Chu Xiu's words made Mu Wushuang secretly angry in her heart, but she knew that now was not the time to get angry. Chu Wenyuan's departure left behind not only questions, but also a series of invisible crises.

[Dead Chu Xiu stinky Chu Xiu, why is it so annoying! ] 】

Chu Xiao's voice floated again, with a hint of nervousness: "Mu Wushuang, there was something in Chu Wenyuan's words just now, he seems to know some secrets about the Chu family, which may be related to my disappearance." ”

After Chu Xiu's car accident, the entire Chu family fell into an inexplicable tense atmosphere. As Chu Xiu's closest person, Chu Xiao felt tremendous pressure and responsibility, and he had to make sure that while Chu Xiu was in a coma, the Chu family was not swayed by internal strife and external threats.

Chu Xiao knew that Chu Xiu's car accident might not be just an accident and began a secret investigation, but a sudden attack ended all his plans.

On the night of Chu Xiao's disappearance, he worked in the study until late at night as usual. Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of crisis alerted him, and a cold touch suddenly came from behind him, accompanied by sharp pain. Chu Xiao turned around in horror, only to see a black shadow disappearing quickly in the moonlight. He felt his power drain quickly, his consciousness began to blur, and everything went dark.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Xiao felt as if he was slowly waking up in nothingness. He felt a lightness he had never felt before, as if he was no longer bound by the physical world.

He remembered the last fragment of his memory—the cold pain, the mysterious shadow. He realized that he might no longer be alive.

"What's going on? I hung up before I even played?? Chu Xiao asked confusedly in his heart, but only the endless void around him responded to him.

He began to try to move, and was surprised to find that he was able to float in the air, shuttling between the invisible. His heart was filled with confusion and fear, but also with a hint of curiosity about this new form of existence.

"I'm now... Is it a ghost? Chu Xiao muttered to himself in his heart, and his memories began to return, about the Chu family's strife, about his plans and dreams, and about the sudden attack that night.

With the recovery of his memory, a strong attachment began to emerge in Chu Xiao's heart - he needed to know the truth of his death, he needed to protect everything he cherished, and he knew that only by revealing the truth behind all this could he protect Chu Xiu and the Chu family, even if he had become a soul who could not touch the world.

As night fell, Mu Wushuang was carrying out the daily ferry ceremony. She stood in a secluded woodland on the outskirts of the city, holding an ancient lantern, her eyes focused and mysterious. As a ferryman, she senses souls that are not at rest and helps them find peace.

Suddenly, she felt a strong wave of obsession. Mu Wushuang grasped the lantern tightly and walked slowly towards the source of the obsession.

Under the moonlight, a faint light and shadow gradually condensed in front of Mu Wushuang. It was the silhouette of a man, seemingly in a state of confusion and unease. As the light and shadow gradually became clear, Mu Wushuang saw the face of Chu Xiao's soul.

Chu Xiao's soul looked slightly confused, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes. "Can you see me right, please... Please help me—" His voice was faint but full of longing.

Mu Wushuang replied softly: "I'm a ferryman, I can help you." Tell me, what is your obsession? ”

Chu Xiao's voice gradually became firm: "I... I need to know the truth, protect my family, and protect my brother Chu Xiu. ”