He was about to move closer, but Yunman pushed him away again and pointed to the location of the lamp.
Yin Hong thought Yun Man was just embarrassed and said jokingly, "Okay, okay, let's blow out the lights first and then do it."
But as soon as he turned around, he felt a pain at the back of his head, and then he fainted on the ground, unconscious.
...
In the meditation room of King Chai next door, King Chai was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Wisps of white smoke floated out of the incense burner and filled the air, emitting a strange fragrance.
"Yin Lang..."
“…”
"Yin Lang..."
Chai Wang woke up slowly. His vision was blurry and he could only see a hazy shadow beside the bed. "Who?"
"Yin Lang..."
Hearing this familiar name, Chai Wang woke up instantly. He wanted to get up but couldn't move. He asked anxiously, "Aning, is that you?"
The voice was vague and ethereal, "Yin Lang, I miss you so much."
Chai Wang felt a pang of sadness in his heart, "Aning, Aning, why did you leave so early?"
"Yin Lang, don't be sad, you still have our son to accompany you."
"Son? Didn't your son go with you?"
"He's still here, he's in this temple... Yin Lang, you have to find him and ask him to accompany you instead of me..."
Hearing the voice getting weaker and weaker, Chai Wang became very anxious, but he could not move at all. He could only shout anxiously, "Aning, don't leave. Tell me quickly, what is our son's name, Aning!"
King Chai wanted to get up, but he couldn't move at all. He was too excited and his blood was boiling. As he inhaled more and more incense, he finally fell into a coma.
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