Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?
Chapter 346: Tragic Fate

Chapter 346: Chapter 346: Tragic Fate

The female ghost looked directly at Shen Siyuan, her wariness mingled with a bit of curiosity.

Upon seeing Shen Siyuan nod, she immediately widened her eyes.

Revealing a surprised and joyful expression, she said: "So you really can see me."

"You must have died a long time ago, right? In all these years, haven’t you encountered anyone else who can see you?"

Shen Siyuan was well aware of the existence of Bloodline Inheritors.

The female ghost shook her head, then said, "You’re the first."

As if to emphasize Shen Siyuan’s uniqueness, she added another sentence: "I have been to many places and have seen many people."

This side remark suggested that Bloodline Inheritors were few in number, and given the vast expanse and resources of Daxia, it was quite normal that there wasn’t a second person who could see her.

"Who is he to you?"

Shen Siyuan’s gaze shifted to her back; the old man, hunched over, had already vanished into the darkness, but one could still hear the ’tap tap’ sound of his bamboo pole.

"He’s... my beloved," the female ghost whispered.

A fleeting look of guilt washed over her face.

"Beloved?" Shen Siyuan was somewhat surprised.

The two people didn’t look like a married couple at all, Shen Siyuan originally thought she might be the old man’s daughter or something.

Seeming to perceive Shen Siyuan’s thoughts, the female ghost explained, "He wasn’t like this when he was young; he’s just grown old, that’s all."

"Then why has he fallen to begging for a living?" Shen Siyuan asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, the female ghost fell silent.

"If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine," said Shen Siyuan.

Meeting was a matter of fate; if he could help, he definitely would, as there would be Merit in it.

But if the other party was unwilling, Shen Siyuan naturally wouldn’t insist.

"Actually, it’s nothing much, so many years have passed, and now..."

She looked back at the darkness behind her, her expression complex.

Just then, a car broke through the darkness, passing by them, with the driver casting a surprised glance at Shen Siyuan standing by the roadside.

However, the driver had no intention to stop and whooshed past.

"Let’s go, find a place up ahead to sit down and talk slowly, I’m very interested in your story."

Saying this, Shen Siyuan took a step forward and walked on.

The female ghost quickly moved aside, making way for him.

After he passed, she followed behind.

"There’s a forest up ahead, with places to rest nearby," said the female ghost.

"Alright, what’s your name?"

"My name is Wei Fengying, and what do you do? You look very young," Wei Fengying was equally curious.

"I suppose you could say I’m a spiritual practitioner," Shen Siyuan thought for a moment and replied.

"Taoist?"

When people hear someone is practicing, they first think of Taoists.

"That’s one way to understand it."

"So you are a Taoist master, no wonder you can see me," said Wei Fengying, her face showing a sudden realization.

"Where’s your hometown?"

"Northern Anhui."

"Then that’s quite a distance from here," Shen Siyuan was a little surprised.

"Yes, that’s why I say I’ve been to many places and seen many people," said Wei Fengying.

"Do you love him a lot? You’ve been following him all these years, unable to let him go," said Shen Siyuan.

Wei Fengying heard this, her face showing a bitter taste.

"I’m not sure either, it’s all what I owe him, I... I..."

She muttered softly, so quietly that even Shen Siyuan might not have heard if it weren’t for the deep silence of the night.

Shen Siyuan didn’t press for details and kept on walking. About ten minutes later, as expected, they came upon a small grove of trees with some landscaped flower beds nearby, and indeed there were benches for resting, probably intended for tourists.

However, in the moonlight, Shen Siyuan could vaguely see what appeared to be a very simple plastic shelter in the grove.

"That’s where he lives now."

Wei Fengying noticed Shen Siyuan’s glance and voluntarily explained.

Shen Siyuan sat down on a nearby bench, while Wei Fengying dared not come closer and instead sat on the edge of the opposite flower bed.

"His name is Qi Siguo, and like me, he’s from Northern Anhui; we’re from the same village," said Wei Fengying.

"We were both outsiders. During the war, everyone died, and then our ancestors moved here from the North. I’m not clear on the specifics. But because of that, our village has a mix of surnames, quite a hodgepodge..."

"I’ve known him since childhood; we were childhood sweethearts. My father and his father were comrades in arms back then, and our families were very close..."

"We were very fond of each other, and his parents came to my house to propose marriage. My parents agreed, and we only had to wait until next spring to get married..."

Wei Fengying’s face began to beam with happiness as she seemed to return to those sweet times.

"Life was tough back then. We hardly saw meat or fish for ten to fifteen days at a time. But my second brother was quite capable, either catching a few fish or some loaches to bring to our family to improve the meals..."

"Oh, the second brother is Qi Siguo. He had an older brother, but he died young, so people usually called him Erzi..."

"But that winter, Erzi’s father fell into the river and drowned. Northern winters are very cold, particularly when it’s snowy and the roads are wet and slippery, and he had been drinking a bit..."

Wei Fengying paused for a moment and then softly added, "He drank that liquor at my house, with my dad..."

"Life was already hard, and it got even more difficult after Erzi’s father passed. Seeing the state of his family, my mother was reluctant to let me marry into it. She was worried that I would go hungry if I married him..."

"My father wasn’t willing, but he was easily influenced, and in our family, my mother called the shots..."

"So my mother promised me to another family again..."

"It’s my fault for letting Erzi down..."

Wei Fengying murmured in the evening breeze.

She looked up at the sky and paused for quite a while before continuing, "After Erzi found out, he was naturally furious. He wanted me to run away with him..."

"I agreed, but on the day we were supposed to leave, I had second thoughts. I was the only daughter in my family. If I left, what would happen to my parents?"

"So I broke the appointment. The next time I saw Erzi, he looked ashen, withered. He fell gravely ill at home. I wanted to explain to him, but he refused to see me, and his aunt was even more..."

"I had no choice..."

"Life goes on. On the day I got married, Erzi left the village. For years, nobody knew where he had been..."

"When I saw him again, my child was already several years old. He seemed to have done well for himself outside. But when he came back, it was for revenge..."

"He hated my parents, hated my husband, and he hated me..."

"He’s a man; he harbored resentment in his heart..."

Wei Fengying seemed to understand Qi Siguo very well.

"He wanted me to leave with him; he said he had money now and could provide a good life for me..."

"But..."

"But I was already married. My husband isn’t bad, and I have children, how could I possibly go with him..."

"Erzi was very angry. He said he would kill my parents, my husband, and my son..."

"I was scared, worried he would actually harm the child, so I told my husband about it..."

"He held some power at the time, and had people arrest him..."

Wei Fengying began to sob quietly.

"Because of this, he was locked up for over a decade. His aunt died while he was incarcerated, and by the time he got out, he had completely lost his mind..."

"He set fire to his own home..."

"I know that this vengeance can never be resolved. It’s bound to lead to death..."

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