There is no Dao of Sitting in Oblivion here, there is no Dao of Sitting in Oblivion."
Lin Fan hugged his father tightly, trying to persuade him while taking the iron shovel from his hand.
The father stared wide-eyed at the wall, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, with faint shouts of anger escaping from his lips.
"The Dao of Sitting in Oblivion! He deserves... to die!"
"Hongzhong, Hongzhong, I am… Hongzhong! Hahahaha, I am the one who truly understands the Dao of Sitting in Oblivion…"
"Mom and Dad, I'll come back after I've settled everything here..."
"Sui Sui, tie me up! Daddy's having an attack..."
Hearing his father's indistinct voice, Lin Fan's thoughts became increasingly confused. He could only hold his father tightly, trying to stop him from hurting himself any further.
Crimson blood dripped incessantly from his fingertips, pooling at Lin Fan's feet...
After a long while, Dad drifted off to sleep on the sofa.
Lin Fan picked up a blanket and gently covered her father with it, then turned to look at her mother.
The mother had already stopped meditating and was sitting to the side, smiling as she looked at Lin Fan, as if she already knew that Lin Fan wanted to talk to her.
"You want to ask about your father?" Mom waved her hand, gesturing for Lin Fan to sit down.
"Yes, I clearly read my father's story before, but my memory isn't good, and I seem to have forgotten it all. I only remember some fragmented stories, and they're not very coherent."
In his previous life, while hospitalized, Lin Fan had imagined this relative after reading a novel about his father.
But ever since his father came into his life, he has basically forgotten his father's story.
To be precise, it's not just the father!
Grandma, second uncle, mother, and younger sister are all the same.
Lin Fan had read about their past, but strangely, he had forgotten it all.
He only remembered that his family members were very capable, but he couldn't recall exactly how capable they were.
"Hmm... I do know a bit about your father's story."
"Of course, it may not be entirely accurate; many things are guessed from his usual behavior."
The mother paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then said, "Your father is mentally ill."
Lin Fan's lips were twitched, feeling somewhat offended.
"Of course, that's just one of his traits. From what I know, your dad's story is pretty cool!"
"From the very beginning, he possessed the power of a dimensional artifact, which allowed him to travel between a world of cultivation and a world of technology."
"He even had two girlfriends, one a childhood sweetheart with long, straight black hair, and the other a white-haired little girl who always doted on him. He traveled with his girlfriends, fellow students, and a group of opera singers."
"He has many underlings, each of whom is outstanding and exceptionally talented. He himself is one of the high-ranking members of a powerful organization in the cultivation world. His code name is very cool: Red Center."
"Everyone calls him 'Boss Hongzhong' and always praises him for doing a good job!"
"He is extremely bloodthirsty. He wields a celestial artifact, and no matter who the enemy is—god, Buddha, ghost, or demon—anyone who opposes him will be killed by him!"
"He also has a master without a physical body, who is hidden inside him and has helped him through many difficulties. That master always says he wants to take him to become an immortal, and affectionately calls him 'kid'."
"He should also have a very well-behaved daughter who loves him very much, named Sui Sui. When you meet her in the future, remember to call her 'sister'..."
"Later... he saved the world..."
Lin Fan was stunned when he heard his mother recount his father's deeds.
He never expected his father to be so capable, but he still felt something was off.
'Since Dad is so amazing and so happy, why does he always look so miserable?' He looked at his father, who couldn't help but frown even when he was asleep, and pondered.
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'So, how am I supposed to play the role of a dad? I can't exactly save the world again, can I?'
...
"Brother, brother..."
The younger sister happily carried three disassembled and broken white dragon toys to Lin Fan's side.
"These things are so much fun! I love my brother!"
She happily climbed into Lin Fan's arms, found a comfortable position to lie down, and said, "Brother, Mom, do you know what? I think I've remembered some things."
"Oh? What did you remember?" Lin Fan looked down at his sister, his face full of curiosity.
He suddenly noticed that his sister looked somewhat different from before. The gold rings on her neck and wrists now had more intricate and beautiful patterns, and a cute red pattern had quietly appeared between her brows.
The patterns resembled flames.
Upon hearing this, Mom also looked up abruptly. Beneath her calm expression lay a completely unnoticed curiosity... and a sense of gravity.
In the kitchen, Grandma, who was tidying up, stopped what she was doing, turned around, and looked at her younger sister with a serious expression.
Inside the room, the second uncle gently rubbed his fingertips together, causing the television playing a movie to pause automatically. He tilted his head, the scar between his eyebrows splitting open to reveal a scarlet eye within. He looked curiously in his sister's direction.
Only Dad, with a furrowed brow, slept soundly, occasionally mumbling something like "Sui Sui"...
"I... I think I remember some things from when I was little," the younger sister said hesitantly.
"I remember I was a strange child. I was in my mother's womb for three years before I was born. After I was born, an old man with a white beard took me in as his apprentice… They all called me the Third Prince, and some even called me the Little Demon Child."
"Later... when I was playing at the beach, there were some ugly-looking things that said the sea belonged to them and wouldn't let me play there..."
"I chased him away, and he summoned a white dragon."
"I took my Universe Ring, Fire-Tipped Spear, and Hun Tian Ling, and skinned it... and pulled out its tendons."
"Brother… no wonder I love playing with the white dragon doll so much, it turns out it's a memory from my past life."
The younger sister blinked her bright, jade-like eyes and said with a cute expression.
"But... where did my Universe Ring, Fire-Tipped Spear, and Hun Tian Ling go?"
"I can't find them..."
"Brother, can you help me find them?"
Lin Fan was taken aback by his sister's words. Then, a series of images, like a comic strip, naturally flashed through his mind.
The picture shows the stories my sister told me.
Just as the thick white fog covering the images quickly dissipated, Lin Fan stared at those images, and his memories of his sister became clearer and clearer.
However, after quickly flipping through the pages, the story stopped at the page where the cute and spirited child had removed the dragon tendon, and the page was never turned to the next.
'Oh, so this is the story of what happened to my sister. She even killed a dragon. She's amazing.'
Lin Fan admired it in his heart.
At the same time, his younger sister floated quietly up from his arms.
What lifted her up was a tattered red blanket lying on the sofa.
From his vague memories, it can be seen that he bought this blanket from a flea market.
It cost a total of twenty copper coins.
only...
At this moment, the texture of the blanket was rapidly changing, becoming longer, redder, and more flowing...
It's like the magic ribbon in a comic book.
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