Ghost Husband, Don't Stop

After lunch, we also had to leave. Master Hong and Shujun didn't come down to see us off, but the fat aunt in the kitchen gave us two things.

One was for Taoist Su, the fat aunt said. It was a gift from Old Master Hong for Taoist Su. It was wrapped in a thick pile of cloth and I couldn't tell how much it was.

The second item was gifted to me by Shujun. I placed it in a small box and stuffed it into my luggage.

Hong Haibin and Susu were standing in the shade of the doorway. Susu was holding the child in her arms and waving her small hands at us.

I smiled and waved my hand. The rhinoceros' horn had already burnt out. From then on, no one in this courtyard would be able to see the family of three anymore.

When the driver left, I asked Dao Lord Su. Although Master Hong only did this to keep his eldest son alive, he indirectly caused the death of Shujun's child. Now, although the ghost baby is gone, the Hong family and the children of Shujun are no longer here.

Old Master Hong was not punished at all. Wouldn't that be unfair?

Taoist Su and I were standing at the intersection. There was still half a minute before the red light appeared.

"A person who has half his body buried in dirt, at this age, has lost all his family members and become a true loner. This is the best punishment."

Daoist Master Su's words enlightened me. Sometimes, the so-called punishment and blessing isn't just about one being born to death. Sometimes, being alive is even scarier than being dead.

While I was sitting in the car, I took from my suitcase what Su-jun had given me, and in the box was a plain pink silk handkerchief with the scent of mandala flowers still on it.

Perhaps letting Old Master Hong guard that empty and lonely courtyard alone was the most severe punishment he could receive in his remaining life.

The red light stopped and we walked forward. In front of us was the train station.

Taoist Su asked me if there were any good places for me to go next.

Mu Feng stood beside me, and I looked at him. I don't know if it was my imagination, but I felt that Mu Feng's soul power was a little weaker than when he left my house a few days ago.

"Fellow Daoist, to be honest, we came out on this trip to search for some ancient memories. However, every step we took seemed to be difficult. I wonder when the end of our journey will come."

I lowered my head, a little despondent. I had been away from home for so long, only when I first got on the train did my father send me a short message. It was a safe trip.

After so long, I wonder if everything at home is fine.

At that time, Wu San Uncle said that Mu Feng and I were bound by karma in some mysterious way and that only by cutting off the karma from our previous lives would we be able to be reborn.

He frowned and looked at Mu Feng, who was standing beside me. He smiled and said to me, "Although I don't know what exactly is going on between you two, one man and one ghost, walking around the world is far too eye-catching. Even though ordinary people can't tell, but if they meet an expert, they would inevitably cause trouble for themselves."

I turned my head to look at Mu Feng, meeting his deep eyes. This guy has been following me closely, and whenever I'm by his side alone with him, there will be endless words of love. A ghost is more like a kind of love than a person, and I'm not ashamed of it!

However, Daoist Elder Su's words are reasonable. When I stand with Mu Feng, it is indeed rather eye-catching.

I could only tell him with a bitter smile that when I drew Mu Feng's soul, it wasn't on purpose. It was because that brat had possessed the body of the other dead person whose soul had been drawn by me! Tricked me into drawing half a portrait of him.

After saying that, I glared at Mu Feng. However, not only was he not embarrassed in the slightest, he even smiled at me complacently.

When I was in college, the big golden hair that I had in the next dorm room was shaking my head!

Daoist Master Su stroked his beard and laughed. He asked me curiously, "No matter what happened before, you all have to go on the road together. Why don't you finish painting the remaining half of the Soul Statue for him?" "No wonder I discovered that his soul power has been gradually dissipating these past few days. So it turns out that you've only drawn half of his soul."

I was stunned for a moment before I said in a daze, "Back then when I drew his soul, it was also because he tricked me that I didn't want to draw his soul. I also didn't want to draw his soul, and he has already left for many years and doesn't have any personal belongings.

Sect Leader Su's expression gradually froze as he hesitantly said to me, "If that's the case, then that's not good. The soul portrait is incomplete and will cause his soul power to gradually dissipate with the passage of time! Let him become weaker and weaker. If he is unable to do so, I am afraid it will be troublesome for you all to resolve this situation. "

I was a little surprised. When Mu Feng and I came out of our house, we bumped into Taoist Su and directly went with him to Old Master Hong's house. These past few days, my mind was filled with the matter of the Ghost Infant.

Now that Taoist Su mentioned it, I also remember that grandpa left it for me. It was mentioned in the soul painting manual that if a ghost could be given a protective shell, it could hide from the world and capture ghosts.

However, if the soul statue wasn't complete, not only would it be unable to protect the soul, it would also speed up the rate at which the soul energy from the soul fragment would be drained.

So I'm not wrong, Mu Feng's soul power is indeed gradually flowing out. Furthermore, the rate at which it was being drained away was extremely fast. I frowned, as though this fellow didn't care at all. He grinned while looking at me.

I curled my lips. If I stay another two to three months, I'm afraid that this guy will lose his soul and won't be able to completely repair the remaining half of his Soul Statue!

Even though Mu Feng had mentioned something, I couldn't remember a single thing about the feelings and love between us in my previous life. However, I still haven't recovered the memories of my previous life, and I don't want to see his soul dissipate right now.

Thus, when Daoist Priest Su asked me to return with him to his monastery, I hesitated for half a minute before agreeing.

Dao Elder Su told me that if I was unable to repair the remaining half of Mu Feng's Soul Statue, I would have to look for another method. It would be best to find a spirit item that could protect the soul and use it as a resting place for Mu Feng.

As long as I bring the magic tool with me and Mu Feng hides it in my magic tool, he will be able to follow me around. Due to the protection of the magic tool, the speed at which his soul power is dissipating will also be slowed down by a lot.

In addition, the monastery where Daoist Master Su was at was not too far from this place. He took me to the station and bought me a ticket. The bus would arrive in half an hour, almost two hours' drive away.