"When I rushed to Zhongzhai, I found that there was only one big house left here. It was ordinary and nothing special. After searching for a long time, I found the well where the body was buried. I fished out Ming'er's body.
Her whole body had turned purple, and her belly was slightly bulging. I pressed it lightly with my hand, and countless blood flowed out from under her legs, and then my baby burst out of her belly. Now, it’s him..."
As he spoke, he pointed at the child wearing a bellyband next to him, with a look of endearment in his eyes.
Ruyi was puzzled: "But... but... isn't it only ten months of pregnancy to give birth to a baby? Zhong Ming'er's pregnancy is far less than three months old. How could your baby survive... Moreover, Zhong Ming'er was beaten at Zhong's house.
How did you know about this? If you had known about it in advance, you would naturally not have let this happen, and you would have rescued Zhong Ming'er in time, and there would have been no subsequent tragedy. This...is unreasonable..."
Shuohua nodded and said: "Yes, according to common sense, this child will not survive. But Ming'er's vow before her death was too poisonous. Her heart was full of hatred and love for the child, so
She made a bet with her life and soul. It can be said that the reason why the child can exist is because she was nourished by Zhong Ming'er. In other words, she exchanged herself for the child's life. Our children belong to mortals and immortals.
Crystal, physically a half-immortal, he was stillborn but was rescued by Ming'er's soul, so he became a 'spirit'."
"Spiritual bodies can communicate with my soul. Everything I learned later was shown to me by my children using their spiritual power."
Ruyi asked: "Zhong Ming'er used his own soul to nourish the child and revive him. So... Zhong Ming'er cannot be reincarnated?"
Shuohua said sadly: "That's it. From now on, there is no Zhong Ming'er between heaven and earth. She only exists in the memory of our father and son..."
Shuohua continued: "Ming'er's death made me furious. At that time, I really wanted to wash away Zhongzhai with blood and let everyone be buried with Ming'er. But after thinking about it later, this matter had nothing to do with other people...
The culprits are still Leizi and the people from Zhongzhai. I revealed my true identity as a god, summoned the four elders of the village to Zhongzhai, and asked them to disband Zhongzhai and establish four villages. I wanted to turn the original Zhongzhai into Mingzhai.
My son’s cemetery.”
Qin Xiao took over and said: "So the disbandment of Zhongzhai, the establishment of the four villages and the barrier of Zhongzhai were all set by you."
Shuohua nodded.
"Actually, there's another thing I don't quite understand. You only received the news from rumors after the people in Zhong Zhai disappeared en masse. So the disappearance of the people in Zhong Zhai should have nothing to do with you, but where have they gone?" Ruyi thought about it.
After a long time, a doubt was pointed out.
Shuohua seemed to suddenly understand something. He did not answer Ruyi's question directly, but pointed his fingers at his son: "Come here."
It can be seen that Shuohua's family is very strict. The child with a red bellyband walked out from behind Ruyi tremblingly, rubbed his little hands and reluctantly came to his father.
Shuohua knelt down and held his son in his arms: "Yiming, is this the reason why you brought your sister here?"
The child nodded, opening and closing his little mouth as if talking, but no sound came out.
Ruyi asked: "Why...why can't he speak..."
Shuohua sighed: "It's not that he can't speak, it's that we can't hear what he says. The spirit exists beyond the three realms and six realms, so even if he wants to say something, his voice cannot reach our ears.
"Recalling that Ming was playful in his early years, he ran out of the tomb house while I was in seclusion and wandered around the surrounding villages. However, people outside could neither see nor hear him. As time went by, he felt bored and returned obediently."
Ruyi silently recited the child's name in her heart - Yi Ming, Yi Ming. It was filled with love for Zhong Ming'er. In this way, living for too long is not a good thing, like
Shuohua is so immortal, but he has to devote his whole life to a love that was so short back then.
Of course, whether it is worth it or not is not something outsiders can say.