Chapter Forty-Five: Tenderness

  It was fixed on the wall, watching Fu Chuan walk towards it. It spat out green sticky liquid from its mouth and laughed: "I've already died once, I'm not afraid of what you'll do to me again." Fu Chuan naturally understood its words in his heart, but he absolutely had no intention of letting this thing off so easily.

  If anyone harms a single hair on Li Baobao's head, Fu Chuan will not let it go, let alone something like this. Being possessed by a ghost is no joke. At best, you'll be unlucky for ten years, and at worst, you'll lose your life. It's just like what happened earlier. If Fu Chuan had arrived a moment later, Li Baobao would have been dead too. Just thinking about Li Baobao's expression from earlier makes Fu Chuan feel a pang in his heart.

  This thing can't be left behind, but Fu Chuan also knew that this thing must know some things he didn't know. He had to ask clearly, otherwise he wouldn't have just fixed it and not immediately beaten it to death.

  Fu Chuan walked near it, Fu Chuan didn't want Li Bao Bao to see his cruel side, he said to Ping Er behind him: "Take your master to another room."

  Bottle hummed, and helped Li Baobao up from the bed: "Master, let's go next door." After what had just happened, Li Baobao couldn't speak, but his consciousness was much clearer.

  As the bottle was about to help Li Baobao get up and walk past Fu Chuan's side, Li Baobao glanced at Fu Chuan and then whispered to him in a very weak voice: "Brother, be careful."

  "It's awesome."

  Fujiang looked at Li Baobao and said, "I know."

  Just now, Li Baobao was possessed because she didn't notice the ghost sneaking up behind her when she was arguing with Fu Chuan.

  After Li Baobao walked out, Fu Chuan closed the door and said: "Who sent you here, I know, but I hope you can tell me what other conspiracy there is."

  "As long as you tell me, I'll make your death a little more comfortable."

  "Ptoo!" It spat out a wad of phlegm that flew onto Fu Chuan's face. Fu Chuan immediately felt an overwhelming stench and took two steps back, pulling out his handkerchief to wipe away the filth on his face.

  Fuhe didn't rush or get flustered. He stared at the ghost, "You don't have to say anything, but I want you to understand one thing: it's not beneficial for you to be against me like this!"

  It smiled gloomily, then looked at Fu Chuan: "You can't defeat her. Look at you, even if you seal the Jiahe Building, it can still make us hurt your beloved woman."

  Whenever he mentions this, Fu Chuan gets annoyed in his heart, "Alright, you don't have to say it, but there's one thing you must understand, following it won't bring any good results either."

  "I agree!"

  Fujiang thought this thing was stubborn and unyielding, he said: "Is it looking for a music box?"

  He looked at Fu Chuan strangely: "How did you know?"

  "Don't ask me how I knew, I want you to tell me why it wants the music box and what secrets are inside." This time, it was what Fei Chuan wanted to know most and also what he most wanted to figure out.

  "I didn't expect it to start struggling, then smiled at Fuchuan, seemingly laughing at Fuchuan's naivety: 'You're really funny, you clearly don't know what the music box is for, now asking me just to get something out of my mouth. I'll tell you, even if I die, I won't tell you!'"

  Fuhe had never seen this stubborn ghost before, and he said: "You can keep quiet, but I want you to understand that if you continue to follow it and do evil, in the end, you may not even have a chance to reincarnate once."

  "I don't want any chance of reincarnation, I died at 15 years old, do you know how I died?"

  "I can figure it out myself, no need for you to tell me." These words sparked a hint of curiosity in Fu Chuan's heart. He walked forward, opened his palm, drew a talisman on it, and then pressed it onto its forehead.

  Fu Xiang used his physical spiritual power to enter into its previous life.

  She was originally a prostitute, and during the Republic of China era, she was a courtesan in the brothel district. At the age of 10, she was sold into the brothel, and at 12, she was taken out by the madam to entertain clients. When she was 14, she met a man who promised to take her away from the brothel and marry her back in their hometown. However, after giving him all her belongings, he disappeared. The madam forced her to continue selling herself to pay off debts, but she became pregnant. Since she was already pregnant, she couldn't entertain clients anymore, which infuriated the madam. The madam locked her up and gave her only one steamed bun a day until she gave birth to the child. She knew that after giving birth, the madam would sell the child, and the child's fate would be the same as hers. If it was a girl, her fate would be the same; if it was a boy, his fate wouldn't be much better either.

  Later, it killed the child in its belly by violently throwing itself against the wall of a woodshed. The old procuress was furious and ordered people to beat it to death in front of other prostitutes, warning them that if they didn't obey, they would suffer the same fate as it did.

  At that time, the child was still in its belly. After it died, the old hen was not relieved and used sulfuric acid to destroy its appearance. Then it was thrown into the wilderness.

  Before his death, he had a great deal of resentment, so after his death, it transformed into a fierce ghost and killed dozens of people in the brothel. However, even then, its resentment did not disappear.

  Yan Wang thought of its miserable life and allowed it to have a chance to reincarnate, but in the end, it left this opportunity to its unborn child.

  Fu Chuan withdrew his hand, "Don't you know that you have the chance to be reborn, why do you want to give up?" Another tragic story, Fu Chuan's heart softened again.

  It laughed wildly: "I don't want to go reincarnate, I want to stay in the world, I want to kill all of you heartless people, I want to dig out the hearts and livers of all you cowardly men."

  Fuhe said, "Hey, what's the point of this? So many years have passed since then. Those people who hurt you back then, you've already avenged yourself. Why do you still want to stay in this world and cause trouble?"

  It scornfully raised its red eyelids, "You're a coward, you love her, but are afraid of losing her, so you don't dare to confess to her, right?"

  Fuhe nodded, but it wasn't really an answer. This ghost knew too much anyway. However, Fuhe no longer had the heart to kill it now that he knew its tragic past. After all, he couldn't bring himself to do it after learning about its miserable life.

  "This time I'll let you off, but if there's a next time, I won't go easy on you!"

  Fu Chuan removed the talisman from its forehead, and it was released. It lay on the ground looking at Fu Chuan and said, "I won't thank you."

  "I don't need your gratitude, I've already told you that if there's a next time, I won't let you off. I suggest you go to the underworld now and confess your past deeds to Yan Wang, let him make a judgment, and give you another chance at reincarnation. If needed, you can come find me anytime." Fu Chuan also knew he was in the wrong for many things, but some things really touched his soft spot.

  He didn't show any gratitude towards Fu Chuan at all and even scolded him for being nosy when he was about to leave.

  Fujiang knew he was being nosy, but now he had to go see how Li Baobao was doing.

  When Fu Chuan left, Li Baobao was lying on the bed. Fu Chuan asked Ping'er to go find San Yang to treat her own fingers. After Ping'er went out, Fu Chuan closed the door.

  Fujiang sat on the edge of the bed, his hand stroking Li Baobao's forehead, which was a bit hot to the touch. "It's still a bit hot now, but it'll be fine by tomorrow."

  Li Baobao's voice was hoarse, she asked: "How did you deal with it?"

  Fu Xiang smiled and said: "When it's in your body, you can also see its past life, right?"

  Li Baobao nodded and said: "Yes, what a pitiful woman. Why are those people so cruel to treat her like that?"

  Fuhe let her stop thinking about it, "There are too many miserable people in the world, let alone during that era."

  When Li Baobao heard Fu Chuan's words, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart. She got up and hugged Fu Chuan, pouting: "Sleep with me like when we were kids tonight."

  Fu Chuan won't make a move on Li Bao Bao, they've been through too much together, so even if they sleep in the same bed, nothing will happen. Besides, even if Fu Chuan wanted to do something, with Li Bao Bao's current state, he can't do anything anyway.

  "I really want to know why it gave the chance of rebirth to that child instead of itself." Li Baobao lay in Fu Chuan's arms.

  Fuhe couldn't sleep either, he said: "It's maternal."

  "A mother's love is truly great, I also want to be a mom, but thinking that my own child will become a Taoist nun like me in the future makes me feel sorry for the child."

  Li Baobao told Fu Chuan that she had thought about changing careers, saying that Ping'er had learned several skills and was doing well. She wanted to hand over the management of Furong Pavilion to Ping'er and go out to find other things to do. She really didn't want to be a Taoist nun anymore and didn't want to tell fortunes for others.

  Fu Chuan: "Have you thought it through?" In fact, Fu Chuan also felt that women doing this wasn't very good. Li Baobao nodded, "Actually I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I just couldn't make up my mind."

  Li Baobao's educational background is higher than Fu Chuan's, and he is also very smart. Fu Chuan thinks that if Li Baobao does other things, he will definitely do well too.

  Li Baobao looked at Fu Chuan: "Brother, are you supporting me?"

  "You know it, no matter what you do, I'll always support you."

  Li Baobao finally fell asleep after hearing Fu Chuan's words, but Fu Chuan didn't sleep all night. He wanted to marry Li Baobao, but there were too many things between them. The two families had known each other for generations, but due to some twists of fate, they couldn't become a family. This was an ancestral rule, and Fu Chuan didn't have the confidence to break it.

  Fu Chuan had been holding Li Baobao's hand all along, never letting go. Holding her was like holding his entire world. Fu Chuan suddenly remembered the red demon's words from earlier. He thought that Huāzi now wanted to get the music box and should also know that the music box was in his hands, which is why she sent a demon to harass Li Baobao today. Fu Chuan thought Huāzi was very clever and her obsession with the music box surpassed Mitsui Hiro.

  The music box is a spiritual weapon, Fu Chuan never thought of it, but Xing Chengtian's words should not be wrong, Xing Chengtian knows many inside stories, Fu Chuan believes in Xing Chengtian's words, but this matter of spiritual weapons is a bit too far-fetched.

  Fu Chuan didn't disbelieve what Xing Chengtian said about the so-called file records, it's just that some things were really unheard of to Fu Chuan.

  Fukawa now just wants to know how to get rid of Hanako, but he knows it's not that easy.