The drizzle was falling, and Little Taotie stood before the tombstone.
On the tombstone was a photo of a girl with a small, thin face.
"Sister Feng Qi, will you come back?"
Little Taotie lowered her eyes, her nose red.
Soon after Feng Qi entered the mural, Cai Cai, who had been borrowing Feng Qi's body, was ejected, and the body Feng Qi had in this life—the girl who had been frail and sickly from a young age—her heart stopped.
The fact that she could live up until now was already a struggle. If Cai Cai hadn't been continuously cultivating with this body to nourish it, it likely would have been exhausted long ago.
Having been ejected, Cai Cai had nowhere to go and could only lodge within the Horse-Faced Bell. Now knowing that her body was no longer under Bai Shuang's control, she was already boarding a plane to country R.
The plane drove by, dragging the clouds in the sky into a long trail, leaving traces of the plane's passage.
