Feng Ru walked over and opened the window. She originally wanted to wake Feng Yu to ask what was going on, but seeing him sleeping soundly, she held back.
"What was this kid up to yesterday? Why does he look so exhausted?"
Feng Ru covered Feng Yu with the blanket before leaving for work.
6:30 PM~
Feng Yu groggily opened his eyes and checked his phone, only to realize it was already 6:30 PM.
"Damn, how could I sleep so soundly?"
Feng Yu muttered and looked at his drawer.
He relaxed upon finding that no one had touched it.
The sun was setting~
The twilight sunlight shone into the room. Feng Yu became a little worried, "Is today the Ghost Festival, the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month?"
Just then, the phone suddenly rang.
Feng Yu looked down and saw the display showing "Sister."
He answered the call, and Feng Ru's voice came through, "Brother, get out the things needed for visiting the graves. I'm heading home now."
Feng Yu grunted, hung up the phone, got up, took out a stack of talismans, grabbed the copper coin sword, and finally took the items needed for visiting the graves before leaving the villa.
He hoped the talismans he drew all night yesterday would be useful.
Otherwise, he would only be able to defend himself with the copper coin sword if he encountered any danger.
At this moment, Feng Ru also drove to the entrance. She stuck her head out the car window and smiled, "Let's go see Mom and Dad."
Feng Yu nodded, put the items in the trunk, and got into the passenger seat.
Feng Ru looked at Feng Yu, who had just woken up, and said, "You must not have eaten yet."
Feng Yu nodded, "Yeah, I stayed up all night watching dramas yesterday and just woke up."
"Watching dramas?" Feng Ru was slightly surprised, "Since when did you like watching dramas?"
In the past half month, besides his morning runs, the most Feng Yu had done was read books.
Feng Ru even suspected if he had been a bookworm before.
However, staying indoors reading books all day was making him close to becoming a bookworm.
Although staying up late was not good, young people all went through this.
Feng Yu, in the passenger seat, remained silent, gazing at the setting sun.
The afterglow illuminated his sickly face, making him appear somewhat lonely.
As the sky gradually darkened, his heart grew tense.
Today was the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, commonly known as the Ghost Festival.
On this day, the gates of the underworld opened wide, and countless ghosts would come to the mortal world.
Feng Yu felt a vague sense of unease.
It seemed like something bad was about to happen.
The car drove towards the suburbs. Seeing Feng Yu looking worried, Feng Ru said, "It's been a long time since you came home. You didn't come last time when we saw Mom and Dad."
Hearing this, Feng Yu awkwardly touched his head, not knowing what to say, "Has it...?"
He couldn't recall anything about his memories.
However, judging by this, he seemed to have been quite disobedient before.
But honestly, he really didn't want to come to this kind of place.
They arrived in front of a public cemetery in the suburbs. People were already starting to burn paper money.
Feng Ru found a spot and parked the car. Feng Yu looked outside, puzzled by the absence of even a single ghost.
Something was wrong.
Today was the Ghost Festival, the time when ghosts were most active.
Why wasn't there even a ghost in sight here?
This shouldn't be the case.
Feng Ru parked the car and saw Feng Yu staring blankly outside, asking with confusion, "What are you looking at? We've arrived."
Feng Yu snapped back to reality and smiled, "Nothing, let's go see Mom and Dad."
Feng Ru nodded, a smile appearing on her face, "Okay, I'll go get the things from the trunk."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yu quickly stopped her, "No need, I'll get the things. Sister, you go see Mom and Dad first."
Seeing Feng Yu's nervous expression, Feng Ru was bewildered but didn't think much of it, nodding, "Alright, I'll go in first, you hurry up."
Feng Yu nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll be right there."
Getting out of the car, Feng Ru walked towards the cemetery first.
Watching his sister go in first, Feng Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Afraid of being discovered by Feng Ru, he had hidden the copper coin sword and talismans together with the items for visiting the graves.
He had almost exposed himself.
Arriving at the trunk, Feng Yu first put the talismans in his pocket, then took the necessary items, and looked at the remaining copper coin sword.
He hadn't even seen a single ghost, should he take the copper coin sword?
After hesitating for two seconds, Feng Yu decided not to take it.
There wasn't a single ghost in this place, so there wouldn't be any accidents.
If his sister found out he brought the copper coin sword to visit the graves, he would definitely get a scolding.
Closing the trunk, Feng Yu carried the items needed for visiting the graves and walked towards the cemetery.
Upon entering the cemetery, it was exactly as Feng Yu had seen.
There wasn't a single ghost inside; it was filled with people visiting graves.
But the more it was like this, the more uneasy Feng Yu felt.
Feng Yu shook his head helplessly, sighing inwardly.
He was probably scared silly by ghosts.
He was afraid whether there were ghosts or not, always being on edge.
Public cemeteries were different from village graves. No matter how rich you were, a public cemetery only had so much space.
Feng Yu glanced over and saw Feng Ru squatting in front of a tombstone not far away.
Feng Yu walked over with the items for visiting the graves and called out, "Sister."
Seeing Feng Yu arrive, Feng Ru wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled, "Brother, offer some incense to Mom and Dad first."
Feng Yu nodded and walked over, took out the incense from the plastic bag, lit three sticks, and inserted them in front of the tombstone. Then, he knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed.
"Dad, Mom, your son is here to see you."
Looking at the tombstone before him, Feng Yu felt a strange sensation.
This feeling was very peculiar.
Even though the grave before him was his parents', it gave him a sense of unfamiliarity.
Why did he have this feeling?
Regardless, Feng Yu kowtowed twice more.
Feng Ru beside him smiled and said, "Mom and Dad know. Get up quickly."
As she spoke, Feng Ru prepared to help Feng Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, up.
Just then.
A strong gust of wind blew, scattering the paper money on the ground.
Feng Ru instinctively shielded her face. Feng Yu was puzzled.
Why was there a strange wind blowing?
The strong wind ended, and the scattered paper money slowly settled.
Feng Yu placed his hands on the ground and was about to stand up when a bone-chilling coldness assailed him from the side.
Feng Yu froze instantly, his expression changing drastically. One hand instinctively reached for the talismans in his pocket.
This bone-chilling coldness was... ghostly energy!
The ghostly energy was so dense that Feng Yu found it difficult to breathe.
What level of ghost was this?
A fierce ghost?
A vengeful spirit?
A冥鬼 (Nether Ghost)?
No, the ghostly energy was even heavier than a 冥鬼!
Could it be... a Ghost King!
Feng Yu trembled with fear.
Even dealing with a fierce ghost was difficult for him now, let alone the highest realm of ghosts, the Ghost King!
Feng Ru couldn't help but shiver and asked with confusion, "Why is it suddenly so cold?"