Ghost Husband, Don't Stop

I barely had time to react before my body went limp and my vision went black. I fell to the ground.

When I woke up, it was already the second day. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw Mu Feng by my side. He anxiously asked me how I was and if I was feeling unwell.

I shook my head and didn't say anything. Su Dao, who was standing behind Mu Feng, let out a long sigh and helplessly said, "The only thing to blame is that your yin energy is too strong. It was unexpected for you to be able to hear the Purgatory of the human realm.

I was stunned and immediately asked Taoist Su what was going on? He then explained to me that when a person dies, they have to go to the underworld to receive punishment. What they did before they died, they have to be punished for all their sins, this is well-known in the world, but what people don't know is that before every Yang Soul dies, they will also receive punishment, but once they wake up, they won't know anything. Yang Soul who receives punishment is because he has committed too many evils, but after being punished, although he doesn't know it, he will be punished for certain things.

For example, if you were punished with a broken arm, then you would lose your arm due to some accident and be punished for it.

I continued to ask why such a place like this was set up in the temple, and why it was quiet and peaceful inside. It shouldn't have happened like this, Daoist Priest Su told me that such a place existed in every temple, but only a few people knew about it. Even Yuan Kong and Yuan Ring didn't know about it here.

I sighed, so that was the case. It seems that I misunderstood Mu Feng yesterday, I thought that he was joking with me, but I recalled the last time I saw that bloody face, could it be that I was discovered by the Yin?

Mu Feng sensed that something was amiss, and was about to hide, when the Great Master said indifferently, "Since you are able to come in here, I believe that you are not some evil spirit. Come out, my Third Junior Brother can trust you, so I can trust you."

Hearing Great Master's words, my heart finally settled down. Honestly speaking, I was really worried that they would do something to Mu Feng, but it seemed that I was overthinking it.

I don't know why, but I'm starting to worry about Mu Feng's safety. Perhaps it's because I've been around him for a long time, so even if it's a kitten or a puppy, I should be worried.

Mu Feng appeared in front of us shortly after. He didn't say much as he stood beside Daoist Master Su. If we were to really count him, then the Grand Elder and Second Martial Aunt weren't as old as Mu Feng. It was just that the situation now seemed a bit different.

The Grand Master and Second Martial Uncle looked at him but didn't say anything. They turned their heads to look at me. It was as if Dao Elder Su already knew that this would happen.

Before the grand uncle could say anything, the second uncle said, "Lady Wenwen, are you alright?"

He looked completely different from when we had dinner last night, and now he seemed to have an unusual concern for me that was a bit artificial no matter how I looked at him. I thought back to last night when he knew I was a Soul Painter, could it be that there was something he wanted me to help him with?

I shook my head and smiled to show that I was all right. Second Martial Uncle nodded and smiled awkwardly, but he didn't say anything else. Then, Grand Master seemed to want to say something but stopped himself and let out a sigh.

If I didn't say anything now, I would be a little heartless. I smiled and asked Great Uncle if he had something he wanted to talk to me about. There was no need to make things difficult for him.

Only then did uncle master sigh. He looked towards Taoist Su and said with a deep voice towards me, "Since you are a Soul Painter, I would like you to draw a soul for me. Can you help me?"

When uncle master said this, I was stunned. It was just a soul. Even if I didn't help them, they would have still kept it. Why would they need me to do this?

Seeing my expression, he already knew what I meant, so he continued, "Lady Wenwen, if we want to keep this soul, there are many ways, but our ancestor taught us that we can't leave the ghost behind on our own, which means we need to raise a ghost. However, the ghost that you drew is different, it's an agreement with the Underworld, even if we don't violate the rules, we …"

I am Taoist Su's disciple in name and this is something that I should do. Moreover, I have my own selfish motives in doing so; firstly, I should build a good relationship with them, which would definitely be beneficial to me in the future. Secondly, when I go out with Mu Feng to search through my memories, I would inevitably encounter some strange things.

I don't know why, but the smile on Second Martial Uncle's face looked a little strange, making me feel very uncomfortable. But I can't ask him about it now, and after they said that, they left. Before they left, they told me to rest well, and tomorrow night, I could draw my soul.

I didn't understand why they chose to draw their souls at night, but before I could ask, the two of them had already left. Daoist Su looked at their backs and sighed, as if there was something hard to say.

I stood up from the bed and looked at Daoist Priest Su. "Daoist Priest Su, why do you look a bit unhappy? Is there something wrong?"

At this moment, Mu Feng walked to my side and sat down. He heaved a sigh of relief, as if he saw that they had not calmed him down a little. Looking at his useless appearance, he was clearly different from Liu Chen.

Daoist Priest Su didn't notice us. He only looked at me and said meaningfully, "If you can't help me, then don't. This matter isn't that simple."

I don't understand what Taoist Su means. Could it be that there's something wrong with the person who wants to draw the soul or something? Why would Taoist Su say that?

I was just about to ask him what was going on when he let out a long sigh and walked out. I quickly called out a few times, but he didn't seem to hear me and continued to walk out.

What was going on? Why were they all looking at one another? The Grand Master looked quite happy, but the Second Martial Uncle couldn't help but feel a bit hesitant. What was so unusual about this matter?