The Northern Song Dynasty returned south, seeking the truth of the Dao.

"Regret is a normal part of life. The world is like a river, and people are like duckweed, only able to drift with the current..." Wang Zhenhuan said softly with a hint of sadness.

"Yes, I thought I was about to see the moon, but then it got light. So, Master, what is the purpose of life?" The waiter wiped his eyes and asked, his eyes red.

Wang Zhenhuan patted him on the shoulder with a smile, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and replied, "Regret is a common occurrence in life, but it is not the whole of life. Although we are all born into this world, neither of us can escape death."

But our land of China is so vast, why not go out and explore? When you set off alone and take your first step, you will discover that freedom has only just begun.

Therefore, the place where people are most likely to get lost is not in the vast jungles and plains, but in the noisy sea of ​​people...

Upon hearing Wang Zhenhuan's words, the waiter's bewildered eyes instantly brightened. He got up from the bed, went to Wang Zhenhuan's side, and asked loudly, "Young Taoist priest, may I ask if you are leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, there is a very important person who entrusted me with a task before he passed away, and I must complete it personally. So I will be heading south tomorrow."

"Actually, I can't really be considered a Taoist master, because I've only just entered the path and haven't been ordained yet, so I can't be considered a true Taoist master," Wang Huanzhen explained, shaking his head.

"Master, may I come with you?" The waiter asked Wang Zhenhuan with hopeful eyes.

Looking into his eyes, Wang Huanzhen couldn't bear to refuse. But when he thought about his journey to Mount Taiqing, a thousand miles away, and the hardships he would inevitably endure along the way, he opened his mouth but remained silent.

Seeing his reaction, the waiter immediately understood what he meant. He lowered his head and said softly, "I was presumptuous. Please rest early, Daoist." With that, he picked up the oil lamp, got up, and walked towards the door.

Wang Zhenhuan watched his lonely figure disappear into the distance, feeling as if he had been punched hard in the heart. He raised his hand, but ultimately didn't utter a word to persuade him to stay. Hearing the waiter's footsteps as he went downstairs, he sighed.

He closed the window in the room and sat back down on the bed. Wang Zhenhuan closed his eyes, but his heart couldn't calm down. His emotional side made him want to go downstairs right now and tell the waiter that he was willing to take him with him.

But reason told him that he was currently only at the True Seeking cultivation level and was still wanted by the Azure Dragon Manor. If he couldn't even take care of himself, how could he possibly guarantee taking care of others?

His mind was not at peace, and he could not calm his mind and focus his energy. Wang Zhenhuan sighed and opened his eyes. He got up and returned to the window, pushing it open to watch the moonlight spill across the calm river.

Making a choice is easy, but the consequences are heavy and difficult to bear. Just as Wang Zhenhuan was hesitating, he suddenly noticed a figure dressed in white in front of the tightly closed gate of the Chen family mansion.

He was puzzled. The Chen residence was always tightly closed day and night, so why would someone come in the middle of the night? Just as he was wondering, the white figure stood in front of the door and observed for a moment.

He actually slipped through the tightly closed door and went inside. Now Wang truly understood; this was the protagonist of the widely circulated ghost story—the unjustly murdered eldest daughter of the Chen family.

But the waiter had said that the eldest daughter of the Chen family was always wailing at the door. Why did she suddenly enter the Chen residence in the middle of the night? Could it be that she was still harboring resentment and wanted to seek revenge on her parents?

Upon realizing this, Wang Zhen was startled. But then he reconsidered and abandoned the idea. If this Miss Chen wanted to harm her parents, she would have done so already.

It wouldn't have dragged on until now. Since they didn't act before, they naturally won't now either. This is strange, this Miss Chen. She's never entered the Chen residence before, always just wailing at the gate.

Why did they suddenly go back in now? Wang Zhen stroked his chin, pondered carefully, and then an idea came to him. There was only one reason for this situation.

That is, the Chen family's young lady who died unjustly in the past could not enter the Chen residence!

Thinking about it this way, the matter, which seems clear and straightforward, actually has a hidden story. It seems that what the philanthropist Chen invited the monks to perform was not a ritual for the deceased, but rather a protective formation for the entire Chen residence!

For some reason, the formation is now ineffective. No wonder the Chen family mansion has been closed all day. No wonder the eldest daughter of the Chen family still appears even after the monk's visit.

Wang Zhenhuan had been wondering how a soul that had just died unjustly could not be released from suffering. She didn't have any deep-seated hatred, and this place wasn't an extremely yin place.

The conditions for forming a vengeful ghost are even more stringent than those for a zombie. Taoism believes that all things in the universe are created from the two energies of Yin and Yang. Humans are no exception.

When a person is alive, they belong to Yang; when they die, they naturally belong to Yin. Therefore, to distinguish between them, they are called people while alive and ghosts after death. Ordinary ghosts are simply the transformed souls of the deceased.

Generally, they have neither cultivation nor magical power, nor do they have a physical form. However, the conditions for them to become powerful and vengeful ghosts are extremely demanding. First, the deceased must be filled with resentment.

As the saying goes, "One dies with eyes wide open, unable to swallow one's anger." This is the principle at play. After death, this last breath becomes the catalyst. At this time, an extremely yin place is needed, where this breath is guided to absorb a large amount of yin energy.

Only then can one awaken their consciousness, recall memories of their past life, and thus become a vengeful ghost. This extremely yin place is a dark place formed by yin years, yin months, yin days, yin hours, and yin moments, a place where the sun never shines.

This extremely yin place contains only a trace of yang energy, which is why a vengeful ghost could form. The Chen family mansion clearly does not meet this condition. In other words, the soul of this Miss Chen is merely an ordinary ghost.

After her death, she lingered near the Chen family mansion, wanting to enter it. This suggests that there must have been something very important to her within the Chen family mansion, something she couldn't let go of even in death.

Chen Shanren was clearly aware of this situation, and even invited monks to perform rituals to protect the entire house. He did this for one purpose only: to prevent Miss Chen from returning.

This is strange. After his daughter died, the father not only didn't ask anyone to perform a ritual to help her pass on to the afterlife, but he also tried every means to prevent his deceased daughter from returning home. What kind of logic is that?

Wang Huanzhen frowned, looking at the Chen family ancestral home under the moonlight. This four-courtyard house, which looked magnificent and grand during the day, now resembled a prison, filled only with desolation and gloom.

There is only one possibility to explain this bizarre situation.

That means the eldest daughter of the Chen family did not die by hanging!