Chapter 3
Su Taimo remained silent for a long time before finally nodding. She did not rush to speak, but instead trembled slightly as she picked up the internal organs and the fetus, her expression showing a sense of helplessness as she looked around, unsure of how to place them.
You are too obsessed; if this sentence does not resolve the concerns of your life, after death you will surely become a vengeful spirit, unable to be reborn for eternity. The white ghost paused and asked, "Have you thought carefully about what you want to say?"
Su Tai stiffly crawled out of the ground, her limbs cold and icy, somewhat unresponsive. As she raised her eyes, she saw a woman in white directly in front of her. The corners of her lips moved slightly, but before she could make a sound, the woman said: "Do not speak"
It was as if she had read the words in her heart, and the woman nodded, saying: "Indeed, it is a resurrection. You still have a breath left in you, which is why you can only say one more sentence. Once that breath is released, you will truly die."
"Miss Su, I admire you," the White Ghost waved his sleeve, and his figure vanished into the night. Only her hollow voice remained in the forest, "I will return when you utter those words again"
Su Tai took the needle and thread, placing the internal organs in their proper positions. She was still unable to fully control her stiff, cold limbs, clumsily positioning the stomach only to have the intestines fall out. When she returned to her child, her movements paused for a moment, and then she began to stitch her own wounds, one stitch at a time. Her expression was calm; there was no weeping or despair, no signs of panic, just a resolute commitment to do what she needed to do.
I am called White Ghost, and I wish to take away the ghost within your heart. The woman said, However, your obsession is too strong now, and you cannot let go of the various matters from your past life. You hold onto the ghost in your heart too tightly, and I cannot take it away.
Su Tai lowered her eyes, quietly gazing at the stillborn lying on the ground, lost in thought.
Su Tai, clutching her stitched-up body, stood up stiffly. She gradually adapted to her "new" body, walking step by step towards the edge of the forest.
The White Ghost took out a needle and thread from his sleeve and handed it to Su Tai: "Sew it up."
Suddenly, a pale hand abruptly reached out from the ground
The moonlight is like water at the third watch of the night. In the outskirts of the capital city of Xu, amidst sparse woods, a woman in white stands leaning against a tree. With her eyes lowered, her gaze is calm as she steadily watches the freshly turned yellow earth beneath her writhing in waves.
Sutai stared at the woman before him with a mixture of shock and uncertainty
Bai Gui's words were incomprehensible to Su Tai; she only felt a slight emptiness in her stomach. Looking down, she was instantly stunned, as she saw her intestines spilled all over the ground, with the child still attached to the umbilical cord lying outside her body. There was no blood, no pain; having studied medicine in her lifetime, she knew that such a condition was certainly fatal, yet her consciousness remained clear.
The yellow earth in the forest has just been turned over, beneath which lie the countless corpses of the soldiers of the Xu State. The Xu State has fallen, and from now on, she Su Tai has no country, no home, and no children, leaving her all alone.