I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

Chapter 412 Homecoming_1

Chapter 412: Chapter 412 Homecoming_1Seeing your nod, your mother looked at you steadily and said something cryptic, "Good, very good, extremely good!"

Not wanting to bother with the rambling old woman, you turned your head towards Wu Qiyi, "Little Yun, are you ready?"

"Mm."

Wu Qiyi nodded firmly.

"Then let’s go."

"Have you already picked out the place?" you asked, turning your head.

"Mm."

"Where?"

"The Old Yuhang Restaurant."

The so-called Old Yuhang Restaurant refers to a Chinese restaurant built in the 1860s. Although this eatery, which had weathered more than one hundred and fifty years, had gradually faded from people’s sight, many old residents of Yuhang considered its "Jiangnan Spring" to be the true fine brew of Jiangnan.

Many Yuhang locals who appreciated good liquor would come here every now and then to buy a jar or two to take home, either to enjoy by themselves or to give to friends.

The overall architecture of this Old Yuhang Restaurant had been preserved to this day, having undergone three renovations, it still retained its ancient charm.

Before heading deep into the mountains, you had instructed Zong Wangyue to make sure to find a place that was bustling with people but not too noisy or chaotic in the vicinity.

It took a full five days for Zong Wangyue and the remaining members of the Detective Agency in Yuhang to diligently

At that time, Wu Qiyi was in the living room, calling out your name in panic and fear.

She had been scared of the dark since she was small. Even now, when grown up, she sleeps with a dim night light on.

To let Wu Qiyi hear your voice, you shouted loudly from downstairs and entered the pitch-dark stairwell, singing with all your might.

That’s right, singing!

You ran once again, belting out a song—

"The undercurrent of sandstorms, the alternation of sun and moon,

A cinnabar line of talisman,

Unable to keep, her charming phantom comes and goes.

The howling solitude, walking alone in the dark,

Even with just a breath left, without seeing the light,

I would bury myself in the yellow earth to find you!

Embarking on this journey, full of hardships and dangers,

How could the mundane understand?

What joy is there in life, what sufferance in death,

I stake my life as the wager!

...

Until we grow old, burning our waning bodies

We shall reside within the pages of the Chime Book..."