"Auntie, it's my brother Chen Wu," Chen Tang explained.
The old lady Wu Zhu's face turned pale as she trembled and returned home. She lay in her coffin absentmindedly for a moment, burning two sticks of incense for herself before she finally calmed down.
"Blessed with great fortune and longevity!"
The old Chen family home was just a hundred or so steps away, but it took Chen Tang a long time to reach it. No one had lived there for several months, but fortunately, there were cleansing talismans pasted around, keeping it clean.
The room had summer talismans as well, making it dry without any musty smell on the bedding.
Chen Tang settled his wife in, placed Chen Yindou's ancestral tablet, and offered incense to it.
With all the worldly clamor gone, he finally found tranquility.
The night was deep.
He looked back and saw the divine lights filling the sky, the great cauldron, the incense smoke, and the Heavenly Gods standing tall in the sky.
