Chapter 97: Kidnapping My Daughter Right In Front Of Me?
Nan Yuanman panicked and took out a talisman, injecting it into Feng Congqian’s body, trying to save him, but Gou Dan’s soul body was exceptionally compatible with Feng Congqian’s body, so she couldn’t forcibly pull Gou Dan out.
After multiple failed attempts, Nan Yuanman glared huffily at the Giant Centipede that Xiao Hong had chased and suppressed under the coffin, where it was struggling desperately, then yelled “Ahhhh” while grabbing the copper coin sword and pouncing over: “It’s all your fault! You bad bug!”
The Giant Centipede suppressed by the coffin had no way to dodge Nan Yuanman’s copper coin sword and was soon poked with N holes by the huffing little girl.
The Giant Centipede hissed in agony, desperately lifting its tail to stab fiercely at Nan Yuanman.
Just as the sharp tail was about to land on Nan Yuanman, Xiao Hong banged open the coffin lid, flipped over to press the coffin opening onto the Giant Centipede’s body, and sucked it inside.
Meanwhile, in Siam, Shi Hei suddenly opened his eyes wide, cried out in pain, vomited large mouthfuls of blood, and rolled on the ground in agony.
Shi Hei trembled all over, his eyes bulging with rage and terror in his heart—his painstakingly cultivated Gu King was dead!
With the Gu King dead, he as its master would also suffer backlash.
“Damn it! Who is it! Who the hell is it!”
When did such a powerful figure appear in China?!
Killed his red-clothed one, and now killed his Gu King!
Who the hell did it!!
Xie Qingya was terrified and stepped forward to help Shi Hei up, but he shoved her away forcefully: “Get lost!”
Unwilling to accept it, he shakily took a black pill from his cloth bag and swallowed it, easing the backlash in his body, then grimly took out a small skull.
As soon as he took out the skull, Shi Hei suddenly felt someone watching him. He jerked his head up, vigilantly scanning around, his gaze landing on the northeast corner of the wooden house.
A rustling sound came from the northeast corner of the wooden house, followed by a small scarecrow appearing before his eyes.
Before he could react, the scarecrow’s figure suddenly grew quite large, and behind it seemed to follow three or four evil ghosts wielding axes, looking ferocious and malevolent.
The scarecrow swung its massive fist smashing down at Shi Hei.
Shi Hei: “!!!”
Xie Qingya: “!!!”
Having just endured the backlash, Shi Hei’s weakened body left him no time to dodge, so he could only pull out his refined protective magic tool to block in front of him.
“Ah—!” Shi Hei let out a miserable howl as his body was smashed flying by the fist, crashing heavily to the ground. The hand holding the magic tool emitted a crisp cracking sound, and both hand bones broke instantly.
Filled with terror, Shi Hei ignored Xie Qingya who was equally scared silly and dragged his two broken arms as he turned to flee.
Xiao Cao hurriedly led its brothers in pursuit. Shi Hei used every trick he had but couldn’t escape from Xiao Cao, and his injuries only increased.
Gritting his teeth, he bit out a pitch-black small wooden figure from his cloth bag and tossed it to the ground.
The moment the small wooden figure landed, Xiao Cao’s attack arrived too—its fist smashed onto the suddenly enlarged small wooden figure, which burst out a cloud of black mist, obscuring Shi Hei’s figure.
The black mist was quite weird, like a swamp, entangling Xiao Cao and the paper figures, giving Shi Hei a chance to escape.
By the time Xiao Cao dealt with the black mist, Shi Hei’s figure was long gone from sight.
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With Shi Hei fleeing, the incense smell that had bewitched Gou Dan finally dissipated.
In the messy hospital room, Nan Yuanman panted, her small face worried and somewhat panicked as she looked at Feng Yuli and hesitantly spoke: “Big brother, what do we do now?”
Gou Dan had taken over her biological father’s body.
If her father’s living soul came back, what then?
Feng Yuli was also dumbfounded. He never imagined that he had just wanted to bring Nan Yuanman to meet her birth father, and this mishap would happen…
He hesitated to speak, then asked her: “Yuanman, you have no way to get the dog… cough, Mister Gou out of father’s body either?”
The little girl scrunched her steamed bun face, extremely troubled: “I just tried every method I had, but… Gou Dan’s soul body is too compatible with his body, like it was originally his soul. I can’t pull Gou Dan out of his body…”
Perhaps due to her panicked state, the little girl’s words were a bit roundabout. As Feng Yuli listened, his expression gradually turned strange, a bold idea flashing through his mind.
“Yuanman, could it be that Gou Dan is… father’s soul?”
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? The first time she met Feng Congqian, a living soul appeared by her side.
Nan Yuanman was stunned for a moment, frowning as she carefully examined Feng Congqian’s face.
Perhaps due to the living soul entering his body, Feng Congqian’s pale face had regained some color, and his breathing had steadied a bit.
As she looked, she suddenly felt that Gou Dan’s profile did resemble Feng Congqian a little, but…
“Probably… not, right? Gou Dan looks so young, he…” Nan Yuanman stared at Feng Congqian’s face, unable to say he was already old, and after a long pause squeezed out: “He looks better than Gou Dan! Gou Dan isn’t that good-looking!”
Young…
Feng Yuli thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone, opened Meng Qingwan’s Moments, scrolled down, and finally found a photo of Feng Congqian when he was young.
The instant he saw that photo, Feng Yuli paused, Gou Dan’s half-intact face flashing through his mind.
He hesitated for a few seconds, then raised his hand to cover half of Feng Yuli’s face in the photo and looked again.
This half of the face was identical to Gou Dan’s half.
Feng Yuli was silent for a moment, then silently handed the phone to Nan Yuanman: “Yuanman, Gou… um, he really is father’s living soul.”
He silently covered his face, somehow unable to look straight at Feng Congqian.
This was too dramatic—Feng Congqian’s memory-lost living soul had come to Nan Yuanman’s side, and she had given it such an extremely down-to-earth name.
For Feng Congqian, it was absolutely a black history…
The little girl saw the photo on the phone and felt like thunder from a clear sky, standing dumbfounded in place, silent for a long time.
After a good while, she asked wistfully: “Big brother, if I go back to the Jiang family now, is it still not too late?”
Feng Yuli: “?”
“Why suddenly want to go back to the Jiang family out of nowhere? Did we do something wrong?” Feng Yuli asked somewhat panicked.
“No.” Nan Yuanman shook her head, her small face falling: “I-I named him Gou Dan, he-he definitely won’t like me after he wakes up.”
“How could that be? Yuanman didn’t know he was your birth father back then, right? Encountering a memory-lost living soul and giving it a new name is perfectly natural!”
Feng Yuli squatted in front of Nan Yuanman, his voice gentle as he comforted her: “Besides, his life was saved by Yuanman, and Yuanman is so cute—how could he not like Yuanman?”
“If he doesn’t like you, then he’s blind! Then big brother can just live with you, no need to mind him.”
Before Nan Yuanman could speak, a hoarse, low voice suddenly came from behind her.
Feng Congqian spoke wistfully: “Daring to take my daughter right in front of me, Feng Yuli, who gave you the courage.”
