What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"Today is the Ghost Festival, and I also want to experience the illusion of being alive!" he added.

"..." Jiuge remained silent.

“…We’re not bothered by the heat, driver, you can just drive straight there. Maybe it’ll be fine when we get there,” An Chen said with a shrug and a smile.

"Oh, okay." The driver wiped the sweat from his forehead and restarted the vehicle.

I felt that what this passenger said was quite frightening, considering that today is the Ghost Festival and the destination is the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Forty minutes later, the driver, with the windows down, sped to his destination, running red lights and driving at breakneck speed.

Jiuge wanted to remind the driver that the air conditioning was still on, which was wasting electricity.

After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't say anything.

Sure enough, as soon as An Chen and Jiu Ge got out of the car, the air conditioning was turned back on.

"..." Upon noticing that the air conditioning returned to normal the moment the passenger got off the bus, the driver jerked the steering wheel wildly and sped away without even closing the windows.

Perhaps it was just bad timing, but quite a few people still came to Zhang Family Cemetery to pay their respects during the Ghost Festival.

In particular, people lined up to burn paper money at Zhang Zhidong's grave.

Among the large group of people, An Chen spotted Zhang Zhidong's twin brother, Zhang Zhidao, at a glance.

Zhang Zhidao, dressed in a police uniform with red eyes, burned paper money while squinting at the sky.

Unfortunately, it was daytime, and he couldn't see his beloved brother.

"Won't it be difficult to manage with so many people?" Jiuge looked at the large crowd and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

She didn't quite know what to do next either.

“There’s no need to worry about the people, and there aren’t many spirits coming out right now.” An Chen observed his surroundings and found that there were hardly any spirits left.

Unlike the incident with Hua Zi last time, where the grave was surrounded by spirits in the middle of the night.

"Where is your great-grandfather's tombstone?" An Chen looked up and asked Zhang Zhidong, who was sitting above him, silent and seemingly lost in thought.

Since it was Grandma Li who opened the box containing the stone, the stone must have absorbed the longing that Grandma Li had accumulated over the past hundred years as the nourishment for the existence of this illusion.

"The second row, very innermost." Zhang Zhidong said without making a sound.

"I understand." An Chen nodded.

He took out his phone and dialed Zhang Zhidao's number.

In just twenty minutes, Zhang Zhidao had evacuated all irrelevant personnel from the scene.

After being persuaded by An Chen, Zhang Zhidao took a taxi back to An Chen and Jiu Ge's home to continue taking care of Naitang.

Zhang Zhidong listened from the side, and although he didn't say anything, his brows furrowed a couple of times.

After clearing away the surrounding spirits, An Chen led Jiu Ge to Zhang Zhidong's great-grandfather's grave.

An Chen took out a stone from his chest, and the stone emitted a light.

"?" Jiuge was stunned again.

If she wasn't mistaken, the stone emerged directly through An Chen's clothes.

A feeling of dizziness and weightlessness came over me at the same time.

When I opened my eyes, I was already surrounded by Gouzi Bay.

It was still winter, and the residents of Taiwan seemed to be in normal condition as far as the eye could see.

“That’s right! Is this where my ancestors lived?” Zhang Zhidong exclaimed.

He looked around and then nodded repeatedly.

"That's true for now." An Chen nodded.

Although it's an illusion, you could still call it that, albeit somewhat.

After all, the environment is the same, and so are the spirits.

After waiting for a few minutes, two young men and women in military uniforms and an old man with a full head of white hair appeared behind them.

"Brother, sister-in-law," the old man called out to the four people in front of him.

"DouDou?" The young man and woman turned to look at the old man, their eyes filled with surprise.

The next moment, the old man transformed back into his youthful appearance in his twenties, sporting a buzz cut and wearing a military uniform.

"Come on, let's go see Mom and Dad, and Little Egg and Little Twist." The young man smiled shyly.

Zhang Zhidong's facial features and smiling expression are very similar to this young man.

"Great-Grandpa, I'm begging you." Zhang Zhidong floated over, his voice booming.

Nodding to Zhang Zhidong, and bowing to An Chen and the others, the five of them walked forward along the path.

"Little Dog Egg!"

"Little Dog Egg!"

Upon hearing his parents' voices, the little dog Egg, who was weeding in the field, paused for a moment, then turned around excitedly.

"Dad, Mom! Uncle, Aunt!" Without even taking the basket, he scrambled towards his parents.

"You're back. Is the war about to be won?" He rushed into his mother's arms.

The puppy's mother picked him up.

"Mmm, we'll win soon!" Little Egg's dad rubbed Little Egg's head.

"The Zhang family is back!" shouted the old man herding cattle by the roadside.

"They're back! They're back!"

"Go quickly and send Little Twist home! Her parents are back!"

"The battle is about to be won!"

"Our family will definitely be reunited soon!"

"It's good that you're back safe and sound!"

Are you still going out?

Around them, one by one, the villagers of the bay appeared out of nowhere.

The number of people is increasing, increasing!

The Taiwanese people who were not originally nearby suddenly appeared around the five people, surrounding them completely.

"Mom! Dad!" Little Twist popped up.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she skipped and hopped around like a little monkey.

"Children!" Grandma Li and Grandpa Zhang squeezed through the crowd.

"It's good that you're back." The old man's voice choked with emotion.

"Finally... after so long, I'm finally back! I'm finally seeing you all..." Grandma Li's tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Dad, Mom, everyone, let's go." Little Twist's parents hugged Grandma Li.

"It's been so long, it's time to go." Little Egg's parents also took the old man's hand.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." The young man wiped away his tears and then smiled.

"Ah."

"Let's go!"

"Let's go."

A large group of people walked slowly forward, some crying and some laughing.

When they reached the end of the road, everyone disappeared.

Gouzi Bay has also disappeared.

When An Chen and Jiu Ge opened their eyes again, they had returned to the Zhang Family Tomb.

The light emitted by the stone grew fainter and fainter.

A "click" sound.

Before Jiu Ge, the stone merged into An Chen's body.

Chapter 109 Confession

After the stone merged into An Chen's body, the entire cemetery began to radiate a warm golden light from the inside out.

An Chen and the others suddenly felt as if the area within several miles was enveloped in Buddha's light.

Led by Zhang Zhidong's great-grandfather, countless white humanoid phantoms floated out with the golden light, and then transformed into countless points of light.

After waiting silently for about twenty or thirty seconds, the golden light finally disappeared.

Beneath their feet were countless glittering points of light.

“They should have successfully transcended their past lives by now,” An Chen explained to Jiu Ge.

Thinking of the stone that had spontaneously merged into his body without any instructions, he looked a little embarrassed.

Now I can't even find an excuse.

"Um, thank you... So, can you tell me now?" Jiuge raised her head, her expression somewhat complicated.

She had only suspected it before, but now she was almost certain.

The light spots are equivalent to good fortune. The spirits that are delivered will leave behind a lot of good fortune, indicating that among the people present, there are those to whom they choose to bestow their blessings.

Zhang Zhidong didn't react when he saw the light, and An Chen didn't seem surprised at all. There was no other person present.

This can only mean that the person to whom Gouzi Bay bestowed its fortune was An Chen.

Considering the many mysteries surrounding An Chen, coupled with his ability to freely use spirit coins, his acquaintance with Zhang Zhidong, and his effortless ability to knock the knight away, it would be strange to still believe that An Chen is half a Muggle at this point.

Zhang Zhidong looked left and right, hovering to the side, seemingly confused about the situation.

"Hmm? Which aspect are you referring to specifically?" An Chen asked casually.