Chapter 574

Everyone talked and laughed happily during the meal, all quite happy, only Huang Yaoshi's expression was somewhat lonely.

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

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

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

"Brother Fan, my father must be thinking of my mother again. We are harmonious and beautiful in the Small World, but my father is lonely on Taohuadao. I feel a bit heartbroken for him!"

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

However, even though he had practiced the Dragon God Art 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 without saying a word, not intending to disturb them.

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

It wasn't until Lin Fan's shoulder had been soaked by 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. Do we still need to say these things between us? As for your mother, I will think of a way!"

Lin Fan looked at this little cook who had always followed him and was so sad, feeling very heartbroken. She had always been silently paying for him by his side, carrying the virtue of 'marrying a 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 a child!"

Huang Rong forced a smile and then skipped along, taking Lin Fan to stroll around Taohuadao.

Huang Rong was extremely familiar with every blade of grass and tree on Taohuadao. After all, she had lived on this Taohuadao 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, patiently following her to stroll through the entire Taohuadao.

Finally, Huang Rong took Lin Fan to a mountain cave. In the cave, there was a ten-thousand-year-old 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 an earth-shattering level, could see without getting close that Feng Heng had no vitality left, her soul was lost, 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 also loves Rong'er very much. Our relationship is very good, sharing weal and woe, just like you and Father. Rong'er believes that you know in the underworld that Rong'er has found such a good home, and you will definitely be happy for Rong'er!"

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

Feng Heng died because she exhausted her heart and blood to transcribe the Nine Yin Manual, so she died shortly after giving birth to Huang Rong. It could be said that Huang Rong lost her mother as soon as she was born.

And the sad thing 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 here with Lin Fan. It could only be said that it was fate.

Huang Rong had been telling Feng Heng's corpse about the bits and pieces of her life with Lin Fan, wanting to share all her happiness with her mother. Lin Fan had been accompanying her, 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 exhausted her heart and blood because of transcribing the Nine Yin Manual and passed away early. It's all because of me that Rong'er lost her mother as soon as she was born!"

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

"Rong'er never blamed you, and I think Mother-in-law never regretted it either, because love is blind by nature. 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 Yaoshi, knowing that he probably had the will to die, so he spoke up to dissuade him.

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

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

Hearing this, Huang Yaoshi was excited at first, but soon his mood dropped again. He hadn't thought about using various ways to resurrect Feng Heng, but unfortunately, such things as resurrection were like the moon in the well and flowers in the water, visible but unattainable.

"We are different. Please give me a little more time, Father-in-law. I am not far from shattering the void. By then, I will take Rong'er away. 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 Yaoshi to give him a little more time. He had waited for so many years, so don'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 embarrassed. If there is really no way, it wouldn't be a bad thing for me to be buried at sea with Heng'er. This has also been my wish for many years. If it weren't for worrying about Rong'er, I would have followed Heng'er long ago!"

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 ancient and modern times, he had never heard of anyone else possessing it.

Only in myths and legends were there records of the Small World, and in myths and legends, there were also records of resurrection from the dead. So if there really was someone who could resurrect Feng Heng, then this person must be Lin Fan!

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