Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1168 - 1164: Pathetic

Tang Lingfeng rushed out in anger, naturally to settle scores with his father.

Zhang Guixi also realized this, and without bothering to eat lunch, she hurried home.

However, she was ultimately not as fast as her son. Before she even got into a car, Tang Lingfeng had already returned home and saw his dad.

To be precise, on the way back, probably because it was lunchtime, his father Tang Xiaoshan was carrying some marinated dishes heading home.

As he walked, he swayed every three steps, incredibly at ease.

Seeing him made Tang Lingfeng furious, and he instantly dropped from the air behind him, appearing and giving him a fierce shove.

Tang Xiaoshan lost his balance and fell flat on his face, his marinated dishes scattered all over the ground, and he hit his head, bleeding profusely.

"Ouch, ouch...which bastard..."

Tang Xiaoshan lay on the ground. Looking back, there wasn’t anyone behind him.

He reached up to cover his forehead, wondering if he had injured his brain, clearly feeling someone push him from behind, yet no one was there.

The fall left him quite dazed, unable to get up for a long time.

And Tang Lingfeng, who had reverted to ghost mode, laughed uncontrollably, his previous anger and resentment mostly dissipated.

He found this was a good idea, to keep scaring him, causing trouble for him, wearing him out but not killing him.

Tang Xiaoshan finally recovered enough to climb up, holding his forehead and nose. Seeing the mess on the ground, he felt a pang of regret. He limped and cursed his way home. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Arriving at the corner store, wanting to buy some beer, as soon as he stepped in, something seemed to trip him. He fell forward, crashing into the glass counter, with cans scattering all over the place.

"Damn, this damned road."

Tang Xiaoshan cursed as he climbed to his feet, patting the water off himself. The owner came out to take a look. Seeing nothing was damaged and Tang Xiaoshan’s beaten-up appearance, he didn’t have the heart to scold him, just waved him off.

He was tormented all the way as he went.

When Tang Xiaoshan reached the steps of his building, just as he lifted his foot to step up, he was pushed again from behind, causing him to stagger and hit the opposite wall with his head.

The impact left him dazed, seeing stars, as he held onto the railing beside him, gasping for air and unable to recover for a while.

"Damn it, did I run into misfortune today?"

Tang Xiaoshan got thoroughly angry, leaning on the stair railing, cursing into the empty air around him.

"Which bastard’s messing with me, come out if you have the guts, see if I won’t break your legs."

Tang Lingfeng hovered above him, snorted coldly, appeared, and slapped the back of Tang Xiaoshan’s head.

"Snap," a very crisp sound.

Tang Xiaoshan turned around suddenly, but there was still nothing behind him, not a single shadow.

Now, he was really scared. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and all his previous anger vanished, leaving only fear in his heart.

He recalled the ghost stories about being trapped by ghosts and being haunted by them, and thought about all the guilty things he had done over the years, especially what happened with his son. His legs turned to jelly, and he swallowed back his curses, scrambling upstairs, muttering shakily, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t come after me, don’t come after me..."

Tang Lingfeng followed behind him, seeing him so frightened, felt quite satisfied.

Tang Xiaoshan took out his keys to open the door, his hands trembling so much that it took him three tries to get the key into the lock. Tang Lingfeng deliberately summoned the Yin Wind to blow in his ear, then entered the house, appearing just long enough to knock on the door from the inside, then hid himself again.

"Ah, there’s a ghost."

Tang Xiaoshan was scared out of his wits, dropped the key, and ran downstairs, missing a step and rolled down a flight of stairs, injuring his head and bleeding, bruises all over, groaning on the stairway landing.

Tang Lingfeng approached to check if he was still breathing, relieved to find he was, as he hadn’t had enough fun yet.

Circling around Tang Xiaoshan twice, his eyes craftily gleamed with a new malicious idea.

This coward was afraid of ghosts, right? Then let’s scare him even more thoroughly.

Silently appearing, Tang Lingfeng squatted in front of Tang Xiaoshan, waving his small hand in front of his eyes.

Tang Xiaoshan, clutching his chest and gasping for air, caught sight of a small figure from the corner of his eye, startled to find himself face to face with a pair of bright eyes, belonging to his deceased son.

"Ah~, Fengzai, is that you~"

Tang Xiaoshan was scared out of his wits, scrambling backward, hitting the wall heavily, his voice trembling, "You...don’t come near, dad was wrong, dad was truly wrong, please forgive dad..."

Tang Lingfeng said nothing, only stared coldly, his little face taut, his eyes filled with hatred beyond his years.

Tang Xiaoshan felt a chill down his spine, every hair standing up, his teeth chattering so much he could barely speak.

"Don’t scare me, I’ll burn offerings for you, I’ll burn you delicious food..."

Tang Lingfeng, hearing this, felt even angrier. Back then, when he beat and scolded him, he didn’t think about this day.

So he directly kicked him. Tang Xiaoshan quickly raised his arms to block, but found nothing happened, and looked to see no one there.

Just as Tang Xiaoshan was confused, hurried footsteps echoed from the other end of the hallway, accompanied by Zhang Guixi’s tearful calls: "Old Tang, Old Tang, where are you? Fengzai, Fengzai, don’t act rashly~"

Hearing Zhang Guixi’s voice was like grabbing onto a lifeline for Tang Xiaoshan. He mustered all his strength to shout: "Guixi, Guixi, I’m here, there’s a ghost, Fengzai’s ghost is back, save me."

Zhang Guixi followed the voice, seeing the beaten-up Tang Xiaoshan curled on the steps, her heart tensed, she quickly rushed over, helped him up, and pleaded into empty air: "Fengzai, mom’s here, don’t scare your dad, stop it, mom’s begging you..."

Tang Lingfeng floated nearby, watching his mother wiping the blood off Tang Xiaoshan’s face while begging the empty air, his anger flared again.

He was clearly standing up for his mother, yet she still protected this man who hit her, who caused her suffering.

"Mom, after all he’s done to you, and you’re still protecting him?"

Tang Lingfeng appeared, his voice laced with grievance and anger, echoing in the hallway.

Zhang Guixi’s body stiffened, tears instantly falling: "Fengzai, mom knows you’re wronged, but he’s still your dad...don’t make it hard on mom...if you really care for mom, spare him, mom will talk to him, make him change, make sure he never makes mistakes again..."

Tang Lingfeng looked at his mother’s tear-reddened eyes, her cautiously supporting Tang Xiaoshan, feeling unspeakably frustrated, a rage with nowhere to vent.

He abruptly turned, turned into a gust of Yin Wind, drifted out of the hallway, leaving behind a tear-choked sentence.

"Mom, you’re always like this...one day, you’ll be harmed by him too..."

Tang Lingfeng descended in the park where he met Dou Dou, crouched down, and cried loudly, feeling wronged and confused.

He couldn’t understand at all, why his mom would be like this, why she would still protect his dad.

Dou Dou silently descended from the air, sat on a nearby swing, curiously watching the sobbing Tang Lingfeng, puzzled at why he was this way.