The Mystical Biological Mother Returns, the Villainous Sons Stand Up Straight – Chapter 88

Ch 88: Wife…

Although there were some accidents, the Yin energy in the room was still dissipated a lot as desired, at least the visibility was much higher.

Gu Qingyin led Mao Mao to the door again. It was hazy inside, and only blurry shadows could be seen. At a glance, there was only furniture. In the center of the house, there seemed to be a… coffin?

Gu Qingyin frowned and called out, “Huo Xingchen?”

Huo Xingchen heard her, but couldn’t respond. He was paralyzed by the electricity. Not to mention his hands and feet, even his tongue wouldn’t obey. He suspected he had been electrocuted. He was both shocked and scared for a moment, and actually cried aggrievedly.

At first, he was just silently shedding tears, but the more he cried, the sadder he became, and finally he sobbed and “whimpered.”

As soon as the sound came out, footsteps approached.

Huo Xingchen raised his eyes and only saw a blurry figure. He moved his numb tongue, but still couldn’t say a word.

The figure sighed and squatted down. As expected, it was Gu Qingyin.

She briefly checked Huo Xingchen’s condition. It was a little more serious than she thought, but it was okay. It wasn’t a serious injury, just needed to conduct the electricity out.

Gu Qingyin rummaged through her satchel again and took out a talisman, sticking it on Huo Xingchen’s body. It was full in a moment.

“Get up and move around, you’ll be fine in a while.” Gu Qingyin reached out and pulled her son up.

Huo Xingchen staggered to his feet, like he was rehabilitating, moving his limbs stiffly and slowly, and tentatively trying to speak with “ah ah” sounds.

“What is this?” Gu Qingyin asked.

Huo Xingchen’s movements froze, and he slowly turned his head. Sure enough, he saw Gu Qingyin staring at the coffin in the center with a serious face. He panicked, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, saying, “Merchandise!”

A question mark popped up on Gu Qingyin’s head, “Merchandise?”

“Yes!” Huo Xingchen recovered quickly from the shock, “Game merchandise, it looked so realistic so I bought it back, hahaha.”

Gu Qingyin turned her head to look at him speechlessly, “Didn’t I tell you, I have Yin-Yang Eyes since birth? The source of the Yin energy in your room is in the coffin.”

Huo Xingchen couldn’t laugh anymore, and he began to swallow nervously.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyin narrowed her eyes, “You wouldn’t be hiding a corpse inside, would you?” After a pause, she frowned and asked, “Did you kill someone?”

“How is that possible!” Huo Xingchen retorted, “I’m a serious college student, I’ve received legal education!”

“Then why are you so nervous?” Gu Qingyin stared at him with a deep gaze, “Who exactly is the fierce ghost suppressed inside?”

Huo Xingchen opened his mouth, wanting to say no, but then he thought that Gu Qingyin had Yin-Yang Eyes, and wouldn’t allow him to quibble at all, so he choked.

“You’re not going to say it, huh?” Gu Qingyin picked up the firewood stick, “Then I’ll take a look with my own eyes.”

Huo Xingchen wanted to stop her, but not to mention that his legs and feet were not working well now, even if they were, he couldn’t stop Gu Qingyin.

As Gu Qingyin’s hand touched the coffin lid, the fear in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. His body instinctively retreated, but the bedroom was only so big. After taking a few steps, he retreated to the wall. He could only watch helplessly.

Watching the secret he tried so hard to hide, exposed in front of everyone. And this person, was the one he most wanted to, and should have hidden it from.

At the moment her palm touched the coffin, Gu Qingyin’s heart suddenly beat rapidly twice. She had a feeling that the ghost in the coffin had countless connections with her.

This realization made Gu Qingyin a little flustered, and her movements stopped involuntarily.

She calmed herself down and exerted force again.

With a “click,” the coffin lid was slowly pushed open, and a surge of Yin energy several times stronger than before poured out.

Instantly, Gu Qingyin felt her hands and feet were icy cold, as if soaked in coldness. Even the seams of her bones began to emit cold air.

Gu Qingyin’s expression turned stern. Just as she was about to retreat, a pale hand stretched out from the coffin and tightly grasped her wrist. Before she could react, it began to exert force, dragging her into the coffin.

Gu Qingyin pulled her body back, using her knee to prop against the coffin, and the firewood stick in her other hand was about to smash down.

But just as she lowered her eyes to aim, she saw a red mole on the outside of the little finger of that hand. It was very small, but the color was very pure, like it was dotted with high-quality cinnabar.

She had not only seen this mole before, but didn’t know how many times she had touched it.

Gu Qingyin was stunned, “Huo… Yunjing?”

The voice was very small, but Huo Xingchen heard it. He subconsciously shrank his neck.

It’s over, she recognized him just by looking at his hand. How familiar must they be? Combining it with the previous discovery, Gu Qingyin is 100% his mom, no doubt.

It should have been a happy thing, but Huo Xingchen’s eyes were dim as he looked at the situation in front of him.

This coffin, after his dad comes out, it wouldn’t be impossible for him to lie in it too.

Hearing this name, the hand in the coffin obviously paused, and a cold, ghostly voice came from a very far away place, “Wife…”

Gu Qingyin smacked it with the stick, hitting the back of the hand squarely, “Who’s your wife? Have some shame!”

Visible to the naked eye, a crack appeared on the pale back of the hand, revealing wisps of black air, but it healed in an instant.

The cold, ghostly voice sounded again, with a hint of grievance for some reason, “Wife…”

“Let go!” Gu Qingyin said coldly, “Come out of the coffin and talk to me.”

After a stalemate for two seconds, the ghost hand didn’t let go, but turned into a cloud of black mist, entangling Gu Qingyin’s wrist. Then, the black mist transferred from the coffin to Gu Qingyin’s side, and condensed into a human form again.

A tall, handsome man, estimated to be nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His eyes were sharp, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin. Overall, he was handsome in a very aggressive way, but he happened to have a bewitching tear mole under the corner of his right eye, not knowing who he was seducing.

The man’s eyes were clear, not like he was irrational, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his IQ was exposed.

“Wife, come with me…” As he spoke, his hand climbed up Gu Qingyin’s neck, intending to tighten it and strangle her to death.

Gu Qingyin didn’t dodge or avoid, and even stuck her neck forward, “Yes, strangle me to death, hurry up, I’ll immediately go to reincarnate after I die!”

The icy cold hand was about to tighten, but froze, “Reincarnate?”

“Of course, you have to reincarnate after you die. I don’t have any obsessions. I’ll reincarnate quickly and be born quickly, and in eighteen years, I’ll be a genius Mystical Arts Master again!” Gu Qingyin pressed his hand, “Hurry up, don’t dawdle.”

Huo Yunjing seemed to be frightened, not daring to use any strength, shaking his head in panic, “No, wife, don’t reincarnate, we have to be together.”

Gu Qingyin squinted at him, “You don’t want me to be a ghost and be with you?”

Huo Yunjing shook his head aggrievedly. The tall ghost looked like a bullied little daughter-in-law.

Gu Qingyin snorted coldly and turned her head away, a bit of heartache showing in her eyes. When he was alive, he was such a wise and brilliant person, how did he become so stupid after becoming a ghost?

She raised her eyes to look at Huo Xingchen, who lowered his head guiltily and panickedly, not daring to look her in the eye at all.

Gu Qingyin’s eyes turned cold, and she asked in a tone that could be described as gentle, “Xingchen, is there anything you want to say to Mom?”

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（End of this chapter）