Chapter 158 In this world, are there really parents who don't love their own children?
"First, burn the contract. Find that ghost marriage contract and burn it at noon in front of Yu Qing and Lin Xiudi's graves."
Shen Yuepo's gaze swept over the Yu couple. "At that time, you two must sincerely repent, declare that you are willing to dissolve this engagement, give Lin Xiudi her freedom, and kowtow to her to apologize."
"Second, perform a ritual at Yu Qing's grave. He was an innocent soul, but you forced him into a marriage with a vengeful spirit."
"During the religious ceremony, the direct descendants of the Yu family must fast and bathe, and sincerely pray that Yu Qing will forgive his parents' mistakes, pass away peacefully, and be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation."
"The final, and most difficult, step..."
Shen Yuepo's voice suddenly softened, "Go and resolve Lin Xiudi's lover's hatred."
"Lin Xiudi's resentment mostly stemmed from her reluctance to part with her lover. She thought of him until her death."
"And that person's hatred is the foundation of this four-man coffin-carrying scheme." Shen Yuepo's words made the three members of the Yu family unconsciously hold their breath.
Yu Zhenghong's Adam's apple bobbed as he recalled the young man who always drew quietly.
At first I thought he was quiet by nature, but now I think he probably wouldn't bother to say a word to them.
Yu Che looked at Shen Yuepo, "Then... how should we resolve that person's hatred?"
“Find him.” Shen Yuepo looked directly into Yu Che’s eyes.
"Don't beg him to let you go, but confess to him. Tell him the whole truth, including your responsibility in this matter."
"More importantly, he needs to know that Lin Xiudi has never forgotten him. She is trapped in this ghost marriage, and her deepest obsession is not revenge, but her longing for him."
"Only by resolving his hatred can Lin Xiudi's obsession with him be loosened, and only then can she be freed from the cycle of reincarnation."
The living room fell silent for a moment, with only the ticking of the antique clock echoing in the air.
Yu Zhenghong took a deep breath. "Master, I understand."
His voice was hoarse but firm, “We will go to that person, not to beg for his forgiveness, but… to atone for our sins!”
...
Stepping out of the Yu family villa, the autumn sun shone on her, but it did nothing to dispel the chill in Shen Yuepo's heart.
Lin Xiudi's experience weighed heavily on her heart like a stone.
It turns out that beneath the sunlight lies so much gloom and despair.
Xiao Yizhou followed behind her, his expression equally somber.
He gave a wry smile, breaking the silence between them:
"Moon Spirit, thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, the Yu family would probably not have escaped this calamity."
His voice was full of gratitude.
Shen Yuepo shook her head slightly, the sunlight casting a golden glow on her cool profile.
"Meeting me is a kind of fate for them. But..."
She paused, gazing at the distant mountains ablaze with autumn colors, and softened her voice:
"This is the first time I've truly realized that there are parents in this world who don't love their children."
For the sake of their son, for the sake of money, they would not hesitate to sacrifice their daughter...
This coldness and selfishness of human nature made Shen Yuepo feel a bone-chilling cold.
Xiao Yizhou looked at her profile bathed in sunlight.
At this moment, Shen Yuepo did not seem like a mortal, but rather like a goddess looking down from the heavens at the suffering of the human world.
Between his lowered brows, there was nothing but compassion for all living beings.
Just then, Shen Yuepo suddenly turned her head and said to Xiao Yizhou, "I'm going out for a walk."
Xiao Yizhou immediately snapped out of his daze and hurriedly said:
“Okay. You’re not very familiar with the mountain roads here. If you need a car or can’t find your way back, just call me anytime and I’ll have the driver pick you up.”
"Hmm." Shen Yuepo nodded without saying anything more.
Instead of going anywhere else, she followed the path with a clear purpose and climbed the mountain where the Xiao family ancestral tombs were located once again.
She stood again in front of Xiao Yizhou's great-grandfather's grave and slowly squatted down in front of the tombstone.
She didn't look at the inscription on the tombstone, but instead stretched out her finger and gently pressed it on the soil in front of the grave.
Shen Yuepo closed her eyes, clearing her mind of all distractions.
This power...this feeling...
She suddenly opened her eyes, withdrew her finger, and then calmly walked down the mountain.
And at this moment, the Netherworld Blood Sea.
The Netherworld Blood Sea does not flow with real blood, but rather gathers the most filthy resentment from the Three Realms over ten thousand years.
The dark red seawater surged and churned. Merely getting close was enough to instantly corrupt ordinary souls, turning them into one of the grotesque and tormented vengeful spirits in the river.
A persistent fog hangs over the sea.
Feng Jin's figure suddenly appeared on the shore of the Netherworld Blood Sea.
He was dressed in imperial robes, exuding an aura of majesty that forcefully repelled the foul atmosphere around him.
Shen Tu, who had been waiting there, immediately stepped forward, his usually jovial face now unusually solemn:
"Your Majesty, you have arrived. Your subordinate has been investigating for many days, and it seems that there is an external force in the depths of the Blood Sea attempting to break through the seal, but we are unable to pinpoint its source."
Feng Jin nodded and said coldly, "You stay here and guard the outer seal. Do not let any aura leak out."
"yes."
Immediately, Feng Jin took a step forward, his figure transforming into a beam of light, instantly piercing through layers of mist and appearing directly in the depths of the Blood Sea.
Here, the viscous blood almost solidified, forming a huge vortex center.
Several thick chains extended from the void in all directions, firmly binding a man suspended in the center of the vortex.
The man was tall and wore tattered armor that was so stained with blood that its original color was no longer recognizable.
His long, silvery-white hair was disheveled, covering most of his face, revealing only his strong jawline.
He hung his head, as if he had already lost his vitality during the long period of suppression.
However, when Feng Jin appeared in this forbidden area, the man bound by chains slowly raised his head.
His silver hair slid down to his sides, revealing a handsome yet sinister face.
He looked at Feng Jin, a twisted smile spreading across his face, his voice hoarse:
"Heh, looks like that idiot Mingye failed again..."
Feng Jin looked at the former Blood Fiend Lord, his face expressionless.
He didn't speak, he just raised his hand.
"Buzz!"
The chains on the man suddenly tightened.
"Ugh! Ah!!!"
The man let out a bloodcurdling scream that was so shrill it was inhuman.
After a moment, Feng Jin withdrew his hand, and the screams became weaker.
He slumped in mid-air like a rag doll, panting heavily. The madness in his eyes had subsided, but they were now filled with resentment and venom.
“What do you think?” Feng Jin said, chuckling softly.
“That bastard Yun Jingyan, he clearly self-destructed his divine status and his soul was scattered, but he did not disappear into the world.”
"So it was you who secretly mobilized the primordial life force of the Blood Sea to keep his last wisp of soul from dissipating."
The man's body stiffened abruptly.
How could he know so much?
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