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Zhang, the chubby guy, looked troubled at that moment. Clay Bodhisattva called out to me, "Saning Brother," but I didn't dare to respond. I held back my urge to curse at Zhang.
Jianjian looked at me with a face full of grievance.
Zhang took another step toward the edge of the rooftop.
My heart tightened as Jianjian called out to Zhang. Damn it, that bastard! I walked forward, and upon seeing me approach, Zhang panicked. His footing slipped, and he fell.
Fortunately, I was quick enough to grab him.
Zhang dangled in mid-air over the fourteenth floor. The cold wind blew against me, sending chills straight to my heart, and Zhang broke out in a cold sweat from fear.
He looked up at me, but with one eye missing and his current appearance, he still looked somewhat terrifying.
I leaned over the rooftop. Damn it, I couldn't even look down because I had a fear of heights.
Zhang was equally terrified. I said, "Zhang, if you want to die, all I have to do is let go."
In fact, Zhang was already gripping my wrist tightly with both hands.
"Damn it, do you want to die?" I asked him.
At first, Zhang shouted in panic, but eventually calmed down a bit. He said, "Saning, I'm sorry. Just let me go."
Jianjian called out to me again, urging me to pull Zhang back up.
I looked at Zhang the Fat and said, "Zhang, some mistakes can be regretted, but there are some mistakes that cannot be undone."
Zhang sighed, his grip on my hand had already loosened.
As I released his hand, the next moment, Zhang let out a cry of despair.
Everyone rushed over.
Wang Wei looked at me in disbelief and said, "Saning, you really let go."
I got up from the ground and replied, "I let go to teach him a lesson."
Wang Wei opened his mouth as if to say something but ultimately kept silent. Clay Bodhisattva, however, eagerly praised me, saying, "Saning Brother, you’re amazing!"
Damn it, I couldn't hold back any longer and directly lectured Clay Bodhisattva. I told him that one should have a compassionate heart and not be unable to distinguish right from wrong or good from evil.
Clay Bodhisattva felt wronged by my words: "But you still let someone fall to their death."
Just then, Jianjian's cries pierced through the air; it was the kind of heart-wrenching sobbing that echoed deep sorrow. Her mother had vanished, and Zhang the Fat was dead. It seemed that Jianjian had no one close to her in this world anymore.
Of course, except for me—if she was willing to see me as an older brother.
I sighed. Ke'er called out to me, "Husband," and added, "You shouldn't have let go."
I didn't know how to respond at that moment. After a while, Jianjian suddenly called out for Zhang the Fat, her emotions growing more intense. Wang Wei and the others hurriedly gathered around her.
"Wang Wei" was also a bit excited as he said, "The person is not dead, 'Saning.' You really know how to play."
I cursed "Wang Wei," telling him to stop with the nonsense. Zhang Fatty slowly floated up from mid-air, supported by countless "Light Spots." This was the soul I could manipulate.
"Ke'er" saw Zhang Fatty rising and said, "Husband, I knew you wouldn't be so heartless."
I sighed; I truly couldn't bring myself to be that cruel. Even though Zhang Fatty had once taken my eyes, I still couldn't harden my heart against him.
I pulled "Ke'er" into my embrace.
"Jianjian's" cries had ceased, and then she suddenly hugged Zhang Fatty. He was caught off guard and looked a bit dazed.
This "Fatty" had once said that "Jianjian" didn't like him. Damn it, I must be seeing things. Although "Jianjian" had never directly expressed it, she definitely had feelings for Zhang Fatty.
After all, he had helped her so much in the past.
After several seconds, Zhang Fatty finally dared to wrap his arms around "Jianjian." He glanced at me, and I shot him a glare, causing him to quickly look away.
Holding "Ke'er," I wondered how I could bring her back to life. "Ke'er" was an "Eternal Abyss Dweller," and I certainly couldn't let her continue suffering like this.
The soul was rotting.
But where exactly was the "River of Despair"? The legendary "Reincarnation Tree" had not bloomed yet.
I stroked "Ke'er's" long black hair, feeling lost about where to return.
Wang Wei seemed to be moved, watching as both I and Zhang the Fat finally found our partners. He called out to Clay Bodhisattva, who immediately cursed him, calling him a bastard.
Then she walked over, staring at me and Ke'er.
I snapped at Clay Bodhisattva, telling her to back off. She looked at me with a pout and said, "Saning Brother, you really prioritize romance over friendship."
I replied, "I'm not your brother."
Wang Wei shamelessly interjected, "Saning, how can you say that? Clay Bodhisattva, I'm your brother Wang Wei."
As the last scream echoed through the night, our group left the unfinished building. The matter with the Evil Being seemed to have come to a close. The Evil Being had buried me three times, but in the end, it willingly returned to my disdain.
The Evil Being was so terrified of Chen San that he trembled upon seeing the Dead Monk. It truly was a “food chain,” but who was the most terrifying of them all?
Back at Wang Wei's house, although the Evil Being had briefly dissipated the darkness in my eyes when it transformed into White Dots, that darkness began to gather again.
The scent of Lin Li's blood stained my clothes. But how did Lin Li actually die?
The Evil Being was truly pathetic; when it tried to bury me, it was so arrogant. Even when it didn’t show itself, it acted tough. Yet once it appeared, it was frightened into this state by Chen San.
Suddenly, a phrase came to mind: "the true form revealed."
Chen San said he only had seven days left. Within those seven days, he needed to visit the East City Ruined Temple.
The East City Ruined Temple was where he had made an agreement with the Dead Monk. If he only had seven days left to live, should I save him?
What kind of person was Chen San?
An immortal is simply an immortal, but Ke'er said that Chen San would die soon.
Chen San was surprisingly able to devour the Evil Being. His face was truly terrifying; perhaps he himself was quite fearsome.
It was already one in the early morning, and this farce had come to an end. I no longer had to worry about anyone holding a funeral for me. If anyone dared to hold a funeral for me, this would be their fate.
However, it seemed that this guy also had a grudge against Chen San; otherwise, the Evil Being wouldn’t have been so terrified of him.
I really wondered how long Chen San had been alive.
Now I understood that Ke'er was a person lost in despair. I felt uneasy, constantly thinking about how to save Ke'er. By the time dawn broke the next day, Ke'er had already hidden away.
Looking at the sunlight streaming in through the window, I thought to myself that this light had separated me from Ke'er, and I wished for it not to keep us apart.
Those who are lost in despair see neither light nor darkness for all eternity.
Yet Ke'er seemed to have emerged from that despair, though her soul continued to rot away.
I stepped outside, and Wang Wei was sleeping on the sofa. I woke him up, and once he was awake, he said to me, "Saning, the matter with the Evil Being is over. We can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
I nodded in response but didn’t say much more.
Wang Wei's house had three rooms, so his temporary generosity allowed us all to sleep comfortably.
Jianjian and Zhang Fatty were also awake. Ever since Jianjian resolved her issues with her mother, she had become much more cheerful and was moving towards a better path. I hoped Jianjian could continue living like this.
Zhang Fatty walked over to me.
I spoke first, "Don't say you're sorry. It's all in the past, and besides, I've let you die once already, so we're even."
"But..." Zhang, the chubby guy, looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
I told him there was no 'but.' As long as he treated Jianjian well, that was all that mattered. By the way, he still had a Soul with his Uncle; he just needed to have him bring it back.
I finished explaining everything in one breath.
After listening, Zhang asked me, "Saning, will we still be friends in the future?"
To be honest, that question felt a bit awkward. I paused for a moment before finally responding with a soft "yes." Zhang thanked me.
Jianjian called out to me, "Saning Brother."
I smiled at Jianjian.
I turned to Zhang and said, "Jianjian is my sister now. You better treat her well; otherwise, don't blame me for not having you as a friend anymore."
Suddenly, Jianjian's eyes turned red. I told Zhang, "You should take Jianjian home now."
Zhang nodded.
However, after taking a few steps, I called out to him and pulled him aside. I said, "Take care of your eyes; don't scare Jianjian."
Zhang looked at me, and it seemed like his eyes were about to turn red too.
"Damn it," I cursed, telling him to take Jianjian and get lost quickly.
After Jianjian and Zhang the Fatty left, Wind Tree suddenly ran out of the room, calling me "brother" before pouncing towards me.
I scooped up Wind Tree in my arms.
Wind Tree blinked her big eyes and said, "Brother, your eyes are really nice to look at. Fengshu likes them so much."
I playfully poked Wind Tree's nose with my finger.
Wind Tree was also a pitiful child; life hadn't been easy for her.
Wang Wei had been the same way back then. This Clay Bodhisattva had just rolled out of bed looking disheveled.
Wang Wei hurriedly stepped forward, but after getting a beating, he obediently came out of the bathroom.
River of Despair—I had actually forgotten to ask about it at that time. Now I regretted it. Where exactly was River of Despair? This matter had come to a standstill. I planned to find a job; I couldn't keep living at Wang Wei's place forever.
I was just thinking about whether or not I should help Chen San.
Wang Wei seemed to sense what I was thinking and walked over, saying, "Saning, are you worried about Chen San?"
I didn't respond. The matter with Chen San was part of it; I just hoped to find some leads on River of Despair.
Wang Wei continued, "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't help Chen San." He went on, "That East City Ruined Temple is a cursed place. If I hadn't gone with you last time, I wouldn't have set foot there even if you paid me."
"Damn it," I thought, not wanting to expose this bastard. He was putting on airs again. If it weren't for the Relic last time, I wouldn't believe he would go to the East City Ruined Temple.
Wang Wei was back to life, but he was as timid as ever.
But who wasn't afraid of death? After washing up, I told Wang Wei that I wanted to go out and check on some houses.
Wang Wei stopped me, insisting that I stay at his place.
He told me that he was planning to start a business and wanted my help.
I replied, "You do your business; what do you need my help for?" Wang Wei said, "Saning, you always work for others without getting anything out of it. How about this: stick with me, and I'll pay you a salary. After all, working is working no matter where you do it."
I stared at Wang Wei for a moment.
Suddenly, he seemed a bit hesitant. "Saning," he said, "don't worry. I absolutely won't do anything against my conscience. I won't make money that way."
I thought it over for a while.
"Saning, what do you think?" Wang Wei asked.
I said I would consider it and then asked him what kind of business he was starting. He replied that he was going into the funeral business and had already started investing. He estimated that in three or four days, he would be open for business.
Each profession has its expertise; I hadn't studied this in college. However, Wang Wei insisted that no one was more suited for this than me.
Just then, Clay Bodhisattva came out of the bathroom and said, "Saning Brother, I understand."
I asked Clay Bodhisattva, somewhat annoyed, what she knew. Clay Bodhisattva was a rather eccentric girl. She walked over to me and said, "Saning Brother, I know where the Reincarnation Tree is growing."
I stared at Clay Bodhisattva and replied that I also knew.
Because Lin Li had once told me that the Reincarnation Tree grew in the center of the River of Despair.
Upon hearing that I already knew, Clay Bodhisattva immediately lost interest. Just then, I received a text message from Chen San.
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