Chapter Seventy-One
"Wang Yan, do you really not want the shares?" Feng Boo shouted, then he turned towards Long Xiaoshan and said, "You’re picking a fight with , you’re asking for death."
Long Xiaoshan ignored him and started the car.
The pickup truck quickly drove away.
Long Xiaoshan felt the Soul-Nurturing Wooden Talisman in his pocket stirring restlessly; he pressed it to calm Wang Feng down.
Wang Feng also realized that suddenly appearing as a ghost might scare his daughter to death, so he eventually shrank back.
"Do you really know where my dad is?" Wang Yan asked eagerly.
Long Xiaoshan nodded, "Yes, I’ve t your dad, but when I went to look for you at your old house on Gemstone Street, I found out you no longer lived there."
A trace of sadness appeared on Wang Yan’s face, "We’re not there anymore, we’ve moved."
Long Xiaoshan could tell from the situation that Wang Yan hadn’t been doing well lately.
He said, "Shall we go to your house first?"
Wang Yan hadn’t completely let her guard down and said, "Who exactly are you, and where is my dad? If you don’t tell , I won’t take you there."
"Do you really want to see your dad now?" Long Xiaoshan hesitated and said.
"Yes," Wang Yan said firmly.
"Alright then." Long Xiaoshan drove out and, after a while, arrived at the front of a pharmacy.
Long Xiaoshan stopped, went into the pharmacy, bought several types of dicinal herbs, and returned to the truck.
"What are you buying dicine for?" Wang Yan asked.
Long Xiaoshan didn’t answer. He took the herbs, ground them into juice, mixed them together, then quietly chanted an incantation and handed it to Wang Yan, "Apply this to your eyes."
"What in the world are you doing? All this mystical mumbo jumbo," Wang Yan said without taking it.
Long Xiaoshan sighed and said, "Wang Yan, actually, your dad is already dead."
Wang Yan’s complexion changed drastically, "No, I don’t believe it."
Long Xiaoshan took out the Magic Artifact from his pocket and said, "Wang Feng, you can co out now."
Wang Feng had been listening to their conversation and now erged; the car imdiately beca cold, and Wang Yan couldn’t help but shiver. However, since she was just an ordinary person, she couldn’t directly see ghosts.
Shen Yuerong was able to see last ti because Wang Feng had been splashed with Black Dog Blood, and it was the Midnight Hour when ghosts could manifest.
Now, in broad daylight, Wang Yan couldn’t see.
Only with a special dicinal mixture could she see.
"Little Yan, little Yan," Wang Feng called out loudly.
Though the sound didn’t carry, a certain connection between blood relatives made Wang Yan sense sothing as she shouted, "Dad, is that you?"
"Wang Yan, if you want to see your dad, apply the dicinal liquid to your eyes; he’s right beside you now," Long Xiaoshan said.
Even though Wang Yan was afraid to believe, an urge compelled her to rub the liquid onto her eyes.
As she applied it, the cool sensation made Wang Yan involuntarily close her eyes. After adjusting for a mont, she opened them again and suddenly saw a familiar face. However, the face was blurry and tinged with a greenish hue, giving it an eerie look.
Ah!
Wang Yan couldn’t help but scream in horror.
Long Xiaoshan quickly held her hand, channeling a stream of True Qi.
"Little Yan, it’s , your dad."
Under the influence of Long Xiaoshan’s True Qi, Wang Yan didn’t faint. She couldn’t help but sob, "Dad, is it really you?"
"It’s , little Yan, dad misses you so much," Wang Feng said excitedly, reaching out his hand trying to touch Wang Yan, but his hand just passed through.
"Dad, I miss you too," Wang Yan sobbed, "But how did you die?"
Wang Feng spoke bitterly, "Three years ago, while driving to the province to discuss business, I was intercepted by a group of people late at night and eventually killed in the deep mountains. I’ve always wanted to find you all, but my spirit was captured by an old Taoist and it wasn’t until Immortal Master Long saved that I could finally co to see you."
"Immortal Master Long?" Wang Yan looked at Long Xiaoshan.
"I’m not any Immortal Master, just a farr," Long Xiaoshan said.
"Xiaoyan, where’s your mom? Also, why don’t you live in the old place anymore?" Wang Feng asked.
"Dad, after your accident, mom took over the company. At first, she managed to keep it afloat, but later on, mom also had a car accident and is now paralyzed in bed. I don’t understand business, and most of the company’s shares have fallen into the hands of Uncle Feng Hailong," Wang Yan said.
"How could this happen," Wang Feng’s face turned pale, then spoke furiously, "Feng Hailong? How could he do this, where did I ever wrong him?"
Wang Feng was no fool.
He now suspected that his accident might have had sothing to do with Feng Hailong.
"This isn’t a place to talk; let’s go to your ho first," Long Xiaoshan suggested, looking at the bustling street.
"Right, let’s go ho first and see your mom," Wang Feng said.
At this point, Wang Yan naturally had no more doubts, and she directed Long Xiaoshan, driving the pickup truck around the city for a while before arriving at a residential community.
"Dad, after the accident and due to mom’s dical expenses, we mortgaged the original house and moved here," Wang Yan explained.
This was a residential community with commodity housing. Although it looked high-end, it still paled in comparison to their forr villa.
Wang Yan led Long Xiaoshan into one of the buildings and into her fifth-floor ho.
Entering the apartnt, Long Xiaoshan heard a woman’s voice from the bedroom, "Xiaoyan, is that you?"
"It’s , mom, I’m back," Wang Yan responded.
Long Xiaoshan took out the Soul-Nurturing Wooden Talisman and the dicinal broth, handing them to Wang Yan, "You go talk to your mom. I’ll wait outside."
Wang Yan had cald down sowhat now.
Taking the talisman and the broth, she said sadly, "Thank you, Big Brother Long."
After she went into the room, Long Xiaoshan sat in the living room outside.
Inside, there was so dialogue, and after about ten minutes, Long Xiaoshan heard a scream followed by sounds of painful crying.
He guessed that Wang Feng’s wife must have learned the truth and seen Wang Feng’s ghost.
He did not go inside; at this ti, it was better to leave them alone to communicate.
About half an hour later, Wang Yan ca out with swollen eyes, "Big Brother Long, I hope I haven’t kept you waiting too long."
"It’s fine, no problem at all," Long Xiaoshan said.
"Big Brother Long, my mom wants to thank you in person," Wang Yan said.
Long Xiaoshan nodded and followed Wang Yan into the room where a woman lying on a bed, so thin she was nearly unrecognizable, yet from her face one could vaguely make out her past beauty. Seeing Long Xiaoshan co in, she barely managed to say, "Thank you, Grandmaster. I’m sorry, I can’t get up."
Long Xiaoshan quickly responded, "Auntie, please don’t ntion it, I haven’t really done much."
Wang Feng’s soul was there, beside them, and suddenly knelt down and said, "Immortal, I beg you to give so ti to take my revenge, otherwise I can’t leave without feeling resigned."
As Wang Feng spoke, his face kept twisting into a fierce expression, his body wrapped in pitch-black miasma, looking extrely terrifying.
Long Xiaoshan knew that Wang Feng’s resentnt was deep.
Especially now, seeing his family in this state, his resentnt seed even more entrenched.
Originally, his agreent with Wang Feng was that after seeing his wife and daughter, he would move on to reincarnation.
However, it seed not only had his resentnt not been resolved, but his fury had beco even more intense. If this continued, he would likely turn into a Fierce Ghost that lost all reason.
PS: I had an ergency and couldn’t update the past few days. Now I will resu updating twice daily. The book is likely to have a long way to go before being serialized, so everyone, please don’t rush and enjoy the read at your own pace!
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