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But just as I finished speaking, I saw Ke'er standing at the door. She called out to me, "Husband," and then ran towards me with tears streaming down her face. She wrapped her arms around me and began to cry.
The blood on my cheeks had already dried, leaving the unmarked areas pale as a ghost.
I took a deep breath before slowly raising my hand to embrace Ke'er, while White Lantern was held by Wind Tree, who approached and asked, "Brother, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," I replied.
As Wind Tree held onto White Lantern, I noticed that more and more light spots were appearing on her body. I released Ke'er and reassured her, "Don't worry, I'm okay."
I called out to Wang Wei, urging him to bring Wind Tree closer.
Wang Wei complied and brought Wind Tree's body forward. I said to Wind Tree, "Wind Tree, it's time to go back."
Wind Tree listened to me and began to lie down, but unlike me, she couldn't settle in. When I lay down, I woke up immediately, but Wind Tree struggled to do the same.
Finally, Wang Wei suggested, "Saning, give her a push." Following his advice, I touched Wind Tree. It felt as if I had shattered a sea of stars; the light spots of Wind Tree's soul danced in my palm.
Then I guided Wind Tree back into her body. It wasn't until the light spots in my hand disappeared that Wind Tree finally awakened.
"Brother, I told you I'm not dead!"
I responded with a simple "yes," confirming she was indeed alive. But then Wind Tree's tone shifted as she asked pitifully, "What about my mother?"
I truly didn't know how to answer that question, as Wind Tree's mother was likely already dead.
Jianjian stood at the door, holding a bowl of noodles and peering outside.
Ke'er had been holding my hand all along, and this "Live Burial" had come to an end. Fortunately, we had both survived, and my dark secret would finally allow me to be honest when facing Ke'er.
However, the "host" of this Live Burial had not been caught. That bastard even mentioned that another funeral awaited me. This person must know me very well; otherwise, they wouldn't understand me so thoroughly.
Wang Wei had returned to his body, but his physical form had yet to fully align with his soul. In the end, I gave Wang Wei the Relic he deserved.
Wang Wei did not refuse it.
After completing all of this, we left the abandoned building.
Wind Tree was searching for her mother, but there were corpses everywhere. Even if her mother were here, she would likely be covered in blood.
We took Wind Tree home and had Wang Wei call the police before we left.
Throughout this time, Ke'er held onto my hand tightly. By now, it was already Early Morning.
Once Wang Wei regained his body, he mentioned he had some matters to attend to and left without any hesitation.
After regaining her physical form, Wind Tree appeared even cuter. We hailed a Taxi, and I covered my face with my clothing while Jianjian sat in the front seat.
Ke'er had been holding my hand the entire time, her gaze fixed on me.
She continued to look at me even after we returned home. I asked her what she was staring at for so long, and she replied, "I could look at Husband forever without getting tired."
I looked at Ke'er, pondering the mystery of the featureless soul that seemed to envelop her.
I asked her about it, and she said she didn't know either; she just felt a sense of familiarity.
Suddenly, Ke'er asked me, "Husband, when will your eyes be able to see ghosts?"
I replied, "It was the last time I came back from the hospital." After my words, Ke'er seemed to recall something and became a bit shy as she said, "So everything I did before, you saw it all, right?"
I nodded. Instantly, her face turned as red as an apple, looking irresistibly charming.
At that moment, Jianjian called out to Saning Brother. I responded with a sound of acknowledgment and asked Jianjian what was wrong.
Jianjian's face appeared somewhat pale.
I knew what Jianjian was about to say, so I reassured her, "Jianjian, regarding your mom's situation, I will definitely help you."
Jianjian clarified that it wasn't about that. I inquired further about what it was then.
Jianjian told me, "Saning Brother, I'm going to tell you that secret right now."
I was quite curious about Jianjian's secret, as I had already suspected it was related to Zhang Dexin. If it was indeed a secret about Zhang Dexin, I wanted to know more.
This Relic actually belonged to an Evil Monk, and instead of radiating a golden Buddhist light, it emitted a seductive red glow.
However, I could never have imagined that the secret Jianjian was about to tell me was this.
Jianjian bit her lip, and her complexion had not improved since we returned from the abandoned building. She said, "Saning Brother, this secret is about the hospital. I saw him there that day."
"What day?" I asked, particularly sensitive to her words.
"It was the night we were trapped there. I saw him."
The "him" Jianjian referred to was someone I immediately recognized—the one who had given me my eyes. I was shocked and quickly asked, "You actually saw him!" My tone was somewhat agitated, but then I realized that with Jianjian's eyes, it might not be surprising for her to see him.
But what Jianjian said next left me even more stunned. She continued, "Saning Brother, I saw him again not long ago."
Perhaps the bloodstains on my face hadn't dried completely, making my expression appear somewhat fierce. I stared at Jianjian intently, and she instinctively took a few steps back from me.
"Saning Brother..." Jianjian called out to me with a trembling voice, and I hurriedly composed myself.
I remembered what that person looked like—he was just like me, except he had no whites in his eyes.
Suddenly, it dawned on me what secret Jianjian was about to reveal. My breathing became a bit rapid as I waited for her to speak.
Jianjian told me that she saw him saying a lot to you in that mourning hall.
Earlier, in that mourning hall, he did seem to appear in a hazy way. He opened his mouth and spoke to me, saying many things, but I could only make out a few words clearly.
I asked Jianjian, "What did you hear?"
Jianjian replied that she didn't hear anything at all. It seemed that I wasn't the only one who couldn't hear; this time, I had also managed to catch a few words.
Jianjian said she even saw his face, and I had seen it too, so I wasn't particularly interested in her statement.
I told Jianjian to rest well, and then I went to take a shower. I just didn't notice how pale she looked at that moment.
After my shower, Jianjian took Wind Tree back to the bedroom while Ke'er and I slept on the sofa bed. However, in the middle of the night, I heard someone knocking on the door.
I rushed over to check, but when I opened the door, there was nothing there.
I went back to sleep, but not long after, I heard knocking again. Damn it, who the hell was it at this hour? I was furious and thought if it was that bastard Wang Wei, I would beat him to a pulp.
But when I opened the door again, it was empty outside.
Ke'er asked me who it was.
I said no one, not even a ghost. It wasn't until the third urgent knock that I cursed before opening the door. But once I opened it, I found nothing again. It wasn't until I noticed something dripping on my head that my expression changed because it wasn't water that was dripping; it was blood.
I stepped outside for a moment and saw, nailed above my doorframe, a living eye that looked as if it had just been dug out. Blood was continuously dripping down.
As I stared at the eye, a chill ran down my spine. Damn it, who in the world would nail a human eye to my doorframe at this hour?
I rushed downstairs, but once I got outside the building, there was nothing to be seen. I was dressed lightly, and the cool night air sent shivers through me.
I returned upstairs and even checked the rooftop, but found nothing.
When I came back down, Ke'er was standing at the entrance, staring at the bloody eye, her face pale.
"Husband, whose eye is this?" she asked.
I shook my head. Not long after, I called the police. They arrived, handled the scene, asked me a few questions, and then left.
After the police departed, both Ke'er and I looked rather grim.
Who could have done this? I couldn't make sense of it. I hadn't seen Fat Zhang come to work during the day, nor had he visited Ke'er at night.
Then I received a call from Zhang Dexin.
Suddenly, it hit me. I heard Zhang Dexin say, "Borlun is missing."
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