"Annie..." The man who had been waiting for hundreds of years murmured, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
"Father, why are you here?" The little girl Annie seemed to want to hide away. "I'm sorry, I didn't sell all the matches and didn't earn enough money to treat my mother's illness."
"It doesn't matter. Your mother's illness was incurable. She passed away peacefully and was buried with me. Her only wish was to see you before she died, but she never saw you return," said Anne's father. "So after I woke up, I stood there waiting for you to come back."
"I'm sorry, Dad." Annie lowered her head.
"It doesn't matter. Let's leave this world together and live with your mother. She has been waiting for us." said Anne's father.
The little girl Annie nodded. She hadn't seen her mother for hundreds of years and she missed her.
Anne's father walked over and took Anne's hand, but found nothing.
"How's your health?" Anne's father asked.
"Once I felt cold, so I used Master Potter's matches to light a fire and fell asleep beside it. When I woke up, I found I had no body," said the little girl Annie. "Thinking of my mother's illness, I hurried to this richest street to sell matches, but no one bought my matches for hundreds of years."
"It doesn't matter if you don't have a body. I know about Potter. He likes to study strange things. Ghosts and corpses are his favorites. He must have added some strange magic to the matches." Annie's father said, turning to face Wang Xiaohai. "Thank you for bringing me here. To show your gratitude, before I leave, I decided to guide you to develop one of your own unique martial arts. I can see that you have great potential."
"Guiding martial arts?" This was the first time Wang Xiaohai heard such a term.
"Are there no martial arts instructors anymore?" Annie's father asked. "I was a martial arts instructor hundreds of years ago, employed by the Marquis's Mansion, the ancestor of the current Marquis."
"Martial arts instructor, it sounds like a very impressive profession. Why don't you have money to help her mother treat her illness?" Wang Xiaohai asked.
"Not everyone has the potential to develop martial arts. Only one in a million can do that. And at that time, there was only one person in the Marquisate with such potential, Potter. But he didn't believe in me and chose magic instead of martial arts." Anne's father said, "So I became a person who received wages but did not work. Year after year, because I had never worked, my wages became less and less. In the end, I could only take the lowest wage in the mansion. At that time, Anne's mother was terminally ill. I spent all my money but couldn't cure her. I wanted to borrow money, but no one lent me money. My usual friends also avoided me, probably thinking that I couldn't repay the loan! I took the woman and knocked on each door. Only my friend, Master Potter, opened the door to greet us. He gave us all his latest research matches, saying that these matches were all his family property, and asked Anne to sell them at the highest price to earn money for her mother's treatment."
Wang Xiaohai thought that it was no wonder that Wu Ciren treated Annie's father specially. Could it be that Wu Ciren's subordinates or himself had the potential to guide martial arts?
"Okay, no more nonsense. I feel that the horrible evil spirit is looking for you everywhere. Come here quickly, sit cross-legged in front of me and close your eyes," said Annie's father.
Wang Xiaohai wondered if Annie's father had lied to him? Would he sneak up on him and kill him while he was closed? But the ghost corpse wasn't necessarily all bad. Ultimately, he chose to trust him, because even if he did something bad, Wang Xiaohai had the power to fight back. Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohai walked over, sat cross-legged on the ground, and closed his eyes.
"Do you know what that terrifying evil spirit is?" Wang Xiaohai asked with his eyes closed. He was quite curious about Wu Ciren's true identity.
"I'm not sure," Annie's father said. "I can sense he's very powerful, with potential no less than yours. He's slowly recovering his strength. If my estimation is correct, he'll become the Evil Spirit Supreme of the Evil Spirit Continent. It's entirely possible for him to reach that level! Okay, stop talking nonsense and concentrate."
Annie's father placed his hands on Wang Xiaohai's head and silently recited the ancient guiding mantra.
This formula sometimes sounds like a melodious song, and sometimes turns into a low spell. It is unpredictable, with strange and loud syllables that go straight into people's hearts.
Wang Xiaohai felt like he was spinning in the boundless dark universe. The starlight seemed to be drawn to him, attached to him, and merged with him, spinning together, faster and faster...
When Wang Xiaohai felt that the rotation had reached its limit, the body floating in the void in his consciousness suddenly exploded and shattered into countless pieces. Then, under the guidance of the starlight in the sky, it gradually gathered together and re-formed into a golden little man who looked exactly like him in Wang Xiaohai's consciousness space.
On the street, Wang Xiaohai's body was emitting golden light, which then retracted into his body.
"Okay, the little golden man in your consciousness is your martial arts." After Annie's father said this, with a smile on his face, he took little Annie's hand, turned into two balls of purple flames, and disappeared in front of Wang Xiaohai.
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