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Chapter 50 Mother
  Although I have already guessed that the female ghost from twenty years ago is related to me, and may even be my mother.

But the speculation in my heart is a different feeling than hearing it from someone I trust.

I had mixed feelings in my heart, and then I heard the head of Shibi Village roar again:
  "You bitch, Xipi! You Tu Lao Er is the only one with a lot of things! How could you come out again and you still want to lie to me? Didn't you handle the matter twenty years ago!"

The second uncle also refused to give in and retorted:
  "Oh? Are you so angry that your brain is broken? I solved the problem, so why is the female ghost coming out to kill again now?"

"Haha, that's because I didn't solve it back then!"

"You know how you tortured Bai Wanying! How can I, a fledgling boy, have the ability to deal with such a resentful creature!"

"You think that after I have solved the problem, you can't wait to threaten me with my ancestral graves, hoping that I will shut up?"

"That's ridiculous. Do you think I promised you?! I promised Bai Wanying!"

"Bai Wanying never left!"

"But the two of us also made a deal and a promise. I will no longer interfere in this matter, and as long as you don't start abducting women again and repeat the disaster of the box girl, she will never come out again!"

But... they did it!

The second uncle didn't say the last word, but I could see what he wanted to say from his angry face.

So that’s it!
  It's not that the second uncle doesn't care about this matter, but he is trapped in the promise he made with 'Bai Wanying' and can't tell him directly. He hates people so much.
  Perhaps, we are just waiting for the day when 'Bai Wanying' will go on a killing spree to clean up the filth.

From the beginning to the end, the second uncle's heart was leaning towards the 'Bai Wanyings'!

My heart skipped a beat, all the fatigue and hardship of so many days came to my mind, and when the words came to my lips, they only turned into one sentence:
  "Second uncle."

Actually, I wanted to call daddy, but my second uncle definitely wouldn’t agree.

The second uncle patted my shoulder to express comfort, then took a few steps forward and stood directly in front of me. Wherever he looked, no one dared to look at him again.

After the villagers heard that the ghost had not left, their expressions were unpredictable. After hastily picking up the body parts on the ground, a large group of people crowded together and rushed back.

The light of the torch gradually disappeared. My second uncle sighed deeply and touched my head:
  "Abai, don't blame my second uncle for putting you in danger these days."

"It's just that you have to face these things."

At that moment, I actually saw deep sadness in my second uncle's eyes, but it only lasted for a moment and then disappeared, as if it was my illusion.

I felt my throat was extremely dry, but I still asked the question I wanted to ask the most:
  "Second uncle, my mother."

The second uncle nodded:
  "In the cave, always been in the cave."

"She was tortured here and died here. I was entrusted by those old and immortal things to drive out ghosts here. We were evenly matched."

"Only a little bit, my sword will cut her off."

"She called me a beast who helped those animals, and told me one by one what she had received over the years. I was young and couldn't stand such stimulation. I immediately wanted to turn around and go down the mountain to avenge them, but she stopped me. .”

"She said that I can't find a few beasts involved in trafficking when I go down the mountain. It's better to wait and let her stay here and become a sword here."

"The next time the blood arouses her resentment, she will appear and kill those bad guys."

My second uncle couldn’t remember it, but my mind suddenly cleared and I said:

"The Sword of Damocles."

The legendary ‘Hanging Sword’.
  What my mother probably meant was, 'She stays here, and if something like this happens again, she will be a murderous sword that can fall down at any time and chop off other people's heads.'

The second uncle was stunned, counted the numbers on his hands, nodded, and sighed:

"Yes, that's fine. A Bai, I'm more useful than your second uncle. I haven't read all these years in vain."

Listening to the tone of my second uncle's behavior, my face turned pale:
  "My mother also knows, so she has read many books."

A foreign woman who has read books and is well versed in Chinese and foreign countries, and can give birth to me, is likely to be a beautiful woman.

What she experienced in this backward village is something no one can imagine. I can't guess what happened in her life, and I don't know why she still had such a big obsession after her death and wanted to protect those abducted women.

I even heard her name today after living for twenty years.

Bai Wanying, my mother.

And me, my name is Liu Bai.

Perhaps seeing that my mood was not right, my second uncle hugged me and pushed me forward:

"That's probably it. The second disaster has come, so there's no need to keep it secret anymore. My second uncle has nothing to hide from you this time."

The force behind me gently pushed me into the cave. My second uncle's face, which was usually calm even if the sky collapsed, turned red. He said with tears in his eyes:
  "Go meet your mother."

I staggered and stepped into the cave where the smell of blood still lingered.

Only this time, I wasn't afraid anymore.

It was already dark outside, and it was even darker in the cave. I had no torch or any lighting tools.

But this time, I no longer felt panic or fear in my heart.

My mother is here and I shouldn't be afraid.

I slowly groped along the wall towards the second cave. Everything was so silent in the darkness. I could only hear my own breathing, footsteps and expectant heartbeat.

Soon, I touched the crack in the stone. After crossing it, my eyes were still dark.

I heard my voice trembling as I shouted:

"Mother."

It's not fear, it's excitement.

I have been very strong since I was a child, and I can fight in several surrounding villages without any opponent. But when others point at me and scold me for not having a parent, I will also feel sad.

But I won't suffer any loss. I'll beat anyone who criticizes me. The beating will make them remember and stop scolding them.

I always thought that my temper was like that of my second uncle, but now it seems that maybe I am more like my mother.

She may have thought so too, so she was willing not to enter reincarnation, but to stay here and make a sword.

If they dare to cross the thunder pool, then kill them until they dare not!
  My voice echoed around the stone walls, but no one answered me.

But I knew Mom was coming because I felt it.

There was a faint chill on the side of my face. It was not the wind, it was more like someone caressing my cheek through the cold Styx.

I could no longer suppress my tears and called out again:

"Mother."

"Don't call me that."

why? !

In the darkness, a small sound suddenly came, and then I could only feel the chill leaving my face.

The sound in the cave has no warmth at all, and the opening is like ice forming under the eaves in late winter:

"You are the flesh and blood of that beast."

"So, don't call me mom."

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