My Lady Always Lacks Ambition
Chapter 127: Summoning Soul and Exorcism, I’m an Expert at This!_2

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Summoning Soul and Exorcism, I’m an Expert at This!_2

Qin Mingchun saw Qin Mingbao sitting next to Qin Liuxi, like a little Gate God, and thought to himself that he couldn’t let his thighs be hugged away. He stood up and said, "I want to sit with elder sister."

While saying this, he also cautiously glanced at Qin Liuxi with a timid expression and asked, "May I?"

Qin Liuxi looked into his dark, gleaming eyes, which conveyed both caution and hope, and said, "Sit wherever you wish; you’re five years old, can’t you even decide that for yourself?"

"Then Grandmother, Mother, I’ll sit here," Qin Mingchun moved to the seat next to Qin Liuxi.

Mrs. Wang’s mouth curved in a smile, "As you like."

Qin Mingqi looked at their table full of younger family members, with only himself sitting with Old Mrs. Qin’s table, and that too full of female relatives, immediately feeling as if sitting on pins and needles.

Should he also move back to the younger ones’ table?

But then the dishes were served.

Qin Liuxi had never celebrated a festival with the full family before. She had thought that according to the Qin family’s so-called rules, it would be a meal without conversation, but had she overthought it?

As soon as the food and drink were served, Old Mrs. Qin had barely started when Qin Mingqi picked up a cup filled with fruit wine, stood up to Toast Old Mrs. Qin with a series of auspicious phrases, and even composed a poem on the spot, prompting continuous applause from everyone.

Mrs. Xie was particularly proud, holding her head high and displaying a face full of shared glory, had she not shown off two large nostrils capable of having scallions inserted into them.

After Qin Mingqi’s poetry, it was not yet over; at Qin Liuxi’s table, Qin Mingyue and a few other young ladies also picked up fruit wine or juice to toast Old Mrs. Qin with pleasing words and also composed their own poems and lyrics.

Qin Mingchun and Qin Mingbao, being too young to write poems, simply recited some poetry earnestly.

"Elder sister, how about you also improvise a poem?" Qin Mingyue looked at Qin Liuxi with a playful smile.

Everyone turned their gaze in her direction.

The joyful festive attire, it’s only you who’s left!

Just as Qin Liuxi was picking up a piece of sweet and sour rib, "!"

So this is how filial respect is shown in a large family?

Seeing Qin Liuxi not reacting, Qin Mingyue suddenly felt a sense of schadenfreude. This elder sister had never formally studied poetry - how could she compose a poem or write lyrics?

"Elder sister doesn’t know how?" Qin Mingxin wore an eager look, as if watching an interesting spectacle.

"Ming Yue, don’t trouble our cousin," Song Yuqing softly intervened: "Cousin Liu Xi probably doesn’t fancy such things."

Qin Liuxi put down her chopsticks, took a handkerchief to dab the corners of her mouth, and smilingly said, "This popular interest of poem and lyric composition is indeed not my forte, but I do know some niche skills. For instance, chanting spells for Summoning Souls and exorcism – I’m quite proficient in that, would my younger sisters like to see for themselves?"

Everyone: "?"

What, Summoning Soul and exorcism? The kind of ghost they were thinking of?

The faces of Qin Mingyue and the others turned pale.

The whole place fell silent.

Sitting beside her, Qin Mingchun had just picked up a Four Happiness meatball and was so frightened that he trembled, causing the meatball to fall and roll towards him.

As the meatball was about to slide down, a pair of chopsticks reached out at an angle, precisely clamping the meatball, and then steadily placed it back into his bowl.

Qin Mingchun opened his mouth wide in shock, looked at the meatball, and then at the person holding the chopsticks.

The elder sister must have practiced; her movements were so quick and precise, smooth as flowing clouds and water.

Qin Mingbao looked up with admiration, thinking she had just witnessed another skill of her elder sister.

"We’re poor, and wasting food is shameful. Eat properly; the table is clean." Qin Liuxi motioned towards his bowl with her mouth.

Qin Mingchun: "!"

Under Qin Liuxi’s ’caring’ gaze, he quietly picked up his chopsticks and ate.

People at the table: "..."

That was the meatball that fell onto the table, and he really ate it. Scary; but even scarier was Qin Liuxi.

Hey, no, is their focus on the meatball? It’s about Qin Liuxi’s mention of soul summoning and exorcism!

Qin Mingxin was the first to stand up, pouting, "Grandmother, elder sister is deliberately scaring us."

Old Mrs. Qin looked towards Qin Liuxi, who smiled back and said, "Grandmother, I’ve been wronged. You also know that I am from the Mystic Sect, practically raised in a Daoist Temple; learning these things isn’t strange, is it?"

Mrs. Wang, seeing Old Mrs. Qin’s face turn dark, interjected to smooth things over, scolding, "But you shouldn’t frighten people, not only are your younger sisters timid, but even us adults are scared."

Who wouldn’t be afraid? Ghosts!

"Alright then!" Qin Liuxi said with a look of regret, "I truly wanted to show you, I really am proficient in this!"

We know you’re proficient, but there really is no need to demonstrate such skills!

After Qin Liuxi’s antics, no one dared to ask her to compose any more poems or lyrics; what if she began chanting spells right then and there?

Although it’s likely that she was bluffing, better safe than sorry. In matters of ghosts and gods, it’s better to believe they exist than to believe they don’t!

And so, everyone returned to being well-behaved, ate and drank as they should, and afterward, they went outside to solve lantern riddles.

Old Mrs. Qin had been smiling watching the young ones play, but before long, her expression dimmed, and tears appeared in her eyes.

"Old Lady, what’s wrong?" Nanny Ding noticed her expression and passed a handkerchief over.

The daughters-in-law also looked over with concern.

"I was just thinking of Old Master and the others. I don’t know if they’ve reached the post station and if they’ve been able to eat properly. Today being the autumn festival, did they get to eat mooncakes?" Old Mrs. Qin said with a choked voice: "I just miss them."

Everyone’s smiles faded, and silence fell.

With keen hearing, Qin Liuxi overheard and looked up at the sky: "Someone is releasing sky lanterns, let’s release ours too."

Led by her distraction, everyone also looked up to see indeed a white sky lantern rising steadily.

Qin Liuxi had already accepted a brush and ink from Qi Huang. She directly unfolded a sky lantern on the ground and started drawing runes.

"Elder sister, are you drawing a talisman?" Qin Mingbao squatted beside her, watching.

Not wanting to be outdone, Qin Mingchun also squatted down and stared curiously, "Is this a talisman? It looks cluttered, like a ’ghost’s painting’."

"This is for making a wish." Qin Liuxi drew a few runes and wrote a few words – safety and smoothness, signed with the Qin character.

Mrs. Wang supported Old Mrs. Qin over to take a look and said, "You write beautifully."

Old Mrs. Qin, too, felt comforted looking at those characters and runes.

Qin Liuxi opened up the sky lantern, laid it out flat, lit the fire, and gently held it with both hands, feeling when there was enough hot air inside before letting go.

The sky lantern slowly ascended, carrying with it prayers and hopes.