My Husband's Ghost
Chapter 59 The Repeated Story

Jia Li was stunned when the shadow of Van Costel IV emerged in his mind, as big as the picture of the story of the Patra war that occurred twenty years ago came to change.

The story before Van Costel IV became a handsome ghost.

When one of the BENGT troops suddenly appeared before Jia Li and all the time seemed to stop, pulling him further into the past.

Entering the subconscious world of Jia Li while taking him to the time where Van Costel IV is still alive.

Jia Li's body trembled violently as the images of Van Costel IV's story repeated before him without him noticing.

The horrifying sight of Patra's war twenty years ago appeared in front of both eyes until Jia Li had to see for himself how her ghost husband died on the battlefield.

How cruel Dalca II was when she took the life of Van Costel IV, her husband on the battlefield of Patra.

Van Costel IV is besieged and slaughtered without mercy by the Vlad clan's stealth forces and by the giant Dalca II mount scorpion that killed her husband.

Jia Li clung tightly and then screamed loudly as images of the story in the time of war Patra sprang up alternately in front of him.

''NOOOOO... !!! STOP ! STOP IT!!", cried Jia Li hysterically.

Both Jia Li's eyes gushed with tears on her pretty face as she looked at the sight of Van Costel IV taking lives on the Patra battlefield.

Jia Li's hand suddenly stretched forward as if she wanted to reach for the image of her husband in pain from the sword of his enemies.

Jia Li cried when he saw Van Costel IV facing the last seconds of his life.

Van Costel IV's torn body was destroyed by the sabetage and the rain of the enemy's sword made Jia Li powerless to withstand his grief.

''NO. ''NO... ! NO... ! NO... ! VAN COSTEL..!!!", cried Jia Li.

Jia Li ran towards the image of Van Costel IV's shadow falling slowly over the ground, as if she was about to hug her husband and try to hold him back.

Van Costel IV's body lay weakly on the battlefield as he breathed his last by staring at Jia Li who was running towards him.

Van Costel IV's eyes slowly dimmed and closed tightly.

''VAN COSTEL !!! NOOOOO !!!''

Shouted Jia Li who was running towards the shadow of Van Costel IV who was lying still.

Jia Li sat down before Van Costel IV, lying lifeless, trying to touch the shadow of her husband that she could not hold real.

Jia Li's tears continued to pour from both eyes as he saw the image of Van Costel IV dying.

Suddenly the whole picture of the Patra war story disappeared and vanished from Jia Li's sight.

The story of the death of Van Costel IV who died on the battlefield Patra also went.

Jia Li gasped strongly when he realized that the images were only stories in the past that had repeated before him.

Not a true story that occurs today but a story in the past twenty years where the beginning of Van Costel IV turned into a ghost and rose from the realm of death.

Jia Li sat stunned staring straight at the winter iris garden courtyard area which returned originally from the terrible Patra battlefield picture and then changed back into the park area.

Both of Jia Li's hands clenched tightly together his body that shook strongly.

Shivering coldly to the bone while Jia Li's lips trembled violently feeling the cold air of the day right at the beginning of winter arrived.

Chyou walked over to Jia Li who was still sitting in the flower garden yard filled with winter irises.

Said softly to Jia Li who was speechless.

''Lady Jia Li, wake up madam...''

''Chyou.'', said Jia Li.

Jia Li suddenly shouted loudly while pointing at the direction in front of him.

''Chyou ! Chyou ! Look at that ! Did you see the picture just now?', Jia Li said.

Chyou closed his eyes trying to restrain himself from getting carried away by emotions.

''I saw it, madam.'', said Chyou.

Chyou's body was as vibrating as Jia Li's as they looked at the image that told of the Van Costel IV massacre on the Patra battlefield in the past.

''Yes, I saw it, madam!', replied Chyou.

The two-headed young girl nodded her head while holding back her emotions that were about to explode.

''He's... Her... He's my husband, Chyou ! How could they finish their lives?'', Jia Li said with wide eyes. ''Where is their conscience ? Were lives not so precious during the war?'', he continued.

Chyou was only able to shake his head weakly, not knowing to answer Jia Li's words.

''They are cruel ! What a curse!'', cried Jia Li.

Jia Li's view immediately turned cold when he learned how the story of Van Costel IV's death when the Patra war occurred, twenty years ago.

''Cruelty ! Brutal ! Bengis ! Not careful!'', said Jia Li.

It was unacceptable to see the cruelty that Van Costel IV had to endure at that time.

''If only I had been there... I will definitely protect her, Jia Li said.

Jia Li stood up while patting his chest that felt like it was a great bulge then looked back at Chyou, empty.

''Can I avenge it?'', Jia Li said.

''Mrs..'', Chyou said.

''Tell me, Chyou ! Would it be right if I avenge his death ? And avenge their deeds to her?'', Jia Li said.

''Lady Jia Li... That time has passed, madam, and now the great lord is already a ghostly figure.

Jia Li was speechless with a sharp glare of eyes towards Chyou who was standing trembling in front of him.

''No ! No, Chyou!'', Jia Li said.

Jia Li then walked over to Chyou while holding onto the two arms of the girl.

''Even though he has become a ghost but retaliation must still be done to pay for the pain of their cruelty when killing his life!'', said Jia Li.

Jia Li squinted both eyes as he looked at Chyou while his index finger pointed forward and moved quickly.

''They should feel the same way as she felt... And I would love to avenge his painful death, Jia Li said.

''Nyonya... How will you reply to it ? That is very dangerous, madam Jia Li!'', said Chyou.

''I will definitely avenge him, Chyou... It must be.!'', Jia Li said.

Jia Li laughed loudly and twisted his body repeatedly while stretching his hands to the side.

''THEY MUST DIE, CHYOU ! I'LL GET HIM BACK... CHYO... CHYOUKU DARLING... ! HA... HA... HA... HA... ... !!!''

Jia Li yelled uncontrollably as he continued to bitterly laugh.

''I really did not know the story of Van Costel IV when he fought and how he died on the battlefield, Jia Li said.

Jia Li then stopped spinning then stood staggered with a wry smile.

''They don't know who I really am, Chyou ! And I make sure they will all pay for my husband's past sufferings, Chyou!', Jia Li said.

''Nyonya...'', ucap Chyou getir.

One of the BENGT troops who stood still watched everything be seen walking towards Jia Li.

''Mistress Jia Li.'', call the woman dressed in red silk to the nearby Jia Li.

Jia Li fell silent as he turned his head towards the woman with a veil covering part of her face.

''What is it?', said Jia Li blandly.

''Forgive me for taking you to the past where the ghost of Van Costel IV before dying on the battlefield and showing the events of his death to the madam', said the woman in red.

Jia Li stood fixed with her cold eyes while facing the woman standing before him who was one of the members of Tianba's BENGT army, Jia Li's biological mother.

He was unable to answer the words of the red veiled woman.

But all of his senses were immediately fully alert when the red veiled woman approached him and then told the truth to Jia Li if the images of Van Costel IV's death in the past were deliberate he wanted to convey it directly to Jia Li.