Zhu Yuanzhang, who commanded the wind and rain, lived a long and arduous life.

"Hell? I'm not going, I'm not going!"

"That must be a bad place!"

Zhu Xingzu was terrified.

The newcomer laughed and said, "Child, you can't escape."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xingzu completely broke down.

"Why, why are you here, Father and Mother! Father almost beat me to death just now, and Mother, you're taking me to hell again. What kind of parents are you?"

He held his head, looking like he was in great pain.

The visitor always greeted people with a smile, even when he appeared in Zhu Yuanzhang's dream.

But when she heard the name of the child's father, her expression froze for a moment.

"You saw your father?"

“That’s right! He was over there just now, and he almost killed me.”

The visitor was taken aback.

Then, with a serious expression, he laughed.

"Child, that's not your father."

"Don't you know your father? He wouldn't have the heart to hit you. Back when you went astray, I asked your father to discipline you, but he didn't have the heart to do it."

"He spoils you even more than your mother does. That wasn't your father just now. The underworld has all sorts of supernatural powers. Maybe someone is pretending to be your father and giving you a lesson."

The visitor said with a smile.

Then she stepped forward, took Zhu Xingzu's hand, and walked deeper into the area.

Zhu Xingzu was stunned.

Not Dad?

Indeed, the father I remember never hit him.

Even if someone makes a huge mistake, they only talk about it but never actually hit them.

Even his mother once suggested hitting him, but his father just couldn't bring himself to do it.

Could I have really been deceived?

But Dad... why does it feel like Dad again?

At this moment, Zhu Xingzu was thinking about such things, and there was no longer any panic or violence on his face as he had just been.

This is the reason he came into contact with the visitor.

As soon as they come into contact with the person, no matter what grievances or emotions they had in their previous life, they will all be transformed into the final emotion: peace.

"Mother, what will become of me?"

"I don't know, we'll have to wait for His Highness King Qin Guang's judgment."

"Can you put in a good word for me?"

"The underworld is ruthless, and your mother can't help you."

"Mother, how have you been all these years...?"

"It's alright, it's just that I don't see your father, and I feel a little empty inside. But it's better that your father doesn't come down, it's not a good thing for him to come down here."

"Mother, Chongba came to ask me something a few days ago, asking if you had appeared in my dreams. I didn't, but my elder brother and the others did. Why didn't you appear in my dreams?"

“Silly child, you don’t care about your father, how could your mother have the nerve to appear in your dreams? Besides… your mother also knows that you are about to come down from here.”

"......."

The mother and son walked and talked. Zhu Xingzu, who no longer felt panic and violence, became somewhat normal in conversation.

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manor.

Nearly half an hour after Zhu Xingzu died, Zhu Yao's cries, which started as heart-wrenching sobs, gradually grew softer and softer. She was either exhausted from crying or had cried so much that she had no more tears left.

"Grandpa, why... are you also abandoning Yao Yao?"

Zhu Yao sat on the ground, completely disoriented, her pupils unfocused: "You're gone, and Father and Mother are gone too, is it... that what they said was true, that Yao Yao brought death upon you?"

Zhu Yao sobbed as she recalled the village where her parents were born. When she was just a few years old and could remember things, people there said that she had brought death to her parents.

Her mother died on the spot when she was born, and her father died when she was three years old.

People were gossiping about her, and they all avoided her, afraid of being cursed if they had too much contact with her.

Zhu Yao already felt guilty about this incident. Her grandfather used to be healthy, but after he took her in to live with him, his health deteriorated and he has now passed away.

Thinking about it, she felt that what those people said was true.

perhaps….

He really brought bad luck to his family.

Those people are right, I... really shouldn't be in this world harming people.

Thinking of this,

A hint of determination flashed in Zhu Yao's small, swollen eyes from crying.

She stood up, and blood trickled down from the scraped skin at her feet.

It was a minor injury, but she hadn't treated it.

If left untreated, it will slowly die.

But Zhu Yao thought there was no need to deal with it, and even felt that he hadn't died fast enough.

My family is all gone; they're all in the underworld.

She's all alone in this world, and there's no point in staying here. She's going to the underworld to keep them company!

I went to the kitchen and picked up a knife.

Her small face was resolute as she pointed directly at her neck.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom! Yao Yao is coming to be with you now."

Looking at the sharp blade, Zhu Yao said in a childish voice.

Her small, tear-streaked hands strained.

However, just as he was about to successfully kill himself, an unnamed force deflected the knife.

"Ring ring..."

The knife fell to the ground.

Zhu Yao stared blankly: "How could this be?"

She couldn't understand.

"child."

A gentle and refined voice reached my ears.

Zhu Yao looked over and saw Zhu Changye walking towards her.

Although she didn't recognize the old man in front of her, for some reason, just seeing his face gave her a deep sense of peace.

The old man looks a bit like my grandfather.

Could it be... that's the reason?

"Grandpa, who...who are you?"

Zhu Yao sniffed hard.

Zhu Changye walked up to her and said with a smile, "Child, I am your great-grandfather."

"Great-grandfather?"

Zhu Yao was confused and blurted out subconsciously.

His little head was constantly thinking.

soon.

His eyes widened in surprise.

"Grandpa, I...I've seen you before!!"

"You're in a coffin!!"

Zhu Yao remembered that every year during the Qingming Festival, her great-uncle would organize many people to sweep the tombs.

Grandpa was always reluctant to go, but as long as Fourth Grandpa paid him, he would go more enthusiastically than anyone else.

And the owner of that tomb looked exactly like Zhu Changye!

According to my fourth grandfather, this is my grandfather and my fourth grandfather's father.

Thinking about it carefully, isn't this just my great-grandfather?!

Zhu Yao rubbed her small eyes, thinking she was seeing things. She looked at it carefully, but no matter how she looked at it, it was exactly the same as her great-grandfather in the portrait.

"Great-great-grandfather...it really is you! What are you doing here?"

Zhu Changye chuckled: "If your descendants are thinking of committing suicide, your ancestor has no choice but to intervene."

Ultimately, he was facing a child, and one of his own descendants at that, so Zhu Changye's voice became somewhat playful.

Zhu Yao was a little embarrassed: "Great-Grandpa, Yao Yao... Yao Yao didn't mean it."

As she spoke, the little girl's expression turned dejected again: "My father, mother, and grandfather all died because of me."

"Nonsense." Zhu Changye chuckled and rubbed the little guy's head. "Those people are talking nonsense. Your great-grandfather wasn't killed by you."

"But Grandpa..."

"He... well, Xingzu is gone, but you'll have your great-grandfather to keep you company from now on."

After Zhu Changye finished speaking, he picked up the little girl.

He gently touched the little girl's calf with his right hand, and the injury on her calf instantly healed completely, leaving only dried blood.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

Wow, wow!!!

Zhu Yao looked at her calf, her small eyes widening with starry eyes, and looked at Zhu Changye like a little fangirl: "Great-Grandpa, you cured me! Are you a god?"

Zhu Changye chuckled: "Perhaps."

Yes, perhaps...

A true immortal is free from desires and wants.

He doesn't yet consider himself one, and he's still swayed by these family emotions.

Perhaps only after Zhu Yuanzhang's generation passed away and he lost his strong blood ties could he achieve a state of being without desires.

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P.S.: Because this was posted live, there was a small error in the previous chapter. The protagonist, Zhu Changye, did not hit the child. I've corrected it; Zhu Changye did hit the child, but he didn't kill him.

Interested readers can reread that chapter.