Chapter 405: Chapter 405 True Feelings of the Ghost_1
Qin Sisi was planning to return to her residence in S City using the Wings of Rainbow later, so she didn’t plan to waste the Invisible Bubble here.
Anyway, the ghost was very close, with Ye You around, she wasn’t afraid of it escaping.
Qin Sisi quietly approached the grave mound, as she got closer, the sounds from behind the grave mound became clearer and clearer.
It sounded like a woman moaning in pain, her voice was hoarse and sounded old.
Qin Sisi, not understanding the situation, cautiously bent down, supporting herself with one hand on the grave mound, to peek behind it.
However, Ye You looked at her with some hesitation in his eyes. He was about to stop Qin Sisi, but she already peeked over. The next second, she instantly covered her mouth, quickly turned back, panting heavily, her face reddened, and her heart was beating faster.
Seeing Qin Sisi’s reaction, Ye You’s judgement was further confirmed. Qin Sisi’s current state made him feel a bit helpless, unsure of how to comfort her.
"Who’s there?" Qin Sisi’s movement had alerted the ghost behind the grave, a clear male voice asked.
Qin Sisi’s lips quivered a little, as she thought of what she just saw, she couldn’t help feeling irritated. She straightened up, looking at the grave mound and shouted: "I am the Mage here, both ghosts hiding behind here, come out now."
The area behind the grave fell silent for a moment before an elderly woman’s voice pleaded, "Dear Mage, we’ve never harmed anyone. We just want to peacefully exist as solitary ghosts. Please show mercy."
Qin Sisi’s tone softened slightly as she said loudly, "I won’t hurt you, put on your clothes and come out first."
After waiting for a while and hearing rustling noises, only then did the two ghosts slowly emerge from behind the mound.
Ye You’s claws lifted slightly, a pulse of purple light shot at a tree branch on the snowy ground, igniting it with purple flames, brightening the surrounding area slightly.
Now, Qin Sisi could clearly see the appearances of the two ghosts.
The male ghost appeared to be in his twenties, wearing a white gown, black pants, a thick black braid loosely coiled around his neck, clearly someone from the Qing Dynasty.
The female ghost appeared to be in her seventies or eighties, a deep blue loose gown with floral embroidery, wide-legged bound foot trousers, a pair of shoes embroidered with lotus flowers on her three-inch bound feet.
The female ghost was unsteady on her feet, being held by the male ghost at her shoulder.
The age difference between the two ghosts would imply a mother-son relationship, or even that of a grandmother and grandson.
However, just moments ago Qin Sisi had witnessed these two ghosts, decades apart in age, disrobing and making love behind the grave.
This huge age difference made it hard for Qin Sisi to accept their relationship, hence her gaze turned colder before she had even spoken.
Ye You reminded her from the side, "Don’t jump to conclusions, ask first."
So, Qin Sisi took a deep breath, calmed herself down a bit, and was about to ask them some questions. But when she opened her mouth, she suddenly didn’t know how to ask, should she ask them individually or together?
After pondering for a while, she finally asked, "What are your names?"
The male ghost was the first to answer, "Respected Mage, my name is Da Zhuang."
Following him, the female ghost answered in an old, hoarse voice, "Respected Mage, my maiden surname is Liang, I was the ninth child in my family, everyone calls me Liang Jiuni."
In ancient times, many women didn’t have real names and were instead referred to by their maiden surnames, husband’s surnames or their rank within the family.
Such as, first daughter of Yang family, second daughter of Zhang family, third daughter-in-law of Zhao family etc.
Qin Sisi nodded, then after considerable hesitation, asked her second question, "What is your relationship to each other?"
Actually, while asking, Qin Sisi was wondering about their possible relationship. Could they have found lovers with large age gaps to alleviate the loneliness and emptiness that comes with being a ghost?
However, Da Zhuang’s answer was completely unexpected.
Da Zhuang, standing tall and neither humble nor arrogant, replied, "In response to the Mage, Jiuni is my wife."
Qin Sisi’s jaw dropped, she said in disbelief, "What? How is that possible?"
One in his twenties and the other in her seventies, how could they possibly be husband and wife?
Ye You reminded from the side, "The times of their deaths were different, so naturally their appearances would also be different."
With Ye You’s reminder, Qin Sisi suddenly understood something. She promptly enquired about the times of their deaths from Da Zhuang and Liang Jiuni.
The two ghosts could only provide the reign title of the Qing Government and the combination of Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches (ancient Chinese calendar), which were then converted by Qin Sisi using her phone to find they were exactly fifty years apart.
Qin Sisi looked at Da Zhuang, hesitant as she asked, "So...you became a ghost fifty years before your wife?"
Da Zhuang nodded and replied, "Yes, during our fifth year of marriage, I was injured while hunting in the mountains. Despite spending all our money, I couldn’t be healed and couldn’t endure past two months.
After I died, I couldn’t let go of my wife and son, so instead of following the Messenger of Death to the underworld, I stayed in the mortal world to protect them.
But I was afraid that my Yin energy would harm them, so I could only watch from afar.
If I found anyone bullying them, I would frighten the person at night so they wouldn’t dare to do it again.
Later, as our son grew older and Jiuni had someone to rely on, I thought since I’d stayed for so long, I might as well wait a few more years until Jiuni passed away so we could meet again.
That wait ended up being fifty years."
Qin Sisi couldn’t help but be moved, guilty about the way she had felt about them without knowing the whole truth.
Ye You was right, she shouldn’t have let her assumptions take precedent.
People can be insincere, but ghosts can be genuine. This coarse man named Da Zhuang was indeed a cause of shame for many people.
Standing next to him, his wife Liang Jiuni also turned to look at her husband, her wrinkled face filled with a smile of happiness. Her voice hoarse, she said, "So many years, you’ve really been through a lot."
Da Zhuang shook his head, gripping his wife’s hand: "No, being a ghost doesn’t require eating or drinking, or working, it’s not hard at all. But it was hard for you; you had to weave cloth, do laundry, earn money to support the family, and take care of a young child, you were the one who had it hard.
I wasn’t careful enough, I died too early and left you behind, and I’m just glad you don’t blame me."
Liang Jiuni raised her thin, bony hand, full of age spots and gently placed it on Da Zhuang’s young face. "Silly boy, why would I blame you? You’re my husband, the father of my child. And, you waited for me for so many years."
Young and tall Da Zhuang and the old and petite Liang Jiuni embraced each other gently, their vastly different appearances seemed mismatched, but the expressions of happiness on their faces were a perfect match.
