Guoguo guessed that perhaps this little princess also accidentally fell into the tomb while looking for him.
Thinking of this, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.
His tone softened a little.
"I, I wasn’t being fierce with you. I heard from the elders in the village that the female ghost in the Evil Ghost Cave is very powerful."
Bai Zhi’er put her little hands on her waist: "Feng Fu is not a fierce ghost, she’s a good person, killed unjustly!"
Guoguo was stunned: "Feng Fu?"
The little one nodded: "You’ve heard of her?"
"I heard people ntion her before, the elders all said she was cursed with a life that brought misfortune to her husbands."
"Her second husband, after she died, was suddenly struck by lightning on the way to the city shortly after."
"It’s said that he died terribly, his body separated from his head. At that ti, everyone said it was Feng Fu’s doing."
"But later, the entire Yongquan Village was constantly troubled by mountain floods, the crops yielded nothing, and the spring water occasionally dried up."
"People said that this land was cursed by Feng Fu, so they moved away."
Bai Zhi’er puffed her cheeks: "They dare to say that? That’s so vile!"
"Clearly, Feng Fu was murdered by those villagers and her second husband!"
"The suffering they encountered was retribution, not a curse."
Her mother said that in the world, there is an intangible cycle of cause and effect.
It records everyone’s good and evil deeds.
Justice is clear, and retribution is sure.
Guoguo saw her righteous indignation, as if she knew Feng Fu.
He couldn’t help but be puzzled.
This Feng Fu had been dead for decades, where did this little one’s anger co from?
No matter what, Guoguo said: "Later, I can take you to see the forr ancestral graves of Yongquan Village."
Bai Zhi’er thought for a mont, her eyes brightened: "Is Feng Fu’s first husband also buried there?"
Guoguo nodded: "Probably, after all, in the past, the dead from Yongquan Village would all be buried there."
Soon, Feng Fuce brought the Xiu Luo Envoys up.
They not only brought up Feng Fu’s remains but also the gold and silver jewelry buried with her.
Guoguo was shocked: "You actually robbed a grave?!"
Feng Fuce glanced at him coolly: "If you’re stupid, say less."
Bai Zhi’er quickly told Feng Fuce her thought.
The young man looked at Guoguo, raising his eyebrows slightly: "You lead the way?"
Guoguo knew that once he admitted it, he would no longer be able to hide his past.
Sooner or later, Feng Fuce would trace the lead in Yongquan Village back to him.
But, looking at Bai Zhi’er with her bright, expectant eyes beside him.
Guoguo sighed.
He had caused this little princess to fall into the cave, so let this be his way of making it up to her!
"Follow ." Guoguo turned and led the way.
With faint mories guiding them, the group walked for thirty minutes and finally found the old site of Yongquan Village’s ancestral graves.
It was desolate beyond asure, with eerie bird calls.
Small grave mounds stood in this place of eternal rest.
Guoguo pointed to the largest tombstone: "That’s Feng Fu’s first husband’s grave."
She had arranged a very respectable posthumous ceremony for her late husband.
The words on the tombstone were engraved with plated silver.
A thin layer of stone bricks covered the grave mound.
Bai Zhi’er looked around, pointing next to it: "Bury Feng Fu beside her husband there."
This man who truly loved her should bring her final peace.
Feng Fuce nodded, and the Xiu Luo Envoys imdiately began digging.
Feng Fu’s remains, wrapped in a cloth, were temporarily placed on the ground.
Bai Zhi’er squatted beside them, extending her little hand gently onto the skeleton.
"May you enter reincarnation soon, with a peaceful mind, free of care."
With the soft, sweet whispers of the little one, pink glimrs invisible to others, like bits of starlight, covered the skeleton.
It was at this mont that Feng Fuce turned to look at Bai Zhi’er.
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