Metaphysics + Instance Stories + Cultivation + Abusive Scum. On her wedding night, when Lin Qingyue was strangled to death by her deranged sister-in-law, her husband was enjoying a romantic night u...
Chapter 133 Disaster
The bench was long and could seat two people. Lin Qingyue sat on one side and turned to look at the other side, but it was empty.
"There is no ghost. I didn't see any." Lin Qingyue said truthfully.
Mother Sun couldn't help but speak up: "That's right, there's nothing! I said this child was hysterical, otherwise why can he see it when others can't? Lord Lin, our family is really fine. You are busy with official duties and won't delay. Please go back!"
Sun Dabao said, "Mother, how can we let Master Lin leave when things are still so uncertain? Besides, if my grandfather is not at peace with himself or has any unfulfilled wishes, we, as the head of the family, must help him."
"When a person dies, it's like a light going out. What last wishes can they have? All you do all day long is to have wild thoughts. The people at the Xuanjing Division say there are no ghosts, so that's it. Don't waste Lord Lin's time!"
Sun Dabao said, "How could there not be? I really saw my grandfather. He was wearing a gray long gown, the same one he wore when he was buried. Now, my grandfather stood up again. He pushed open the door of the woodshed and walked in. He walked out again and went to the kitchen, as if looking for something to eat."
He described it vividly, but Lin Qingyue still couldn't see anything.
However, with her eyesight, if there was a ghost, she would not be able to miss it.
Could it be that the problem lies with Sun Dabao?
But looking at Sun Dabao's expression, he didn't seem to be lying.
Lin Qingyue raised her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her again.
Sun Dabao is a handsome 17-year-old boy. His father died young, so he grew up with his mother and grandfather.
My grandfather, who passed away, was called Sun Yougen. He made a living selling wontons. He was an honest man, never quarreled with others, and was always smiling.
The old man has a very harmonious relationship with his family. Although his son died early, the family lives a good life because the old man is hardworking and has good skills.
"Were you by your side when your grandfather passed away?" Lin Qingyue asked Sun Dabao.
Sun Dabao nodded. "I've been fatherless since I was little. My grandfather worked hard to raise me. After he fell and injured himself, he left the wonton stall to me. He himself lay in bed every day, and his condition got worse day by day. Over time, sores appeared on his back. He really suffered a lot!"
"A few days before his death, he couldn't eat or drink anything and fell into a complete coma. My mother and I knew he might not make it, so we stayed by his bedside those nights."
"That last night, I was next to Grandpa..."
In the second half of the night, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his lips trembling, as if he wanted to say something.
So, Sun Dabao came over and said, "Grandpa, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? If so, please tell me."
The old man made a "ho ho" sound from his throat, and it was unclear what he said.
"Grandpa, you..." Sun Dabao wanted to say something else, but at this moment, the old man took his last breath before he died, and it happened to spray on his grandson's face.
It was a smell of decay and death, and Sun Dabao felt very uncomfortable when it sprayed on his face.
But because his grandfather had just died, he was just sad and didn't care too much.
The next day, he felt very weak and even walked with difficulty.
He thought it was because he hadn't slept well in the past few days, so he didn't take it seriously and was still taking care of his grandfather's funeral. Until the evening, he suddenly fainted.
Then he slept for two days before waking up, and almost scared his mother to death.
After Sun Dabao woke up, he was listless for two days, but then he gradually recovered. However, he could still see his deceased grandfather wandering around the house every day.
"That's what happened," Sun Dabao said. "I've always wondered if my grandfather's final wish wasn't spoken out loud, which is why he died restlessly and his spirit returned."
Lin Qingyue shook her head: "I said, that is not his soul, and his soul has not returned."
"So what is going on?" Sun Dabao asked.
"It's a disaster."
"What is evil spirit?" It was Sun's mother who asked the question.
Lin Qingyue patiently explained, "Yang Qi is the last breath a person exhales before dying, carrying with it the turbid energy of the deceased. If a person has unfulfilled wishes at the time of death, then the Yang Qi will also be mixed with bad luck."
"If this evil spirit were to be absorbed by a living person, it would affect their health and fortune. That's why your body suddenly became weak after your grandfather passed away."
"Especially when you asked him about his wish at the end, he didn't even have the chance to say it. The turbid and dark evil spirit will have a great impact on your body. Although you feel healthy now, your luck is weakening day by day."
"As for the images you saw, they were actually hallucinations caused by his evil spirit in your subconscious."
"Your grandfather's spirit should be gone. Perhaps the person you asked to help him to be reborn has already done so. However, helping the deceased's spirit to be reborn didn't dispel your evil spirit, so the influence on you is still there."
Sun Dabao also felt that his luck had been terrible recently. The day before yesterday, he was setting up a stall selling wontons, but his basket broke halfway through, and all the wontons he had wrapped were spilled.
Yesterday I went shopping with a bunch of money, but I met a thief on the way and got robbed.
I even fell flat on my face on the way back.
Sun's mother was originally dismissive of the matter and even repeatedly asked Lin Qingyue to leave.
At this moment, hearing that her son's health and fortune were affected, she immediately became anxious: "Then what should I do? Oh, that old thing is really annoying. Even after he's dead, he still wants to bring disaster to his descendants!"
Lin Qingyue said, "Since the old man has unfulfilled wishes, it's best to find a way to resolve them. Although his spirit is no longer with us, if he still has any obsessions, they will affect his family in some way. It's a pity that his spirit is no longer with us, otherwise we could ask him about it."
Mother Sun wiped her tears and said, "That old man is dead now. Who knows what other wishes he had left behind."
Lin Qingyue looked at Sun's mother: This woman is only in her thirties. Although her hands and feet are rough, she still looks charming.
Unlike Sun Dabao, she didn't show much emotion when she mentioned the old man. Even the sadness in her eyes seemed a bit disguised.
Could it be related to her?
Lin Qingyue asked in a serious tone, "Think carefully, did he have any regrets in his life?"
"Then how would I know..." Mother Sun paused, her eyes evading for a moment.
Lin Qingyue said, "This is about your son, so it's best not to hide it."
Sun Dabao tugged at his mother's arm and said, "Mom, do you know something? Tell me now! Please fulfill Grandpa's wish as soon as possible so he can be reincarnated peacefully. I don't want to be affected by any evil spirits anymore!"
After hesitating for a long time, Sun's mother walked over and closed the gate before she began to tell an unknown story from the past.