Chapter 31 Upon hearing this, Lu Hun lowered his head and stared blankly…
Upon hearing this, Lu Hun lowered his head and glanced at his hand. The handkerchief was moon-white, but it had turned slightly black after being stained with his blood.
"I promised to bring you food last time, but something came up and I had to send it to you at dawn," Wei Yin explained.
Lu Hun gave a blank "Mmm" and said, "It's nothing."
Wei Yin didn't say anything more. He wasn't one to say much, and just stared at the ground, seemingly looking at something. After a while, Wei Yin finally remembered the letter A Yu had written and broke the silence.
Upon hearing this, Lu Hun put down his pen and slowly said, "A Lang is dead and cannot be brought back to life. Becoming a ghost requires a special opportunity, and A Lang does not have that opportunity."
"Is there no other way?" Wei Yin asked.
Lu Hun hesitated for a moment before saying, "After I became a ghost, I read in an ancient book that if I could meet Wei, there might still be a chance, but no ghost has ever seen Wei."
That's going to be difficult.
"Have something to eat first." Wei Yin pointed to something: "Was the food the maid brought you earlier good?"
Lu Hun nodded, placed the food and drink before him, and was about to eat when he suddenly noticed Wei Yin staring at him intently, her chin propped up on her hand. He was taken aback, not understanding what she meant. He frowned thoughtfully and continued to serve the food.
Instead of using chopsticks to pick up the food like a normal person, he simply closed his eyes and smelled each dish for a while.
The same applies to wine.
Wei Yin waited until he had eaten some before leaning forward and saying, "So this is how you eat."
Lu Hun glanced at her indifferently and ignored her. Wei Yin was close by at this moment, and he quickly noticed something, his brows furrowing deeply: "Why do you have a trace of evil aura on you today?"
"Nemesis?" Wei Yin sniffed herself and didn't smell anything, but she quickly recalled: "It might be because I ran into Elder Pei before I came here."
She told him about Elder Pei.
Lu Hun examined him for a while, then said solemnly, "Old Pei's aura is very strong. The things in that old house are probably very powerful. I'll go with you tomorrow."
Wei Yin is gone.
Lu Hun stared blankly at the food and wine on the table. He pursed his lips tightly. He knew that he had a strange personality all over him, so she either liked to stare at him and smile or stare at him.
But he's been used to it since he was a child.
Lu Hun looked down and saw that the handkerchief was being stained more and more with black blood. He immediately realized what was happening, took the handkerchief off, and took it to the basin to wash it. It took him a while to wash it clean. He looked at the handkerchief that was finally clean and drying on the pen rack.
He relaxed his brows slightly.
Afterwards, Lu Hun put on his large cloak and walked outside, unknowingly wandering to the mourning hall in the front yard.
At this hour, most of the servants had gone to rest, with only a few on night duty hiding away to gamble and pass the time.
Nobody noticed him.
The lights inside the mourning hall illuminated a corner where someone was wiping away leaf cards.
He recognized the voices as those of Wei Yin, Chen Xuanhua, He Wenqing, and others.
Wei Yin was bad at cards and kept losing, so she blamed He Wenqing.
He Wenqing became even more smug, and then ate several more of her cards. He even deliberately kept all the cards that she had asked for throughout the game in his hand until the game was over, and then smiled and showed them to her.
Lu Hun used to play leaf cards with his grandmother and was always quite good at it, but he had never played with anyone else.
When he was a child at Wei Family School, someone would invite him to play games. However, Lu Mingli's unpredictable temper made him unsure how to respond. He would always ponder for a long time. Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, the others assumed that he was unwilling and gradually stopped inviting him. As a result, Lu Hun could only follow behind them and watch, not daring to make a sound even if he wanted to play with them.
As he grew up, he stopped thinking about it and instead got used to being alone.
Lu Hun thought that if he went in now and played cards with Wei Yin and the others, he would definitely not tease her like this. He would give her whatever cards she wanted.
But.
Lu Hun suddenly noticed the black wound on his hand.
Things I didn't have the courage to do before, I can't do now.
Lu Hun stood woodenly in the wind, his cloak rustling in the breeze. He watched Wei Yin and the others play for a dozen rounds before turning around.
When Wei Yin was playing her first card, she vaguely glimpsed a tall, thin figure that looked like Lu Hun standing in the corner of the wall outside the mourning hall. He looked very forlorn, but she didn't have time to look closely. By the time she finished drawing her cards and looked again, he had already disappeared.
She thought she was probably seeing things.
Lu Hun should be resting in his room right now.
As dawn approached, Chen Xuanhua returned to her room to wash up. One of her maids helped her remove her hair, and the two began to talk. As they talked, the maid asked, "Madam, have you ever met the young mistress's cousin?"
"My sister's cousin?" Chen Xuanhua was taken aback. "Why are you bringing him up?"
"Madam, I think this young mistress's cousin is really strange." The maid whispered, "He has been living in the mansion for so many days, and I have never even seen his face. Once I saw him, he was holding an umbrella and standing outside his courtyard in a gloomy mood. It was broad daylight and it wasn't raining, yet he was holding an umbrella at home. It's very strange."
"What are you saying?" Chen Xuanhua said unhappily, "Sister, your cousin is a bit quiet and withdrawn, isn't he? Is that all you're saying?"
"Speaking of which," the maid continued, "I heard from people at the back gate a couple of days ago that the young mistress and her cousin went out together twice. Although they are distant cousins, they are quite close..."
Chen Xuanhua immediately scolded, "Don't say that again, or Mother will hear you and really think something's wrong with my sister."
The maid paused, then mustered her courage and spoke up: "Madam, this isn't something I made up. I heard that the master plans to give the child to the young mistress to raise once you have a child. You should think about your own future, just in case..."
"Nonsense!" Chen Xuanhua shouted sharply, "If this happens again, I will have my mother kick you out of the mansion."
The next day, Wei Yin was to accompany He Wenqing to his funeral.
He Wenqing wanted to ride in the same car as Madam He.
Wei Yin rode in a car all by herself, so she simply asked someone to invite Lu Hun to sit with her.
When the maid brought Lu Hun over, he didn't use an umbrella. He covered his head and body completely with his large black cloak. His eyebrows and eyes looked a little more gloomy than last night, and his lips were slightly pursed. After getting into the carriage, he lowered his eyes to look at the pattern of the clothes inside.
Wei Yin asked him, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Hun shook his head.
Wei Yin didn't press the matter further.
The funeral arrangements took all day, and by evening, no one wanted to rush back to the manor, so they stayed at a nearby estate. He Wenqing, however, did not want to share a room with so many people, so he sent someone to invite Wei Yin to stay overnight at Qinggeng Mountain, which was not far away and was the residence of his former teacher, Pei Lao. He also wanted to catch up with his teacher along the way.
Since they were going to see Elder Pei, Wei Yin naturally took Lu Hun with her.
He Wenqing was slightly taken aback when he saw her coming with Lu Hun, but because Lu Hun was there, he didn't say anything to her and could only go over with her.
Wei Yin soon noticed that the vegetation on Qinggeng Mountain was much more barren than in other places, and there was almost no population.
We've arrived at Elder Pei's residence at the foot of Qinggeng Mountain.
This was an old house from a previous dynasty, completely different from the current houses. It was very large and deep, almost the size of two streets, and there seemed to be an extremely wide and long garden at the back.
I heard that this house was originally the ancestral home of a century-old prominent family named Wen. It is said that when the Wen family was alive, they were a truly distinguished family with a rich heritage, producing many famous ministers and generals. Their family rules were strict, and no matter how the court changed, the Wen family always handled things with ease. Even their children were sought after by princes and nobles for marriage alliances. The He family was nothing compared to the Wen family. However, the last generation of the Wen family all died mysteriously and violently overnight, eighty or ninety years ago.
He Wenqing first led his entourage to deliver the invitation.
Lu Hun stopped in front of the house and whispered to Wei Yin, "Looking at the plants and houses around here, I feel that there are at least some spirits, but strangely, I can't sense anything in this house."
Wei Yin was startled.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back.
It felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at her from inside the old house.
She turned around sharply, but could see nothing but the old house standing quietly in the night.
Little did they know that at the same time, in a quaint study in the house, beneath a huge garden landscape painting, stood a centenarian holding a large brush, dipping it in ink and writing calligraphy on a large table. The old man was none other than Elder Pei.
A humanoid figure shrouded in black mist suddenly flew in through the window, accompanied by the clear and urgent voice of a young man in his twenties or thirties.
“A child suddenly came in outside, and her features look so much like hers. Let her in quickly, I need to see her.”
"The He family's funeral procession will pass through Qinggeng Mountain today, so it must be Wenqing's daughter. I remember that child does look somewhat like her." Old Man Pei didn't look up, but his tone changed: "But Wenxuan, that's definitely not her. Don't make things up."
"You've seen that child before?" The man named Wenxuan was stunned. After a moment, he seemed to have taken Pei Lao's words to heart. He turned his back and said hesitantly, "I know it's not her, but her features are so similar. I... I just want to see her."
Old Master Pei put down his pen. "What good will it do to read it? Wenxuan, she died eighty years ago, don't you remember? It was your weakness that harmed her and yourself."
The man named Wenxuan remained silent for a long while.
His entire body was made up of a cloud of black mist, but even so, his slender figure was still visible, suggesting that he must have been extremely handsome in life.
Old Pei stared at him for a while, then walked over and gently patted his shoulder, which was covered in a cloud of black energy. "Wenxuan, that child only resembles her in the eyes and eyebrows, but their personalities are completely different. If it were her back then, she might not have ended up like this today. Why did you do that?"
“I know.” Wenxuan seemed to be looking up, but all he saw was a cloud of black mist. “But do you think it’s possible that she was reincarnated as this child?”
Old Pei laughed, “Wenxuan, you should know that people can’t be reincarnated except by chance. Even if a ghost is a ghost, once its soul is destroyed, it will completely disappear. Even if it becomes a tiny thing, it will gradually become invisible and eventually disappear into the whole world.”
Wenxuan was stunned.
Seeing him like this, Old Master Pei couldn't bear it and sighed, "Well, since that's the case, I'll have someone invite them in. You can see the child, but don't frighten her."
Wenxuan remained silent for a long time before saying softly, "Thank you."
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