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I opened my eyes, my consciousness gradually returning. A splitting headache throbbed in my skull, as if someone were mercilessly hammering my head with a giant mallet. Each pulse was accompanied by a sharp stab of pain.
Su Wan's worried gaze met mine. The oil lamp in her hand cast a dim yellow light that flickered uncertainly in the dark room, resembling a firefly on the verge of extinguishing. It illuminated a corner of the room and revealed the deep concern etched on her brow.
I struggled to recall what had happened before I lost consciousness: Jiang Yao's Last Will, the family secrets, Chen Mo's desperate embrace... These fragmented memories sliced through my nerves like sharp blades, suffocating me as if I were falling into an endless abyss, despair and fear intertwining to wrap around me tightly.
Su Wan told me that Chen Mo had gone to brew medicine. She had been by my side the entire time, never leaving. Her voice was soft and warm, like a ray of sunlight breaking through heavy clouds, illuminating my cold heart.
A warm current surged within me; in this moment of despair, Chen Mo's presence was my only solace, like grasping a piece of driftwood in a vast ocean, giving me a glimmer of hope to survive.
I asked about the forbidden place mentioned in Jiang Yao's Last Will, which was also key to unraveling the family secrets. My voice was hoarse and weak, as if it were being squeezed from deep within my throat.
Su Wan explained that the forbidden place was located deep in the back mountain of the old residence, regarded as a taboo by the family. No one was allowed to approach it; there lay the darkest secrets of our lineage and everything I sought to uncover.
I realized I had to visit this forbidden place; it might hold all the truths I longed for. Even though it was fraught with danger, I had to go—for the sake of uncovering my family's secrets and finding my purpose in existence.
Su Wan assured me she could take me there but warned that the forbidden place was filled with peril. I needed to be mentally prepared. Her tone was serious and earnest; I knew she wasn't joking.
Taking a deep breath, I fixed my gaze with determination. I was ready to face whatever awaited me ahead; I would not back down.
We set off along a winding path leading deeper into the back mountain. The night enveloped the land, and rain continued to fall like scattered beads, pattering against the leaves with a rustling sound.
The path was muddy and treacherous; each step was an arduous struggle. My shoes were caked with mud, becoming unbearably heavy as if filled with lead.
The surrounding trees loomed like monstrous creatures, their gnarled branches intertwining in the night, casting an eerie and terrifying shadow that seemed ready to swallow us whole.
The wind howled like a beast's roar, while the rain pattered softly, reminiscent of the wails of vengeful spirits. It felt as though countless souls were whispering in my ears, and my heart grew heavier with each passing moment. Fear coiled around me like a vine, making it nearly impossible to breathe. I felt like a prey trapped in a spider's web, unable to move.
Su Wan seemed to sense my unease. She took my hand and gave me an encouraging look, silently assuring me not to be afraid; she would protect me. Her hand was warm and strong, like a ray of sunshine on a winter day, dispelling the fear that had settled in my heart.
With her warmth providing me strength, I took a deep breath and continued forward. I knew I could not retreat; I had to face everything with courage.
I lost track of time as we walked, but eventually we arrived at the entrance to the forbidden area. It was an ancient stone door, adorned with strange runes that exuded a chilling aura, as if it were the gateway to hell.
Su Wan explained that these runes were meant to suppress the evil forces within the forbidden area. Touching them would have dire consequences. Her voice was low and serious, sending shivers down my spine.
I carefully avoided the runes and followed Su Wan through the stone door. It creaked open slowly with a heavy groan, echoing like a sigh from ancient times.
Behind the door lay a narrow passageway, lit by oil lamps flickering along the walls, casting dim light that illuminated both our path and the mottled marks on the walls—remnants of time and perhaps traces of blood.
A putrid odor filled the passage, making me gag. I frowned involuntarily as my stomach churned violently, threatening to expel everything I had eaten earlier.
As we moved deeper into the corridor, I suddenly heard a low wailing sound emanating from within. The voice was haunting and sorrowful, reminiscent of cries from hell, sending chills down my spine and raising every hair on my body.
That eerie sound echoed through the passage like a lament from the underworld. I shivered involuntarily as my heart raced violently, as if it were trying to leap out of my chest.
Startled, I instinctively tightened my grip on Su Wan's hand. She offered me a reassuring glance, signaling me not to be afraid. Her hand remained warm and strong, providing me with a sense of comfort amidst the dread.
We continued to move forward, the wailing growing clearer and more mournful, tightening my heart as if an invisible hand were gripping my throat, making it hard to breathe.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed past from the depths of the passage, moving with astonishing speed. I couldn't even make out its form; I only felt a chilling gust of wind rush toward me, bringing with it a bone-deep cold.
I screamed in fright and clung tightly to Su Wan. She was startled as well but quickly regained her composure, shielding me behind her. Her body trembled slightly, and I knew she was scared too, yet she bravely protected me.
She whispered an incantation, and a golden light appeared in her hand, illuminating the depths of the passage. The golden glow dispelled the darkness and eased the fear in my heart.
With the golden light, I saw the shadow clearly. It was a woman dressed in white, her hair disheveled, her face pale, and her eyes hollow, like a soulless shell. Her figure flickered uncertainly, like a wisp of smoke that could vanish into thin air at any moment.
She emitted a heart-wrenching wail that echoed through the passage, sending chills down my spine. The sound seemed to emanate from the depths of her soul, filled with pain and despair.
Su Wan told me that this woman was a Vengeful Spirit from the forbidden area. In life, she had suffered great injustice, and in death, her soul could find no rest, forced to wander in this forbidden place. Her voice was low and sorrowful, tinged with sympathy and pity.
Looking at the Vengeful Spirit, my heart swelled with compassion. I wanted to help her but didn't know how. A sense of helplessness washed over me, as if I were facing an endless sea without knowing what to do.
Su Wan seemed to sense my thoughts. She told me that to help the Vengeful Spirit, I needed to unravel her emotional knots and help her let go of her resentment. Her voice was firm and powerful, giving me a glimmer of hope.
I nodded in understanding. I knew this would be a difficult challenge, but I was ready.
But how could I untangle her emotional knots?
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