Bai murmured.

At this moment, he had already decided that he must get a few more Yellow Spring Crystals back for future use.

He retracted his gaze and fixed his eyes on Meng Ziyi.

At this moment, Meng Ziyi's face was pale and his eyes were closed, as if he was trapped in a deep nightmare and could not wake up.

Ye Bai sighed and said, "She only has five months left to live. Now she has encountered such a disaster. I'm afraid she is in great danger."

Yang Mi's face changed drastically when she heard this: "Brother Ye, please save Ziyi! I'm willing to pay any price!"

Ye Bai waved his hand: "No need, I can't do anything."

Although Yellow Spring Crystal is extremely precious, Ye Bai cannot risk his life for these things.

Yang Mi's face was extremely pale, she was in great pain, and tears were streaming down her face.

Ye Bai patted her shoulder gently and comforted her: "Don't be sad, the dead are gone, you have to be strong."

Yang Mi gritted her teeth and nodded, wiped away her tears, and tried to smile.

She helped the unconscious Meng Ziyi up, helped her sit down aside, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the remaining blood from the corner of her mouth and covered her with a blanket.

"You two take good care of her." Ye Bai instructed.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Ye!" Yang Mi said seriously.

Ye Bai nodded slightly, then walked towards the candles.

These candles are used to worship the dead.

In an instant, a ball of golden light appeared at his fingertips, turned into a flame, and burned the candle.

With a loud "boom", the flames exploded and turned into a raging flame.

"Ouch——!"

A shrill wail suddenly sounded, and an illusory shadow emerged from above the candle, pouncing towards Ye Bai with bared fangs and claws, looking extremely ferocious.

"roll!"

Ye Bai snorted coldly and waved his sleeves.

Suddenly, the shadow disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Ye Bai stood there, his eyes calm as usual.

Soon, everything fell silent.

Yang Mi was extremely worried and walked over to ask, "Brother Ye, how is Ziyi?"

Ye Bai glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, she is out of danger for the time being."

"That's great." Yang Mi breathed a sigh of relief and her face looked much better.

Ye Bai continued, "However, she will probably have to live in nightmares for the rest of her life. This is too much of a blow to her physically and mentally."

Hearing Ye Bai's words, Yang Mi looked at Meng Ziyi with heartache.

At this time, Ye Bai noticed the boy next to him.

He crouched down and grabbed the boy's wrist.

"Huh? It's the Yin-Yang Boy!" He was a little surprised.

The boy was a little brat about eight years old, with skin as pale as paper. It was obvious that he had the physique of a Yin-Yang boy.

If an ordinary child was attacked, he would have died long ago, but this boy managed to survive tenaciously.

Ye Bai was surprised and looked at Meng Ziyi.

"Your sister looks a lot like you, so you must have the same father but different mothers." He began to guess randomly.

Yang Mi lowered her head with a complicated expression and did not answer.

She is an orphan with no relatives or friends. The only person who can make her emotionally unstable is her sister Meng Ziyi.

But tonight, Meng Ziyi died.

"Alas." Ye Bai sighed to himself.

He touched the little boy's head and said softly, "Don't be afraid, you will be fine."

The little boy shrank back timidly, but still looked at Ye Bai with his dark, clear eyes.

"Little boy." Ye Bai reached out and stroked the little boy's head.

Suddenly, the little boy felt a warm and comfortable feeling spreading from his forehead to his limbs. His whole body was warm and comfortable.

He couldn't help but cheer: "Mommy, Mommy, I'm not afraid anymore!"

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Yeah." Ye Bai gently pinched the little boy's nose.

He looked at the little boy, shook his head and said, "What a pity! Your parents must have hoped that when you grow up you would pass the imperial examination and become the top scholar, bringing honor to your family and enjoying wealth and glory."

The little boy stared at Ye Bai eagerly, obviously envious of Ye Bai's fine clothes and delicious food.

"But what a pity." Ye Bai sighed: "You are a Yin-Yang boy, destined to be different from other children. You may go astray in the future."

"Dad said that the fate of all of us is controlled by God and we have no choice," said Yang Mi.

Ye Bai nodded in agreement.

The little boy blinked his eyes in confusion, as if he still didn't understand what evil was.

Suddenly, the little boy started coughing violently, and a piece of blood came out from the corner of his mouth.

His face was as pale as snow, and his spirit was extremely weak.

"Little devil!" Ye Bai hurriedly picked up the little boy.

The little boy looked extremely uncomfortable, his body twitching and convulsing, as if he was in some kind of pain.

His eyes were wide open, staring at Meng Ziyi's body, full of anger and resentment.

Ye Bai raised his eyebrows. It seemed that this kid had a complicated fate.

"Little boy, tell your uncle your name." Ye Bai asked.

The little boy stared at Ye Bai intently, with pure persistence in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "You don't deserve to know my name!"

"Oh, since you are so stubborn, forget it." Ye Bai sighed and threw the little boy into the coffin.

Yang Mi was startled and hurriedly stopped him: "Brother Ye, why did you put him in there? He's already dead."