The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity-Chapter 437 - 435: Zhaozhao, I Want a Daughter!

"Fine! Have it your way!"

Qin Zhao said, a bit annoyed, as he finally set her down.

Chu Yan pinched her little cheek, his lips curling into a faint smile.

"Go back to sleep later, I promise I won’t disturb you."

Qin Zhao responded with a sarcastic "Ha ha."

Before long, the two arrived at the grave of Chu Yan’s mother.

Her name was Chu Hanxu.

Chu Yan had shown Qin Zhao a photo of his mother.

He closely resembled her.

She was a beautiful woman, seeming delicate and frail, yet she had an underlying strength.

If she hadn’t been strong, she would have never managed to send Lu Tingming to college, and afterward, raise a genius.

Although Chu Hanxu wasn’t highly educated, she was attractive, so when she reached adulthood, the matchmaker set her up with Lu Tingming, the only one from the village who had gone to college.

Maybe Lu Tingming truly liked her when they first got married.

He had been solely focused on his studies, until beauty led him astray. freewebnøvel_com

In the end, he followed his family’s wishes, married Chu Hanxu first, and then went to college.

But that fondness couldn’t withstand the lure of power and status.

"Mom, I’ve brought Zhaozhao to see you."

Chu Yan crouched in front of the grave and set down the offerings.

He also bought some talisman paper, hoping to burn it for his mother, wishing these items could protect her soul.

"Zhaozhao."

Chu Yan turned to look at her and took her hand.

"We couldn’t have you with us at our wedding, Mom. Can we kowtow to you now?"

Qin Zhao nodded, and together, they knelt before Chu Hanxu’s grave.

Chu Yan looked at Qin Zhao with a smile, "Isn’t it time for you to start calling her ’Mom’?"

Qin Zhao gave him a glare and then sincerely spoke to Chu Hanxu’s gravestone, "Mom, I will live a good life with Chu Yan, and I’ll take good care of him too."

Both of them were holding two sticks of incense.

After the kowtows, they planted the incense in the censer in front of the grave.

"I’m going to burn these things for my mom."

Chu Yan took a metal basin, preparing to burn the talisman papers for Chu Hanxu.

For the deceased’s soul, talisman papers burned by relatives served as nourishment and protection.

If Chu Hanxu’s soul hadn’t reincarnated yet, these talisman papers could make her soul stronger.

"Why won’t it light?"

Chu Yan furrowed his brows, staring at the lighter for a while.

"Could it be the wind is too strong?"

Qin Zhao saw that the lighter had lit the talisman paper, but the flame quickly died down.

"Let me try."

She snapped her fingers and tossed a fireball into the basin.

The fireball, imbued with Qin Zhao’s Spiritual Power, couldn’t be extinguished by even the strongest wind.

But shortly after igniting, the robust flames suddenly went out.

"Why did that happen?"

Qin Zhao’s expression turned grave as she looked around.

This mountain housed the remains of many locals, making the yin energy particularly dense.

The summit was always shrouded in dense fog; even at noon, the sky within the mountain was dim.

From the perspective of Mysticism, this terrain was prone to breeding Evil Spirits.

"Let me give it a try."

Chu Yan, disbelieving in curses, also tried to light it with his Spiritual Power.

This time, it actually worked.

"It’s lit."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was worried my mom didn’t want these things."

Chu Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his mother again.

Then he closed his eyes, pressed his palms together in front of his chest, and silently wished for some beautiful things.

May mother’s spirit in the afterlife bless us to be together forever with Qin Zhao.

"Are you making a wish?"

He opened his eyes, and there was Qin Zhao’s bright, pretty face.

"What are you asking Mom to bless us with?"

Chu Yan blinked, and suddenly said to her, "Actually, I had a dream last night. I dreamt about her."

"Did she come to you in a dream? Is there something she wanted?"

"Yes, something very important."

Chu Yan said seriously.

"Is it because she’s hungry down there? You should burn her more money."

"I burn her quite a lot of money every year; it’s not about the money."

"Then what is it?"

"She said she’s very pleased that I brought her a daughter-in-law this year. So next year, I should bring my granddaughter to see her, or she’ll come to settle scores with us."

"..."

Qin Zhao slapped Chu Yan’s head with her hand.

"Get lost!"

Chu Yan was still kneeling on the ground, reached out to hug her slim waist, and buried his head in her stomach, seemingly nuzzling her affectionately.

He muttered vaguely, "Why don’t we have a baby yet, I want a daughter. Zhaozhao, I want a daughter!"

"Is that something I can decide?"

Qin Zhao pushed him away disdainfully, while throwing cold water on his hopes.

"What if it’s a grandson?"

Chu Yan let her go, stood up straight, and smiled, "Then forget it, no need to bring him to meet my mom."

"Sons can be cute too."

"Not cute!"

He darkened his expression, showing complete rejection.

Chu Yan didn’t want another boy dividing Qin Zhao’s attention at all!

After Qin Zhao made a pact with Tengshe, he had already experienced what it felt like to have a son.

And it wasn’t a pleasant feeling at all!

When Tengshe clung to Qin Zhao, he just wanted to chop that snake into several pieces.

Chu Yan asked her seriously, "Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"

"I like both."

As long as it was her child, whether a boy or a girl, they would probably be cute.

"Oh."

When the candles and incense had almost burned down, Chu Yan took care of the ashes.

"Shall we go up the mountain to see?"

Qin Zhao suggested, because she had felt something odd about this mountain before.

"We can climb to the top and then come down, think of it as exercise. Plus, this season the mountain has a lot of bamboo shoots that are very tender and fresh. We could dig some up to take back for cooking."

"Bamboo shoots? What are those?"

They chatted as they walked up the mountain road.

Not long after they left the cemetery, a soul suddenly floated out from above a gravestone.

But this soul did not look like Chu Hanxu as in the photos.

Chu Hanxu was a great beauty, even when she died in her old age, but her bone structure in the photos still revealed her past prettiness.

The soul watching them leave, however, could only be described as exceedingly ugly.

She had long hair that was a tangled mess, uneven at the ends, with some burnt marks.

Her facial features were so hideous they could scare a child to tears.

Only her slender, graceful curves hinted that this was a female ghost.

She watched the direction they were going for a very long time. Even after their figures were out of sight, she still stared the way they had gone.

Unbeknownst to her, bright red tears of blood streamed down her ghastly face.

Her strange lips parted, but she couldn’t make a sound.

"There are many cemeteries here, so it’s not strange for there to be many ghosts."

On the way up the mountain, Qin Zhao saw quite a few souls.

And since these souls weren’t causing trouble, she couldn’t just harm them for no reason.

"Could I have been mistaken?"

They climbed to the mountaintop, where the sunlight was especially dazzling, as if it could dispel all gloom.

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