After Yue Yaxin was taken back to the Feng family villa by Nan Yuanman, she only met her three sons once and helped them clear up their misunderstanding of Feng Congqian.
For most of the rest of the time, she either slept in the small coffin or went to the cemetery to look for Feng Junhao's soul.
Yue Yaxin initially thought that Feng Junhao's soul would linger in the cemetery like hers, but after she went to check, she found that the cemetery was very clean and there was no trace of Feng Junhao's soul.
At first, she and Nan Yuanman both thought that Feng Junhao had gone to be reincarnated, and planned to send Yue Yaxin to the underworld after they finished their busy work.
Just now, as a ghost, she had a rare 'dream' of Feng Junhao while she was asleep!
Yue Yaxin clutched her chest, her ghostly aura surging violently and erratically. She spoke rapidly but clearly, "I saw him standing in a pure white space with his eyes closed, his body wrapped in white talismans, which seemed to be suppressing him."
"He was in great pain, and he was pleading with me for help."
Nan Yuanman was stunned. Ghosts can't dream, unless the scene Yue Yaxin saw while she was asleep wasn't a dream, but a real scene that Feng Junhao showed her.
Yue Yaxin gripped Nan Yuanman's wrist tightly, her hands trembling, as if a dying person were clutching at a last straw: "Yuanman, I can confirm that your uncle didn't go to the underworld! He's still in the human world! Can you help me find out where he is? I need to go find him!"
Yue Yaxin and Feng Junhao were in a free-love relationship and had a deep affection for each other. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to the cemetery to find Feng Junhao and wanted to go to the underworld with him.
Now that she suddenly learned that he hadn't gone to the underworld yet, and was very likely still in the mortal world, or even in imminent danger, she couldn't sit still any longer.
Nan Yuanman was also stunned; she had never heard of someone who could dream after becoming a ghost.
However, precisely because of this, she did not doubt Yue Yaxin's words. She gently grasped Yue Yaxin's cold hand and softly comforted her, "Aunt, don't worry, I'll help you calculate and tell me Uncle's birth date and time."
When the Feng family saw Nan Yuanman suddenly freeze and then suddenly grasp a ball of air and speak to it, they instantly realized that Yue Yaxin had come out.
Feng Jingcheng's crooked sitting posture instantly straightened up, and he tentatively called out to the air in front of Nan Yuanman, "Mom?"
Nan Yuanman realized what was happening, patted his forehead, and pulled out a talisman to light.
The space distorted slightly, and Yue Yaxin's pale and ethereal figure slowly appeared in the Feng family's sight.
Feng Yanxiu sat up straight instantly, staring intently at Yue Yaxin, and softly called her, "Mom."
Feng Yuli subconsciously glanced around the living room, feeling fortunate that he had told the servants to rest when he returned; otherwise, the sudden appearance of a figure would have frightened many people.
Feng Congqian keenly extracted important information from Nan Yuanman's words. His heart sank slightly, and he asked, "Sister-in-law, has something happened to my brother?"
Before asking that question, Feng Congqian inevitably thought of the culprit who had caused his three-year coma—
Xie Qingya.
His biological mother.
However, given how much she cherishes Feng Junhao, she probably wouldn't let him get into danger, right?
The panic on Yue Yaxin's face had not yet faded. She gently shook her head: "I don't know either, but I don't know why I feel very uneasy right now."
She looked at Nan Yuanman with longing eyes and told her Feng Junhao's birth date and time.
Nan Yuanman took a wisp of soul essence from Yue Yaxin and placed it on a copper coin to begin divination.
Generally speaking, after a person dies and becomes a ghost, only the underworld officials can track their whereabouts; Yin-Yang masters and Taoist sorcerers cannot predict their location.
However, Nan Yuanman is no ordinary person. Her profession as a coffin maker involves traveling between the realms of Yin and Yang. Not to mention, she also has Yue Yaxin by her side, someone who once had a lifelong romance with Feng Junhao.
Yue Yaxin's soul essence and Feng Junhao's birth date and time can help her divination the whereabouts of ghosts.
All eyes in the hall were on the small tea table where Nan Yuanmu divined. Feng Jingcheng held his breath nervously and subconsciously pinched his thigh, trying to relieve his tense emotions through pain.
Surprisingly, I didn't feel any pain in my leg.
Feng Jingcheng wondered to himself, "Could it be that I'm not strong enough?" He increased his strength.
Sitting next to him, Feng Yanxiu held back for a while, but couldn't help slapping his hand away, gritting his teeth and whispering, "You fucking pinched my leg!"
Feng Jingcheng: "...I'm sorry!"
This interruption eased the tense and solemn atmosphere somewhat, and the hexagram of the Southern Perfection gradually appeared.
Nan Yuanman looked at the divination result and let out a soft "hmm".
Yue Yaxin clenched her hands and couldn't help but ask, "Perfect, what does the divination mean?"
Nan Yuanman: "The divination shows that my uncle is in a place near water in the east, which is extremely far away from us. In addition, there is a wife/wealth element in the divination, which represents women. This means that there is someone he missed in his previous life by his side, and he is currently with that person."
“His current condition is indeed not good. His soul is bound and is gradually weakening. If he does not go to the underworld, his soul will dissipate in less than a hundred days.”
Yue Yaxin listened, her face completely blank.
Feng Yuli, Feng Xingchi, and Feng Langqing exchanged a glance with Feng Congqian, and the three of them said in unison, "Could that woman be Xie Qingya?"
Upon suddenly hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name, Yue Yaxin was momentarily stunned before realizing what was happening. Her eyes slowly widened: "You...you mean to say that Grandma...no, Xie Qingya took Junhao's soul away?"
But isn't Xie Qingya an ordinary person?!
How could she possibly have the ability to take Junhao away?
Feng Langqing seemed to have seen through Yue Yaxin's question. He sneered and said, "Our good grandmother is no ordinary person."
“She is the culprit who caused my father to fall into a coma for three years. If it weren’t for Master Xuanqingzi pointing the way and my elder brother taking my father to S City to meet Yuanman, my father might still be in a coma now.”
Feng Xingchi nodded in agreement: "She is indeed not an ordinary person. Ordinary people cannot escape my tracking."
Feng Xingchi is in charge of the Feng family's clandestine intelligence network, which has grown to the point where it now covers almost the entire globe.
But even under this tight surveillance, Xie Qingya vanished into thin air.
There hasn't been a single word back yet.
Feng Zining had vaguely heard about these things, but before Feng Congqian woke up, he was so busy that he didn't pay much attention to this grandmother who wasn't very close to him.
Feng Jingcheng and Feng Yanxiu had absolutely no idea what they were saying.
Feng Jingcheng looked at this person and that person: "Wait a minute, what do you mean? My dad's ghost was taken away by my grandma?"
Is this correct?
Wasn't his grandmother a frail and helpless old woman confined to a nursing home?
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