Chen Shi slowly woke up from his flesh and blood, opened his eyes, and sat up.
Granny Sha breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly asking, "Little Ten, what happened? Were you caught by other ghosts and gods, or imprisoned? Your father was worried to death! Your mother is completely heartless, and kept saying you were fine..."
Chen Shi was quiet and calm, his expression normal, and said, "Aunt Qiutong, I'm fine. Don't worry, just a little accident happened."
Chen Tang walked quickly up to the sacrificial platform, feeling he was being too hasty, so he slowed his pace, nodded gently, and said, "It's good that you came back safely. Your mother was worried to death, always feeling that you had an accident in the Underworld."
Granny Sha glanced at him, sneering inwardly that it was clearly Chen Tang who had kept urging her to recall Chen Shi's primordial spirit to prevent anything from happening to his son, yet he deliberately pushed the blame onto Wu Qingyu.
Chen Shi stood up, familiarizing himself with his body, and said, "Father, I'm fine."
Chen Tang looked at him, feeling that his son had changed somewhat. The previous erratic fidgetiness was a bit less, and there was more maturity.
Yet Chen Tang immediately felt again that Chen Shi seemed somewhat unfamiliar with this body, as his walking was not as coordinated as before.
Fortunately, it was not long before Chen Shi grew accustomed to his physical body.
He had grown too used to being a skeleton these past few days, always feeling he could decompose at any moment, turning into individual bones and then reassembling himself in the distance.
Alas, a physical body could not be used that way.
"Father, Aunt Qiutong, has the evil inside my body been completely eradicated?" Chen Shi stepped