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"That bastard! I'll kill him myself!" Finn's determination overflowed as he roared, his body pulsating with unrestrained energy.

It was a stark reminder that while women might appear weak, the power of a mother's love could make them indomitable. The ghost had sacrificed herself to protect her child, even resorting to becoming a vengeful spirit. Now, she was willing to give up her revenge if it meant saving her child.

Was this truly the terrifying ghost that struck fear in one's soul? In the face of such maternal ferocity, the true horror lay in the depths of human cruelty.

"I'll go with you!" Jasmine declared, her heart heavy with the injustice of it all. She was not about to let Geoffrey escape justice.

However, Hera intervened, "You don't need to go. Leave this to me."

"Let's find the child's soul first," she suggested, redirecting their focus to the urgent task at hand.

At that moment, Yellow Crane emerged, leading a boy of about seven years old. The child's eyes were vacant, his face pallid. He resembled a mere shell of a person. Following behind him was the boy's great-grandfather. He was leaning on a cane, a picture of desolation. Seeing them, the ghost's eyes filled with even more guilt. She began to regret her decision to end her life. How would her child and grandfather survive without her?

Yellow Crane obtained the child's birthdate and time from the elderly man while Hera retrieved a yellow talisman from her bag. She inscribed the child's name and birth information on it before folding it into a paper crane.

Holding the crane in her hands, she chanted solemnly, "Let dark and light return to my heart, let the heavens chase the souls, let the hands turn the seasons thrice, let the crane seek souls from all directions!"

After reciting the spell, the paper crane flapped its wings and circled the boy twice before flying off into the darkness. Hera and the others immediately followed, with Nash trailing leisurely behind them.

He had located the boy's lost soul five minutes earlier but had chosen not to intervene, preferring not to monopolize the merit of the deed.

About half an hour later, they found

the boy's soul outside a small convenience store. He was

crouched on the ground, hugging his knees. His posture exuded a pitiable loneliness.

"Peter, come home with us," Hera gently called out as she approached the boy.

The boy looked up at her, puzzled. He asked, "Miss, you can see me?"

Hera smiled softly. "Yes, I can see you, and I'm here to take you home."NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Finn and Jasmine only saw Hera speaking to thin air. With a smile, Yellow Crane asked, "Do you also want to see him?" Finn nodded and smiled. "Sure, why not?"

Yellow Crane lightly tapped the top of Finn's head, and instantly, Finn could see the boy. The boy said despondently, "I forgot how to get back. Can you really take me back?"

"Yes, just follow me," Hera assured the boy with a smile, taking his hand and leading him back to the village that was slated for demolition.

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Curious, Finn remarked, "This kid isn't that young. How could he forget the way home?"

"A person's memories reside in their soul. A lost soul only retains partial memories. It's possible he doesn't even remember who he is right now," Nash explained.