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Jianjian spoke those words in a moment of fear, making them sound particularly strange, like a child who has been crying for candy suddenly saying it was raining—completely unrelated.
I looked at Jianjian in surprise.
The little girl stood right in front of me.
Ke'er also cast a curious glance at Jianjian. It wasn't surprising that Jianjian could see ghosts, so it made sense that she could see the Wind Tree, but her claim that the Wind Tree was not dead was puzzling.
I asked Jianjian how she figured that out. I was genuinely curious about what the difference was between my eyes and hers. Why could she see things that I sometimes couldn't?
Was it because my eyes had not fully attuned to this world yet?
Jianjian uttered something baffling: "It’s precisely because I can’t see her that I know she isn’t dead."
Her statement left us confused. What did she mean by not being able to see?
Jianjian's complexion was already pale, and she called out to me, "Saning Brother," and said, "Saning, I'm scared."
I reassured Jianjian not to be afraid; I understood what frightened her.
Ke'er, beside me, linked her arm with mine, puffing her cheeks in evident displeasure. I urged Jianjian to continue explaining what she meant by her earlier statement.
Jianjian looked at me with a hint of grievance before saying, "Looking at her is no different from looking at a living person. The souls I see are white, and right now, she looks just like a living person to me."
"You see white souls? What about the Wandering Soul?" I blurted out in excitement.
Jianjian was also white, to be honest.
A wave of emotions surged within me, for the souls I saw, including Wandering Soul, were all colored like stars, just as Wind Tree appeared to me at that moment.
"You're not dead?" I asked in disbelief.
At that moment, Wind Tree interjected, "Brother, I'm really not dead."
Only then did I take Wind Tree's words seriously and asked, "Then how did you end up like this?"
Wind Tree blinked those adorable big eyes and said, "Brother, I don't know. I was playing in the pool that day, and while I was playing, I just walked out by myself."
Walked out by yourself? The conversation tonight felt strange with both Jianjian and Wind Tree.
"Yes, brother. Later, when I wanted to go back, I couldn't. I saw Mom carrying my body away."
The more I listened, the more confused I became. At this moment, Ke'er said, "Husband, her soul might have been forcibly separated." Hearing Ke'er's words made me gasp; it was indeed forcibly separated.
"Brother, can you bring me back to life?" Wind Tree innocently asked me.
I didn't know, so I couldn't promise anything. I only said one thing: "Brother will help you."
However, Ke'er angrily said, "Wind Tree, don't worry. Sister will help you too. Forcing someone’s Soul apart is utterly inhumane." Ke'er was very upset.
Wind Tree obediently thanked both me and Ke'er. Ke'er picked up Wind Tree, encouraging her to share the specific details. At that moment, Ke'er's compassion overflowed.
Meanwhile, Jianjian kept staring at me, and Zhang Pangzi wore a troubled expression.
I asked Zhang Fatty how to say Zhang Dexin.
Zhang Fatty told me that his Uncle was preparing to hold a ritual for Jianjian's mother in a couple of days to help her soul move on. With that, Zhang Fatty sighed deeply.
These past few days had worn him out, and his complexion looked quite poor.
“Saning Brother, what if I die?” he asked.
“Don’t worry, with me around, you won’t die.” Jianjian seemed to ignore Zhang Fatty's words and continued to look at me. I assured Jianjian that she would be fine.
However, Jianjian shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.
It was truly pitiful that Jianjian could see ghosts by nature yet was so afraid of them! I took a deep breath, thinking that if my eyes could devour souls, perhaps I could help Jianjian with her mother's soul...
But Jianjian probably wouldn’t agree. Even though she had killed her mother with her own hands, she still called out for her, which showed she still loved her dearly. Damn it.
I tried to comfort Jianjian, saying that once Zhang Fatty's Uncle finished the ritual, everything should be fine.
Suddenly, Jianjian stood up and said, “Saning Brother, I want to stay with you; otherwise, I’m scared. I have a secret to tell you.”
To be honest, I now understood Zhang Fatty's feelings—the feeling of not being trusted.
At that moment, I found it difficult to respond to Jianjian. I was waiting for Zhang Fatty to speak up. Men care about their pride; I needed to give him a way out.
Seeing that I might not agree, Jianjian quickly added, “Saning Brother, it’s about that strange person’s secret.”
When she mentioned the strange person, I instantly realized she was talking about Chen San. To Jianjian, Chen San was indeed a strange person.
Zhang Pangzi looked at me with confusion, and I didn't hide anything, saying that the strange person was Chen San.
Zhang Pangzi suddenly understood.
I also breathed a sigh of relief, but what I didn't expect was that Jianjian then said, "It's not Chen San."
Damn, I was immediately shocked by her words.
I couldn't wait any longer and directly asked, "Then who is it?"
Jianjian had learned to keep me guessing and refused to say anything. But I thought to myself, if it's not Chen San, and it's not Zhang Pangzi or Wang Wei, could it be Zhang Dexin?
At this point, I was stunned myself. However, there should be something wrong with Zhang Dexin. Not only had Wang Wei said that Zhang Dexin wasn't a good person, but even Ke'er had mentioned it.
Zhang Dexin had been insisting that I go to East City Ruined Temple but never told me how dangerous it was! Damn it, if it weren't for Chen San being around, I might have lost my life.
Wang Wei clearly said that those with fate could obtain something, yet he changed it to those with fate could enter. Although there was only one word difference, that old bastard Zhang Dexin still didn't get in.
I glanced at Jianjian and Zhang Pangzi and decided not to ask further because in my heart, I was already convinced that the strange person Jianjian mentioned was Zhang Dexin.
Since Zhang Pangzi was here, I didn't want to doubt his uncle in front of him.
Jianjian looked at me expectantly.
I really wanted to say, "Jianjian, just stay with me." What did Zhang Dexin want to do after he got the Relic? What was the reward he promised Chen San?
That reward must be significant; otherwise, Chen San wouldn't have taken such a huge risk to face that Dead Monk.
I still remember the kind of person I had only seen once, and just thinking about it sends a shiver down my spine. Moreover, Chen San had already experienced it once and was still willing to go in.
At that time, I saw that Chen San was also frightened to the point of panic.
I took a deep breath; the lights in the room were on, and the noodles brushed against my pant leg, occasionally letting out a soft whimper.
I hesitated for a moment, but fortunately, Fat Zhang spoke up first: "Jianjian, do you really not want to stay with me?"
Jianjian shook her head directly, saying she didn't want to. Fat Zhang looked hurt but finally said to me, "Saning, please take good care of Jianjian for these next couple of days. Once my Uncle is ready in two days, I'll come to pick up Jianjian."
"Aren't you coming over these two days?"
Fat Zhang sighed and nodded his head but left without further explanation. After he left, Jianjian suddenly seemed to release a weight that had been hanging over her heart and let out a long sigh.
I said to Jianjian, "Actually, Fat Zhang treats you quite well."
Unexpectedly, Jianjian replied directly, "But I don't like him."
I didn't pursue the topic further; their relationship was not something I could interfere with. What I was most interested in was still the strange person Jianjian mentioned.
Once Fat Zhang left, I asked, "Jianjian, who is that strange person you were talking about?"
Although I was pretty sure it was Zhang Dexin, I still wanted to hear a definite answer from Jianjian. But to my surprise, Jianjian said to me, "Saning Brother, I can't tell you right now."
I asked why.
Jianjian replied in a pitiful tone, "If I tell you now, you'll definitely chase me away."
I was left speechless, realizing that a woman's thoughts are truly difficult to decipher. Even a girl like Jianjian could play tricks.
I still had two Relics in my pocket. If Zhang Dexin really wasn't a good person, would he just watch as I obtained the two Relics without doing anything?
I fell silent for a moment.
But then, Jianjian called out to me again. I heard her say something.
Jianjian's words came out in a state of fear, making them sound particularly strange, like a child who has been crying for candy suddenly mentioning that it was raining—completely unrelated.
I looked at Jianjian in surprise.
The little girl stood right in front of me.
Ke'er also glanced curiously at Jianjian. It wasn't surprising that Jianjian could see ghosts, so it made sense that she could see the Wind Tree. But when Jianjian said the Wind Tree wasn't dead? That was puzzling.
I asked Jianjian how she figured that out. I was genuinely curious about what the difference was between my eyes and hers. Sometimes, there were things Jianjian could see that I couldn't.
Was it because my eyes hadn't fully adapted yet?
Jianjian said something baffling: "It's precisely because I can't see her that I know she isn't dead."
Her statement left us confused—what did she mean by not being able to see?
Jianjian's complexion looked pale, and she called me Saning Brother, saying, "Saning, I'm scared."
I reassured Jianjian not to be afraid; I understood what she was afraid of.
Ke'er was beside me, holding my hand and puffing her cheeks, clearly a bit unhappy. I let Jianjian continue speaking; I needed to understand what she meant by her earlier statement.
Jianjian looked at me with a hint of grievance before saying, "To me, she looks just like a living person. The soul I see is white, and right now, she looks exactly like a living person in my eyes."
"Your soul is white? What about Wandering Soul?" I asked impulsively, my curiosity piqued.
Jianjian replied that Wandering Soul was also white.
A wave of emotions stirred within me because the souls I saw, including Wandering Soul, were all star-like in color, just like the Wind Tree appeared to me at that moment.
"Not dead?" I asked in disbelief.
Wind Tree interjected, "Brother, I'm really not dead."
At that moment, I took Wind Tree's words seriously and asked her, "Then how did you end up like this?"
Wind Tree blinked her big, adorable eyes and said, "Brother, I don't know. I was playing in the pool that day, and while I was playing, I just walked out on my own."
Walked out on her own? The conversation tonight felt very strange with Jianjian and Wind Tree.
"Yes, brother. Later, when I wanted to go back, I couldn't. I saw Mom carrying my body away."
The more I listened, the more confused I became. Ke'er then said, "Husband, her soul might have been forcibly separated." Hearing Ke'er’s words made me gasp; it was indeed forcibly taken away.
"Brother, can you bring me back to life?" Wind Tree innocently asked.
I didn't know the answer, so I couldn't promise anything. All I could say was that I would help her.
"Wind Tree, be good. Sister will help you too. To strip someone's soul is simply inhumane," Ke'er said, her anger evident.
Wind Tree obediently thanked both me and Ke'er. Ke'er picked up Wind Tree and encouraged her to share the specific details, her sympathy overflowing at that moment.
Jianjian continued to stare at me, while Zhang Pangzi wore a troubled expression.
I asked Zhang Pangzi what Uncle had said.
He told me that his uncle was planning to perform a ritual for Jianjian's mother in a couple of days to help her soul move on. With a sigh, Zhang Pangzi expressed his weariness from the recent turmoil.
Zhang Pangzi looked quite haggard these days, his face pale and drawn.
"Saning Brother, what if I die?" he asked.
"Don't worry, with me around, you won't die," I reassured him. Jianjian seemed to ignore Zhang Pangzi's words and continued to gaze at me. I told her that she would be fine.
However, Jianjian shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.
It was truly pitiful that Jianjian could see ghosts yet was so afraid of them! I took a deep breath, contemplating whether my ability to consume souls could somehow help Jianjian with her mother's spirit...
But I doubted Jianjian would agree. Even though she had killed her mother herself, she still called out for her, clearly showing she loved her dearly.
I comforted Jianjian, saying that once Zhang Pangzi's uncle completed the ritual, everything should be alright.
Suddenly, Jianjian stood up and said, "Saning Brother, I want to stay with you. I'm scared, and I have a secret to tell you."
To be honest, I now understood Zhang Pangzi's feelings—this sense of being distrusted was difficult to bear.
I found it difficult to respond to Jianjian, so I waited for Zhang to speak up. Men care about their pride; I had to give him a way out.
Jianjian seemed worried that I wouldn't agree, so she added, "Saning Brother, it's about that strange person."
When she mentioned the strange person, I immediately understood she was talking about Chen San. To Jianjian, Chen San was indeed a peculiar character.
Zhang looked at me in confusion, and I didn't hide anything, saying that the strange person was Chen San.
Zhang's expression shifted to one of realization.
I let out a sigh of relief, but then Jianjian surprised me by saying, "It's not Chen San."
What? I was taken aback.
I couldn't hold back any longer and asked directly, "Then who is it?"
Jianjian had learned to keep me in suspense; she refused to say anything. But I couldn't help thinking that if it wasn't Chen San, and it wasn't Zhang or Wang Wei, could it be Zhang Dexin?
The thought shocked me. However, there were definitely issues with Zhang Dexin. Not only had Wang Wei warned me that Zhang Dexin wasn't a good person, but even Ke'er had said the same.
Zhang Dexin had previously insisted that I go to the East City Ruined Temple without mentioning how dangerous it was! Damn it, if it weren't for Chen San being around, I might have lost my life.
Wang Wei had clearly said that only those with fate could obtain something there, yet he changed it to only those with fate could enter. Although it was just a word difference, old Zhang stubbornly didn't get in.
I glanced at Jianjian and Zhang and decided not to press further because in my heart, I was already convinced that the strange person Jianjian referred to was Zhang Dexin.
Since Zhang was here, I couldn't openly doubt his uncle's character in front of him.
Jianjian looked at me with anticipation.
I wanted to say, "Jianjian, just stay with me." What did Zhang Dexin intend to do after taking the Relic? What was the reward he promised Chen San?
The reward must be significant; otherwise, Chen San wouldn't take such a huge risk to face that Dead Monk.
I had only seen that figure once, and just thinking about it sent chills down my spine. Moreover, Chen San had already faced it once and was still willing to go back in.
At that time, I saw Chen San was terrified beyond measure.
I took a deep breath. The lights in the room were bright, and the noodles brushed against my pants, occasionally letting out a whimper.
I hesitated for a moment, but fortunately, in the end, Fatty Zhang spoke up: “Jianjian, do you really not want to stay with me?”
Jianjian shook her head firmly, saying she didn’t want to. Fatty Zhang looked hurt but finally said to me, “Saning, please take good care of Jianjian these next couple of days. Once my Uncle is ready in two days, I’ll come to pick up Jianjian.”
“Are you not coming over these two days?”
Fatty Zhang sighed and nodded his head but left without further explanation. After he left, Jianjian suddenly seemed to release a heavy burden from her heart and let out a long sigh.
I said to Jianjian, “Actually, Fatty Zhang treats you quite well.”
Unexpectedly, Jianjian replied directly, “But I don’t like him.”
I didn’t pursue the topic further; their feelings were not something I could meddle in. What I was most interested in was still that strange person mentioned by Jianjian.
Once Fatty Zhang had left, I asked, “Jianjian, who is that strange person you mentioned?”
Although I was certain it was Zhang Dexin, I still wanted to hear the definitive answer from Jianjian. However, to my surprise, Jianjian said to me, "Saning Brother, I can't tell you right now."
I asked why.
Jianjian replied in a wronged tone, "If I tell you now, you'll definitely chase me away."
I was left speechless. I could only think how difficult it is to understand a woman's mind; even a girl like Jianjian could play tricks.
I still had two Relics in my pocket. If Zhang Dexin really wasn't a good person, would he just watch as I obtained two Relics without doing anything?
I fell silent for a moment.
But at that moment, Jianjian called out to me again, and I heard her say.
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