Chapter 48: I Am the Sentimental One

  "This is a long story, if you are willing to listen from the beginning, I will tell you in detail," said Jixiang. In the past few days, he had already seen that Hong Jun was a person with a bad temper and a very impatient personality, especially when it came to listening to people telling stories, he couldn't bear it. So, he asked for Hong Jun's opinion.

  As expected, Hong Jun heard another story and shook his head like a rattle drum: "No, just pick out the important parts and tell me."

  "For forty years, your third uncle has been obsessed with finding Hua Qing. After receiving a hint from Hei Bai Wu Chang, he tried every means to search for him everywhere. Heaven rewards those who are determined, and just a few days ago, he finally found out that Hua Qing had reincarnated, and it was none other than his own nephew. So he called you back to hand over the small coffin and tell you about your origins. As guardians of the family, we know everything that goes on in the family, so this matter couldn't be hidden from us either."

  Hong Jun smiled, and Jixiang's ability to refine language was indeed not ordinary. However, he immediately thought of another question: "Traveling everywhere? With Third Uncle's poor health, can he still travel everywhere?"

  "Your third uncle's weak body is because he stays beside the small coffin, and the coffin absorbs his vital energy. If he leaves the small coffin at a certain distance, his body will recover in a few days and be no different from ordinary people," said Jixiang.

  "Absorbing vital energy?" Hong Jun wondered.

  "Specifically, I don't know the reason either. Probably it's to suppress the evil spirit inside the coffin. Look at your third aunt, she seems to be specially invited by your third uncle to help suppress the evil spirit. More than a decade ago, her body was very good and her spirit was normal, but after being in contact with the coffin for too long, she hurt her vitality and became crazy."

  Hong Jun glanced at San Shu outside the door and realized that her madness was caused by this.

  "Now that the evil spirit is gone, can Third Aunt recover normally?" he asked with concern.

  "This matter, I dare not guess. After all, your third aunt is not like your third uncle, she was hurt in the brain and it's hard to recover." Jixiang's words extinguished Hongjun's hope. He let out a long sigh.

  "By the way, where will Third Uncle's soul go after he dies?" Hong Jun found that he had a lot of things to ask.

  "This one? I think he's also a ghost messenger, shouldn't need to reincarnate. Might go to the eighteenth level of hell to do some ghostly chores," Jixiang said.

  "Is it a ghost messenger from the 18th level of hell? Is that okay?" Rui Xin suddenly interjected, having been quietly listening in.

  "That's great, it's a civil servant in the underworld, it's a fat job." Ping An covered his mouth and laughed.

  ……

  Third Uncle's funeral was held with great solemnity. Hong Jun, as his only close nephew, bid farewell to him in the capacity of a filial son and escorted his coffin.

  The funeral was over, and more than a dozen days had passed without any news of the small coffin. Hong Jun decided to return to Bin Hai first. He bid farewell to his parents and set off with Rui Xin and Jin Hongshuang on the road back to Bin Hai.

  No matter whether they were in a car or on a train, Ping An chattered nonstop all the way. Hong Jun was afraid of being seen by passersby and not looking right, so Ping An told him that ordinary people couldn't see them, but if Hong Jun talked to them, others would think he was talking to thin air and was mentally ill. As a result, in order not to arouse suspicion, Hong Jun could only remain silent and listen to Ping An tell their story.

  Every family's ancestral pioneer has two envoys from the underworld at birth, serving as guardians of the new clan. Jin and Hong were siblings who died before they were two years old because they had received kindness from the Hong family in their lifetime, so they voluntarily became the guardians of the Hong family. From the time the ancestors settled in a small village to now, the two have been guardians for over 300 years. Originally, they lived inside the ancestral temple, but after liberation, the temple was destroyed and the two had nowhere to go, so they came to live at the ancestral tomb.

  Listening to the peaceful chirping, Hong Jun and his group returned to Bin Hai. Compared to home, the situation in Bin Hai was much better. Pang Chen's injuries recovered quickly, and within half a month, he was almost back to normal, to the point where the doctor would have asked him to leave if not for the sake of money. As Lin Jie put it, he was no longer nursing his wounds in the hospital, but simply fattening up.

  It was just a small snake, and he was still a bit dazed. The naturally timid and housebound him relied on his own strength to walk out of the mysterious mountains, exhausting all his energy. As soon as he returned to the dormitory and saw familiar friends, his energy dissipated immediately, turning into this state.

  Many people have had such an experience that in the face of sudden events, they can transcend physical strength and persevere, but once things are over and their spirits relax, they will fall seriously ill.

  That's just how little snakes are.

  Jin Hongshuang and his family, who had never seen a city before, arrived at the seaside, saw the prosperity and high-rise buildings, and were excited like children, running around everywhere. In plain language, they were getting familiar with their new environment, keeping up with the pace of the times, and finding some local friends to make it easier for them to live in this place in the future.

  "Does Gu have friends?" Hong Jun asked as soon as they returned.

  "If humans can have it, why can't ghosts?" Ping An retorted to Hong Jun's questioning, and after finishing speaking, they floated away again.

  "Why am I alive? What is the purpose of me coming to this world?" At night, he looked at Rui Xin, standing by the road and watching the hustle and bustle of people and cars, and spoke out his inner doubts.

  "Every time Huaqing reincarnates, it's to help people resolve their emotional knots and bring hope to those who are trapped or hurt by love. But just as too much water can be fatal, seeing too many emotions can also harm a person, even if they have great spiritual power. In the end, they still can't escape the pain of love and shed blood and tears. I think you've come to this world searching for something, haven't you?" Rui Xin said.

  "What are you looking for? How do you know so much about Huajing?" Hong Jun suddenly remembered the interrupted conversation back in his hometown. Who was this girl, anyway? How did she know so many things?

  "It was Lin Daochang who told me." Rui Xin smiled faintly.

  "Lin Dao Chang?" Hong Jun hesitated, suddenly remembering that it was when he was still at his old home, Third Uncle and Old Qian Tou had both mentioned a Daoist priest surnamed Lin, who was the one who took Third Uncle away as an infant.

  "Have you seen him? When?" Hong Jun asked.

  "That was six years ago. I went to look for my sister and came to a Taoist temple, where Lin Daozhang lived. That time, we talked for five hours. He told me many things and said that I would meet my life partner in college, but this person is not an ordinary person, he is the messenger of the underworld who has been reincarnated." Rui Xin said.

  Hong Jun was amazed, this Lin Daochang who he had never met before, was more omniscient than anyone he knew. How did he know so many things? What kind of person was he? Come to think of it, the "retreat" when he first saw Xiaoguan, could it be what he said?

  "How old is Lin Daochang?" Hong Jun asked.

  "He must be over 70 years old." Rui Xin replied. That's it, that voice also sounds like a 70 or 80-year-old man. If it really is him, then what role did Lin Daozhang play in this whole thing? He couldn't wait to go see him and ask him clearly about the matter.

  "Lin Daochang said, you know his existence must be anxious to find him, but he hopes you don't go, you can't find him even if you go, when the time is ripe, he will come to find you." Rui Xin seemed to have seen through Hong Jun's mind and said.

  "Oh, I see." Hong Jun was thoroughly convinced. This Lin Daozhang was simply all-knowing, even guessing his own thoughts accurately.

  Rui Xin leaned on Hong Jun's body: "Lin Dao Chang also said that you are a sentiment, since you came to this world, you should take on the responsibility of a sentiment, to resolve the sorrow and hardship in the love, friendship, and kinship of the world, and let more people feel the beauty of the word 'sentiment'."

  "But I still don't understand much about my origins, and besides, I don't know how to use any magic right now." Hong Jun said hesitantly.

  "No matter what, you are Huajing, and Huajing is the embodiment of great benevolence, righteousness, wisdom, and bravery. I hope you can be as good as him." Rui Xin's eyes sparkled with light, "You have me by your side, and also good friends like Pang Chen, and Jin Hong Shuang Shi. I believe that with your intelligence and wisdom, you will soon recover your magical powers and do everything that Huajing should do." Rui Xin said, "Even if it's for my sake, okay?"

  "For you?" Hong Jun asked in surprise.

  Rui Xin suddenly burst into tears: "Lin Daozhang said that if you can't recover your emotional powers and memories, I won't be able to be with you..."

  "What? Why?" Hong Jun's heart was greatly shocked.

  "I don't know, Lin Dao Chang didn't say much either. He just told me that you can only be with me for a long time if you become a true Immortal. Otherwise, we can only be together for five years." Rui Xin said, "Ah Bing, for my sake, you must recover your magical powers and memories as soon as possible and become a true Immortal."

  Five years? Hong Jun was stunned, how could things be like this? He couldn't figure it out. However, listening to the girl's plea in his arms, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, I am Hua Qing. I am a ghost messenger."

  "Even if it means climbing a mountain of knives and descending into a sea of fire, traversing the eighteen layers of hell, I will become a true guardian deity as soon as possible. With my power, I will protect you, so that we can be together forever."

  Rui Xin's eyes sparkled with tears: "Thank you. I believe in you." "Some things, we can't control." She whispered a sentence, her voice very soft and light, Hong Jun didn't hear it.