I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Master Liang helped Wu Xie and Lao Yang up. Wu Xie, rubbing his back, shouted angrily at the sky, "You little brat! Get down here!" Don't think he didn't know that Ling Xiao shone a flashlight on him when he rolled down!

"It wasn't me who told you to climb up here!" Ling Xiao looked at him with a wronged expression, the beam of his flashlight still darting around erratically.

Ling Xiao truly feels wronged! He's genuinely unable to back down now! And why is Wu Xie acting like he's scolding his son?!

Wu Xie below was still cursing and swearing, but Ling Xiao above couldn't hear a single word; he was seeing double.

He had lost too much blood and his mind was foggy. He struggled to his feet from the pile of bones, stood unsteadily, and then used all his strength to stab Lao Yang with the Emei Dagger. Only when he saw that Lao Yang had been hit by the hidden weapon did Ling Xiao feel relieved enough to fall off the pile of bones.

Wu Xie was extremely busy. First, he saw that Lao Yang's shoulder had been hit by a hidden weapon. He rushed to see Lao Yang, but before he could question Ling Xiao about why he did it, Ling Xiao fell off the pile of bones. He wanted to run over to see Ling Xiao, but just as he was about to let go of Lao Yang, Lao Yang grabbed him and cried out in pain.

Fortunately, Master Liang caught Ling Xiao. Wu Xie looked at Master Liang and thanked him, but thought to himself, "I didn't expect that Master Liang, despite his age, is so strong. He is truly vigorous in his old age!"

Liang Shiye, standing to the side, had no idea what Wu Xie was thinking. He just looked at Ling Xiao in his arms, and the sticky feeling on his hands and the smell of blood in the air told him that the child was injured.

Ling Xiao had a dream in which he was a wandering soul.

"Am I dead?" Ling Xiao wondered, unable to speak. He looked at his semi-transparent body, waiting for the legendary devil to come and take him away.

But after waiting for a long time, the devil still didn't come. Ling Xiao mocked himself, thinking, "What a failure! Even the devil has abandoned me."

Ling Xiao felt somewhat dejected. Although he was used to being abandoned, wasn't he now just a wandering ghost? There were no Black and White Impermanence, no demons. In this situation, what was he?

Suddenly, it started raining. Ling Xiao drifted around in unfamiliar surroundings. He saw a hospital and wondered if other spirits of the underworld would come to guide him to reincarnation. So he floated inside.

"It's born! It's born!" In front of the operating room, a bearded man excitedly shook the hand of another man, whose face looked rather grim.

The bearded man, who had been excited, noticed his unpleasant expression and reminded him, "It's a promise that the child will be adopted by me. You're not going to go back on your word, are you?"

"No!" The man shook his head. A bespectacled, somewhat old-looking, scholarly-looking man patted him on the shoulder in a gesture of comfort.

The child was brought out, and the bearded man took him, playing with him while showing him to the scholarly old man.

While playing with the child, the bearded man asked the old man, "Father, can you name this child?"

The old man looked outside and said, "Let's call him Yu Chen!"

"Yu Chen, Jie Yu Chen!" The man laughed and teased little Yu Chen with his beard, which pricked the child and made him cry.

Ling Xiao had originally come to wait for the Black and White Impermanence, but upon seeing that it was a newborn baby, he knew he wouldn't be able to wait any longer and was about to leave. However, upon hearing the child's name, he stopped again.

He floated over and looked at the child. The child was wrinkled and ugly, like a little monkey. Ling Xiao couldn't connect him with the Jieyuhua he remembered.

Ling Xiao curled his lip in disgust. The child seemed to see him, and immediately stopped crying and smiled at him.

Seeing the child smile, the bearded man assumed the child liked the name very much, and he smiled even more happily, teasing the child even more enthusiastically.

But Ling Xiao could see it clearly; the child was smiling at him. But could the child really see him?