Although Ge Xia spoke sincerely, the suffering that Liu Huaigui had endured for many years due to Cholera could not be healed by a few words.
From the day that Liu Huaigui betrayed the ghost clan, he has been surviving alone in the ghost world, a cannibalistic place, being bullied and trampled upon.
Day after day, year after year, if Cang Yanlong had not brought him back to Wuyou Cave, he might have rotted in the ghost world.
In his opinion, he would rather die with Liu Huai Ghost than become a sinner in the ghost world.
Among those who died, there were his playmates and the aunt who gave him candy. He will remember the look in their eyes before they died for the rest of his life.
How could he bear it if she just said lightly that she must have her own difficulties and asked him to forget everything?
Cholera glared with red eyes, "You had your own reasons for abandoning us without a trace, and she had her own reasons for betraying the ghost tribe and leaving me alone. You all have your own reasons, but I have none, so I can be sacrificed at your will!"
"Luan Er..."
"Alas, cholera."
Su Man failed to stop Huoluan and was about to chase after him when Ge Xia stopped her, "No need, Miss."
Ge Xia looked at Huo Luan's back, his eyes filled with guilt. "Luan'er is right. No matter what, I feel sorry for him and Liu Huai. When they needed me the most, I failed to protect them. When the master needed me, I failed to serve him. My life has truly been...useless."
"Senior Ge Xia..."
"Leave me alone for a while."
For Ge Xia at this moment, words of comfort were too shallow. The one he followed had become history, and the one he protected had left him. At least Cholera was left, but he still harbored resentment towards him.
He was tortured inside the bronze tripod for a hundred years and survived until now by sheer courage, but in the end, he was still one step too late.
Su Man frowned and looked at Ge Xia, feeling uneasy.
Perhaps the faith that had sustained him was gone, and his soul was beginning to disintegrate. If he couldn't find his body, he was afraid his end would be near.
We have to think of a way.
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Su Man wanted to find Cholera to discuss countermeasures, but she looked around and didn't see Cholera.
Fortunately, there was a dark bond between the two, and Su Man quickly found him in a dead end.
Cholera was leaning against the wall alone, his hair covering his eyes, and he was as motionless as a clay sculpture or wooden carving.
Suman looked around and found that this was the place she had seen in her cholera dream.
"I've been living here since my mother left."
Cholera pointed to the corner of the alley. "Back then, there were a few wooden barrels here. I slept in them at night, holding the food I picked up."
Su Man let out a long sigh, "Those days must have been very difficult."
"Um."
Cholera nodded. "But what makes me even more uncomfortable is their hateful looks. I'm the child of a traitor, and no one wants to talk to me."
He paused, "But that's true. If my family were killed, I would hate it too."
"Cholera, I know you've had a hard time. Your parents have shouldered so much, and even though they're reluctant, they have to make a choice. If it were you, and Uncle Jiaolong was taken away by the Celestial Clan when you already have a wife and children, would you abandon him?"
Cholera was stunned for a moment, then said sullenly, "I, I will save Uncle Jiaolong too. He saved my life, brought me out of that place, and gave me a home. If I can't save him, I won't be able to live on."
"Yes, in one's lifetime, the debts owed and the debts incurred by others are countless, and who can truly calculate them?"
Seeing that Cholera's expression had softened, Su Man continued, "Just like now you blame Senior Ge Xia for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a father, but if his soul could not hold on and disappeared, I'm sure you would regret not being with him in his final moments."
"What did you say? My father's soul can't hold on any longer?"
Cholera jumped up from the ground and asked, "What happened to my father?"
Looking at his expression, he had completely forgotten his previous complaint against Ge Xia.
Originally, there was no deep hatred between the father and son. It was just that they were wronged outside and wanted to make a fuss when they saw the adults to vent the grievances that they had nowhere to vent before.
When he heard that his father was in trouble, Cholera no longer cared about being angry. He grabbed Su Man's shoulders and shook them violently.
"Speak up, speak up!"
"That's right..."
"Hurry up and tell me, I'm so anxious."
Su Man slapped Cholera's hand away and said, "Just listen to me!"
"oh."
“…”
After a moment, Cholera realized the seriousness of the problem and sweat broke out on his forehead. He scratched his head and stamped his feet, "What should I do? The ghost tribe is so big, finding a corpse is like looking for a needle in a haystack. What should I do?"
Su Man comforted him, "I'm just saying that Senior Ge Xia's soul is showing signs of disintegrating. Don't worry, as long as we look for it together, we'll definitely find it soon."
Cholera scratched the back of his head irritably, ruffling his already loose hair into a mess. "It's not that easy. I've been looking for it ever since you told me, but I still don't have a clue."
He talked for a long time, but Su Man didn't respond. Cholera felt a little strange. When he looked up, he found that Su Man was facing away from him and was doing something unknown.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Su Man pointed to the pile of junk in the corner of the alley and said, "I think I found your father."
"ha?"
Su Man waved her hand casually, and the debris was moved away by the black mist. A blackened corpse was lying underneath. The clothes on its body were so dirty that the color could not be seen, but the style was exactly the same as the ones worn by Ge Xia.
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