"And you are?"
Tian Fengfu's mind was filled with the image of a temple.
…It was too similar.
He looks just like the him in the temple. Am I dreaming?
Tian Fengfu felt like he was in a dream. He suspected that he was seeing things and that he was hallucinating. However, when he smelled the faint sandalwood scent, he hesitated.
At this moment, the sandalwood smell became even stronger.
He was walking over.
He walked to his side and sat down casually. He didn't have the ethereal and solemn aura of an immortal like Tian Fengfu had imagined. He was like a gentle mortal sitting beside him.
"She was very happy in the end." A gentle voice entered her ears.
Tian Fengfu saw 'his' gaze, looking in the direction Huilan was being carried away…the 'she' he was talking about was Huilan.
At this moment.
Tian Fengfu's body trembled, and the tears in his eyes fell.
At this moment, Tian Fengfu had too many things to say to him.
Are you Lord Shing Wong?
Why would he appear here?
Lord Shing Wong, did you come because of my prayers yesterday?
…
There were too many things he wanted to say.
But in the end, he didn't say anything or ask anything. Instead, he spoke softly with tears in his eyes and anticipation," Really? Was Huilan happy in the end?"
An Shiyuan looked at Tian Fengfu, who was sitting beside him.
Tian rich heart already has the will to die, there is a face of death, grief is nothing more than heart death.
Chen Hui Lan's death had caused his 60 years of perseverance to be on the verge of collapse. He no longer wanted to live. He would not commit suicide, but he would quickly age and die.
An Shiyuan nodded and smiled gently.
He looked in the direction that Chen Huilan had left." Didn't she tell you? She was very happy…In her final moments, she had a dream. In the dream, she was reunited with Tian 'er.”
An Yanyuan explained gently.
Tian Fengfu's tears kept falling.
"It's good that you're happy, it's good that you're happy." He wiped his tears and wet the paper as he kept saying these words.
The next moment, he looked at An Shiyuan.
" Tian 'er, is…is he still alive…" He asked An Yuanyuan with anticipation in his eyes, but also with fear of knowing the possible bad outcome.
Hearing this.
An Shiyuan didn't say anything and shook his head slightly.
Tian Fengfu fell silent. He looked at the paper in his hand.
After a long time.
He muttered," Tian 'er.”
Tian Fengfu didn't feel the pain of wasting 60 years after knowing the result, nor did he break down after knowing the bad result. Instead, there was a bitter expression on his face.
In fact, he had thought about it a long time ago and was sure that Tian 'er was dead. He had once found a child who had been abducted by the person who had abducted Tian' er. That child said that he had seen Tian 'er before. He also said that many children who had been with him had died. Some had fallen sick, and some had died.
However, he did not give up just because of this. He always believed in the 'what-if'.
Now that he knew the results.
He was free.
He was originally afraid that Hui Lan would leave and he would leave with her. If Tian 'er came looking for them, the pain of not seeing them would not appear.
"How did Tian 'er die?" Tian Fengfu asked softly.
"Because I'm sick."
"Was Tian 'er in pain when he died?”
"Yes…but he always carries the toy you bought him with him. He's not lonely.”
The two of them were conversing. An Yuanyuan listened to Tian Fengfu's question and answered.
Tian Fengfu asked a few more questions.
The knot in his heart was slowly untied. He had always wanted to know about Tian 'er's situation. Even if he could not find her, he wanted to know how Tian' er was.
At the end of the question.
He fell silent. He had asked all the questions.
At this moment, he felt that his body was very heavy. The doubts he had for a long time had finally been resolved today. His wish had been fulfilled, and there were no regrets.
Tian Fengfu's eyes were even more tired than before.
At this moment.
He felt something and looked up at the corridor.
"Huilan." In his eyes, he saw Hui Lan standing there. The surroundings had turned dark, leaving only a path, and Hui Lan was standing on it.
At this moment, Tian Fengfu stood up. He walked towards Hui Lan and held her hand.
He turned around.
He looked at An Yanyuan." Lord Shing Wong, thank you.”
He smiled happily and blissfully without any regrets. When he heard An Yuyuan say that Hui Lan was very happy, he already knew that 'he' was Lord Shing Wong.
Chen Huilan stood there and bowed to An Yuyuan.
"Thank you."
She knew that in her final moments, Lord Shing Wong had done everything for her. He had fulfilled her wish and allowed her to see Tian 'er. She saw Tian 'er when she was young and also saw Tian' er when she grew up. She was sincerely grateful.
Tian Fengfu also bowed to An Yuyuan.
With his words of thanks, the knot in his heart was relieved and he could leave in peace.
"In your next life, you will reunite with your child.”An Yuanyuan's gentle voice sounded.
"Alright."
Tian Fengfu smiled.
He looked at Hui Lan beside him. She also looked over with a smile on her face. When she said that she was happy, she smiled the most brilliantly.
There was no need to speak.
Tian Fengfu and Chen Huilan bowed to An Yuyuan again and thanked him.
Then, they held hands and walked to the end of the road.
The figure slowly disappeared, and so did the road. In the end, everything converged. The corridor was still a corridor. The incandescent lamp on the ceiling illuminated the corridor that was about to enter dusk. The lamp was still there, the corridor was still there, and the bench by the wall was still there. The only difference was that the person on the bench no longer moved.
His old body sat on it, leaning against the back of the chair and the armrest. His head was lowered, and he held a red lot in his hand.
Silence…
The autumn evening breeze blew.
The corner of the paper that was slightly wet from her tears rose and fell in the wind. She had already left.
An Shiyuan watched all of this.
He sighed slightly.
"In this life, they are destined to be separated from the child, but in the next life, there will be a good ending.”His eyes flickered with the radiance of the Qi Art as he muttered.
Tian Fengfu, Chen Huilan, and the others had not lived their lives in vain.
The seed planted in the previous generation will bear fruit in the future.
In the future, they would be a very beautiful family. Tian Fengfu and Chen Huilan would still be husband and wife in their next life, and they would be able to form a fate that could not be severed in their previous life.
" I look forward to your next life. I'll come to see you again at that time. In this life, I became a city god too late and didn't do much. In your next life, I'll protect you.”
An Yanyuan looked at Tian Fengfu beside him and smiled brightly.
He stood up and was about to leave.
Ding…I have resolved the knot in someone's heart. I have triggered a special check-in. Do you wish to check-in?
The familiar system voice sounded. An Yuanyuan stood up and replied softly," Sign in."”
[Sign in. Obtained: Unknowable Marriage Thread]
[Sign in. Obtained: Ghost God Garment Crafting Method]
An Shiyuan was stunned.
The reward he received this time was very interesting.
Just by hearing the name, An Shiyuan knew what it was. It didn't seem to have much to do with strengthening the messenger of death, but it seemed to be a blessing from the city god.
"Let me see the effects of these two things.”
After looking at the reward introduction.
An Shiyuan knew that he had guessed half of it right.
The first reward was indeed a City God's Blessing, but the second was not.
in the dark, the thread of marriage.
This thing was a bit like the matchmaker's matchmaker, binding two people together and connecting them in the dark. However, this was different from the legendary matchmaker's red string that tied one person into one. This thing had a probability.
It could be considered a supportive blessing item.
Although it was a matter of probability, the advantage was that the quantity was unlimited!
The string of marriage was like a ball of thread. No matter how much it was pulled out, it would slowly recover by itself.
The second reward was something An Yuanyuan was very interested in. To him, this thing was the same as the couplet he had obtained last time. It was dispensable.
"Use pure Yin Qi to make cloth and make clothes that ghosts and gods can wear.”An Shiyuan looked at the introduction and made a conclusion.
Ghost Deity Robe.
To put it simply, it was to make clothes that ghosts and gods could wear.
The clothes did not have any defensive effect, but they could be matched with the official robe. It could be worn inside or outside the official robe. It had an auxiliary effect and changed the effect of the official robe.
As for the style of the Ghost God Cloak, as long as you could think of it, you could make the clothes you wanted. The Ghost God Cloak could be invisible with the Ghost God.
"Usually, when the messengers of death are not patrolling the netherworld, they can change into the ghost god clothes.”
An Shiyuan felt that this thing was not bad.
It was indeed useless to say that, but it was also useful. In An Yuanyuan's opinion, the underworld was a place where messengers of death lived. They should not live such a boring life. They should also add some fun to their lives. For example, changing clothes after returning to the underworld?
Thinking of this, An Yangyuan couldn't help but smile. The messengers of death were competing on whose clothes looked better?
"It's time to go back." An Shiyuan was looking forward to the scene in his imagination.
Then, he thought of Anu.
"With this ghost god robe, I can make a beautiful dress for Ah Nu and surprise her.”An Yuanyuan whispered softly. He had already begun to ponder what kind of ancient clothes he wanted to look good in and what kind of clothes suited Anu…
Just as An Yanyuan was deep in thought.
Xiao Tong, the nurse of the nursing home, smiled as she walked over from the corner corridor." Grandpa Tian."”
She walked over and looked at Tian Fengfu, who was sitting alone on the bench.
How strange…Little Tong was stunned.
When she turned the corner, she clearly heard Tian Fengfu talking to someone. She vaguely heard him saying something to thank her, but now that she was walking over, why was there no one?
He's not here? Then who was Grandpa Tian talking to?
Little Tong's mind was filled with doubts, but she did not ask this question. Now was not the time to talk about it.
She walked towards Tian Fengfu, intending to tell him that Grandma Chen was going to be sent to the funeral parlor. What was his plan? Was he planning to follow her or did he have other plans?
" Grandpa Tian, Grandma Chen…" Xiao Tong's words came to an abrupt halt. She stopped walking and realized that something was wrong with Tian Feng Fu.
Tian Fengfu sat there motionlessly, holding the red paper in his hand, as if he had fallen asleep.
Little Tong called Tian Fengfu several times but did not get a reply.
Very quickly.
Little Tong's expression changed. She reached out and patted Grandpa Tian's shoulder.
In a moment, Grandpa Tian's body slowly fell down in front of her.
Seeing this scene.
Xiao Tong quickly went to support Grandpa Tian's body. She realized something and quickly went to check Grandpa Tian's pulse. After checking, her eyes turned red and she cried," Grandpa Tian.”
"Someone, Guimei, Changhao…Someone!!”She shouted anxiously and straightened Grandpa Tian's body.
Then, she ran to call for help.
An Shiyuan looked at Little Tong's back.
"This young man suddenly has an evil aura hanging from his head. This is the luck of encountering a ghost.”He saw that there was a faint dark color on the head of this female nurse called Xiao Tong. As time passed, this dark color gradually deepened.
This dark color represented that he had encountered a ghost. The dark color expanded, turning Little Tong's glabella black. It was a bad omen!
He retracted his gaze.
"Where is the messenger of death?" An Yanyuan's mouth moved slightly, and a vast voice of the Ghost God's command spread out. It rushed out of the nursing home and spread in all directions.
At this moment.
He was different from the easy-going Tian Fengfu when he talked. He was the Nine Nether God who suppressed the three cities and controlled the peace of Yin and Yang. His brilliance intimidated all evil spirits.
In the distance.
Dusk fell.
There were two messengers of death patrolling by a man-made lake in a residential area.
One of them held a black umbrella, and the other held a saber. They looked around, observing all the hiding places of ghosts. They swept their eyes across the people walking by the lake to see if anyone was possessed by ghosts.
Suddenly.
The two messengers of death heard a majestic voice from afar. In an instant, the two of them looked at each other and turned into a black shadow that drifted away.
In another place.
On the busy road, the cars were flowing endlessly, and pedestrians were walking on the sidewalk.
The two messengers of death floated in the air, walking between the sidewalk and the road. If a ghost controller saw them, they would definitely be scared.
One of them was a messenger of death, while the other was a little ghost.
And this messenger of death was one of the most terrifying ghosts, one of the three hanging corpses!
A moment later.
The messenger of death heard the majestic voice from afar and looked into the distance.
"It's Lord Shing Wong. Little brat, come with me to see Lord Shing Wong.”As he spoke, he looked at the messenger of death beside him and then soared into the sky, turning into a black rainbow and flying into the distance.
The little ghost messenger of death obeyed and followed, disappearing from this area.
Further away, there was another messenger of death with a small ghost. They were walking in an empty building. When they heard Lord An Yuyuan's call, they flew out of the building.
In the nursing home.
Six black mists flew over. They entered from the window, the gate, and the garden gate. They entered from different places.
In the end, the six messengers of death landed in front of An Yanyuan.
"Greetings, Lord Shing Wong." Six messengers of death dressed in official robes appeared. The messengers of death knelt on one knee, and the little ghosts followed suit.
An Yuanyuan nodded.
He looked at Little Tong, who was rushing to save Tian Fengfu.
"That woman will be invaded by evil spirits tonight.”He spoke softly, then looked at Kong Gongliang, the Messenger of Death, and the little ghost that was one of the three corpses that followed him." Gongliang will be in your team's charge.”
"I will obey your orders!"
Kong Gongliang nodded respectfully and looked at Little Tong.
The little ghost also nodded. He looked at Little Tong as if he wanted to remember this woman's aura.
"As for the others, you can continue to patrol your own territories.”An Yanyuan made the arrangements, and the other two messengers of death agreed in unison.
After making the arrangements.
After saying that he was going to leave, An Shiyuan disappeared.
"Farewell, Lord Shing Wong." The four messengers of death and the two little ghosts said respectfully in unison.
……
Wang Xintong graduated from university three years ago.
After graduation, she went out to look for a job. Because she studied finance in university, she went to look for a related major.
However, the old saying was right. Whatever you study in university, you just have to have an interest in it. After you come out, you might not be able to find a suitable job. Many college students find jobs that are different from their majors after graduation.
It was the same for Wang Xintong. She was not suited for finance at all, and she did not like to scheme. Three years after graduation, she went to study medicine and obtained some certificates. In the end, she found a job as a nurse in a nursing home.
She was a very traditional girl. She felt that girls needed to earn money, but not a lot. As long as they had enough to spend.
The job of a caretaker also paid a lot of money. Coupled with the fact that she could take care of the lonely elderly, she felt that such a thing was very meaningful. She could earn money and help the elderly.
The nursing home in Tong Shan was her workplace.
She had been working for more than half a year and knew everyone here.
One of them was Grandpa Tian, who was called Tian Fengfu. She had the deepest impression of him. This old man could be considered an 'old celebrity' in the nursing home. His partner, Grandma Chen, was also in the nursing home.
Wang Xintong assigned Tian Fengfu and the rest to work.
Today, Wang Xintong saw Grandma Chen standing up. She was initially very happy about this situation, but soon in the evening, she knew that it was not a happy thing.
Grandma Chen left.
The reason why she was able to stand up was simply because she had a last breath.
In the evening.
"Grandpa Tian." Wang Xintong cried.
She didn't expect Grandpa Tian to follow Grandma Chen.
Looking at Tian Fengfu's corpse covered with a white cloth, she thought of how Grandpa Tian had gone because of Grandma Chen's death. She cried even harder, and her heart trembled. What kind of company could have such feelings?
Most women were sentimental, especially Wang Xintong. Otherwise, she wouldn't have worked in a nursing home.
Many people heard the commotion and rushed over.
Everyone soon learned about Tian Fengfu.
He went too. After Grandma Chen died, Grandpa Tian also went.
The oppressive atmosphere that had originally been caused by Grandma Chen's death could no longer be held back at this moment. Many of the nurses were crying, and even the male nurses were crying their eyes out.
At this moment.
Three people came to the nursing home with a document in their hands.
They were the people from the family search charity organization that Tian Fengfu had told Chen Huilan to help them. They had found out about Tian 'er and learned that Tian' er had died more than 50 years ago. They had wanted to tell Tian Fengfu, but they did not expect to see such a scene. The three of them were stunned.
After that, the elderly and nurses of the nursing home stood at the door and silently sent them off. They watched as the people of the funeral parlor carried Tian Fengfu and Chen Huilan away.
"We should do something for Grandpa Tian and the others.”
The person from the charity organization muttered.
He wanted to hold a funeral for Tian Fengfu and Chen Huilan and applied to the organization.
When Wang Xintong heard about this, she immediately expressed her willingness to fork out some money, and the old people in the nursing home also voiced out.
"Let them leave in glory." An old man said.
The older generation was different from modern people. In modern times, it was popular to cremate the dead and bury them. In the eyes of many old people, this was absolutely unacceptable.
They were particular about not having a grand funeral when they were alive, but they had to have a grand funeral after they died. Even if the gongs and drums were not loud, there had to be a funeral procession. They had to walk through the village, and everyone had to come and send them off. This was a sign of respect for the deceased and also a sign of the popularity of the deceased. Many modern people felt that this was a waste of money and manpower, but the older generation did not think so.
The elders discussed and decided to hold a funeral for Tian Fengfu and the others.
Tonight.
Many elderly people took out a portion of their retirement funds, but their actions were stopped.
Wang Xintong was willing to help, the caretakers were willing to pay a reasonable amount, and the people from the charity organization were also willing to pay a portion of the money. This money did not belong to the organization, but to them.
"Hold a funeral for Grandpa Tian's family of three and bury them together.”
These were the exact words of a person from a charity.
Time passed in the discussion.
Wang Xintong got off work much later than usual.
At night, nine o'clock.
The nursing home gradually became quiet. Wang Xintong's eyes were red as she cried a lot.
She changed her clothes and prepared to get off work.
He walked to the room that Tian Fengfu and the others had stayed in before. At this moment, the room had been cleaned up. The quilt and bedsheets had been tidied up. The windows were still open, and the curtains were fluttering in the wind.
Wang Xintong closed the window.
When she walked out of the room, she turned back to look at the room.
The room was clean and tidy. There was a vase on the bedside table beside Tian Fengfu and Chen Huilan's bed, and there was a rose on it.
Pa da---
The lights were switched off, and the room fell into darkness.
Wang Xintong closed the door carefully and walked out of the nursing home.
Her home was 20 minutes away from the nursing home. She carried her bag and walked home.
As they chatted idly on the road, Wang Xintong couldn't help but recall the voice of Tian Fengfu from the corridor before she met Grandpa Tian.
"Grandpa Tian, I remember that I was talking to someone at that time.”She frowned, feeling puzzled.
Wang Xintong didn't think it was her imagination.
At that time, she clearly heard Tian Fengfu talking.
But after walking over…why didn't he see anyone?
Where did he go?
The more Wang Xintong thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. She could not help but recall the voice she had heard at that time.
" What thank you…I remember what it was…Cheng, Huang, Ye…" She gradually recalled the words she had heard.
She thought of the words of thanks.
"Cheng Huang? Cheng?" Wang Xintong didn't remember anyone with this surname in the nursing home.
He kept muttering in a low voice.
After reading it nine times.
Wang Xintong's eyes suddenly widened, and she stopped in her tracks. She was stunned.!
In that instant, Wang Xintong recalled the red lot that Grandpa Tian had held in his hand before he died. On it was written the words " Cang City's Yong Ru Bo City God Temple."
"Grandpa Tian thanked Lord Shing Wong before he died?？”She muttered to herself. After she finished speaking, her small mouth opened slightly, feeling incredulous.
At this moment.
Wang Xintong noticed movement behind her, as if someone was following her.
She turned around abruptly.
He saw a figure flash past." Who is it?!”
Wang Xintong's heart skipped a beat. When she turned around, she vaguely saw a figure. Was it an illusion?
The next moment, she looked around and felt that there was no one around.
Soon after.
Wang Xintong walked towards her home, but as she walked, she started to pay attention to her surroundings.
After a while, Wang Xintong turned around again.
"Don't follow me." She shouted to lure the other party out.
However, after waiting for a while, the surroundings were quiet. The people walking in front were shocked by her actions.
Am I scaring myself?
Seeing that there was no movement around her, Wang Xintong smiled at the passerby and quickly left. It was because there were passersby around that she dared to shout like this. This way, if someone really followed her, they would definitely not dare to do anything bad to her because there were outsiders around and she had posted that she was being followed.
"Looks like I was too sensitive." Wang Xintong muttered.
She did not notice that as she walked into the distance, a small white paper figurine flew into her bag.
It was a paper doll that would only be used in a funeral for the dead. It looked especially terrifying.
Suddenly.
After the little paper man flew in, it flew out again in the next second, as if time had reversed.
It flew out and landed on a cold palm.
"What is this?" Kong Gongliang's eyes flickered.
It was his hand.
After receiving Lord Shing Wong's orders, he had been following Wang Xintong. Just now, he had noticed the cold ghostly aura around him, but he could not sense the source of the ghost.
This puzzled Kong Gongliang.
He knew that the ghost that Lord Shing Wong had said would harm Wang Xintong had appeared, but that malicious ghost had hidden itself very deeply, and he could not sense where it was.
After that, he followed them secretly, waiting for the malicious ghost to come out. He did not expect to see this strange little paper pricking him.
"Are you the malicious ghost?"
Kong Gongliang looked at the little paper that was struggling in his hand.
In the next moment, Yin Qi erupted from his hand. The small paper stick expanded and exploded.
"It was this little paper that hurt that woman, but this malicious ghost is still somewhere else.”Kong Gongliang's messenger of death's eyes flickered with a dark light.
He sensed that this little paper was like a ghost slave, or more accurately, a clone of a malicious ghost. A malicious ghost hiding in the dark, using the little paper to stab people to harm people.
No wonder they couldn't find his exact location.
Kong Gongli looked around.
"Continue to follow that woman. Nothing must happen to her tonight.”He said to the messenger of death beside him.
The messenger of death nodded and followed Wang Xintong with light steps.
"I want to see where you are.”
Kong Gongliang did not follow. He wanted to find the location of the malicious ghost!
Lord Shing Wong said.
This woman would be harmed by a malicious ghost tonight, so he had to protect her tonight.
However, he was not someone who would sit and wait for death. If the person who harmed the woman was the little paper, then the malicious ghost hidden in the dark would harm others. He had to find it and prevent others from being harmed.
In an instant, Kong Gongliang disappeared from where he was.
At the same time.
A certain family in a residential building in South Side.
The lights in the living room flickered. In the next second, the lights went out with a bang, and the room instantly darkened.
In the dim living room, three people were lying on the ground. Their eyes were wide open and they were extremely terrified. Their entire bodies had turned into dried corpses. They were cold and had no warmth.
Sizzle--
The television hanging on the wall was showing the image of snowflakes, making sizzling sounds.
There was a person sitting on the sofa. He was expressionless and his body was straight. He looked like a human made of paper!
It looked extremely strange.
The weak light from the television shone on the living room and sofa, making it seem eerie…
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