After walking for a while, they arrived in front of a house. In front of the door, there was a withered maple tree with a swing hanging from its trunk. Unlike the other houses they had passed on the way, this one was isolated—within a ten-mile radius, it was the only house, and there were no other ghosts in sight.
“Mommy…” Xiaoxiao tugged at Feng Guang’s hand, successfully snapping her out of her daze.
Feng Guang couldn’t help but smile. “I’m just… a little nervous.”
Their separation, for her, had only been a few days, but for him, it had been more than seven hundred years.
There was no denying it—she felt guilty and uneasy.
“Don’t worry, Mommy,” Xiaoxiao said reassuringly, “Daddy won’t forget about you.”
Feng Guang was pulled into the house by Xiaoxiao. They walked through a quiet, desolate courtyard and arrived at a room.
“Mommy, Daddy is inside… He hasn’t come out in such a long time…” Xiaoxiao was always bad at keeping track of time, so she didn’t remember how many days it had been since her father last emerged. With a pitiful expression, she added, “Mommy, after you see Daddy, can you say something nice to him? Tell him not to be mad at Xiaoxiao anymore. I promise I won’t wear red clothes again.”
“Alright… I’ll talk to him,” Feng Guang said, squatting down and gently brushing Xiaoxiao’s soft forehead. “Be good, Xiaoxiao. Mommy will go in and talk to Daddy. You wait outside, okay?”
“Okay! I’ll play on the swing by the door. When Mommy and Daddy are done talking, take me out to play!” Xiaoxiao happily let go of Feng Guang’s hand and ran off, eager to play.
Feng Guang stood up, watching her daughter’s retreating figure until it disappeared. She took a deep breath and placed her hand on the door. The barrier on the door did not affect her. With just a light touch, the door opened on its own.
The ghost world was already dark and dim without sunlight, and inside the room, it was even darker, with only one or two weak candles flickering.
Without hesitation, Feng Guang walked inside, and the door automatically closed behind her.
Once inside, Feng Guang realized the space was much larger than it had seemed from the outside. This kind of spatial enlargement technique wasn’t difficult for someone with cultivation. Even her small bamboo hut had been expanded using such magic.
She was so close to seeing him…
Suppressing her excitement, Feng Guang walked further into the room.
“Who are you?” A woman’s voice suddenly rang out, making Feng Guang stop in her tracks.
Fang Yue… he had been hiding a woman from her!?
Another voice asked, “Who are you?”
Feng Guang: “…”
What? He wasn’t just hiding one woman!
A third voice sounded, “This is not a place you can just enter.”
“If you don’t leave now, it could be very dangerous.”
“Yes, please leave.”
…
One after another, voices from different directions echoed through the room. Feng Guang, initially frustrated, soon felt a strange unease. All these voices… they were the same woman’s voice.
In the dim room, the surroundings were unclear, so Feng Guang took out the pure light lamp from her storage bracelet. Even though she no longer had her spiritual powers, as soon as she took the lamp out, it lit up on its own, instantly brightening the room.
The shock made Feng Guang drop the lamp, but the flame inside continued to burn, casting light across the room.
The warm glow illuminated the women in the shadows. Some were smiling, some had cold expressions, but all of them shared the same face…
It was her face.
“Who is it…” A gloomy voice came from a corner. Before Feng Guang could react, she felt a hand suddenly grip her neck. She looked up to see a pale man, his body frail as though it could crumble at any moment. Yet, the hand around her neck held an incredible amount of strength. He weakly spoke, “Is it you? The unruly… puppet.”
A hot tear fell onto his hand, and his body shuddered. Then she heard soft sobs, and when their eyes met, filled with rain-soaked sorrow, his expression softened for a moment. But soon, his dark eyes widened, and his trembling hand reached for her arm, pulling her tightly into his embrace.
The women in the room instantly turned into streaks of light, flying into his body, becoming the ribs that should have belonged to him.
did he lose hope after not finding her for 700 years? but she was in the xuan sect right…