Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1073 - 1069: Things Are Good Now

At the entrance of the community, Wei Zhenhua and his wife did not get out of the car immediately, displaying hesitation.

Seeing this, Zixu took the initiative and said, "Mom, let's get out."

"Ah, okay." It was only then that Fan Xiaohong opened the car door.

Seeing mother and son get out of the car, Wei Zhenhua seemed to have a thousand words, but ultimately just said thank you, and then followed suit.

"Goodbye, brother." Zixu, having gotten out of the car, waved at Shen Siyuan.

"Now that it's over, come back early." Shen Siyuan said.

"Okay." Zixu responded obediently.

"Where are you going? Who exactly are you?" Next to them, Fan Xiaohong suddenly became agitated.

Seeing that Wei Zhenhua had already gotten out of the car, Shen Siyuan directly gestured for Zhong Xiaonan to drive.

So Zhong Xiaonan stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Fan Xiaohong instinctively wanted to chase after them, but found her hand being held by her son.

"Mom~"

That one word from Zixu calmed all of Fan Xiaohong's emotions, making her completely steady.

"Since you've returned, we won't go anywhere, we'll just stay at home." Fan Xiaohong embraced him and said.

"Let's talk when we get home."

Wei Zhenhua looked down at the ground, once again confirming that their son indeed had no shadow.

"Yes, let's go home, we're going home."

Fan Xiaohong hurriedly headed towards home, holding Zixu's hand.

"Is our home here now? No wonder I couldn't find the place." Zixu, pulled into the community by his mother, curiously looked around.

"Yes, we've been living here for many years." Answered Wei Zhenhua, following them.

"Why don't we live in the old place?" Zixu asked curiously.

"Due to urban renewal, the houses there were demolished and replaced with tall buildings." Wei Zhenhua said.

Listening to the father and son's questions and answers, even the hurried steps of Fan Xiaohong slowed down.

"No wonder I couldn't find the place." Zixu sighed deeply.

"Did you look for it?" Fan Xiaohong turned around and asked, her voice full of regret.

"Yes, I searched for a long time, but never found it. Later... later I stopped searching."

Talking about the past still made Zixu feel sad, his voice slightly choking.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Hearing this, Fan Xiaohong was full of self-reproach.

"You should have gone to the police, they would help you find us." Wei Zhenhua said.

This issue had previously been asked by Fan Xiaohong in the car, but Zixu had not answered.

They thought Zixu wouldn't speak, but unexpectedly he did.

"I couldn't do that, the police couldn't see me." Zixu said.

"Why couldn't they see you?" Fan Xiaohong was somewhat puzzled.

Wei Zhenhua looked down at the ground, his body slightly trembling.

"Because I've died. After dying, I became a ghost, so the police couldn't see me naturally." Zixu said in a very calm voice.

Indeed... thought Wei Zhenhua inwardly, this was also the result he most wanted to believe.

But Fan Xiaohong felt her head buzzing, her mind spinning, yet she still forced out a smile.

"What nonsense, you're perfectly fine. Mom is not just talking to you, but also touching you, hugging you…" she said, patting Zixu's little head with a trembling hand.

"That's because of brother, he helped me so that you can see me. Don't be sad, I'm doing well now…" said Zixu understandingly.

"Brother? Is it Mr. Shen?" Wei Zhenhua asked.

"Yes, brother is a very good person." Zixu said.

"Who is he?" Wei Zhenhua was both curious and incredulous.

"He's the Qiong Province Governor, a very high-ranking official." Zixu said.

"Qiong State Governor? What does he do?"

Even though Wei Zhenhua wasn't an uneducated person, he truly couldn't immediately recall what a State Governor was, or this position?

"He's the Lord Governor in charge of overseeing Qiong Province's ghost gods. All those who die are under his governance, he's quite powerful." Zixu answered.

Wei Zhenhua's eyes widened at these words, while Fan Xiaohong forced a smile, saying: "What nonsense, there's no such thing as gods and ghosts."

Quite clearly, she didn't want to accept this fact.

Before Zixu could speak, Wei Zhenhua sighed and pointed at the ground, "Look at this."

Fan Xiaohong looked down somewhat perplexed.

"Look at what?" Her tone was harsh; her mind was in turmoil, not feeling well.

But before Wei Zhenhua could answer, she herself realized that there were only two shadows on the ground, extended long in the sunlight.

Suddenly realizing that, Fan Xiaohong lifted her head abruptly, embracing Zixu tightly, and continuously touching his cheeks and body.

"How can this be? How can this be? This is perfectly fine, everything is fine…"

She said, tears cascading down.

"Mom, don't be sad." Zixu reached out to wipe her tears away.

"I haven't grown up, doesn't this seem strange to you? So much time has passed, I should have grown up…" Zixu said with a smile.

He was genuinely smiling, not saddened because he had already let go, accepted the fact that he was dead, and felt it was alright now.

"Wooooo…" Fan Xiaohong embraced him tightly, wailing.

"How could mom not know? Mom just… just…"

She just didn't want to believe it. Her son's return was all that mattered; everything else was subconsciously overlooked, deliberately not delving into the matter.

"Xiao Xu, mom's treasure, mom hoped day and night, how could you just… how could you…"

Fan Xiaohong suddenly remembered what Shen Siyuan had said, her heart startled.

"You, will you leave again? Don't leave, okay?"

She loosened her embrace and looked into Zixu's eyes, pleading.

Zixu shook his head, "I can't, Mom. I'm already dead; I'm now a ghost. I promised brother to return."

Fan Xiaohong wanted to say more but was directly interrupted by Wei Zhenhua.

"Enough, don't say anything more, let's go home… go home…" He said as he took Zixu's hand again.

The reason he stopped his wife from continuing was because if the ghost was real, then Mr. Shen was probably really the Lord Governor overseeing Qiong Province's ghost gods. If anything disrespectful was said and angered him, they might not care, but their son, what about him?

"Yes, let's go home." The couple, each holding one of Zixu's hands, walked home.

"Xiao Xu, have you been okay all these years?"

"Not really."

"I'm sorry, it's mom's fault, mom lost you, it's all my fault."

"It's not, it's not mom's fault, I was deceived by a swindler myself."

"Can you tell Mom and Dad about your experiences over the years?"

"Sure, after Mom left that day, an uncle selling candied gourds came…"

...

Miserable wails echoed through the Wei Family.

"Wretched, wretched…"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

"It's okay, it's all over now…"

It's over.

Now it's alright.