The ancients often used black hair to represent sadness and longing. Nathan wanted Aunt Zhang's hair because he wanted to borrow her hair to prolong the worry and yearning between mother and child for their child. Sometimes spiritual power is just a conductor, and feelings are the greatest miracle.
Soon, there was more and more smoke in the room, so much that it no longer seemed like the amount that could be produced by three incense sticks, but the smoke was still increasing, and gradually the whole room was covered by smoke.
"Sister Zhang, close your eyes and call your child's name."
"Sun Long, Sun Long..."
Sister Zhang's call was full of expectation and piety, as if her son would come back as long as she called her son's name.
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