The moment those inner thoughts rang out, even the ghost himself was dumbfounded.
He remembered only three. How had another one appeared?
Where exactly had the extra one come from? Why couldn't he remember?
He looked pleadingly at the calm group of children opposite him.
He had brought these children here three months ago and had become very familiar with them. He thought they were quite dependable.
Yet the looks they gave him were hard to describe.
If even the ghost involved didn't know, how were they supposed to know?
[Lan Yue: No wonder I nearly missed it. The male ghost himself had forgotten this memory. A few years ago, he suffered cultivation deviation.]
[Huh, even male ghosts can suffer cultivation deviation? Whatever, that's not important. That description was probably just used so I could understand. After his cultivation went awry, he took human form and went ashore to find the people he'd invested in before.]
[Who would've thought he had no sense of direction? After spending several hundred years in the water, he couldn't even read when he went ashore and nearly got swindled away.]
[Then a young woman saved him, showed him the way, taught him to read, and helped him understand everything around him. The two naturally ended up together.]
[He spent several hundred years in the water without finding a wife, then found one not long after going ashore. So you really do have to go ashore! A water ghost gets no love!]
[Oh ho, they even had a child! The child is only five! The male ghost doesn't even know, because he lost his memory after his cultivation went awry!]
*[What kind of opening to a groveling-romance novel for women is this? The male lead lost his memory at the crucial moment! He's going to