Liu Han’s memories gave Chu Huai inspiration.
As the fourth day arrived, the restrictions originally imposed on the Little Guanyin goddess were lifted, and ghosts appeared.
Little Guanyin’s first target was undoubtedly Liu Han, who was about to abort the Jade girl.
Little Guanyin’s newly unlocked ability is likely to be the ability to possess and manipulate other ghosts, so there are definitely more than three ghosts in the copy.
Chu Huai was certain that the day when the Jade girl discovered him, she did not attack him, which was not due to her sudden kindness. Later, he contacted Little Guanyin and had the twin siblings of the task taker kill the task taker on their behalf, and he understood in an instant.
If Little Guanyin could attack the task taker, why bother manipulating other ghosts to do it?
Therefore, for some special reason, Little Guanyin and the Jade girl themselves cannot harm the task taker.
And this “special reason” is likely to be a way out.
Liu Han’s brother died from a work-related injury, and resentment had been living inside Liu Han, who had been sheltered in an ivory tower, so the ghost appeared to demand Liu Han’s life.
In Liu Han’s memories, the walls bled and the ground was covered in blood and debris last night, which means that ghosts tend to recreate the scene. From Sun Jiamu’s revelations, it seems that his twin brother was drowned.
If the wall and house are the conditions for Liu Han’s brother to appear, then water is clearly the medium for Sun Jiamu’s brother to appear.
Next, Sun Jiamu is likely to be strangled to death by a hand suddenly reaching out of the water tank, or he may be suffocated while taking a bath, but his death is inseparable from water.
Chu Huai squatted by the riverbank, his chin resting on his wrist, and his obsidian-like pupils reflected Sun Jiamu’s overwhelming despair.
Chu Huai couldn’t even be bothered to give him a compassionate expression.
The ghost that looked exactly like Sun Jiamu clung to his body, pulling him down bit by bit, like a cat catching a mouse. Sun Jiamu’s entire face was immersed in the water, his oxygen was depleted, and his lungs filled with water. Through the emerald green river water, he watched the world gradually drift away from him.
Regret for not making the right choice.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
The Sun family has a pair of twins, the older one is called Sun Jiamu, and the younger one is called Sun Jiahe.
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Despite being equally excellent as Sun Jiamu, Sun Jiahe was not treated well because of this belief. The character for “wood” in Sun Jiamu’s name has an extra stroke, so everyone felt that Sun Jiahe was like that extra stroke – unnecessary.
Later, young Sun Jiahe plotted for a long time, and one day, he pushed his unsuspecting brother Sun Jiamu into the water. He watched as Sun Jiamu gradually sank into the water, just like Chu Huai had watched him.
Sun Jiahe ran back home crying and told his parents: “Little brother Sun Jiahe fell into the water.”
Soon, the body of “Sun Jiahe” was salvaged. After killing Sun Jiamu, Sun Jiahe naturally became Sun Jiamu.
The diluted blood-red color floated up from the bottom of the water and gradually spread on the water’s surface. Chu Huai held the little black cat again, and his fair and slender hand passed through the black and delicate fur. He walked back as if nothing had happened.
In the cottage, Song Qing sensed Sun Jiamu’s death and her eyes suddenly flashed with excitement and ferocity.
They were waiting for Chu Huai to return, and then they would go out together to inquire about the situation in the village.
Liu Han was unpacking the bandage and applying medicine to herself when she saw Song Qing walking outside blankly.
Liu Han was a little worried about Song Qing’s health: “Where are you going, Song Qing? Chu Huai hasn’t come back yet. Should I go with you?”
Song Qing paid no attention to him, mechanically walking outside with a blank look in her eyes, like a walking corpse.
She was so thin that she was almost unrecognizable, except for her alarming belly. Through her bony frame, Liu Han even felt as if she was looking at a skeleton.
Liu Han felt uneasy and quickly wrapped the bandage back on and was about to go after Song Qing when Chu Huai returned.
Chu Huai saw Liu Han’s anxious look and asked: “What’s wrong?”
Liu Han said: “Song Qing! Song Qing went out alone! When we asked her where she was going, she wouldn’t say anything!”
Although Song Qing was struggling to walk, Chu Huai and Liu Han searched all around but couldn’t find her.
Chu Huai was puzzled, but Song Qing appeared at the end of the distant mountain forest and walked straight toward them.
Liu Han went over and complained: “Song Qing, why didn’t you tell us where you were going? You made me and Chu Huai worried for nothing!”
Song Qing apologized and smiled at them but didn’t say a word.
Chu Huai saw a slightly eerie and charming look on her face and subtly pursed her lips.
The cat in his arms also sensed something and climbed up Chu Huai’s neck, rubbing against it twice, and then let out two guarded meows toward Song Qing.
Song Qing’s neck stiffened and she turned her slightly chilly gaze towards the cat in Chu Huai’s arms.
Chu Huai held the little one tightly and turned around to walk back, saying: “We need to go out and investigate the situation.”
Liu Han followed behind and asked curiously: “Why aren’t you saying anything, Song Qing?”
“Don’t be upset, I don’t mean to blame you. I’m just worried about you and afraid that you might get into trouble…” Liu Han trailed off, concerned.
Song Qing stiffly shook her head, her gaze still cold and distant.
“Why aren’t you talking? You scared me,” Liu Han said, relieved. He thought he had upset Song Qing with his tone.
Liu Han caught up with Chu Huai and asked: “Why didn’t we see Sun…”
Chu Huai interrupted him: “He was killed by a ghost.”
“What?!” Liu Han exclaimed, then hesitantly looked at Chu Huai’s face.
Chu Huai knew what he was thinking and smiled: “What can I do about it?”
Liu Han fell silent.
Back at the small house, Song Qing lay down.
Chu Huai and Liu Han went out to investigate and found that the Little Guanyin Goddess had given up control over the villagers. The villagers had all gone home, and people were still streaming towards the Little Guanyin Temple at the foot of the mountain, just like any other day. Little Guanyin Village had returned to its usual calm.
Liu Han excitedly said to Chu Huai: “This means we can take Song Qing to my house! We have medical equipment and medicine there, and we can get the Jade girl out!”
Chu Huai’s forehead relaxed slightly, finally some good news.
Thinking that the village chief must have returned home by now and discovered the loss of the Night Pearl, Chu Huai said to Liu Han: “You go back first, I have something to do, and I’ll be back soon.”
He wanted to dig out the Night Pearl and then go to the village chief’s house.
When he arrived at the place where he buried the Night Pearl, Chu Huai looked at the scattered weeds on the surface of the soil and his face changed slightly.
Someone had tampered with it.
As the soil layer was lifted, Chu Huai’s eyes suddenly darkened. The Night Pearl was gone.
With a quick thought, the little guy ran towards the small house. Chu Huai suddenly realized and immediately ran back.
He might know where the Night Pearl was!
In the small house, Song Qingping lay in bed asleep, with her hands on her bulging belly, her appearance had changed somewhat. Previously, Song Qingping was gentle and submissive, but now she had a bit of elegance and dignity, looking like the little Guanyin in the temple.
Liu Han thought she was tired and didn’t pay much attention, but she saw Chu Huai rush back in a hurry and go straight to Song Qingping.
“Chu Huai, don’t wake her up, Song Qing is sleeping…” Liu Han was about to remind him, but she saw Chu Huai forcefully pinch Song Qingping’s chin and open her mouth.
The light flowed, and Liu Han’s expression froze on her face.
The Night Pearl was in Song Qingping’s mouth.
In history, emperors held jade in their mouths after death, nobles held pearls, scholars held rice, and commoners held coins. This custom evolved over time, and the boundaries were not so strict.
The meaning of holding things has two possibilities: one is to bribe the ghosts and seek a good place to go, and the other is to seal the soul of the dead and prevent them from becoming wandering ghosts.
The Night Pearl was actually held in the mouth of a dead person, and that dead person was likely… the mother goddess of mercy.
I’m just trying to imagine how big this pearl and how it looks
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Agreed, especially since it seems hard to hide…
Thank you very much for the chapter 💗
Ugh. The genders are all scrambled in the last several chapters. Hopefully that gets better as it goes along… reading it this mangled is a headache.