In the hall, Old Zhao's corpse was still trembling faintly, as though it might prop itself up at any moment. It seemed the evil ghost that had borrowed his body just now still remained inside.
Old Zhao had not entered the underworld for a long time and had gradually become an evil ghost. No one knew when it had begun, but he had been hovering beside his corpse, trying to force the evil ghost inside his body out.
Seeing Old Zhao trying to reclaim his body, Elder Hai shook his head. He and Old Zhao had known each other for years, and seeing his old friend unable to rest left him deeply saddened. "We were old friends. Seeing you like this... it hurts me even more."
"Grandpa!" Zhao Qian performed a spell and wiped her eyes with ox tears. She saw her grandfather floating there unsteadily, and the grief in her heart was plain to see.
She had just tried to run over when I stopped her.
"Sigh... Zhao Zhou, Zhao Zhou. Look at what you've done. Your father has ended up like this. Do you really feel any better?" Lin Feiyu sighed.
Zhao Zhou clenched his teeth and turned his head away. "In the Household, I was the one my father thought least of! I was constantly scolded from childhood to adulthood. He wanted to leave everything to the eldest. I hated him!"
"But even a tiger won't eat its cubs. He never intended to harm you. This is a wicked karmic tangle, and yet you've kept him from entering the underworld, turning him into a wandering ghost?" Elder Hai said. He then took out a paper effigy, muttered an incantation, and casually wrote Old Zhao's name inside it before calling out, "Old brother, your body is here."
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