The metaphysical mother returns, and the villain son stands at attention

Chapter 89 Keep Dad
Before Huo Xingchen could speak, Ghost Dad stopped him and asked, "Xingchen?"

Huo Yunjing moved closer to Gu Qingyin and whispered, "Our son is also called Xingchen. He is ten years old this year." He stretched out his hand to his waist and abdomen and said, "He is this tall now, did you know that?"

Gu Qingyin had a complicated expression after hearing this, and Huo Xingchen's eyes suddenly turned red.

"dad……"

Huo Yunjing looked at Huo Xingchen in confusion and shock, then glanced at Gu Qingyin cautiously and explained aggrievedly, "Wife, I really don't know him. You have to believe me. I have never done anything to let you down."

Gu Qingyin was even more speechless. If she was not 100% sure that she had not lost her memory, she would have really thought that they were once a loving couple.

"Please take back the negative energy in you. It's freezing me."

Huo Yunjing tried to inhale, but the Yin Qi continued to flow out from all parts of his body. He couldn't take it all in. The more he took it in, the angrier he became. In the end, he just gave up and turned to Gu Qingyin and said, "Wife, you won't be cold if you put on more clothes."

Gu Qingyin chuckled and thought, isn’t this quite clever?
Rubbing his aching forehead, Gu Qingyin took out a dagger, cut off a strand of his hair, and tied it around Huo Yunjing's wrist.

Miraculously, the negative energy on Huo Yunjing's body seemed to be covered up and suddenly disappeared.

Huo Yunjing looked down at himself, then raised his wrist and smelled the hair on it, then smiled happily.

Gu Qingyin's mouth twitched, and she glanced at Huo Xingchen, "Come out and tell me."

The three of them moved to the living room. Gu Qingyin sat on the sofa, and Huo Yunjing stuck to her clingingly, unable to be driven away.

Gu Qingyin was anxious to know what happened, so she temporarily let Huo Yunjing do what he wanted.

As the son who had made a mistake, Huo Xingchen stood very consciously opposite Gu Qingyin, staring down at the coffee table in the middle, organizing his words in his mind, trying to make his wrong behavior seem a little more reasonable.

"Are you mute?" Gu Qingyin's face was calm, and he shouted without any doubt: "Speak." Huo Xingchen shuddered, stared at the coffee table, and started from the beginning.

"When I was seven years old, my eldest brother and I were playing hide-and-seek. I hid in your bedroom and accidentally saw your training notes. I couldn't understand them at first, but I had a hunch that what was recorded in them was very powerful."

"Later, I learned more words and could understand some of the notes, so I practiced by following what was written on them."

Hearing this, Gu Qingyin's eyes moved and asked, "How long was it between the time you started practicing and the time you first felt spiritual power?"

Huo Xingchen thought about it and said uncertainly: "About half a year."

Gu Qingyin nodded, "Continue."

Without anyone teaching him, it took him half a year to sense spiritual power. This time is actually very short. Huo Xingchen is indeed talented in this area.

Huo Xingchen: "I practiced with difficulty until I was ten years old. Suddenly, my father had a car accident and was admitted to the ICU."

"I was very scared at the time because I had lost my mother since I was a child, and I was afraid that my father would leave us too. While I prayed that my father would recover and come home, I made the worst-case scenario plan. If my father didn't make it, at least I wanted to keep his soul and let him accompany me in another form."

"I read my notes over and over again during those days, and finally found a way to keep the soul."

Huo Xingchen took a deep breath and said, "I used my own flesh and blood as a weapon to restrain my father at the moment he died."

　A short chapter, I will make up the word count tomorrow...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)