Chapter 459: Mother Didn’t Die That Year

Book:A King Reborn in Shadows Published:2024-6-4

“Ten years ago, the Ghost King escaped from the underworld and took human form, hiding in a funeral home to absorb dark energy.”
“We were ordered to capture him, but the Ghost King was too cunning and escaped. We haven’t caught him to this day.”
“We heard you saw a ghost at the Niarak funeral home. We suspect it was the Ghost King and want to ask about its appearance.”
Flynn looked serious but inwardly smiled bitterly. He never imagined he would be talking nonsense with a lunatic.
“That woman was actually the Ghost King!”
The man shuddered and sighed, “See! I told them that woman was an evil spirit, but they didn’t believe me!”
“If they had believed me and come to exorcise her, there wouldn’t have been a murder the next day!”
“Ah! What fools, such fools!”
“Think about it, if she wasn’t a ghost, how could she have flown out of the funeral home from the rooftop?”
“But they didn’t believe me! What a pity!”
Flynn frowned and asked, “A woman? Flew out of the funeral home? What do you mean?”
The man replied, “Yes! The Ghost King is a woman. She jumped from the top of the crematorium, which is over ten meters high, and disappeared behind the funeral home!”
“I think the female ghost will come back. I went to the Temple of Celestial Masters to find a Taoist priest, but they said I was crazy and beat me up.”
“I also went to monks, but they didn’t believe me either!”
“The next day, I tried to stop people from entering the funeral home, fearing they’d be eaten by the ghost, but they didn’t listen!”
“And guess what? That night someone died in the funeral home. If they had listened to me, they wouldn’t have met such a fate!”
The man sighed and pounded his chest in regret.
Flynn’s brow furrowed deeply, his face growing serious. He didn’t believe in ghosts. That female ghost must be human.
In fact, someone who could jump from over ten meters high and remain unscathed must be at least at the Great Grandmaster level.
The lunatic had never seen such things before and mistook the woman for something supernatural.
“Did you see the female ghost’s face clearly?” Flynn asked.
The man looked terrified and said, “How could I dare get close? The female ghost was wearing burial clothes on the rooftop. It was so scary.”
“What if she found me and ate me?”
“Burial clothes?” Flynn was stunned. This matter was too bizarre, even somewhat eerie.
A woman. Wearing burial clothes. At least at the Great Grandmaster level.
These clues mixed together made Flynn’s head hurt.
Who was she? Why was she wearing burial clothes on the rooftop? Was she intentionally scaring people or was there another reason? How was it related to the murder the next day?
Flynn rubbed his forehead. He always thought the woman was with the King of Poison, scouting ahead for information.
Maybe she found something and called in the man with the black dragon tattoo the next day.
But if the woman was a Great Grandmaster, she could have slaughtered all the funeral home staff alone. Why call in the black dragon?
It seemed that wasn’t the case.
“Can you recall any other details about that time?” Flynn didn’t want to give up and continued asking.
The man thought for a moment and shook his head. “It was too far away; I couldn’t see her face clearly. Does it count that she had bells on her?”
“When she jumped down, the bells kept ringing. Could it be a magical item of the Ghost King used for summoning spirits?”
“Bells?” Flynn’s body trembled violently upon hearing this and he asked with wide eyes, “Are you sure?”
The man was startled by Flynn’s reaction and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly. “I swear everything I said is true. I wouldn’t dare lie to you! The bells were very clear, ringing until long after the Ghost King disappeared. She really had bells on her!”
Flynn gasped. His mother had bells on her when she was buried!
But they weren’t spirit-summoning bells; they were wind chimes!
Small wind chimes, round with cloud patterns. His mother said they were from her hometown. In spring and summer, when the breeze blew into the valley, the wind chimes hung on her bedroom windowsill would ring.
She took one with her when she left her hometown and would play with it when she missed home.
After his mother passed away, Flynn tied the wind chime to her wrist with a red string as a burial item.
Wearing burial clothes. At least at the Great Grandmaster level. With wind chimes on her.
Mother?
But his mother had been cremated during the day!
How could she appear at night?
Wait!
On the day his mother died, another deceased’s family found deer teeth in their ashes.
The old man responsible for cremation at the funeral home knew his mother; she had cured his granddaughter’s illness.
After his mother passed away, Old Mr. Wilcox sent Old Mrs. Wilcox and Katie out of town to live in Haralu…
These clues seemed chaotic but pieced together made Flynn’s hands tremble with excitement.
A bold idea formed in his mind-
One day ten years ago.
His mother’s hiding place in Niarak was leaked. The man with the black dragon tattoo brought hundreds of Grandmasters to Niarak.
A great battle ensued in the southern suburbs.
His mother slaughtered hundreds of Grandmasters.
Severely injured, she fled to Old Mr. Wilcox’s house.
To avoid endless pursuit, Old Mr. Wilcox persuaded his mother to fake her death.
Using deer ashes to deceive everyone!
His mother agreed.
Unfortunately, the cremation chamber wasn’t cleaned properly, leaving behind some deer teeth mixed with other ashes.
The family found deer teeth and caused a scene at the funeral home, making it widely known.
Coupled with the lunatic seeing a ghost that night.
The King of Poison’s side suspected his mother faked her death and forced Old Mr. Wilcox to reveal the truth the next day.
Old Mr. Wilcox couldn’t withstand torture and gave in.
Following Old Mr. Wilcox’s clues, they went to the George family and tortured them for information on his mother’s whereabouts.
The George family refused to speak and were exterminated!
Luckily, Adrianna and others hid well; that force didn’t know about Flynn and Matteo’s existence.
Otherwise, the Kaur family would have faced extermination too.
Flynn would have been hunted down.
Recalling Matteo’s behavior-never visiting their mother’s grave on her death anniversary and not showing sadness when talking about her death-
Flynn had reason to believe his mother didn’t die that year!
Realizing all this made Flynn excited but his eyes quickly dimmed again.
Ten years had passed!
What happened during these ten years? Flynn dared not imagine.
His mother might have been killed while fleeing or hiding somewhere.
What was the truth? Perhaps only the man who orchestrated the George family’s extermination knew.
Yes! The man with the black dragon tattoo!
Where are you?
Where the hell are you!
Boom!
A violent aura erupted.
Flynn’s face turned as dark as an abyss; his eyes filled with bloodthirsty killing intent!
His entire body radiated overwhelming anger!
The room’s air instantly solidified; temperatures plummeted as if it were midwinter!