You have to know, An Bao's identity is considered a practitioner of esoteric arts. The aura around her is enough to deter ordinary spirits. Generally speaking, spirits wouldn't dare to lie to her, or they would easily be destroyed both physically and spiritually.

Given Wang Lao Tai's righteous indignation, it's clear she was likely in the right.

So, if that's really the case, then this matter is indeed quite difficult to resolve.

"What should I do now?"

Deng Huai looked at An Bao with some annoyance, a look of helplessness on his face.

"If it was really Grandpa and Grandma Deng who did something wrong," Anbao shrugged, "then your Grandpa and Grandma should come out and explain to Mrs. Wang and apologize. That way, Mrs. Wang would calm down."

"When Deng heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief. "My grandma and grandpa? They've been dead for many years! How could I possibly summon them?"

Although he had already seen a spirit just now, Deng Huai still trembled inwardly when he thought of letting them see him again.

"This, Anbao can summon them from the underworld, Uncle Deng don't worry."

"..."

Now that you said that, he's even more scared!!!

Since Madam Wang said that Deng's grandmother had done her wrong, it's definitely necessary to clarify the situation in person before proceeding.

Wang Laotai only admitted that she did this, but refused to say specifics, and then disappeared directly. It was obvious she was waiting for An Bao to bring Deng Huai's grandparents to confront her in person.

Although An Bao didn't understand all the twists and turns, he knew one thing: people had to admit their mistakes, and ghosts had to accept being robbed of their graves.

"How is Anbao supposed to bring people up? Does Uncle mean it's dangerous?"

Mu Yun'er remained silent, only watching the professional yet adorable appearance of her little milk dumpling. Her heart was filled with fondness, but at this moment, worry also crept in.

An Bao shook her little head and said, "Uncle, don't worry, it's very simple to find someone in the underworld, there's no danger."

Once he was sure there was no danger, Mu Yun'er finally felt at ease.

At night, in the main hall of the Deng family's house, only Deng Huai could be seen sitting on a cushion with a white candle in his hand. There were many offerings placed before him, and his face looked rather pale.

And Anbao sat directly across from Deng Huai, also cross-legged on a cushion. He held a piece of paper in his hand and said seriously: “Because Uncle Deng's grandfather and grandmother have passed away for many years, they may have already reincarnated. So even if Anbao goes to look for them, he might not be able to find them.”

But, if they are found, they wouldn't be suitable to stay in the mortal world for long, so there must be a medium to allow them to communicate with us. And Uncle Deng, being related to them by blood, is obviously the best choice.

"I, I know, I, I..." Deng Huai listened for a long time, anyway, he only understood one thing: An Bao wanted him to be possessed by a ghost!!!

If this had happened in the past, Deng Huai would have run away directly, but now that things have come to this, if he runs away, it will be even harder to solve later.

Besides, with An Bao around now, given his abilities, I'm sure he won't run into any trouble.

Uncle Deng, don't be afraid.

Anbao looked at Deng Huai trembling like a sieve and couldn't help but comfort him.

"I, I, I'm not afraid, not afraid." x33xs.

Mù Yún'ěr looked at Deng Huai. While he said he wasn't afraid, his voice trembled and stuttered. It was simply impossible to believe that he was truly fearless at this moment.

No matter what, things have come to this point. It's like an arrow that has been nocked and must be released.

An Bao didn't waste any time, and immediately began chanting incantations.

At this moment, everyone was a little tense, holding their breath and staring intently, afraid that any sound they made would disturb An Bao.

Outside the window, it was pitch black, with nothing visible. It was as if a monstrous creature from the abyss had surrounded them.

Even though the hall was brightly lit, it still gave one a creepy feeling.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept past, causing Deng Huai, who was sitting on the cushion, to shiver.

He instinctively looked up, the windows around him were tightly shut, there wasn't even a crack, where was this wind coming from?

Before Deng Huai Xiang could understand, he suddenly felt as if the temperature inside the room had dropped by dozens of degrees!

What terrified Deng Huai the most was that his own body seemed to be bound by a cold, sinister presence, leaving him completely immobile!

Teng Huai wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth, the sound that came out was a creaky, old woman's voice.

His pupils involuntarily contracted, and in horror he realized that at this very moment, his own body no longer felt like his own. It was as if he were an outsider looking in!

But, even as an outsider, he could hear clearly what he was saying...

"What do you want from me, little girl, pulling me back here? You want me to inhabit my grandson's body? What if his body gets ruined? What will we do then?"

The aged female voice coming from "Deng Huai"'s mouth sounded somewhat resentful as she complained to An Bao, seemingly displeased.

When the people around heard Deng Huai's voice, they became strangely eerie. They were all frightened into silence.

And at this moment, An Bao only opened his eyes and looked at "Deng Huai", saying in a milky voice: "Don't worry, Granny. When this is over, An Bao will naturally help Uncle Deng recuperate. It won't be a problem, oh."

"Deng Huai" seemed to have calmed down a bit after hearing An Bao's words. He nodded and then asked, "Alright, little girl, you can ask me anything you want."

"Deng Huai" seemed to know that An Bao brought her up for a reason, and without letting An Bao say more, he went straight to the point.

An Bao didn't hesitate and directly told the old woman about everything that had happened these days, including Deng Huai's fate and his qi being sucked away.

When Deng Huai's grandmother heard that her grandson had been bullied, she was immediately furious.

“Bah! That dead hag said that? She said we owe her? How can she be so shameless? Bah! She even wants to mess with my grandson! Her face is thicker than a city wall, I curse her eighteen generations of ancestors, you short-lived wretch, old whore…”

When Deng Huai's grandmother heard An Bao's words, she immediately started cursing.

Every word came out in a relentless torrent, like a machine gun, and it was utterly unbearable. An Bao listened, bewildered, tilting her head as if trying to process Granny Deng's scathing remarks.

Mu Yun'er frowned, listening to the scolding of Granny Deng Huai. She directly shot an icy glare at Granny Deng Huai and said, "Old woman, please respect yourself. With children present, there are some things you can say and some things you shouldn't."

The great-aunt Xiaoqiao is four and a half years old, pampered by her six uncles.