Chapter 6 After abandoning the rebellious villain 6 What is Xiao Lingwu doing now?

When Feng Lingwu woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the morning. Fu Wei was sitting by the window, leaning his chin on his hand and looking at the tall buildings outside the glass window. Zhao Nan's face was dark and he was still sleeping.

Fu Wei heard the noise, turned to look at him, and pointed at the breakfast on the table: "Go wash up first, then eat something, I have something to tell you."

The breakfast consists of beans, ginger, eggs and buns, which are what Feng Lingwu likes.

Feng Lingwu took a bite of the bun and said, "Did you buy it yourself?"

Fu Wei: “Yeah.”

Although Fu Wei has been here for quite some time and never gets involved in household chores, it is still surprising that Fu Wei condescends to buy breakfast for herself personally. Unknowingly, this immortal has become tainted with the worldly air.

Feng Lingwu felt warm in his heart and brought the breakfast to Fu Wei: "Would you like to eat some too?"

Fu Wei pointed to the plastic bag beside the table, where there was a bun with a bite taken out of it. Fu Wei frowned and said, "I've tried it, and I don't like the taste. I like the buns you make."

Feng Lingwu laughed when he heard that, patting his chest and saying, "Of course, the buns I make are the most delicious in the world! As soon as I finish dealing with Zhao Nan's issue, I'll make you lots of delicious buns and a feast. I guarantee they'll all be your favorites."

He really shines brightly when there is a little sunshine. What a silly guy.

This stupid guy looks like this. What if he gets cheated by someone else?

Fu Wei: "Then I'll be waiting for your feast."

"Hmm." Feng Lingwu ate heartily. When he was almost done, he asked, "You said yesterday that you had something to ask of me. What was it?"

Fu Wei became serious and said with certainty: "What happened to Zhao Nan was not done by a female ghost."

"Zhao Nan became like that because someone used a forbidden technique. Using forbidden techniques requires something to act as a medium, and anything that acts as a medium must be surrounded by yin energy. I looked around the villa yesterday, and there was nothing wrong with it."

Feng Lingwu was puzzled: "What's going on?"

Fu Wei said, "I said that the villa has good feng shui, especially the peach tree in the yard, which just suppresses the negative energy. So I guess there is something hidden under the peach tree."

"So I hope you can go there in person, dig that thing out, and bring it to me."

Feng Lingwu: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Fu Wei nodded: "As for other things, I still need to verify them. I will tell you when I figure them out."

Feng Lingwu said: "Okay."

"Go ahead."

Feng Lingwu then left in a hurry.

…

When Zhao Nan woke up, it was already half past eight. He sat up from the bed in a daze and subconsciously looked around. Then he remembered that he was in the hospital: "Brother Shenxian..."

Fu Wei sat on the edge of Zhao Nan's bed, pushed his breakfast towards him, and said softly, "Eat something first."

Zhao Nan looked at the food in front of him, but didn't see Feng Lingwu. He was a little confused: "Why isn't Lingwu here?"

"He went back." After a pause, he added, "Back to your home."

Zhao Nan was puzzled: "Go back to my home? But am I not here?"

Fu Wei tapped the tabletop lightly, each tapping like a knock on the heartstrings. She said calmly, "You are here, but the female ghost is there. Since you're not here, I'll take this opportunity to clean up the unclean things in the villa. When you recover, you can return and live here without having to worry."

Zhao Nan's hand shook, and the egg in his hand fell onto the table with a "bang" and rolled onto the quilt.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to, I was a little distracted..."

"It's okay." Fu Wei pointed his finger, and the egg flew into his palm. He began to peel the eggshell. "The female ghost is actually not very strong. A fire talisman can trap her."

"So don't worry, Xiao Lingwu will be fine."

Zhao Nan's face was extremely pale, his eyelashes were trembling, and he didn't dare to look at Fu Wei at all. He seemed to be shaking all over.

Fu Wei: "You don't seem happy."

Zhao Nan forced a smile: "How could that be?"

The egg was peeled quickly. Holding the egg with the slightly pink fingertips felt like holding a piece of fine white jade.

"You're scared." Fu Wei handed the egg over and said softly, "Is it because you already knew that the female ghost is your mother? So you're afraid that the little Lingwu will come back this time to kill your mother?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air fell into dead silence. Zhao Nan, who had lowered his head, suddenly looked up at Fu Wei, but saw that Fu Wei was still looking at him gently.

Zhao Nan's lips moved, but his eyes were red and he couldn't say a word.

Fu Wei: "If that's the case, you don't have to be afraid."

Tears fell, Zhao Nan suppressed the sob in his voice: "What...what do you mean?"

Fu Wei: "I know that the person who killed you was not your mother. I let Feng Lingwu go back for other things. Your mother is safe and will be fine."

Zhao Nan: "Really?"

Fu Wei: "Really."

His tense body relaxed, and Zhao Nan said with gratitude, "Thank you..."

Fu Wei placed the egg in Zhao Nan's hand, patted his head comfortingly, and said softly, "Eat something first. After you finish eating, explain to me what happened."

"For example, what is your real purpose for letting us live in the villa?"

The egg in his hand was warm, his tears were warm, and Fu Wei's words were gentle, without a trace of blame. But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable Zhao Nan felt, and the more guilty he felt.

He finished the egg bite by bite, and Fu Wei pushed the soy milk to him. When Zhao Nan finally calmed down, Fu Wei said, "You can talk slowly. I'm listening."

Zhao Nan wiped her tears and said, "It's been a long time since anyone wanted to talk to me."

Fu Wei was stunned and rubbed his head: "Go ahead."

Zhao Nan wiped away her tears and said word by word, "My mother's death was not an accident. It must have been Zhao Lin and that woman who collaborated to kill her!"

Zhao Lin is Zhao Nan's father, and that woman is probably Zhao Nan's stepmother.

Fu Wei: "Why do you feel that way?"

Zhao Nan said: "My mother married down..."

Zhao Nan's mother He Fei fell in love with Zhao Lin at first sight. Despite her parents' opposition, she resolutely married Zhao Lin, a poor boy with no money. The villa at home was He Fei's dowry.

In fact, they had spent some happy time after marriage. Until He Fei's parents passed away one after another, He Fei lost her support and everything changed.

Zhao Lin began to punch and kick He Fei. He Fei couldn't believe that her gentle and considerate husband had become like this, and she became depressed due to repeated domestic violence.

He Fei was also miserable and unlucky. Because of a car accident, she was hit by a large truck and her legs were broken, becoming a disabled person.

But since He Fei became disabled, Zhao Lin seemed to have come to his senses and treated He Fei and Zhao Nan even better than before they got married.

They became a happy family again.

But no matter how beautiful the dream is, it will be shattered one day.

One day, Zhao Nan was not feeling well and returned home from school early. When he opened the door, he saw Zhao Lin hugging a woman and kissing her in a very ambiguous manner. She had even taken off most of her clothes.

There was chaos downstairs.

And his mother was taking a nap on the second floor.

Zhao Nan was about to explode, like a madman, punching and kicking Zhao Lin and the woman. In the chaos of the argument, he was pushed hard by the woman and his head hit the cabinet next to him. He was unconscious for half a month.

When he woke up, everything had changed.

His mother fell down the stairs in an accident and died on the spot.

And his father carried the woman into the house.

"I didn't even get to see my mom for the last time. All I have is a box of ashes!"

“Just a box of ashes.”

"I have nothing left. I have lost my car and my mother."

As Zhao Nan spoke, he began to sob softly again.

Fu Wei felt a little sorry for the child.

After being in a coma, when I finally woke up, my mother had turned into a box of ashes. How could I accept this?

Zhao Nan choked up and said, "My mother has always been very careful. How could she choose to go downstairs alone when no one was around? And then she fell down the stairs. It must have been Zhao Lin who did it."

"So I called the police, but they told me it was an accident."

"If it was really an accident, how could my mother become a ghost? How could she be trapped in the house, unable to escape?"

Fu Wei sighed deeply and whispered, "So from the beginning, you knew it wasn't your mother who harmed you, but you told me that there was a female ghost haunting you and wanted to kill you because you wanted me to help you find out the cause of your mother's death, right?"

"yes."

Fu Wei: "The photos that fell in the house, the sudden attack by the female ghost last night, and your injury. You did all this on purpose to arouse our suspicion, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Nan felt more and more guilty, and was even more afraid that Fu Wei would be angry and stop helping him. He begged, "I'm sorry, but I really have no other choice. I have been investigating this matter, but I am so stupid, so foolish, and so incompetent that I can't find anything."

"Not only could I not find out, but I didn't even know I was going to die until I met you. But I really couldn't bear to die like this. I wanted to take a gamble before I died. I wanted to know the real cause of my mother's death."

Fu Wei: "No wonder you suddenly changed your mind."

Zhao Nan grabbed Fu Wei's hand and apologized repeatedly, speaking incoherently, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide this from you. You can scold me all you want, even if I die, it doesn't matter. I only ask that you find out the cause of my mother's death."

"My mother was such a good person. Even as a ghost, she never hurt anyone. She would turn off the lights for me, remind me to go to school, wake me up, and remind me to put on more clothes when it gets cold. Even after she died, she was still thinking about me. I really can't let her die in vain."

"Don't worry, as long as you help me find out the truth, I will handle the rest myself. I will never trouble you again. I can give you this stone right now."

"Please help me, okay?" Zhao Nan said as he was about to take off the Qingling Stone from his neck.

How can one not be moved by every word?

If it wasn't for this self-destructive method, Fu Wei would be willing to help him.

Fu Wei looked down at him and refused the spirit stone. His clear, glassy eyes flickered, instantly seeing through Zhao Nan's heart. He said pointedly, "I'll help you find out the truth, and then what?"

"If it was really your father who did it, what would you do? Would you let a little kid like you fight them to death?"

Zhao Nan choked.

Because that's what he really thought.

But he really had no choice.

Although his mother turned into an evil ghost, she was in a daze and could not tell him the truth. She could not even leave the villa. How could she seek revenge? She could only stay by his side.

He hopes that his mother will always be with him, but he is even more unwilling to see his mother living in such pain. He wants to avenge his mother and watch her enter reincarnation without any worries.

Fu Wei looked at his wound again, and her tone was even less gentle: "Even last night, he didn't hesitate to hurt himself."

"Zhao Nan, how do you want me to help you?"

Zhao Nan was really panicked, tears streaming down the floor. He grabbed Fu Wei's sleeve and begged, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, I..."

"No need to say sorry." Fu Wei raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes.

Zhao Nan blinked and looked at him, like an unwanted stray dog.

Fu Wei said, "You haven't wronged anyone. You're just a child who wanted to protect your mother. You're so brave, and you deserve a good outcome. I'm not blaming you for hiding it from me. I just think that, no matter what, you shouldn't hurt yourself because of an adult's mistake."

At least it shouldn't be done in such an extreme, almost self-destructive way.

Not worth it.

Zhao Nan: "I..."

"Why don't you ask me for help?"

"I told you a long time ago that I would protect you, and this sentence has been valid from the beginning to the end."

Zhao Nan sniffed, forgetting all tears, and repeated Fu Wei's words: "Help?"

Fu Wei nodded. "Yes, it's asking for help, not begging. You have to believe that there are people in this world who are willing to help you. You have to come out of your cage and tell me what you need, instead of trapping yourself in this villa."

"People must live on hope, not hatred."

After his mother died, his father beat him and his stepmother insulted him. No one ever asked about his needs, let alone asked for help. He had to rely on himself.

But now Fu Wei told him that she could rely on him, which seemed like a dream.

Zhao Nan seemed to understand something, and he suppressed his inner excitement. His tone was no longer pleading, but a sincere request: "Brother Fu Wei, I'm asking you for help now, can you help me?"

Fu Wei nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I'll help you."

Zhao Nan: "Thank you."

Seeing how kind Fu Wei was to Zhao Nan, the system couldn't help but ask curiously: "Sir, he's just an NPC, an insignificant one at that. Why are you so kind to him?"

"Maybe he saw the shadow of Feng Lingwu in him." After the voice fell, Fu smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, what is Xiao Lingwu doing now?"