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Because this place was relatively remote and there were no vehicles, we walked for a while. Clay Bodhisattva said, "Saning Brother, what do they want?"
I replied that it was none of our business. Wind Tree was counting my hair with a serious expression and then asked me, "Brother, how many strands of hair do you have?"
I told her she could find out by counting. We continued walking along the road.
Wang Wei did not follow us. If he wasn’t coming along, I would just consider him no longer a friend.
Clay Bodhisattva occasionally turned back to glance and angrily cursed, "Wang Wei, ungrateful person! I noticed that when we used to play games together."
Clay Bodhisattva was clearly upset.
Wind Tree was still counting my hair.
Cars occasionally sped by on the road, and I kept waving my hands to hail them.
Actually, I wanted to see Jianjian and check if she had been lying. Not a single car stopped as I tried to flag one down. Damn it, I couldn’t help but curse under my breath.
After walking a bit further, I finally saw a car approaching. Then I heard Wang Wei's voice calling out, "Saning, I'm back!"
Wang Wei stepped on the gas and quickly caught up with us. He soon stopped right beside us. Just as he was about to speak, I interrupted him and told him to stop wasting time and take me to find Jianjian.
I instructed Wang Wei to go directly to Zhang Dexin's house.
Because Fat Zhang had been busy helping with Zhang Dexin's funeral these past few days. Wang Wei asked me, "Saning, what do you need to find Jianjian for?"
I said there was something important.
Wang Wei drove for about forty minutes before arriving at Zhang Dexin's house.
At this moment, Zhang Dexin's home had been arranged as a formal mourning hall, but there was not a single person present; only a coffin sat in the center.
I handed the Wind Tree to Clay Bodhisattva and then stepped forward to push open the coffin. Inside lay Zhang Dexin's corpse, which was somewhat expected.
As the coffin was closed again, the place fell silent, as if no one were there.
The lights were off, with only two candles flickering—one beneath the coffin and the other on a table at the front of the mourning hall.
I called out for Jianjian.
No response. I called out for Zhang Fatty, but still no one answered. The atmosphere here began to feel somewhat eerie.
Wang Wei also called out, though it was unclear who he was addressing.
Clay Bodhisattva picked up the Wind Tree.
I took out my phone and dialed Jianjian. As expected, the call went through. Jianjian answered, and I immediately asked, "Where are you right now?"
Jianjian called me Saning Brother. Then she said, "Saning Brother, I'm at that café from last time."
Jianjian told me directly, and I replied, "Wait for me there and don't leave."
Jianjian responded with a sound, and then the call was disconnected.
In truth, Ke'er had never really been fond of Jianjian, yet the last time Ke'er left, she entrusted such an important Soul Fragment to Jianjian.
This was indeed a point of suspicion, and now Jianjian called to tell me that it was Ke'er who wanted me to leave that place.
I took a deep breath, glanced at the mourning hall, and then left.
Under the big tree, there was also an entrance to the River of Despair. As the car continued to drive, I inexplicably became a bit nervous. When we arrived at our destination, I saw Jianjian.
Jianjian was sitting in a chair with a cup of coffee placed in front of her. I directly asked, "Where is Ke'er now?"
Jianjian called me Saning Brother, and I responded with a sound.
After a moment's pause, Jianjian said, "I just received a call; it was from Sister Ke'er."
I asked Jianjian to give me her phone, and then I redialed the number, but no one answered. After returning the phone to Jianjian, I suddenly glanced at Wang Wei.
I couldn't shake the feeling that all these people were somehow connected to Ke'er.
Perhaps my gaze was somewhat unsettling; after seeing my expression, Wang Wei said, "Saning, actually we stumbled upon the secret of the River of Despair by chance many years ago."
I told him that I wasn't interested in knowing that right now.
What I wanted to know was why Ke'er had not allowed Wang Wei to tell me about the whereabouts of the River of Despair. Was she afraid that I would die there?
Was it necessary for Ke'er's scattered soul to be recombined?
Thinking of this, I called Chen San. I wanted to ask how Xiaoru had figured out that Ke'er had once been a person who had fallen into despair.
But the call didn’t go through.
I hung up the phone and sat in the café, my mind in a jumble, unsure of what I was even thinking.
I was feeling somewhat anxious, and I couldn’t help but ask Wang Wei who she was.
The question came out so abruptly that Wang Wei didn’t respond immediately. She said, “Who is she?”
Wang Wei countered my question, her tone slightly different. In that moment, I suddenly understood—who she was, where Ke'er had entered the River of Despair.
My grandmother had told me that Ke'er had entered the River of Despair.
The Wooden Box had always been by my side, so where had Ke'er come from?
My heart began to race; I felt I was getting closer to the truth, and my excitement grew, though I didn’t want to speculate in that direction.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.
My gaze kept drifting toward Wang Wei.
I could feel cold sweat forming in my palms; it seemed like Wang Wei was reminding me of something. But this guy wouldn’t clarify, leaving me to guess on my own.
I almost lost my temper and wanted to hit Wang Wei. If I hadn’t already had an answer in my mind, I would have definitely gone over to press Liu Tian for answers. I glanced around at everyone.
Then I took a sip of the coffee on the table.
"Saning Brother," Jianjian reminded me, "that's my coffee." I apologized and set the coffee down.
"Saning Brother, don't be nervous. I'm here for you," Clay Bodhisattva said.
I took a deep breath; saying I wasn't nervous would be a lie.
After some hesitation, I asked Wang Wei, "Can Zhang Dexin enter the River of Despair?"
Since Wang Wei chose to follow me here, it meant he was committed to this path. I told him that this situation was a bit complicated.
"What situation is complicated?" Wang Wei asked.
His eyes darted around, seemingly conflicted.
Finally, I said to Wang Wei, "Tell me, is she Ke'er?"
As soon as I finished speaking, all eyes turned to me. Wang Wei panicked at the mention of Zhang Dexin's death. To be honest, it was already a miracle that Wang Wei was still alive.
So I understood his fear of death.
Wang Wei stared at me, and I stared back at him. Perhaps few understood what I meant, but Wang Wei certainly did.
His pupils constricted slightly, and then he seemed to gather immense resolve as he said, "It's her."
Upon hearing this, my heart sank. Whose secret was this? Or rather, whose conspiracy?
It was Ke'er—truly Ke'er. I had suspected it before but hadn't dared to voice it. Now that I had Wang Wei's confirmation, it only made me more anxious.
But isn't Ke'er the bride my grandmother found for me?
The Eternal Abyss Dweller, forever unseen by light or darkness, is worse than a blind person.
Last time I went to the River of Despair myself; my soul entered the River of Despair, and soon after, it began to rot in that place. To avoid the corruption of my soul, I hid within the River of Despair, and then my soul started to turn black.
Eventually, my soul dissipated. If it weren't for him helping me restore it, I might have already been dead.
At that time, what little soul I had left was buried, but in my confusion, I saw the silhouette of the one who buried me. Of course, I couldn't see their face clearly.
However, he provided me with a clue: a soul that carries darkness is the one who buried me.
It feels increasingly precarious.
I sat in the café, my mind wandering without any clear thoughts.
Ke'er is an Eternal Abyss Dweller. So, could Ke'er's soul also carry darkness? If Ke'er's soul does carry darkness, then wouldn't that mean Ke'er is the murderer?
I clenched and relaxed my hands repeatedly, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.
Then I slowly stood up and said to Wang Wei, "Drive me to the old temple."
Wang Wei acknowledged with a sound.
As I was leaving, I deliberately glanced at Jianjian.
Jianjian and Clay Bodhisattva also chased after me. I told them not to follow and asked Clay Bodhisattva to take Wind Tree back.
The situation developed in a way that caught me off guard.
Ke'er—I hadn't expected the key point to be Ke'er.
Sitting in the car, I asked Wang Wei, "What will happen if she shows up?"
Wang Wei replied, "Zhang Dexin's soul left her body directly. She definitely won't show any mercy."
After hearing Wang Wei's words, I was stunned because the Ke'er in my memory was not a ruthless person; she should be gentle and kind.
I felt a bit complicated, so I asked Wang Wei to speed up the car.
I lit a cigarette, and after finishing it, I asked Wang Wei, "Wang Wei, I hope you haven't been hiding anything from me this time."
Perhaps my tone was a bit somber.
Wang Wei told me, "Saning, there's still something I haven't told you."
"What is it?"
"That's about what’s behind your eyes."
Wang Wei said this was something Lin Li had told him before. The condition for Lin Li to let Wang Wei leave was for him to become one of the White-Eyed People. Wang Wei agreed, so he was able to leave.
After I became one of the White-Eyed People, many died because of me.
As for who else lies behind my eyes, to be honest, I have no idea. It's just that as events unfolded, some familiar and unfamiliar faces started to emerge.
Even the Third Uncle, who was previously deemed a bad person, turned out to be one of those behind my eyes. The Temple Guardian, whom I always thought was not a good person, also turned out to be one of them. Earthbound Trash.
I urged Wang Wei to just say it directly and not keep me in suspense. After a brief pause, Wang Wei said, "There's one more person behind your eyes, but Saning, you might not guess who it is."
I had already told Wang Wei not to keep me in suspense, yet this rascal still left me hanging.
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