He Tiantian initially only told her daughter that she went to the health product factory to freeload, oh no, to attend activities.
As she spoke, she ntioned He Zhuo, who had been "missing" for over three months.
She cursed and swore, and just by the tone of her voice, it was clear that she was very dissatisfied with this son who had beco disobedient.
However, He Tiantian didn’t continue to express suspicion about He Zhuo’s identity.
She seed to simply think that her son had grown up, beco cunning, and was no longer as obedient and sensible as before!
As for being possessed, or inhabited by an Evil Ghost, she never thought about it.
Seeing her like this, He Yue felt relieved.
Regarding "He Zhuo," it’s enough for her alone to know.
She would find a way; she would bring her brother back.
As for Dad, let him continue being a happy Dead Old Miser.
Going to the health product club every day, occasionally attending a health eting, and then participating in activities like visiting factories... Busy and cheerful, quite good!
"Okay, Dad, I’ve noted it all, and I’ll be careful!"
He Yue didn’t tell her dad that she would take the opportunity of him going out to run to the Taoist Temple to seek experts.
She obediently agreed and expressed that she would be well-behaved.
He Tiantian seed not to notice He Yue’s flickering gaze. Seeing her daughter being so obedient, she nodded in satisfaction.
Then, she packed simple luggage and let a salesman from a health product brand drive her away from the urban village, heading straight for the high-speed rail station.
After seeing off her dad, He Yue wasted no ti, slinging her backpack and quickly heading to the long-distance bus station.
The Qingyun Temple that Xuan Ming spoke of was in a small county under the jurisdiction of the city next to He Yue’s.
There was no high-speed rail, only a long-distance bus, about a three-hour journey.
He Yue bought a ticket, got on the bus, holding her phone, checking information while planning in her heart.
By noon, He Yue arrived at the county.
She found a tricycle and chugged up the mountain road.
After a bumpy forty-minute ride on the winding mountain road, she finally arrived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.
And Qingyun Temple was halfway up Qingyun Mountain.
He Yue paid the fare, watching the tricycle driver leave.
She found a flat rock, sat there, and ate so simple bread.
After filling her stomach, He Yue started climbing the mountain.
It took her another hour to reach Qingyun Temple.
Xuan Ming was not wrong; this Taoist Temple was indeed small, and the incense offerings were not particularly flourishing.
But, when He Yue stepped into the Taoist Temple and arrived at the main hall, she felt an inexplicable tranquility.
It was as if her Divine Soul was being soothed.
He Yue’s heart trembled, this place seed quite mysterious!
Such a mysterious feeling, indescribable, yet she just had this feeling.
When she saw True Master Qingyang with his aged and deep eyes, He Yue felt even more as if she had been seen through.
Those eyes, wise, compassionate, seed to see through everything.
He Yue was both nervous and excited, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, about to speak.
True Master Qingyang shook his head slightly.
He Yue’s heart sank.
What did he an?
Was True Master Qingyang not letting her speak, or had he already calculated what she wanted to ask and directly gave an answer?
Wait, what did she want to ask just now?
Oh, right, she wanted to ask if there was any way to save her brother!!
And True Master Qingyang was shaking his head, was he trying to tell her that her brother was beyond saving?!
He Yue was panicked, tears already streaming down her face.
No, I’ve worked so hard just to find my brother.
Why not even try and directly refuse?!
"True Master Qingyang, my brother—"
In a mont of desperation, He Yue couldn’t care for small talk and blurted out her heartfelt words.
True Master Qingyang shook his head again and sighed, "He has already been reincarnated!"
He Yue’s eyes widened.
In fact, she had this suspicion before.
But she always refused to believe it.
After all, in the web novels she read, most people who ti-traveled ended up dead.
Even if there were a few with residual souls, now it’s been several months, probably also, also—
"...your brother’s situation is quite strange. Logically, he should have faced a ’soul scattering’ calamity, but a wisp of his residual soul was saved by a mysterious force and sent into reincarnation!"
True Master Qingyang’s transparent eyes flashed with confusion.
However, seeing He Yue already crying with a face full of tears, the old man felt sowhat compassionate.
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