The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

Seeing that she had agreed, Jiang Muyan's expression softened slightly, and she said, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

The female ghost hesitated for a moment, then nodded, her eyes filled with deep sorrow.

She knew all too well that she shouldn't have lingered in the mortal realm in the first place; these five years were already a stolen luxury.

Although she also wanted to watch her son grow up, and see him get married and have children.

But she knew even better that she was now a lost soul, unable to control the resentment in her heart—just because her mother-in-law wanted to arrange a marriage for Da Niu, she lost her mind and wanted to take revenge on her mother-in-law, but in the end, she implicated her most beloved son.

If she encounters something that touches her emotions again next time, she can't guarantee that she won't do something even more outrageous and hurt more of her loved ones.

Thinking of this, the female ghost looked up at Jiang Muyan, her voice trembling uncontrollably:

"Little Master, my son...will he grow up safely?"

"meeting!"

The female ghost seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but couldn't help asking again, "Little Master, my man... never mind, Master, what exactly is the underworld like? I've escaped the ghost messengers for five years; will I be punished if I go back?"

"No, I'll help you then!"

"Little Master..."

......

This time, no matter what she asked, Jiang Muyan answered seriously, her tone calm and without the slightest impatience.

Jiang Muyan took out a "Dream-Guiding Talisman" from her mustard seed bag and handed it to the female ghost, explaining in detail how to use it:

"Go, I'll be waiting for you by the river in an hour."

Opening the Ghost Gate requires the time around dawn when the Yin energy is at its peak, and this is the longest timeframe she can give.

The female ghost bowed deeply to Jiang Muyan, her eyes filled with gratitude, before slowly drifting towards the Wang family courtyard.

Jiang Muyan stood still for a moment, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, she turned around and walked towards the river.

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Inside the room, Wang Daniu was fast asleep, but his brows were slightly furrowed. The female ghost entered the room with a dream-inducing talisman—this had once been their bridal chamber, but she had only stayed there for less than two years, and now there was no trace of her left.

She gazed at her sleeping husband on the bed, her eyes brimming with longing and love. This was the first time she had seen him so closely since his death.

This was the man she loved to the core, the man she was willing to bear children for. Even though she died from postpartum hemorrhage, she never harbored any resentment towards him.

But once she went to the underworld, she would never see him again, nor their child!

The female ghost sighed softly. So be it, this is fate. Without further hesitation, she took out the dream-inducing talisman given to her by Jiang Muyan, and activated it as instructed, successfully entering Wang Daniu's dream.

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An hour later, by the river

Jiang Muyan sat quietly on a smooth, large rock, the evening breeze ruffling her hair, her aura as calm as the night.

"Master." The female ghost floated in front of her right on time, her voice much softer.

Jiang Muyan looked up and saw that most of the resentment and unwillingness in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by a sense of relief.

"Have you resolved your inner conflict?"

"Hmm!" The female ghost nodded solemnly, her tone lighthearted. In her dream, she personally asked Wang Daniu whether he wanted to remarry. Daniu said he didn't want to, and was afraid that a new wife wouldn't treat Shitou well.

Actually, regardless of whether Da Niu will look for someone again in the future, as long as he still cares about Shi Tou, she can rest assured.

"Master, please send me away!" If her existence would harm her family's health, she would rather go to the underworld to accept punishment.

Jiang Muyan nodded:

"Don't worry, the ghost messengers won't make things difficult for you." With that, she took out a "Ghost Gate Talisman" from her mustard seed bag and flung it to the ground.

Instantly, a pitch-black crack appeared in the ground, and as the black energy surged, the Gate of Hell gradually became visible.

Jiang Muyan flicked her fingers, took out another talisman, and then said to the female ghost:

"This talisman is a pass to the underworld. Holding it will allow you to enter the underworld and be exempt from the punishment of staying here for five years!" Jiang Muyan's voice was cold and clear. With a flick of her finger, the talisman transformed into a golden mark and was branded on the female ghost's forehead.

The female ghost lowered her head and touched her brow, feeling the calming power within. Her eyes reddened slightly, and she bowed deeply to Jiang Muyan.

"Thank you for your help, Master!"

As she spoke, she turned around, taking one last look in the direction of the Wang family. The lingering affection in her eyes slowly faded, leaving only a sense of relief. Then, she resolutely turned and drifted towards the Gate of Hell.

As soon as the figure entered the crack, the gate of hell began to slowly close, the surging black energy gradually subsided, and the ground returned to normal, as if nothing had ever happened, with only the evening breeze from the riverbank gently blowing by.

Jiang Muyan withdrew her spiritual energy, raised her hand to rub her temples, and looked slightly tired after consuming some of her spiritual energy.

Returning the way she came, she stopped outside the wall next to her dormitory. She took a running start and climbed the wall, about to jump, when she spotted Xiaobai squatting there.

"Xiao Bai, have you been waiting for me all this time?"

Jiang Muyan felt a warmth in her heart, jumped down from the wall, picked up Jiang Xiaobai who was nuzzling against her trouser leg, and said with a smile:

"Let's go, it's late, and it'll be dawn soon if we don't rest."

She opened the dormitory door, lit a dim candle, and made a simple little bed for Jiang Xiaobai with a small blanket by the kang (a heated brick bed). After settling the little guy in, she washed up and rested.

The next morning, before dawn, Jiang Muyan got up to cultivate. She needed to accumulate enough spiritual energy to treat Old Master Qiao.

As she was preparing to make breakfast, she opened the door to find Jiang Xiechuan bringing over steaming hot buns.

"Mu Yan, you haven't made breakfast yet, have you? My third brother and I made some steamed buns this morning, have a taste!"

Jiang Muyan smiled upon hearing this:

"Why did you send so much? I can't possibly eat it all!"

"The buns aren't big, and we made a lot today. They can't be kept for too long in this weather, so just eat these. We have plenty more over there!"

Jiang Muyan no longer declined, thanked her, and asked:

"By the way, is Grandma Meng alright?"

Jiang Xiechuan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "It's nothing. I was just a little frightened that day, but I recovered after a night's sleep."

"That's good." Jiang Muyan nodded with a smile. Actually, she had originally planned to treat Jiang Xiechuan's grandmother, since she was also a relative of the original owner.

However, in this environment, it's hard to say whether restoring the elderly person's senses is a good thing or a bad thing!

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After a busy morning, Jiang Xiechuan and Fu Moxuan returned to their dormitory and were preparing to start a fire and cook.

Fu Moxuan caught a glimpse of Lin Yuexi carrying something in the distance out of the corner of his eye. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he called out to Jiang Xiechuan:

"Xie Chuan, please apply some medicine to my leg first!"

Jiang Xiechuan was taken aback. Fu Sange always applied the medicine himself, so why was he asking for his help today?

Although he had some doubts, he still followed Fu Moxuan to the dormitory.

"Third Brother, why are you applying medicine now? Is it hurting a lot?"

These past few days, Fu Moxuan has only applied the medicine after washing up at night. When Jiang Xiechuan first saw Fu Moxuan's wound, he realized that Fu Moxuan's leg injury was so serious. No wonder he retired from the army.

"Third Brother, you're applying medicine every day, but the wound still won't heal. Isn't there any other way?" Jiang Xiechuan said. At this moment, Fu Moxuan had already pulled up his trouser leg a little and carefully unwrapped the gauze wrapped around the wound.

"Not yet, even the doctors in Beijing can't do anything about it!"

As Fu Moxuan spoke, a hint of sarcasm appeared in his eyes as he listened to the noise coming from the doorway.

At this moment, Lin Yuexi, who had been listening outside for a while, revealed a complex emotion in her eyes.

She hadn't expected to find out what her parents had told her so quickly.

Logically, she should be happy, because then her parents could find a way to bring her back to Beijing.

But when it became clear that Fu Moxuan's leg injury was unlikely to heal, the last vestiges of hope in her heart were completely shattered. All those years of investing her feelings and cherishing those beautiful dreams were shattered just like that.

In her daze, her body swayed slightly, and the thing in her hand made a soft clattering sound.

"Who? Jiang Xiaobai, is it you who's back?" Jiang Xiechuan asked upon hearing the voice.