The words concluded.
He Juan looked at Zhang Ping, who was chatting with Zhang Wei not far away, her gaze filled with complex emotions.
"Ding! Unknown Ghost's Sorrow."
"Host gains System Points +560."
On the other side.
Zhang Wei listened to the continuous notification sounds in his mind, and he was basically certain that the unknown ghost was either related to He Juan, or it was He Juan herself.
"I didn't expect this, the woman chasing my dad is actually a ghost at the Half-step True Dragon Guard level."
"Son, what are you spacing out about again?"
His father, Zhang Ping, spoke and tapped Zhang Wei's head.
"I wasn't spacing out, I was just thinking about what you said just now, Dad."
Zhang Wei replied casually.
Just now, Zhang Wei and his father Zhang Ping were talking about He Juan. Zhang Ping had recounted a lot of He Juan's past. Because he didn't mention He Juan was pursuing him, he said they were very good friends.
Regarding this.
His father Zhang Ping did not doubt Zhang Wei's words. He simply took the three sticks of incense handed to him by his wife and bowed to He Juan's tomb:
"He Juan, I don't know if you're satisfied with the gift I prepared for you this time. If you want anything, you can tell me. Your Uncle and Aunt left the year before last. Have they gone down to reunite with you? I've already arranged the funerals for Uncle and Aunt."
"If you see Uncle and Aunt, He Juan, if you need anything, you can tell me in a dream. Although I'm afraid of ghosts, I'm not afraid of you, hahahaha."
With his words.
Zhang Ping waved to call Zhang Wei, who was weeding around the grave, over:
"Son, come here and pay respects to Aunt He Juan, no, to Godmother He Juan. From today onwards, you recognize He Juan as your godmother. This will also fulfill one of He Juan's dreams. I remember He Juan used to say that if she got married in the future, she'd want to have a son."
Upon hearing this.
Zhang Wei was not surprised. His father Zhang Ping had mentioned this to Zhang Wei yesterday. As for Zhang Wei's mother, she was not surprised either. In fact, it was Zhang Wei's mother who brought this up. Because He Juan and Zhang Wei's mother were not only rivals in love but also good sisters, a rather dramatic real-life relationship.
However.
Even though he wasn't surprised, with the previous system prompts, knowing that He Juan had likely become a ghost, and a ghost at the Half-step True Dragon Guard level.
Zhang Wei took the three sticks of incense, feeling a strange sensation in his heart… He thought today was just a grave-sweeping trip, but he didn't expect to recognize a Half-step True Dragon Guard level ghost as his godmother. If Zhang Chao and the others knew about this, he couldn't imagine their expressions.
Muttering to himself, Zhang Wei smiled outwardly and said:
"Godmother, I hope your spirit in heaven can bless my parents with good health. Also, I will come to see you every year in the future. If my parents get old, I will take over from them to continue visiting you. If you need anything, you can tell me."
After speaking.
Zhang Wei sincerely bowed to He Juan and inserted the three sticks of incense. Regardless of whether she was a ghost or not, in his opinion, he was prepared to sincerely recognize her as his godmother.
With this bow.
A system prompt instantly sounded in his mind.
"Ding! Unknown Ghost is deeply moved."
"Host gains System Points +580."
It could be seen.
After Zhang Wei spoke those words, He Juan, who was hidden in the nearby forest, had tears in her beautiful eyes and nodded repeatedly in the void, responding to Zhang Wei:
"Yes, I heard you, godson. I have a son. I have Zhang Ping's son."
Although there was no blood relation, He Juan's lifelong dream, cherished for decades, had been fulfilled. She had a child with Zhang Ping. Even without a blood connection, it didn't matter. The important thing was that he was willing to call her Mom, which was the most important thing to her.
"Godson, Zhang Ping, don't worry. With me here, no one can touch you. Not the Guarding Department, and certainly not the Underworld Department!"
He Juan's beautiful eyes gleamed with unprecedented light:
"It seems I can't be so indifferent to the Underworld Department anymore. I need to become an even more indispensable part of the Underworld Department, no longer just a supply of monsters. I need to be the true second-in-command, even the Underworld Lord has to act according to my opinions. This way, the Underworld Department won't touch my godson, and can even protect my godson."
She said, nodding repeatedly:
"Yes, that's decided. I'm going back to the stolen country today. I don't care anymore, I'll start a large-scale plundering, creating a large number of ghosts."
…
Not long after.
After burning paper money for He Juan, offering some food, and cleaning up the weeds around the grave, Zhang Ping then called his wife and Zhang Wei:
"It's getting late, let's go back."
Before his words fell.
Zhang Ping softly said to the grave:
"He Juan, we'll see you again next year on this day."
"Okay, Zhang Ping, I'll be waiting for you."
He Juan, hidden nearby, responded in the void, her smile indescribably happy.
"Ding! Unknown Ghost… Today is the happiest day of my life."
"Host gains System Points +600."
"It seems I can be 100% sure now, that ghost is He Juan."
Zhang Wei murmured.
Immediately after.
Zhang Wei left with his father Zhang Ping and the others.
On the way back, upon confirming that there were no more system prompts, indicating that He Juan was not following them, Zhang Wei thought for a moment, then pretended to be casual and asked:
"Dad, I wouldn't have thought it. I remember you used to hide in Mom's arms to watch ghost movies. You didn't even dare to go out during Qingming Festival at noon, evening, or night. Now you're sweeping a grave and you're not scared at all. I remember the surroundings are all graves, and places like that are the most likely to have ghosts."
"Hmph, afraid of what? Isn't it because of the protective amulet you gave me? Your distant uncle said it was good, so I'm definitely not afraid."
"So that means you were scared when you came to sweep Godmother's grave before, right? Hehe."
"...Oh, you're trying to trick me, aren't you? Sorry, you're wrong, your dad isn't scared when sweeping graves."
His father Zhang Ping was driving and glanced at Zhang Wei in the rearview mirror:
"For other graves, I probably would be terrified and wouldn't dare to go. But this is your godmother He Juan's grave. What am I afraid of? Her spirit in heaven will protect me."
"Then Dad… I'm just kidding, you're so afraid of ghosts. What if Godmother He Juan also becomes a ghost? If you saw Godmother He Juan's ghost, would you be scared?"
As soon as he spoke.
Zhang Ping paused, not expecting Zhang Wei to ask such a question, but quickly replied:
"Son, what kind of question is that? Isn't that obvious? I definitely wouldn't be scared. I'm afraid of ghosts because ghosts are terrifying. Your godmother He Juan is my friend. Even if she becomes a ghost, she's still my friend. Why would I be afraid?"
After speaking.
Zhang Wei's mother also smiled and agreed:
"Not only not scared, but happy instead. Right, husband."
Zhang Wei's father grinned:
"Yes, it's still my wife who understands me. If He Juan becomes a ghost, then the three of us can get together again and go eat barbecue on the street near the school one more time."
Upon hearing this.
Zhang Wei's eyes flickered, revealing a subtle, meaningful gaze that went unnoticed.
…