On Xiao Feng's way back to the medical clinic, Cheng Caiying suddenly called him.
"Husband, my dad is injured, please save him quickly."
"What? Don't worry, I'll be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Feng hurried to the county town again.
In about an hour and a half, he arrived at the place where Cheng Caiying's father lived. There were several strong men standing outside the small bungalow. They were her personal bodyguards.
He got off the car and came to the door of the capital. Before he could enter the house, he smelled a strong smell of blood.
When I pushed the door open, there was blood everywhere in the house.
A middle-aged man fell to the ground. His neck was cut with a sharp weapon. The blood flowed all over the ground and turned black. That was Cheng Caiying's father.
Cheng Caiying stared blankly, tears welling up in her eyes.
Xiao Feng hurried over to check and found out that the person was completely cold, had been dead for at least two days, and the body was stiff.
He shook his head helplessly: "I'm sorry Caiying, there's nothing I can do."
Even if the dead can be brought back to life, it will only be a recently deceased person. The body will soon rot unless a god descends to earth.
"Husband, I don't have a father anymore..."
The strong Cheng Caiying suddenly knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
"Don't cry, you still have me."
Xiao Feng held her in his arms and comforted her gently.
In front of outsiders, she is a lofty and glorious queen, and cannot show any weakness.
But in front of Xiao Feng, she can take off her mask and be a little woman.
After crying for a while, Xiao Feng calmed her down.
"Tell me, who killed uncle?"
"I don't know either."
Cheng Caiying took a deep breath and returned to her true nature as a queen.
She came to visit her father today, but who knew that as soon as she entered the house, she saw her father lying in a pool of blood, and he had already expired.
The valuables in the home were also looted, and it looked like a home invasion.
She called Xiao Feng, but she didn't actually give any hope, she just wanted him to accompany her.
"Does uncle have any enemies?"
Xiao Feng frowned: "This was a killing with a single knife. The technique was very professional. It was definitely not a robbery."
"Enemy?"
Cheng Caiying gritted her teeth and said, "My dad is a live-in son-in-law. He usually doesn't even dare to express his anger. Who can he offend?"
"Is it... is it because of me?"
"Not necessarily, just ask."
"Ask? Who?"
Cheng Caiying was stunned.
"Of course I'll ask uncle."
Xiao Feng said seriously: "But it has to be done at night, and you have to cooperate with me. You are her daughter, and he will follow you back."
"Oh, okay."
Cheng Caiying blinked her eyes, feeling nervous and excited.
Cheng Caiying called her men and disposed of her father's body first.
When night falls, the crescent moon rises.
Xiao Feng took out a large piece of white paper, spread it out in the small courtyard, and lit small candles in the four corners.
Then he used a cinnabar pen to write the four words southeast, northwest and southeast on the white paper. Finally, he took out a yellow talisman and pasted it in the middle of the white paper.
Cheng Caiying asked him innocently: "Husband, are you going to do this?"
"Hmm! This is spiritualism."
Xiao Feng explained: "Your father died suddenly and often became a lonely ghost and became homeless."
"The memory of this man who died violently will disappear for a while, so he has to rely on you to guide him back home."
"Go and prepare a pair of shoes he wore, find a white flag, and write his name on it."
"good!"
Cheng Caiying went to do it immediately, and soon everything was ready.
"Put your shoes at the door, with the toes facing in."
"You stand at the gate of the courtyard and pick up the flag yourself."
After Cheng Caiying prepared everything, Xiao Feng muttered something.
"When you walk on the road of the dead, don't look back."
"Death without a home, turning the soul into ashes..."
After he muttered for a while, he suddenly waved his hand and coins and papers flew all over the yard.
"Dad, come back at the end of the village."
"Dad, please come back at the end of the village."
Cheng Caiying waved a white flag and shouted loudly outside the hospital.
Several bodyguards looked surprised, isn't this nonsense? Everyone is dead, why are you doing this mess?
'call…'
Suddenly, some evil wind blew from outside the courtyard, and the candle on the white paper instantly turned a strange green.
Immediately afterwards, the entire compound seemed to be shrouded in white ash, turning into a vast expanse of white.
"What...what's going on?"
Several bodyguards were frightened, it was really weird.
"coming!"
Xiao Feng opened his eyes suddenly and saw a person in the white mist. To be precise, it should be a ghost. It was Cheng Caiying's father.
"Dad, are you back?"
Cheng Caiying could only vaguely see a figure, but could not see the person clearly.
"This is my home? I'm back."
All the lost memories emerged at this moment.
"Uncle, who killed you?"
Xiao Feng asked hurriedly.
"Yes... forget it, it's all over."
The man waved his hand, as if he didn't want to mention it again.
"Uncle, we only have a few minutes."
"If you don't say it now, you won't have a chance in the future."
The man had a sad look on his face, as if he didn't know what to say.
"Do you have anything to hide? I can help you."
The man looked at Cheng Caiying and said reluctantly: "I only have one daughter. I am an incompetent father. My death will be a relief for her."
"I just hope she can be safe, Mr. Xiao, please help me take care of her, thank you."
The white mist is dissipating little by little, and the man's figure is gradually disappearing.
"Uncle, time is running out."
"Tell me, who killed you?"
The man struggled for a moment, finally said two words and disappeared without a trace.
The white dust in the entire compound also dispersed, and everything returned to normal.
"Dad, dad, where are you?"
Cheng Caiying shouted loudly, feeling extremely sad inside.
"he's gone."
Xiao Feng hugged her shoulders.
"Dad, have a good trip."
Cheng Caiying adjusted her mood and quickly asked: "Who killed my father?"
"He...didn't say."
Xiao Feng shook his head: "Maybe he doesn't know, so let's deal with the funeral first."
Cheng Caiying’s father’s funeral was handled by Haiyang.
His family is engaged in funerals, so it is fitting that he should be responsible for it.
On the second day of the funeral, people came to express their condolences one after another, most of them were partners of Huihuang Company.
The three masters, the Fifth Chief, and Zhao Dongjiang also came to visit in person.
At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the Cheng family also sent someone.
It was still Mr. Yun and a bald middle-aged man. They led a group of bodyguards and walked into the small courtyard.
"Mr. Yun, Third Uncle, you are here."
Cheng Caiying, wearing sackcloth and mourning, stepped forward to salute.
"Fourth Miss, people cannot be resurrected after death. I'm so sorry."
Mr. Yun sighed.
"snort!"
The bald man smiled coldly: "It doesn't matter if you die, it will be over. A waste like him, living is a waste of air."
"Third uncle, please be careful what you say."
Cheng Caiying looked unkind: "What does it mean to be dead? He is my father."
"Caiying, I'm just telling the truth."
Cheng Hui snorted: "Your father is the son-in-law of my Cheng family. If he had been obedient, he wouldn't have ended up like this. It's entirely his own fault."
"Shut up!"
"Chaiying!"
Xiao Feng stopped her: "Today is my uncle's funeral, don't let outsiders laugh."
"Mr. Yun, uncle, please help yourself."
Cheng Caiying said a word, turned around and left.