C48 He Hao (2/2)

Lu Zhinan sympathised with ghost evil very much in his heart, but at the same time, he understood why He Hao had so decisively made such a choice after losing his loved one. It was just that He Hao's methods were too despicable and insidious, and were despised by gentlemen.

”ghost evil, do you need my help?”

Not only was he in charge of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he was also a relative of the imperial family. He was well protected and trusted by the Emperor Yongle.

ghost evil looked at Lu Zhinan and felt warmth in his heart. Honest and hypocritical, she believed that he could still see through it.

She shook her head and said indifferently: ”Young Marquis Lu, thank you. However, this is a grudge between He Hao and the Wang Family, and me.

Growing a melon, growing beans, everything has its cause and effect.

A person's life is poor and lifespan is limitless. They have to report their marriage fate, and all of it comes from karma.

After a pause, ghost evil said, ”Let's go.”

At this moment, she really put it down.

The two names engraved on the tablet were both victims of this dispute. If there really was retribution, then the Wang family had already paid the price.

This grudge in the world ends here.

As for He Hao, in the future, they would definitely have a chance to meet again in Yinsi Underworld.

July 15th, Zhongyuan Festival.

On this day, the gates to hell were opened, and all the ghosts in the Underworld were released. The people paid homage to their ancestors, went to their graves, lit their lamps, and illuminated the road home for the dead.

The night was slightly cold.

The houses on both sides of the street laid out wooden tables. On the tables were fruits and vegetables, dried meat, wine and other necessities. They were all made of tin foil that had been folded into spindles and burned along the street.

People held lanterns in their hands, gathering from all directions. The bits of flame finally merged into a huge, winding fire dragon. It was a truly spectacular sight.

In the center of the open plain was a large drum, and people were waiting in a circle.

An old man walked up and saw that he was wearing a dark green robe and had feathers on his head. He held a drumstick in his hand and raised his hand to beat the drum heavily.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the lantern went off.

Qingyuan held a stick of candied fruits in her hand, her mouth bulging like a squirrel's.

”The others are here to put out the lanterns, while Qingyuan is here to watch the show.”

Lu Zhinan wore a long, snow-white silk garment with auspicious clouds rolling around its edges. His black hair was tied up in a jade crown with a smile on his face.

Qingyuan tried her best to swallow the food in her mouth and said, ”These secular holidays have nothing to do with me. Of course, I can only watch the show.”

Then, as if she had found some treasure, she exclaimed excitedly, ”Oh, I like it best when I fry chestnuts.”

Qingyuan turned around quickly, her figure flashed as she took a few steps forward.

The surging tide of people quickly separated Lu Zhinan from Qing Yuan. Lu Zhinan helplessly looked into the distance until her figure was engulfed by the crowd.

On the surface of the Qin Huai River, lanterns were rippling. Sometimes they were still, sometimes they fluctuated, and sometimes they were reflected in each other's eyes.

Lu Zhinan found a relatively secluded corner and sat on the stone steps. He took out the Fire Scythe and lit the candle in the lamp, then placed the lamp into the river. He raised his hand and gently stirred the river water, causing the lamp to float further and further away from him.

On the other side of the river, a young couple was holding a child. They were talking and laughing, and their faces were filled with a blissful smile.