I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 693: Who is Mother (Begging for Monthly Votes)_1

Chapter 693: Chapter 693: Who is Mother (Begging for Monthly Votes)_1

Xiao Feng shrugged his shoulders, "What if all three of us are wrong?"

You, who were feeding Liuli wontons, turned your head with a mischievous smirk, "Then the three of you will wash my underwear for three weeks, heh heh heh..."

The three of them rolled their eyes at the same time, suddenly feeling like they had boarded a ship of thieves.

After finishing the wontons in the plastic bowl, Liuli hung onto your neck and said in a sweet, sticky voice, "Daddy, can we go find mommy? Liuli misses mommy."

"Oh?"

Wei Shuxian, Yang Kai, and Xiao Feng all leaned in closer to listen.

You scratched your head and said with a smile, "Alright, I’ll take you to find mommy right now, but I don’t know where your mommy is, you see?"

"Mommy is nearby. Little Hei told me she’s already asleep."

"What!?"

Your face, previously filled with smiles, turned completely pale upon hearing the name "Little Hei," as if you had been struck by lightning, and you froze.

Little Hei is one piece of information, "she’s already asleep" is another!

If these two pieces of information were combined, then the identity of the person was ready to emerge!

Could it be?

With this thought, you naturally furrowed your brows.

Does this mean I’m about to become a ’reluctant dad’?

During the break from eating dumplings, you glanced at Liuli, who was surrounded by Xiao Feng, Yang Kai, and Wei Shuxian, and asked the old woman in a whisper, "Grandma, who exactly is this little girl? What’s her identity?"

The old woman chuckled and replied vaguely, "Cannot tell, cannot tell, you only need to remember not to cross her, and everything will be fine. She will naturally go home once she’s had her fun."

"So, she’s run away from home for a bit of fun?"

"Hmm, you could say that."

Hearing what the old woman said, you sighed with relief, but then you asked, "What about her parents?"

"Very few people know who her parents are; they’re probably long gone by now."

"I see, she really is a pitiful child." You quickly finished your dumplings and said to the old woman, "Grandma, actually, I came here to discuss something with you. Previously, you asked us to catch all the demons and monsters left in Yuhang City. But now that I think about it, this task is too hard, not just exhausting but because those creatures are incredibly cunning, and now their traces are even harder to find."

The old woman smiled and said, "I know this task is daunting, but not many people know the information you want. Even I don’t know everything. How about this? Just help me deal with two Ghost Kings and their underlings."

"Ghost, Ghost Kings?"

"Scared?"

"It’s not about fear, for us right now, it’s practically a death wish!"

Back in Heavenless Hell, the ones you encountered, Changsun Wuji and Changsun Chong, were Ghost Kings. If it hadn’t been for the extreme sorrow and boundless rage in your heart, you wouldn’t have been able to open the Death Gate; and now, to try opening it in a normal state, it’s impossible.

Moreover, there are many taboos with opening the Death Gate; if not controlled properly, one could lose control and go mad – if it truly came to that, it would lead to catastrophe.

"Rest assured, even among Ghost Kings, there are strong and weak ones, and the ones you encountered in Heavenless Hell were just a step away from the Ghost Emperor. Besides, the two Ghost Kings I mentioned, you can only outsmart them."

"Outsmart? Oh, that’s manageable." With that you immediately agreed, "Where are they?"

"If I knew that, why would I need to tell you?" The old woman chuckled as if she were a young girl.

"That’s true, but there must be a way to find them, right?"

"One is called Hongyuan, the other Hei Kui; Hongyuan is skilled in the arts of seduction and illusion, preying mostly on the resentful qi and hatred borne of heartbroken men and women, as well as their anger," he said. "As for Hei Kui, his name and actions starkly contrast; he is a master strategist, capable of leading his victims into traps designed by him, from which he continually saps their vital essence."

There was one commonality in the information about these two individuals: "cunning," which appropriately aligned with the old lady’s emphasis on "outwitting."

Given that it was a matter of "outwitting," the chances of success were much higher. After a moment’s hesitation, you nodded, "Alright, I’ll take on this task. Once I’ve dealt with them, you’re not going to break your promise, are you, Grandma?"

The old lady smiled, "My child, would I, in my old age, deceive you? Don’t worry, I will share all the information I know with you when the time comes."

"Mhm, thank you then, Grandma."

With those words, the old lady mounted her electric scooter. She glanced at Liuli and said, "If you’re tired of playing, go back home. Your family isn’t a slab of iron, you know."

"I know, I know, you’re such a nag."

Liuli stuck out her little tongue at the departing old lady, then hopped onto your shoulder with decisive ease, swinging her little legs, "Daddy, daddy, let’s go find Mommy."

Zhao’er and Wu Qiyi had returned the day before, and Zhao’er’s biological clock readjusted back, continuing to fall asleep punctually at eight o’clock each night.

It was now past nine, and Zhao’er would surely be asleep by this time.

Once asleep, she lost all contact with the outside world, making it impossible to wake her.

However, considering Liuli’s strange behavior, you still felt it necessary to take her to confirm whether the ’mommy’ she so constantly called for was indeed Zhao’er, and what exactly their relationship was.

If she truly did know Zhao’er, perhaps you could learn of Zhao’er’s identity through her, and wouldn’t need to beat around the bush for clues from Grandma Meng.

As you carried Liuli to knock on the door of Ladies’ Home, Lin Panxia, dressed in a little bear pajama set and holding a big bag of chips, was momentarily taken aback.

Looking up at Liuli, whose appearance could instantaneously melt anyone’s heart and mind, Lin Panxia asked in a daze, "Brother Mu Yun, who is this little sister?"

"Hello, Elder Sister, my name is Liuli, I’m here to find mommy," she said.

"Woof."

As Liuli spoke, Little Hei, large as a male lion, pounced over, laying on the floor in front of you and wagging its tail furiously: "Woof, woof."

Little Hei appeared very excited, a state it rarely showed.

"Little Hei."

Liuli sprang from your shoulder directly, romping into a tangle with Little Hei.

The laughter of the girl and the dog naturally attracted the attention of Wu Qiyi and Xian Qianling upstairs, who were getting ready for bed.

Even in pajamas, Wu Qiyi’s attire was still proper and elegant, befitting her stature; but Xian Qianling was a different story—the crazy woman actually came down from the upstairs wearing just a tank top and shorts! The ravine in the middle and both sides squished out dazzlingly white and soft mounds by the tight tank top.

"Ah, what a cute little sister!" Any woman would find it hard to resist such cuteness, and Liuli immediately drew the two women’s attention.

"Hello, little sister, what’s your name?"

Liuli turned to glance at Xian Qianling, and surprisingly, she "hmphed" and turned her head away, refusing to look at her.

The crazy woman scratched her head, unaware of where she had upset such an adorable little girl.

"Little sister, don’t be afraid, Elder Sister is not a bad person, I’m a police officer, you know."

Liuli looked back at you, then told Xian Qianling, "I don’t allow anyone but mommy to like my daddy!"

"What? Mommy? Daddy?"

Xian Qianling looked up at you, her face and expression changing.

Wu Qiyi smiled serenely, walking slowly to Liuli and softly asked, "Little sister, who is your mommy?"