The top metaphysical expert Sheng Wanwan died after being struck by her master's lightning tribulation. She transmigrated into the body of a baby, becoming the legitimate daughter of the Zhengu...
After bringing Sheng Wenjin's soul out of the underworld, Sheng Wanwan took his physical body out of the space and placed it on the bed.
Then he drew a soul-gathering spell to gather his human soul and seven spirits, and finally sealed the two souls and seven spirits in Sheng Wenjin's body. Only then did Sheng Wenjin slowly open his eyes.
Earthly souls are not as powerful as celestial souls. A single celestial soul is enough to support the physical body, but a single earthly soul cannot.
When Sheng Wenjin opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying in his own room. Everything around him was familiar, but it also felt like a different world.
He slowly stood up and looked around at the furnishings in the room.
Except for a new portrait on the wall, everything in the room was arranged exactly as it was before his 'death'.
Sheng Wenjin walked slowly to the portrait, his gaze fixed on the woman in the painting.
This portrait perfectly captures the woman's exquisite beauty.
Her long, jet-black hair was like a waterfall cascading down a mountain, each strand smooth and shimmering with a natural sheen.
Her dress was light and flowing, as if gently surrounded by clouds and mist, exuding an ethereal aura untouched by worldly dust. Her figure was graceful and elegant, as if she might transform into a gust of wind at any moment and fly back to that distant heavenly realm.
Sheng Wenjin stared intently at the portrait, deeply attracted by the aloof and elegant aura emanating from the woman in the painting.
He was filled with confusion: Who was this mysterious woman? Why was her portrait in his house?
Although he couldn't find the answer yet, he could vaguely sense that there seemed to be some indescribable, profound connection between him and this woman. This connection caused his heart to clench with pain the moment he saw her portrait.
"Who is this woman? And who hung this portrait here?" Sheng Wenjin asked, gently stroking the face in the portrait.
"Oh, this is Sister Si Rouxue! Your story is all in this box. Big brother, wait until you've read all this before you go see her! Otherwise, I'm afraid you might dislike Sister Si Rouxue and do something to hurt her!"
And this portrait is one you hung here yourself! You even painted it by yourself!
To be precise, it was your celestial soul that painted it and hung it here!
This is something that can't be explained in a short time. Please read the letter first. If you have any doubts after reading it, then come back to me.
I'm going to find my mother and let her know I'm safe!
Sheng Wanwan handed Sheng Wenjin a wooden box and then strode off to find the Chu family.
The flow of time in the underworld is different from that in the outside world. Sheng Wanwan has been in the underworld for several days, but only a few hours have passed in the human world. It is only dawn now.
Seeing Sheng Wanwan toddle in with her short legs, Madam Chu quickly lifted her onto the table and served her a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup. Only then did she ask:
"You're back so soon? How did it go?"
“Wanwan has found my elder brother’s earth soul, and he has regained consciousness. He is currently reading the letter left by his heaven soul. If Mother wants to see my elder brother, please do so in a little while. Let him finish reading the letter and process its contents first.”
Sheng Wanwan scooped up a spoonful of lotus seed soup and said as she ate,
"Okay! I'll go see your older brother later! Wanwan, are you hungry? Eat slowly, Mommy will make you some fried chicken legs as a treat!"
Chu said with a smile that ever since she learned that Sheng Wanwan liked fried chicken legs, Chu had started to learn how to make them seriously, and now her fried chicken was no different from the ones in KFC.
Sheng Wanwan's eyes lit up after hearing this. She had been so busy lately that she hadn't had fried chicken in a long time!
"Okay! Mom! Hurry up, Wanwan loves Mom's fried chicken the most!"
Sheng Wanwan happily urged Chu Shi.
"Alright, Mother will be right back!" Madam Chu patted her head and then turned to leave.
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As Sheng Wenjin read the letter left by Tianhun, his emotions were stirred and he could not calm down for a long time.
It turns out that during the time he was gone, his spirit was here accompanying his family. No wonder his mother never sent him paper money; it turns out he hadn't died in this world at all.
It turns out that the woman in the painting was his lover in a past life. In that life, she lost her soul while saving him, which is why she is now mentally impaired!
It turns out that he still cannot be considered a complete person, because his Heavenly Soul has entered the Void World to search for the woman's soul. Only when his Heavenly Soul returns and all three souls are reunited can he be considered a truly living person again.
Sheng Wenjin read the letter Tianhun wrote to him for a long time before putting it away.
He slowly stood up and asked the servant about the residence of the woman in the painting.
The servant gave his young master a strange look before leading him to Si Rouxue's room.
Si Rouxue was sitting at a small table, being fed by a maid. When she heard footsteps, she turned her head blankly and glanced at Sheng Wenjin, giving him a silly smile before turning back to eat obediently.
When Sheng Wenjin saw Si Rouxue like this, and thought about the story in the letter, his heart ached.
He walked to Si Rouxue's side, took the bowl from the maid's hand, and gestured for the maid to leave.
The young maidservant curtsied to Sheng Wenjin, then bowed respectfully and withdrew.
Sheng Wenjin held the spoon to Si Rouxue's lips and said gently, "Open your mouth!"
Si Rouxue looked up at Sheng Wenjin, then looked down at the food in her bowl, opened her small mouth, put the spoon in, and then obediently chewed and swallowed.
Seeing that she had swallowed the food, Sheng Wenjin scooped up another spoonful and fed it to her.
Si Rouxue mechanically opened her small mouth again and ate the food from the spoon.
And so, Sheng Wenjin silently fed her a bowl of rice. During this time, Si Rouxue didn't say a word, only occasionally giving Sheng Wenjin a silly smile.
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