He Shimin was still wondering what the large, glowing cube in his hand was when she suddenly heard him say that, and instinctively retorted, "How is that possible?"
"You...you must have misread the name."
Feng Yanxiu hesitated for two seconds, then placed his phone on the table, gesturing for He Shimin to come and look at it herself.
He Shimin, holding the ghost doll, eagerly floated over and approached the screen. When she saw the lifelike portrait of the elderly Song Bohan on the phone, she froze for a few seconds.
Feng Jingcheng thought she was upset, so he carefully tried to comfort her, "Um, calm down, maybe they really searched for the wrong person..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw He Shimin back away with the ghost doll in her arms, looking disgusted: "So ugly."
"Why is Song Bohan so ugly now that he's old?"
Feng Jingcheng: "?"
Nanmanyuan: "?"
Feng Yanxiu: "?"
The three siblings all looked at the female ghost who was carrying a ghost doll and running to the bathroom to wash her eyes. They heard her muttering, "If I had known he would grow up to be so ugly, I should have chosen a more handsome one from among the scholars I was sponsoring."
"My dear Yan'er, you'd better take care of yourself from now on, or you'll become as ugly as your father, or your mother will throw you out!"
The little ghost doll replied earnestly in a childish voice, "I will, Mother."
"Wait, some scholars?" Nan Yuanman couldn't help but ask curiously, "Auntie, how many scholars did you sponsor back then?"
“Not many, maybe a hundred or two.” He Shimin’s voice came from afar: “After all, my parents left me such a large family business, so I have to be very careful about the other half I marry.”
"Investing in more people is never a bad idea."
"Little fairy, let me tell you, Song Bohan was so handsome when he was young. He was one of the most handsome among all the scholars. I don't know why he became so ugly when he got old. It's disrespectful to my eyes to even look at him."
One or two hundred? The most handsome?
Feng Jingcheng touched his face with a strange expression. It was only natural that the female ghost had taken a liking to him.
After all, he's the most handsome man in the entire Feng family!
Feng Yanxiu's expression was also somewhat indescribable.
Nan Yuanman touched her face: "When I get old, I'll definitely be the most beautiful little old lady."
"But aren't you sad at all? He married someone else!"
He Shimin shook her head: "What's there to be sad about? When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. It's normal for him to remarry after I'm gone."
"Besides, even if I don't die, I'll still divorce him after he becomes ugly. I can't accept an ugly man sleeping next to me."
She paused, then continued, "Exactly, no matter how I think about it now, I still don't think it was an accident that the boat broke down during the cruise back then."
He Shimin floated in front of Nan Yuanman, pursed her lips, and said shyly, "Little fairy, could you help me see if that old bastard Song Bohan has been reincarnated yet? Is he still in the underworld?"
Nan Yuanman took her birth date and time, cast a divination for her, and after glancing at the divination results, nodded and said, "Yes, he only received his reincarnation number in the last two years and is still in line down there!"
“Alright, then send me down there. I want to ask him myself if he was involved in my and my child’s deaths.” He Shimin said, “I’ll leave my burial items to the little fairy as payment.”
Nan Yuanman readily agreed. She wouldn't have to do anything, and she would gain merit after the ritual. Why not?
She skillfully rummaged through her belongings, stuffed the paper money into a small iron bucket, and burned it, summoning the underworld officials nearby.
After doing all that, she looked up and met He Shimin's hesitant expression.
Nan Yuanman blinked and asked her, "Is there anything else?"
"Um, after I go down there, could you burn a few more handsome men for me? I don't need many, just ten."
He Shimin coughed twice and said, "My child and I always need someone to take care of us down there..."
Feng Jingcheng's lips twitched. Were these ten handsome men taken care of for you or for the children?
Feng Yanxiu hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll burn it for you, I'll burn it for you every year."
"As expected of the man I've set my sights on, he's got it!" He Shi looked at Feng Yanxiu with a flutter in her eyelashes, her eyes sparkling: "Brother~ are you really not considering a ghost marriage with me?"
Feng Yanxiu's face stiffened: "No, thank you."
"Alright, alright, the underworld messengers are here, you should leave now!" Nan Yuanman said hurriedly as he watched the underworld messengers slowly appear behind He Shimin.
He Shimin glanced at Feng Yanxiu with a mournful look, then followed the underworld messengers, turning back every few steps as she entered the Gate of Hell.
Feng Yanxiu and Feng Jingcheng only felt a blur before their eyes, and the female ghost and ghost doll that were just in the room had disappeared without a trace.
Feng Yanxiu subconsciously looked around, then hesitated before turning to Nan Yuanman: "She...left?"
"I'm leaving." Nan Yuanman nodded. "But you and she did have some connection. She has no descendants now, so burn some offerings for her on the first and fifteenth of each lunar month."
"Besides the ten handsome men you promised, you should also burn paper money to accumulate good karma for you."
Feng Yanxiu didn't feel ashamed to ask a baby for help. He listened obediently to Nan Yuanman's instructions, nodding from time to time to show that he had remembered them.
After Nan Yuanman finished speaking, he coughed twice and silently took out a paper effigy of a man from his small satchel: "Um... Fifth Brother, I also sell paper effigies here. After they are burned in the underworld, they can be transformed into the shape that the owner likes according to her wishes."
"The price isn't expensive, ten yuan each, do you want one?"
Feng Yanxiu: "...Yes."
Give me ten.
"Alright!" Nan Yuanman happily took out Xiao Hong and began to pull the paper figures out of the coffin.
These paper figures were ones she caught when she dealt with the ghost bride in the mirror—a zero-cost deal that made her a fortune! Hehe!
The three siblings simply took it out and burned it on the spot, successfully triggering the fire alarm in Nan Yuanman's room, which attracted Feng Congqian, who was chatting with Feng Zining about work in the study.
Feng Jingcheng and Feng Yanxiu successfully obtained a mature version of stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, and then faced the wall in repentance with Nan Yuanman...
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At this time, He Shimin had already passed the final Golden Rooster Mountain and Evil Dog Ridge with the underworld messengers and successfully arrived at Fengdu City.
After Yama, the King of Hell, finished judging her merits and demerits in her previous life, the underworld officials took her to the main city where ghosts lived and instructed her: "You and your child still have thirty years of your lifespan in the underworld to go. You can only go and queue up to be reincarnated after your lifespan ends."
"During this time, remember not to do evil."
"I understand, thank you, sir," He Shimin said obediently, holding the child.
The underworld official coughed lightly and casually pointed to a huge building not far away, saying, "Oh, by the way, that's the Reincarnation Inn, a place for people waiting to be reincarnated. Don't go there unless you have to."
"If you have any enemies in the underworld, you can take them to Judge Cui first, and Judge Cui will give you a chance to take revenge."
After speaking, the underworld official nodded slightly to her, then turned and left.
He Shimin blinked, looked at the huge building, and decisively hugged the ghost doll and walked towards it: "Come on, I'll take you to find your father!"
At that time, inside the Reincarnation Inn.
A tall, handsome young man was helping a woman dressed in pink, who looked delicate and frail, walk slowly toward the inn.
The woman took a few steps, coughed lightly, and said weakly, "Brother Han, I've dragged you down. If it weren't for me, you'd probably be reincarnated by now..."
She lowered her eyes, her gaze dim: "You can... rekindle your relationship with my sister and Yan'er. It's all because of my health that I've held you back."
"Qingqing, you're overthinking things again." Song Bohan said with a pained expression, "My relationship with He Shimin ended when she died. How can there be any continuation of our past relationship?"
"But...we were the ones who wronged her when she was alive..."
Before Xue Ziqing could finish speaking, Song Bohan interrupted her: "It's clearly her who wronged us! If it weren't for, if it weren't for her using those dirty tricks, why would we have been separated for so many years?"
"Then tell me, what dirty tricks did I use on you?" A clear, crisp female voice rang out aggressively.
Before Song Bohan could react, his collar was grabbed forcefully, and he received two slaps across the face: "You ate and drank my food back then, saying you should repay my kindness with your body, and now you're accusing me of using dirty tricks?"
"Song Bohan, how come you're so capable?"
Song Bohan's expression changed drastically: "You... He Shimin?!"
He blurted out, "Weren't you already gone?!"
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