Zhong Hua was confused and got into the house. He didn’t want to be close to this strange-looking person. He subconsciously looked back and asked his father for help.
“Dad…”
“Since the Daoist master said there’s a fate, you should accompany him to chat tonight.”
No, Dad. Did he just give me away so easily?
Under his father’s smile and nod, Zhong Hua was dragged into the house.
The Daoist priest, who looked not much older than him, looked at him with a smile, “Young man, sit down and rest for a while.”
Zhong Hua: “… Thank you.”
He sat down stiffly, watched the Daoist priest beckon at the door, and looked at himself, but there was nothing there.
“Um, your … surname?”
“My surname is Wei.”
Wei Mingyan looked up and down at the young man in front of him, “Young man, how about fortune telling?”
“No, no. I don’t believe this …”
Zhong Hua looked uncomfortable because of the caring light radiating from this elder. He really couldn’t adapt to a man who didn’t even look like he was 30 years old yet, but spoke with a tone as if he was an elder.
“You survived, there will be a blessing afterwards.”
Wei Mingyan chuckled, “At least, at the end of the year, you will be promoted. I’ll congratulate you in advance.”
Zhong Hua revealed a stiff smile, “Thank you.”
There was a sudden movement in the house, “Who came?”
He quickly stood up, “Grandpa Gen, it’s me, Huahua.”
“Huahua, did you come back to see your parents?” The old man’s voice was full of vitality as he lifted the curtain and walked out with a smile.
He was still smiling, but his exposed face startled Zhong Hua.
“What’s wrong with your face?”
“I fell when I went up the hill to get firewood this afternoon. It’s nothing.” The old man stretched himself, a little embarrassed to face Wei Mingyan, “I don’t know what’s going on here, I fell asleep as soon as I got home. I guess I made you wait long.”
“That’s okay, I also happen to be talking to Zhong Hua.”
The named Zhong Hua was still looking straight at the old man in front of him. He didn’t understand how the old man could get large blue bruises under his eyes, his revealed arms also had such traces, you could tell how painful they were just by looking at them.
“Grandpa Gen, why don’t I go home and get you some medicinal liquor? These injuries look too frightening. Tomorrow, we should go to the hospital in town, so they could take a look at it.”
“No, no. It doesn’t hurt at all, see.” The old man smiled and waved his hand. In order to prove that it really didn’t hurt, he reached out and poked the wound on his face.
Under Zhong Hua’s wide-open eyes, a mixture of what appeared to be water and blood spilled out from where the finger poked.
It was simply unlike human skin, it was rotten when you poke it.
Zhong Hua was startled by this sudden thought, and watched the old man take some tissue paper to wipe the wound on his face.
“Maybe it’s infected …”
Zhong Hua murmured.
The old man did not hear, he concentrated on wiping. He sat at the table, facing the Daoist priest with a little anxiety. “Master Wei, I don’t know what’s going on in my heart, but I miss my granddaughter. Can you help me calculate how she’s doing now, is she good?”
When he finished speaking, he saw Zhong Hua was still looking at himself with his eyes wide open, and asked with some amusement, “Huahua, aren’t you tired of standing, what are you thinking about?”
He was still very close to this child, who he saw grow up with his own eyes.
Zhong Hua sat down carefully, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn’t tell what was wrong.
Wei Mingyan glanced at Zhong Hua, who was trembling, and pulled out his turtle shell, throwing its contents on the table.
“You don’t have to worry, in 4 hours, your little granddaughter will come back.”
“Really?!” The old man was first happy, then worried, “Why would she come back? Did the family that adopted her not want her anymore?”
“No, she misses you too much.”
The old man’s home looked shabby. The light bulb he bought was also substandard, not very bright at all. Sitting under the lamp Zhong Hua felt, the more he looked at the old man the more he thought something was not right.
Even if his face only had large bruises, his lips were pale and had no color at all. His exposed legs were bruised. Even if he fell, how could he fall and turn out like this?
He didn’t think about other aspects, he was just worried that this old man, who had watched him grow up, would be in pain and keep silent. People of the older generation were like this, and they would swallow all the pains in their hearts. They would try to endure any pain in order to not spend money at the hospital.
Zhong Hua thought for a while, about whether to go back and tell his father. His father used to say at home that when his grandmother was sick, if it weren’t for Grandpa Gen who carried her to the hospital in the middle of the night, she wouldn’t have survived.
Their family had to remember this grace, and Grandpa Gen was so nice …
He was thinking, when his shoulder was suddenly slapped. Zhong Hua was shocked, facing the line of sight of the handsome Daoist in front of him.
“Come on, give me your hand.”
Zhong Hua hesitantly held out his hand and watched Wei Mingyan wrap a red rope around his hand. Although he didn’t believe it, he thought of those various messy red rope rumors.
“Master Wei, … what is this rope for?”
“You just took your life back. Your soul is unstable, and you also touched a living corpse. Tie this on, lest you fall asleep and die.”
Zhong Hua was even more stunned.” Living… corpse?”
“It’s your Grandpa Gen.”
After he tied the red rope, Wei Mingyan clapped his hands and looked at the old man who was in a trance and slowly moving towards the house with sluggish steps.
“Before he died, he was too unwilling. He wanted to take a look at his granddaughter, so his soul was trapped in the body, so he became a living corpse.”
“By the way, do you know his granddaughter well?”
Zhong Hua looked at the tiny red rope and thought about what the Daoist priest said just now, but he still answered, “When I’m on summer vacation, I would play with Xi Liu.”
“Every year?”
“Every year since she could walk. Later, Xi Liu was adopted, and I haven’t seen her.”
Speaking of this, Zhong Hua was still a bit distressed. The little girl was only 6 years old when she was adopted. she was especially smart and well-behaved, and she was also very neat and clean. He was still at school at that time, and only found out that Xi Liu had been adopted when he came back. He never got the chance to see her one last time.
“The living corpse you mentioned just now…” Zhong Hua opened his mouth, his voice sounded astringent. ”Does it mean that Grandpa Gen is dead?”
“He is dead. He fell off the cliff, dead through and through.”
Wei Mingyan glanced at the door of the room behind him and whispered, “He can’t help worrying about his granddaughter. You should stay here tomorrow and help him stabilize the Yang Qi.”
(TNote: Yang Qi = positive aura/ life spiritual energy.)
“By the way…” The handsome man glanced at the young man, who was full of bewilderment, “You will also see Xi Liu one last time.”
“After all, in her heart, you’re the closest person besides her grandfather.”
Zhong Hua slept restlessly all night. His mind was full of what the Daoist priest said.
When the rooster in the village began to crow, he got out of bed and listened to what was going on outside.
After less than a moment, sluggish footsteps sounded, someone was moving the table and chairs. Zhong Hua psyched himself up for a while before he dared to open the curtain.
Under the dim light, Grandpa Gen was stiffly wiping the table. From Zhong Hua’s point of view, the back of Grandpa Gen’s neck, which was fine last night, was already covered with blue and black spots.
He gulped and carefully greeted, “Grandpa Gen, up so early?”
The old man turned his head slowly and stiffly like a tin-man without oil.
After one night, the scars on his face were heavier, his pupils had begun to look turbid, and his pale face yesterday was even paler today. At first glance, it did look similar to a corpse.
Zhong Hua was so frightened that he almost screamed out, just as his face was stained with fear, the old man showed a somewhat delighted smile, “The Master said, Xi Liu will come back today, I was wiping the table, she loves cleanliness.”
“Huahua, grandpa will give you some money. Help me go to the village entrance to buy some snacks. I haven’t seen Xi Liu for almost 3 years now, and I don’t know how much she’s grown.”
Trembling, he took out a piece of cloth from his pocket and unwrapped it, which was all dimes, with a maximum face value of 5 yuan.
The old man counted it and handed it over. His face smiled, full of anticipation. “You buy more potato chips! Xi Liu loves them.”
His face was still so scary, even when he smiled, and a fishy smell would come out of his mouth, But Zhong Hua looked at the Grandpa Gen who was looking forward to his granddaughter’s return, and couldn’t get scared.
His eyes felt sour, and he quickly bowed his head to cover up his tears. When it was under control, he lifted his face and smiled brightly. “I haven’t seen Xi Liu for a long time too, so I’ll pay for it.”
“How can that work?” The look of disapproval appeared on the old man’s face. “You have only been working for a short time, how can I let you buy?”
“It’s okay, Xi Liu considers me as her older brother.”
Zhong Hua’s smile couldn’t be maintained after he left the door. His eyes were red, and in his mind, was full of what Wei Mingyan had told him yesterday.
“Xi Liu died somewhere else, and she has hatred in her heart. Now, she is bent on killing the man who killed her, and I can’t persuade her.”
“Although she’s a victim, if she only thinks of revenge, she could no longer be reincarnated. Your soul is unstable and you’re close to her. Try to persuade her.”
“The obsession of the living corpse is Xi Liu. If he knew that Xi Liu is dead, his soul would dissipate before it could come out and couldn’t be reincarnated for eternity.”
Zhong Hua wiped his eyes and hid the tears, but the sadness in his heart couldn’t stop.
Obviously, Grandpa Gen and Xi Liu were good people. So, why should they be harmed and weren’t allowed to fight back?
Also, who hurt Xi Liu…?
Yesterday, he asked, and Wei Mingyan only said that Xi Liu would follow that person. Who was it…?
The bridge was broken. He had just walked halfway around the long road when he saw a man limping this way.
He moved slowly. Zhong Hua could guess that he was injured, but his face was clean and there was no wound at all. However, he walked slowly, as if he would pull a hamstring if he walked too fast.
Zhong Hua knew him. He was the son of Grandpa Gen’s elder brother, and Xi Liu called him uncle.
In the beginning, he was also the one who said that someone in town wanted to adopt and took the girl with him.
“Eh? Zhong Hua? You came back, huh? The young boy is now a manager in a big company. Don’t forget about me, your uncle, when you make it big.”
The man patted Zhong Hua’s shoulder and continued to walk slowly after exchanging pleasantries.
Zhong Hua stood still, his eyes red, and he slowly turned his head.
On the man’s shoulder, there was a girl with messy hair and disheveled clothes, who was holding out her little hand in hatred and choking the man’s neck.
Her eyes were red, full of blood, and she couldn’t see anyone except her enemy.
Yes. It was Xi Liu.
Zhong Hua was confused and got into the house. He didn’t want to be close to this strange-looking person. He subconsciously looked back and asked his father for help.
“Dad…”
“Since the Daoist master said there’s a fate, you should accompany him to chat tonight.”
No, Dad. Did he just give me away so easily?
Under his father’s smile and nod, Zhong Hua was dragged into the house.
The Daoist priest, who looked not much older than him, looked at him with a smile, “Young man, sit down and rest for a while.”
Zhong Hua: “… Thank you.”
He sat down stiffly, watched the Daoist priest beckon at the door, and looked at himself, but there was nothing there.
“Um, your … surname?”
“My surname is Wei.”
Wei Mingyan looked up and down at the young man in front of him, “Young man, how about fortune telling?”
“No, no. I don’t believe this …”
Zhong Hua looked uncomfortable because of the caring light radiating from this elder. He really couldn’t adapt to a man who didn’t even look like he was 30 years old yet, but spoke with a tone as if he was an elder.
“You survived, there will be a blessing afterwards.”
Wei Mingyan chuckled, “At least, at the end of the year, you will be promoted. I’ll congratulate you in advance.”
Zhong Hua revealed a stiff smile, “Thank you.”
There was a sudden movement in the house, “Who came?”
He quickly stood up, “Grandpa Gen, it’s me, Huahua.”
“Huahua, did you come back to see your parents?” The old man’s voice was full of vitality as he lifted the curtain and walked out with a smile.
He was still smiling, but his exposed face startled Zhong Hua.
“What’s wrong with your face?”
“I fell when I went up the hill to get firewood this afternoon. It’s nothing.” The old man stretched himself, a little embarrassed to face Wei Mingyan, “I don’t know what’s going on here, I fell asleep as soon as I got home. I guess I made you wait long.”
“That’s okay, I also happen to be talking to Zhong Hua.”
The named Zhong Hua was still looking straight at the old man in front of him. He didn’t understand how the old man could get large blue bruises under his eyes, his revealed arms also had such traces, you could tell how painful they were just by looking at them.
“Grandpa Gen, why don’t I go home and get you some medicinal liquor? These injuries look too frightening. Tomorrow, we should go to the hospital in town, so they could take a look at it.”
“No, no. It doesn’t hurt at all, see.” The old man smiled and waved his hand. In order to prove that it really didn’t hurt, he reached out and poked the wound on his face.
Under Zhong Hua’s wide-open eyes, a mixture of what appeared to be water and blood spilled out from where the finger poked.
It was simply unlike human skin, it was rotten when you poke it.
Zhong Hua was startled by this sudden thought, and watched the old man take some tissue paper to wipe the wound on his face.
“Maybe it’s infected …”
Zhong Hua murmured.
The old man did not hear, he concentrated on wiping. He sat at the table, facing the Daoist priest with a little anxiety. “Master Wei, I don’t know what’s going on in my heart, but I miss my granddaughter. Can you help me calculate how she’s doing now, is she good?”
When he finished speaking, he saw Zhong Hua was still looking at himself with his eyes wide open, and asked with some amusement, “Huahua, aren’t you tired of standing, what are you thinking about?”
He was still very close to this child, who he saw grow up with his own eyes.
Zhong Hua sat down carefully, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn’t tell what was wrong.
Wei Mingyan glanced at Zhong Hua, who was trembling, and pulled out his turtle shell, throwing its contents on the table.
“You don’t have to worry, in 4 hours, your little granddaughter will come back.”
“Really?!” The old man was first happy, then worried, “Why would she come back? Did the family that adopted her not want her anymore?”
“No, she misses you too much.”
The old man’s home looked shabby. The light bulb he bought was also substandard, not very bright at all. Sitting under the lamp Zhong Hua felt, the more he looked at the old man the more he thought something was not right.
Even if his face only had large bruises, his lips were pale and had no color at all. His exposed legs were bruised. Even if he fell, how could he fall and turn out like this?
He didn’t think about other aspects, he was just worried that this old man, who had watched him grow up, would be in pain and keep silent. People of the older generation were like this, and they would swallow all the pains in their hearts. They would try to endure any pain in order to not spend money at the hospital.
Zhong Hua thought for a while, about whether to go back and tell his father. His father used to say at home that when his grandmother was sick, if it weren’t for Grandpa Gen who carried her to the hospital in the middle of the night, she wouldn’t have survived.
Their family had to remember this grace, and Grandpa Gen was so nice …
He was thinking, when his shoulder was suddenly slapped. Zhong Hua was shocked, facing the line of sight of the handsome Daoist in front of him.
“Come on, give me your hand.”
Zhong Hua hesitantly held out his hand and watched Wei Mingyan wrap a red rope around his hand. Although he didn’t believe it, he thought of those various messy red rope rumors.
“Master Wei, … what is this rope for?”
“You just took your life back. Your soul is unstable, and you also touched a living corpse. Tie this on, lest you fall asleep and die.”
Zhong Hua was even more stunned.” Living… corpse?”
“It’s your Grandpa Gen.”
After he tied the red rope, Wei Mingyan clapped his hands and looked at the old man who was in a trance and slowly moving towards the house with sluggish steps.
“Before he died, he was too unwilling. He wanted to take a look at his granddaughter, so his soul was trapped in the body, so he became a living corpse.”
“By the way, do you know his granddaughter well?”
Zhong Hua looked at the tiny red rope and thought about what the Daoist priest said just now, but he still answered, “When I’m on summer vacation, I would play with Xi Liu.”
“Every year?”
“Every year since she could walk. Later, Xi Liu was adopted, and I haven’t seen her.”
Speaking of this, Zhong Hua was still a bit distressed. The little girl was only 6 years old when she was adopted. she was especially smart and well-behaved, and she was also very neat and clean. He was still at school at that time, and only found out that Xi Liu had been adopted when he came back. He never got the chance to see her one last time.
“The living corpse you mentioned just now…” Zhong Hua opened his mouth, his voice sounded astringent. ”Does it mean that Grandpa Gen is dead?”
“He is dead. He fell off the cliff, dead through and through.”
Wei Mingyan glanced at the door of the room behind him and whispered, “He can’t help worrying about his granddaughter. You should stay here tomorrow and help him stabilize the Yang Qi.”
(TNote: Yang Qi = positive aura/ life spiritual energy.)
“By the way…” The handsome man glanced at the young man, who was full of bewilderment, “You will also see Xi Liu one last time.”
“After all, in her heart, you’re the closest person besides her grandfather.”
Zhong Hua slept restlessly all night. His mind was full of what the Daoist priest said.
When the rooster in the village began to crow, he got out of bed and listened to what was going on outside.
After less than a moment, sluggish footsteps sounded, someone was moving the table and chairs. Zhong Hua psyched himself up for a while before he dared to open the curtain.
Under the dim light, Grandpa Gen was stiffly wiping the table. From Zhong Hua’s point of view, the back of Grandpa Gen’s neck, which was fine last night, was already covered with blue and black spots.
He gulped and carefully greeted, “Grandpa Gen, up so early?”
The old man turned his head slowly and stiffly like a tin-man without oil.
After one night, the scars on his face were heavier, his pupils had begun to look turbid, and his pale face yesterday was even paler today. At first glance, it did look similar to a corpse.
Zhong Hua was so frightened that he almost screamed out, just as his face was stained with fear, the old man showed a somewhat delighted smile, “The Master said, Xi Liu will come back today, I was wiping the table, she loves cleanliness.”
“Huahua, grandpa will give you some money. Help me go to the village entrance to buy some snacks. I haven’t seen Xi Liu for almost 3 years now, and I don’t know how much she’s grown.”
Trembling, he took out a piece of cloth from his pocket and unwrapped it, which was all dimes, with a maximum face value of 5 yuan.
The old man counted it and handed it over. His face smiled, full of anticipation. “You buy more potato chips! Xi Liu loves them.”
His face was still so scary, even when he smiled, and a fishy smell would come out of his mouth, But Zhong Hua looked at the Grandpa Gen who was looking forward to his granddaughter’s return, and couldn’t get scared.
His eyes felt sour, and he quickly bowed his head to cover up his tears. When it was under control, he lifted his face and smiled brightly. “I haven’t seen Xi Liu for a long time too, so I’ll pay for it.”
“How can that work?” The look of disapproval appeared on the old man’s face. “You have only been working for a short time, how can I let you buy?”
“It’s okay, Xi Liu considers me as her older brother.”
Zhong Hua’s smile couldn’t be maintained after he left the door. His eyes were red, and in his mind, was full of what Wei Mingyan had told him yesterday.
“Xi Liu died somewhere else, and she has hatred in her heart. Now, she is bent on killing the man who killed her, and I can’t persuade her.”
“Although she’s a victim, if she only thinks of revenge, she could no longer be reincarnated. Your soul is unstable and you’re close to her. Try to persuade her.”
“The obsession of the living corpse is Xi Liu. If he knew that Xi Liu is dead, his soul would dissipate before it could come out and couldn’t be reincarnated for eternity.”
Zhong Hua wiped his eyes and hid the tears, but the sadness in his heart couldn’t stop.
Obviously, Grandpa Gen and Xi Liu were good people. So, why should they be harmed and weren’t allowed to fight back?
Also, who hurt Xi Liu…?
Yesterday, he asked, and Wei Mingyan only said that Xi Liu would follow that person. Who was it…?
The bridge was broken. He had just walked halfway around the long road when he saw a man limping this way.
He moved slowly. Zhong Hua could guess that he was injured, but his face was clean and there was no wound at all. However, he walked slowly, as if he would pull a hamstring if he walked too fast.
Zhong Hua knew him. He was the son of Grandpa Gen’s elder brother, and Xi Liu called him uncle.
In the beginning, he was also the one who said that someone in town wanted to adopt and took the girl with him.
“Eh? Zhong Hua? You came back, huh? The young boy is now a manager in a big company. Don’t forget about me, your uncle, when you make it big.”
The man patted Zhong Hua’s shoulder and continued to walk slowly after exchanging pleasantries.
Zhong Hua stood still, his eyes red, and he slowly turned his head.
On the man’s shoulder, there was a girl with messy hair and disheveled clothes, who was holding out her little hand in hatred and choking the man’s neck.
Her eyes were red, full of blood, and she couldn’t see anyone except her enemy.
Yes. It was Xi Liu.
