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Especially those traffickers temporarily detained in police holding cells—not only did they have to endure terrifying cycles in their dreams, but even when awake, they suffered beatings and punishment from other prisoners. These experiences kept generating negative emotions within them, and all that panic, fear, unease, regret, and even despair would be absorbed by the Illusory Spirit Array.

By this point, Feng Yang had completed more than half of what he had promised Wen Wan and Huo Yanran. Over the past few days, the obsessions of the two vengeful ghost ladies and the wronged ghost girl had slowly begun to fade. Feng Yang's Vengeful Ghost Talisman took the opportunity to collect quite a bit of the leaking ghostly energy and soul power.

Now, Feng Yang only needed to complete the final part of the contract. Then, when the obsessions of the two ghosts completely dissipated and their souls returned to the underworld for reincarnation, he could collect the final wave of soul power and golden karmic light.

"Feng Yang, I'm counting on you." Because her ghostly power was weak, Wen Wan, whose face had always been terrifying, could barely maintain the sweet, clean appearance she had worn in life with the help of the Vengeful Ghost Talisman.

Huo Yanran, already a mid-level vengeful ghost, silently watched the little wronged ghost Wen Wan, who had dressed up and was preparing to see her parents. Suddenly, she flicked her hand, sending a dense stream of soul power into Wen Wan's body. The little ghost staggered from the impact.

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The little ghost looked at the vengeful ghost big shot with a baffled expression.

Like Huo Yanran, Wen Wan was, in a sense, Feng Yang's client. But after spending the past few days together, the little wronged ghost had been so terrified of the vengeful ghost lady that she did not even dare stay alone with her. She was afraid Huo Yanran's vicious aura would flare up and she would swallow her whole.

Huo Yanran raised her head to look at the sky and said awkwardly, "When you go see your parents later, you can bring them into the Illusory Spirit Array. I'll open up a separate area for you. Even if you want to take them traveling around the world, you can."

After all, she only had this one chance in her life.

Huo Yanran said, "The Illusory Spirit Array has absorbed too many negative emotions recently. It would be a waste to let them sit there."

The little wronged ghost looked at the vengeful ghost big shot with tearful eyes, too moved to speak. She probably had not expected that someone she had met by chance less than a few days ago would help her do something like this.

Feng Yang was a little surprised as well. But he said nothing.

Wen Wan's parents were staying in a small inn near the A City Public Security Bureau. When Feng Yang found the place, the elderly couple was not in their room. Feng Yang summoned some wandering ghosts near the inn and asked around, only to learn that Wen Wan's parents had not returned to the inn at all. They had ordered an urn from a funeral goods shop near the police station, contacted the local funeral home, and were preparing to take Wen Wan's ashes back to their hometown for burial.

Feng Yang finally found Wen Wan's parents at the funeral home.

The elderly couple stood hunched over in the mourning hall. The memorial hall set up by the funeral home was exceptionally empty. The husband and wife knelt before the bier, their faces deeply wrinkled and their hair snow-white, as though they had aged another ten years overnight. Their cloudy, dry eyes were bloodshot as they stared blankly at the pile of white bones on the bier.

Feng Yang remembered that when the elderly couple had accepted the production crew's interview that morning, they had clutched Wen Wan's remains and wept bitterly. Cloudy tears had streamed down the creases at the corners of their eyes, every drop falling onto the bones in their arms. Even Wen Wan, hiding in the shadows, had felt that wetness. But now, the two old people could no longer shed tears. Their unfocused, vacant eyes stared fixedly at the bones on the bier without the slightest ripple, like four dry wells.

Following at Feng Yang's side, Wen Wan sobbed as she lunged forward, trying to embrace her parents. Yet she passed through them again and again.

Feng Yang's original plan had been to introduce himself first and give Wen Wan's parents some context before letting Wen Wan appear, so as not to frighten the elderly couple.

But seeing the situation now... The Vengeful Ghost Talisman in Feng Yang's palm heated slightly. The next moment, the entire mourning hall was enveloped by an invisible vengeful ghost barrier, and the wronged ghost girl's soul suddenly appeared before her parents.

This time, Wen Wan finally managed to embrace her father and mother.

The elderly couple was stunned by the icy temperature against them and their daughter's sudden appearance behind them. They could hardly believe it. "Nannan, is that you? Is it really you? You came back? You finally came back. You silly girl, where have you been all these years?"

"Dad—Mom—" Wen Wan cried out to her parents with all her strength. At that instant, crystalline droplets suddenly flowed from her two previously hollow ghost eyes.

Even Feng Yang, waiting outside the mourning hall, was stunned by the sight.

Ghosts did not possess human emotions. They could not shed tears. There were only two circumstances in which they could cry. One was at the moment when their wish was fulfilled and their obsession completely vanished. Filled with gratitude, they would shed a tear of merit before entering reincarnation. The other was when their souls were about to scatter completely, yet they still had attachments in their hearts. Unable to let go, unable to leave, unable to see through it all, they would ultimately—

His heart suddenly began to ache, a dense, lingering pain like needle pricks. Feng Yang silently clenched his right hand and watched that tear of merit drift through the vengeful ghost barrier into his palm.

Inside the mourning hall, Wen Wan's soul had already begun to slowly dissipate. White soul power mixed with golden karmic light continuously spilled from her body. She probably had less than seven days left.

"After the seventh day, I can go to the underworld and wait to be reincarnated."

"Mom, Dad, don't worry. I never did anything bad in this life, so when I'm reincarnated in the next, I definitely won't suffer. You have to take good care of yourselves..."

From inside the mourning hall came Wen Wan's soft, fragmented words as she comforted her parents. Her voice was gentle and clear, without the slightest trace of eeriness. Even after encountering the most sinister human hearts and the cruelest separations between life and death, the girl's heart remained pure and kind. She was even grateful that after her death, she had fortunately met Feng Yang, a spirit medium. He had saved her from becoming a resentful ghost, helped her see her parents, and helped her enter reincarnation. She was also deeply grateful to the vengeful ghost lady for lending her the Illusory Spirit Array.

"I'm taking you two traveling around the world." The girl linked arms with her parents, excited like an ordinary college student. "The three of us will have fun for a full seven days. We won't have to spend a single cent to see the most beautiful scenery, stay in the finest hotels, and buy the most expensive gifts. Isn't that wonderful?"