Chapter 345: Sad Rong'er

"That's great! Thank you, Brother Lin!"

Yue Yue Lingshan happily kissed Lin Fan on the face, then ran to Ning Zhongze's side and kissed her too, which caused the embarrassed Ning Zhongze to give her a rap on the head. Only then did the lively Yue Yue Lingshan quiet down.

Just finished kissing Lin Fan and then kissed her; wouldn't that be equivalent to her kissing Lin Fan? Simply nonsense!

"Haven't eaten yet, right? Come and taste Rong'er's cooking together!"

At this time, as the host, Lin Fan also invited Ning Zhongze and the others to have lunch together.

Originally, because Huang Rong was excited to return to Peach Blossom Island, she had made too much food. He was still considering whether to send it to the space, but now it was perfect; he could just bring Dongfang Bai and the others to eat together.

Dongfang Bai and the others were polite and sat down, and then the group began to eat lunch.

Everyone talked and laughed happily during the meal, and everyone was quite happy, except for Huang Huang Yaoshi, whose expression was somewhat lonely.

After the meal, Huang Huang Yaoshi went to the peach blossom forest to play the flute. The flute sound was melodious yet desolate. Huang Rong came to Lin Fan's side and leaned into his arms, looking at Huang Huang Yaoshi playing the flute lonely in the peach forest, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"What's wrong, Rong'er? Did you suffer any grievances?"

Lin Fan wiped away Huang Rong's tears, then held her face and asked softly.

"Brother Fan, Father must be thinking of Mother again. We are harmonious and beautiful in the Small World, but Father is all alone on Peach Blossom Island. I feel a bit heartbroken for him!"

Huang Rong looked at Lin Fan with red eyes, which made Lin Fan feel heartbroken and pull her into his arms.

But even though he had practiced the Dragon God Technique to the highest realm, he could only resurrect those who had just died. Huang Rong's mother, Feng Heng, had been dead for more than ten years, and he had no way to resurrect her.

Ning Zhongze and the others stood not far away, silent, not intending to disturb them.

"Sorry, Brother Fan, I lost my composure!"

It wasn't until Lin Fan's shoulder was soaked with Huang Rong's tears that Huang Rong finally collected her mood and apologized to Lin Fan.

"Rong'er, you never need to say sorry to me. You are my little cook for life. Is there any need to say these things between us? As for your mother, I will think of a way!"

Lin Fan felt heartbroken seeing this little cook who had always followed him so sad. She had always been silently paying by his side, carrying out the virtue of a wife following her husband to the extreme. How could Lin Fan not cherish her?

"I'll take Brother Fan to see the place I liked to go to most when I was little!"

Huang Rong forced a smile, then skipped and hopped, taking Lin Fan to wander around Peach Blossom Island.

Huang Rong was extremely familiar with every blade of grass and tree on Peach Blossom Island. After all, she had lived on this Peach Blossom Island for fifteen years.

So even for a giant rock, Huang Rong could pull Lin Fan to introduce it for half a day, telling him about some trivial things she had done by the rock. Lin Fan didn't show the slightest impatience and patiently followed her to wander through the entire Peach Blossom Island.

Finally, Huang Rong took Lin Fan to a mountain cave. Inside the cave was a ten-thousand-year mysterious ice bed. Huang Rong's mother, Feng Heng, lay on the ice bed. Even after more than ten years, Feng Heng's corpse was still well-preserved, looking as if she were just sleeping.

But Lin Fan, whose cultivation had reached earth-shattering levels, could see without getting close that Feng Heng had no vitality left, her soul was gone, and she had long since passed away.

"Mother, Rong'er brought Brother Fan to see you. This is the husband Rong'er chose for herself. Rong'er loves Brother Fan very much, and Brother Fan loves Rong'er very much. Our relationship is very good, sharing weal and woe, just like you and Father. Rong'er believes that even in the underworld, knowing Rong'er has found such a good home, you will definitely be happy for Rong'er!"

Huang Rong walked to Feng Heng's corpse and muttered to herself.

Feng Heng had died because she had exhausted her heart and blood to transcribe the Nine Yin Manual, so she had passed away after barely holding on to give birth to Huang Rong. It could be said that Huang Rong had lost her mother the moment she was born.

And the tragedy was that her death was just for the Nine Yin Manual, a martial art that could only be left in a box to gather dust in Lin Fan's place. It could only be said to be fate.

Huang Rong kept telling Feng Heng's corpse about every bit of her life with Lin Fan, wanting to share all her happiness with her mother. Lin Fan accompanied her the whole time, and it wasn't until Huang Rong was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep that Lin Fan carried her out of the cave.

"Rong'er took you to see her mother? It's all my fault. If I hadn't been obsessed with the Nine Yin Manual back then, her mother wouldn't have died early due to exhaustion from transcribing it. It's all because of me that Rong'er lost her mother the moment she was born!"

Huang Huang Yaoshi slowly walked to Lin Fan's side, looking at the sleeping Huang Rong in his arms, and said with self-reproach.

"Rong'er never blamed you, and I don't think Mother-in-law ever regretted it either, because love is blind. I know you built a leaking flower boat, Father-in-law, preparing to be buried at sea with Mother-in-law, but things haven't reached that point yet. Perhaps I can think of a way to resurrect Mother-in-law!"

Lin Fan looked at the haggard Huang Huang Yaoshi, knowing he probably had a death wish, so he spoke up to dissuade him.

"Really? Can you really think of a way?"

"Don't lie to me. The dead cannot be resurrected. Even if your cultivation is earth-shattering, you cannot violate the laws of nature. Over the years, I have painstakingly studied Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, medicine, and witchcraft, and I haven't been able to find any way. You don't need to comfort me!"

Hearing this, Huang Huang Yaoshi was first extremely excited, but soon his mood dropped again. He hadn't not thought about using various methods to resurrect Feng Heng, but unfortunately, resurrection was like the moon in the well or flowers in the water—visible but unattainable.

"We are different. Father-in-law, please give me a little more time. I am not far from shattering the void. When the time comes, I will take Rong'er with me. If I haven't thought of a way by the time I shatter the void, then Father-in-law can do as you wish!"

Lin Fan still asked Huang Huang Yaoshi to give him a little more time. He had waited for so many years, so he shouldn't care about this little bit of time.

"Alright then, I will wait for you to shatter the void. But you don't need to be too troubled. If there is truly no way, being buried at sea with Heng'er might not be a bad thing. This has been my wish for many years. If it weren't for worrying about Rong'er, I would have followed Heng'er long ago!"

Huang Huang Yaoshi nodded. He still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, because he truly had no comparison with Lin Fan. Not to mention the gap in martial arts, just the Small World Lin Fan possessed—even though he was learned in both ancient and modern times, he had never heard of anyone else possessing one.

Only in myths and legends were there records of the Small World, and in myths and legends, there were also records of resurrection. So if there was truly someone who could resurrect Feng Heng, then that person had to be Lin Fan!

Lin Fan nodded. At this moment, he also felt the pressure was immense. Resurrection was something he definitely didn't have the ability to do at present, so he could only see if he could obtain rewards in this regard from the system.