The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Lu Zhaoling doesn't have to worry about this problem at all.

After Qingmu went over, he only told the drowned ghost that he could return to his former appearance. The drowned ghost immediately nodded in agreement without even thinking, "I'll be right out."

He didn't even mention wanting the soul incense.

When Qingmu lit the soul incense for him, he took a breath and felt the magic of the incense.

The drowned ghost had no idea that he had benefited from Zhou Shiyue’s merits and his soul had been healed.

But now, after inhaling the soul fragrance, he discovered that his body, no, his soul had become much stronger.

Now, he felt that his memory was clear. He had been drowned in the river for many years before, and many things had become blurry, with only some obsessions in his heart remaining relatively clear.

But after inhaling these incense, his mind became clear, and the past events came back vividly. He remembered many small details of his previous life. Those were his previous experiences in the human world, and they were traces of his presence in this world.

If you forget everything before reincarnation, your life will be too pale.

The drowned ghost was so excited that he immediately came out of the river.

As soon as he got ashore, he thought about it, and the terrible dark and deformed image of the drowned ghost suddenly changed. Aoki couldn't help but look at him.

The drowned ghost's surname should be Zong. I heard that other ghosts and the young man named Xiaosheng all called him Uncle Zong.

Uncle Zong now looked to be in his forties. He was wearing a gray cotton robe that had been washed to a pale color, a cotton towel tied on his head, and his hair was neatly tied in a bun.

His face was a bit weathered, and the fine lines around his eyes made him look a little gentler. His eyes seemed to have a certain affinity. Overall, he didn't look like an ordinary village farmer, but rather like someone who had fallen on hard times and was living in poverty.

There is another type, those capable stewards trained by wealthy families, who probably look like this.

The first person Qingmu thought of was the manager Tian from the Sun family, and the manager Gan they met when they went to the Sun family business in Shuning before, who was probably the same.

Aoki was quite surprised. He didn't expect that the drowned ghost would look like this.

The drowned man raised his arms and looked down at himself.

He was very excited, but he suppressed his emotions. He just turned around involuntarily, looked at his clothes, then raised his hand to touch the bun on his head. He found that he had returned to his appearance before he died, and his eyes were slightly red.

Then he bowed deeply to Aoki and said, "Thank you, benefactor."

"It was our masters who saved you. Go and thank them."

Aoki said as he moved aside.

The drowned ghost took a deep breath and walked forward.

As soon as he appeared, everyone looked towards him, including the three ghosts standing in the distance. Seeing the drowned ghost's current appearance, they were also shocked. The uncle ghost sighed and said, "I never thought that I would see my uncle like this in my lifetime."

In fact, the uncle ghost looked a few years older than the uncle, so it was possible that the uncle was of a higher generation in the village.

When Xiaosheng saw his uncle, his lips moved and he looked very excited.

He stood up, but he had just kneeled too hard and his knees were injured. He moved too quickly and staggered, almost falling to the ground.

"Uncle, it really is you. I finally see you, uncle!"

Xiaosheng shouted in a trembling voice and ran quickly towards his uncle.

Seeing that he was about to fall, the drowned ghost quickly went over and reached out to support him.

He was also very excited to see Xiaosheng, and said with a choked voice, "Good boy!"

"Uncle, why did you go up the mountain in the first place? Why did you drown in this river? Did someone harm you? You didn't explain clearly in your dream before, but I know you're definitely not the kind of person who would easily commit suicide! You always taught me that no matter what hardships I encounter, I should never give up. The most important thing is to stay alive. As long as I'm alive, there is hope! How could you possibly jump into the river when you're like that?"

"So someone must have harmed you. Tell me who it is, and I'll go find them and avenge you!"

Xiaosheng shouted excitedly, then knelt down in front of his uncle. His injured knee was now bleeding.

The drowned ghost quickly pulled him up, patted his arm, and said, "Those things are in the past. You are still young now, don't think about them. Revenge or not is not that important. What matters is that you live well."

"But uncle, I won't accept this. You clearly have such great talent, and hiding in this mountain village is already making life difficult. And yet, someone actually murdered you!"

"If I don't help you get revenge, how can I repay your kindness in picking me up, raising me, and teaching me to read and write?"

At this time, Lu Zhaoling stood up and interrupted them, "We have something to ask your uncle to help us with. Can we talk about your business later?"

Uncle Zong came to his senses when he heard Lu Zhaoling's voice.

He quickly bowed deeply to Lu Zhaoling and Zhou Shiyue.

"I will never forget your kindness in saving my life. Now, if you need any help from me, just tell me."

He paused and asked tentatively, "Do you also want me to go down to the river to help you find something? Those evil cultivators from the barbarian tribe forced me to go down to the river to find a token. I roughly know what token they are talking about and where it is. If you want it, I will go find it for you now."

Lu Zhaoling was a little surprised and said, "Do you know where it is?"

When Uncle Zong heard her say this, he immediately understood that Lu Zhaoling was indeed looking for the same thing as the evil cultivator.

He nodded. "I know. If you want it, I'll go get it right away. But it'll take a little time because I only know the approximate location and I still need to go down and look for it."

Lu Zhaoling was not polite.

"Please go down and search now, because if you delay for too long, someone else might come later."

"We'll be waiting for you here. Don't worry, we'll keep an eye on the child until you come back."

Lu Zhaoling looked at the boy.

Xiaosheng's face got a little hot, and he explained in a low voice, "I'm already fourteen, not a child anymore."

The drowned ghost naturally believes Lu Zhaoling now.

He no longer hesitated and turned to Xiaosheng and said, "Xiaosheng, wait here for me. I'll go find something for my benefactors and come back to tell you in detail later."

Xiaosheng was a little worried and asked, "Uncle, is it dangerous for you to go down the river now?"