"Ah Yin? Uncle, you..."
The girl only managed to say half a sentence before her vision blurred and, immediately, "she" fell into a tight embrace.
Tang Hao hugged the ragged, blue-haired girl tightly, her delicate face smeared with dirt.
She looked so much like the figure that haunted her dreams! Ah Yin, could she be a gift you sent me?
"Uncle..." Perhaps Tang Hao's actions were too sudden, startling the little girl in his arms, as his trembling and confused voice sounded.
He lifted his head, held back the tears that welled in his eyes, and forcefully suppressed the surges of spiritual power that overwhelmed him. Tang Hao gently placed the little girl in his arms, softly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, forced a smile, and asked in the softest voice possible, "Little girl, what is your name? Where are your mommy and daddy?"
"Uncle..." The little girl took a step back shyly, seemingly frightened by Tang Hao's previous actions. After that, she said, "Uncle, my name is Lin Ya. My parents..."
As she spoke of this, a trace of confusion appeared in Lin Ya's eyes... Suddenly, she crouched down, hugged her head with both arms, and cried out, "Ah... my head... my head... it hurts so much!"
After saying that, she immediately fainted.
The next day, when Lin Ya opened her eyes again, she found herself in a wooden house, covered with a brand-new comforter, and her clothes had been changed.
Just as Lin Ya felt a slight panic and her emotions were confused, the door of the house suddenly opened and a woman dressed in coarse linen entered.
Seeing that Lin Ya was awake, the woman smiled gently and said, "Girl, you're awake?"
"Grandma, where is this place and how did I get here?" Lin Ya looked around, confused.
"You came to our village to beg last night, and Tang Hao brought you here. Don't you remember?" The woman approached the bed, reached out, and tenderly stroked Lin Ya's beautiful blue hair, murmuring, "That damned wretch, how could he let such a beautiful little girl end up like this? That scoundrel will surely have a terrible death."
Ignoring the woman's grumbling, Lin Ya blinked her beautiful blue eyes and asked, "Grandma, is the Tang Hao you mentioned that uncle?"
"Yes, it's him. He arrived in the village a few months ago. The village chief, Jack, saw that he was having difficulty raising a child and, realizing that he was strong and knew how to work with iron, gave him the empty village forge. Ah, it's really not easy being both father and mother at the same time..."
The woman seemed to chatter incessantly. Although she was talking, her hands were never idle. After going out and returning, she brought a bowl of pheasant soup. She approached the bed, helped Lin Ya to sit up, and said, "Here, this is the pheasant that fellow Tang Hao brought from the mountain this morning. He said it's to help with your recovery."
Lin Ya remained silent, listening intently to the woman's disjointed speech while slowly drinking the pheasant soup that she brought to her lips.
Right after they finished their bowl of chicken soup, Tang Hao's voice came from outside the door, saying, "Hey, is she awake yet?"
The woman left with the bowl, saying angrily, "Your boy is very rude! She's awake. Do you want to come in and see her?"
Tang Hao remained motionless, his steps hesitant. After a night of reflection, his heart was at peace. After all, two people are two people and can never become one. Instead of seeing her and missing Ah Yin even more, it was better not to see her.
Sadly, the tree longs for quiet, but the wind doesn't stop. Lin Ya had already gotten out of bed, walked to the door, peeked out, blinked her blue eyes, and said with a radiant smile on her charming little face: "Thank you, Uncle Tang Hao."
Upon seeing Lin Ya again, Tang Hao's gaze became extremely complex, containing affection, memories, but mostly regret and guilt.
In the following days, the village of Espírito Santo gained a little loli with blue hair. She was polite and cute, winning the affection of almost all the residents.
However, what the villagers lamented most was that Lin Ya did not possess a Spirit, which made Elder Jack sigh for a long time.
Having become familiar with the area, Lin Ya would occasionally go to Tang Hao's house to play. No matter how rude he was to her, she always responded with a smile and wasn't afraid of him at all.
Finally, Tang Hao reluctantly chose to give in.
That day, Lin Ya went to Tang Hao's house, leaned over a steel cradle, and gently poked little Tang San's cheek. Turning her head expectantly toward Tang Hao, she said, "Uncle Tang Hao, may I hold him? He's so cute!"
Initially, Tang Hao wanted to refuse, but upon seeing Lin Ya's expectant blue eyes, he became distracted, and the image of Ah Yin involuntarily appeared in his mind.
Sighing, Tang Hao had no choice but to approach and teach Lin Ya how to hold a baby.
Supporting little Tang San's neck and holding his small body in her arms, a discreet smile appeared on Lin Ya's lips.
In the following days, Lin Ya would come and hold Tang San in her lap, and she would hold him all day long.
Tang San had a dream in recent days. In the dream, he returned to the Tang Sect that he loved, but this time he did not become an Outer Sect Disciple; instead, he had the honor of becoming a Disciple of the Tang Sect Leader at the time.
He dedicated himself to cultivation every day until the Tang Sect Leader passed away, and Tang San inherited the position of Tang Sect Leader. After that, he also took in a talented and intelligent "Disciple" and established him as the next successor of the Tang Sect.
Later, Tang San began to transmit the Dao and teach his profession, passing on everything he had learned in his life, without reservation, to his talented and intelligent disciple.
After that, the Tang San era came to an end.
Having achieved everything that "Lin Ya" wanted, "she" finally sighed with relief.
To be honest, "she" really wanted to completely destroy Tang San's memories now, just to see how far he could go and if he could still awaken twin spirits without the help of the Mysterious Celestial Skill.
But that was just an idea. If she actually did it, the commotion would be huge and easily noticed by Tang Hao. Besides, Tang San's support was very strong. If she incapacitated him now, Lin Ya wasn't sure of the consequences. Getting the current situation was already a great result.
In fact, the main reason Lin Ya succeeded so easily was that Tang San's soul wasn't stable due to the transmigration; otherwise, he wouldn't have become so sleepy.
Now she needed to figure out how to escape. Escaping seemed simple, but escaping silently and without raising suspicion was incredibly difficult, especially quietly slipping away right under Tang Hao's nose—it was practically impossible.
Various escape methods crossed her mind, but Lin Ya rejected them all. She had considered the possibility of "being bitten to death by a wild beast" without leaving any corpse behind.
But as soon as that idea came up, Lin Ya decisively abandoned it. Other things didn't matter, but she feared that Tang Hao would go mad and start killing indiscriminately.
"Should I ask my mother to come pick me up?" Lin Ya still shook her head negatively. Leaving aside the possibility of deceiving Tang Hao, they didn't even know about this matter. Besides, the fact that they were Spiritual Masters would only increase suspicions. Although Tang Hao seemed friendly towards her now, in reality, he was extremely vigilant.
"Never mind, I'll try tomorrow first." Thinking this, Lin Ya slowly left Tang Hao's yard...