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Zishan Ming looked gloomily at White Impermanence. The natural pressure from the royal family made him not say anything, but White Impermanence's head was about to hit the ground.

Suddenly, Zishan Ming held my hand and said, "You."

Me? Me? What is it?

Before I could wrap my head around it, Sang Ming had already formed a Heavenly Thunder Spell with his hands. As he formed this Heavenly Thunder Spell, a huge force suddenly gushed out from all parts of my body.

I was shocked by myself. When I saw that the lightning was about to fall, I remembered what would happen if the lightning landed on White Impermanence.

Ye Zichen quickly let go, and the heavenly lightning barely half a meter away from White Impermanence's white hat, barely disappeared.

I looked at my hands in disbelief.

In front of the ghost wall, when I used the heavenly lightning, I could still remember that the most power I had was like a stream. The sound of flowing water never stopped, but it was just that tiny bit, no matter how hard I tried to guide it, it would only be that tiny bit.

But now, I didn't do anything intentionally. How could there be such an effect?

I stared blankly at Zishan Ming, I had a guess in my heart.

Could it be that the power of my beautiful woman's bones can also be used in the mortal world?

However, isn't the bones of beauties the stuff of the underworld? Didn't they say that they can't be used in the underworld?

Zi Sang Ming saw my doubt and said, "This old man has opened your seal and has acknowledged you as his master."

I was stunned for a long time, unable to react to the sudden surprise.

When the bones entered my body, they could only be considered as lodgings, and they didn't recognize me as their master.

These were two completely different concepts.

Back then, the beauty's bone had fused with my blood and entered my body. However, I did not obtain its acknowledgement.

It was only a rooming house, but it already gave me such great power. Now, I officially acknowledge you as my master …

Could it be that my ability to travel between Yin and Yang was no longer limited? You don't need to be stopped by the turbulence between the two worlds anymore?

When I was so happy that I almost jumped up, White Impermanence kowtowed and knocked my head down. I was shocked, but when I nodded, I saw that White Impermanence's tall hat almost fell off.

"Little Prince, have mercy!"

If I said that White Impermanence's intention to call me "little princess" before was most likely because she was playing around, then now that she called me "little princess", she was completely sincere. This kind of "begging" naturally comes from the bottom of her heart.

I looked at White Impermanence's trembling body and felt a bit sour in my heart.

It's impossible to say that I really don't hate him. White Impermanence couldn't help but blame Zi Sang Ming for such a calamity today.

However, I don't think this is a time to punish people.

Because now that we know where the Ghost Seal is, the next thing to do is naturally to find it and let our son, Sang Ming, return to the underworld to complete the Ascension Ceremony.

According to what the King of Hell said, although the Ghost Seal isn't in Sang Zhen's hands right now, it's already under his control. If we want to take out the Ghost Seal, manpower, especially strong manpower, is essential.

I hesitated for a moment, then reached out to help White Impermanence up.

"You, you'd better get up. That, don't be like that in the future …"

After holding back for a long time, he finally managed to say this.

I may be born not to say anything official.

White Impermanence blanked out for a moment and looked at me in disbelief, as if she wanted to see some hint of me on my face. However, I really didn't have any intention of punishing him, nor did I think about any kind of secret operation.

Zi Sang Ming grabbed my hand and squeezed it, "Stupid woman."

Hey! I am thinking about the big matter of the Underworld, how am I stupid again?

I secretly darkened at Zishan Ming, "If you have anything else to say, say it, I'm done."

Zishan Ming let out a cold snort and said: "Since I'm leaving it for you to handle, I'll let you handle the matter. I naturally won't ask any further."

White Impermanence immediately hit her head three times on the ground after hearing that. Every hit would see blood, which scared me so much that I would have to take a few steps back.

"Don't, don't!"

For the God of the Underworld to be so courteous, I, I am a little afraid.

"Thank you, your highness, for not killing me."

I laughed dryly and said nothing.

If you really want to thank me, just stop bullying me in the future.

The business here is finally over. I just want to go home early to see my mother.

She was still lying in bed when I came out, and I don't know how she is now.

Zi Sang Ming obviously didn't completely release White Impermanence. At that time, I was a bit worried, but I heard that Zi Sang Ming had sent White Impermanence to the death row to clean up, and he was planning to arrange everything.

White Impermanence's pale face looked a bit awkward.

It was also true that a person who was used to being high and mighty needed to do some mental work if he was going to clean up the place.

Once again returning to the South Crossing Monastery, due to the fact that Shen Tuo still needed to make a summary of the Bureau's case, he rushed back that night without any rest.

Of course, there was always a round of complaints before they left.

"After making preparations all day, I ended up becoming a welcoming guard. Do you really think I'm not busy?"

I apologized with a smile, apologizing in all kinds of ways. In the end, even my smile turned stiff. Only then did Shen Tuo forgive me.

He hit me on the head and went back to the police station.

In the end, he was able to bounce back and infuriate his son, Sang Ming.

I wanted to go back to my mother's room, but Sang Ming blocked me at the door and said that I wouldn't let him in. In the end, I let him wash the heavenly water ten times at the place where Shen Tuo had flicked it before finally giving me a chance to see my mother.

You can imagine how ugly I looked at that time.

Inside, my father sat on the edge of my mother's bed, watching her haggard face, stroking her face over and over again.

"Dad," I said, settling into the little chair next to him, "you take a break and let me take care of Mom."

My dad looked at me with bloodshot eyes. "It's fine. Let me do it. Just do whatever you need to do."

In order to reassure my father, Taoist Kikong told me during my absence that I had gone back to prepare for school.

Although it didn't come from my mouth, the lie came from my mouth after all. I felt a little guilty.

"I'm fine now, let me take care of mother for a day. Please rest."

His father laughed and said, "Your mother has already taken care of me for so many years. It wasn't easy to see her fall, so of course I have to seize this opportunity to curry favor with her. If she wakes up in the future and says that I haven't taken care of her during this time, then she can't be angry with me."

It was the first time I had ever seen my father smile like a child, so innocent and unpretentious.

Father and mother had accompanied each other for so many years, had gone through so many things, and had come from such a natural disaster step by step. Their relationship could be said to be unbreakable.

So I knew that my father's heart must have ached to see my mother lying in bed.

"Mom will definitely wake up. She will wake up very soon."

I took my mother's hand. I didn't know if I should tell her or me.

A shadow suddenly fell behind me, and a faint chill crept into my pores.

I was shocked and turned around to look at the man who had already materialized and put on his mortal clothes. "Zishan Ming, you, why are you here?"

Father had never seen him before. When he saw the person that suddenly appeared in the room, he was surprised for a moment before asking, "This person is …"

I pulled Zi Sang Ming to introduce him to my father, "He is Zi Sang Ming. "Yes, yes!"

Before I could say what it was, Zi Sang Ming's gaze had already drifted over.

It was a bit of a joke, a bit of a threat.

I didn't say anything else for a long time, but my father nodded. "No need to be shy, I can see that."

I was embarrassed. My face was as red as a crab. I wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Zi Sang Ming! Seriously, why didn't you tell me before you came?

"Yan Nuo," Father looked at me and said, "You are twenty this year, and some things already have their own judgment. As parents, we shouldn't interfere too much."

I glanced at Zishan and nodded to my father, indicating that I was listening.

His father paused for a moment, then suddenly said to his son, Sang Ming, "Young man."

Young man? This person is likely even older than our ancestor.

"En!" Zi Sang Ming did not care about this form of address.

"Yan Nuo has followed us and suffered a lot since we were young. We don't want to have to suffer in the future."

That seemed a bit heavy.

"We don't need you to have any kind of car or house, nor do we need any amount of savings. As long as you are capable and responsible, you will be able to take good care of Yan Nuo for the rest of your life."

The direction of the topic was not right!

I hurriedly interjected between them, "Dad, why are you saying all this now? Mom isn't awake yet. You two should at least be able to say these words at the same time, right?"

My dad smiled, with a deep meaning, also very sad, "I'll say it again when I wake up, but what if I don't wake up? We've been through too many ups and downs in our lives, and life and death situations, and we've long since become dull."

My nose hurt from my father's words, "Dad, believe me, mom will definitely be fine."

My father was still smiling. He didn't say that he believed me, nor did he say that he didn't believe me. It was just that this time, he looked at me longer than he had ever looked at me before.

"Alright, your mother wants to rest. You two, get busy."

My father escorted us to the door and, under my watchful gaze, firmly shut the painted red wooden door.

A stifled cry came from the room.

I followed Zi Sang Ming back to his room. There was an extra pillow on the Imperial Consort's bed, embroidered with beautiful mandarin ducks and wisps of auspicious clouds. There were also a pair of swallows on the opposite corner of the pillow.

"That's a lovebird."

Sang Ming knocked on the blanket on top of his head, "The Winged Bird is a male and female with only one wing. It can only take off when it is accompanied by another."

"I know!" I rubbed my head as I weakly held onto the handrail that was stuck beside the bed. I lowered my head and said, "I am comparing the wingers to the wingers. I am comparing the wingers to the wingers. I am comparing the wingers to the wingers!"

My parents were actually similar to a winged bird. They had lived together for a lifetime, and now that my mother had been poisoned by the corpse, my father never left my mother's side.

But his father's health wasn't very good. If he continued to stay by his mother's side like this, then even if his mother's health recovered after a while, his father's body would still collapse!

I turned my head to look at Zishan Ming and whispered, "When are we going to look for the Ghost Seal?"

Zi Sang Ming's eyes suddenly turned cold, "What did you say?"

I hastily retracted my gaze. "No, it's nothing."

Zi Sang Ming suddenly pulled me in from the bed before bullying me. He covered my entire body and coldly said, "This king will personally take care of the matter regarding the Ghost Seal. Just wait here honestly for me. "