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I was pushed to my limits and exclaimed, "Damn it, can I use my body to block for you?" I was just rambling out of desperation.
To my surprise, Wang Wei agreed and suddenly hugged me from behind.
I thought, what a creep! That was fast. But honestly, my body really did manage to pull Wang Wei's soul back into his body.
Once his soul returned, Wang Wei said, "Damn it, you scared the hell out of me."
Blood was still dripping, and Wang Wei held onto me tightly, saying, "Saning, what do we do now?" Indeed, my body had pressed his soul back in.
Could it be that the appearance of these Severed Heads was meant to lure souls out? In the end, my soul wasn’t drawn out; instead, it was Wang Wei's soul that emerged.
I told Wang Wei, "Damn it, your soul is already back in. Let go of me."
Wang Wei replied, "No, Saning. If I let go now, my soul will definitely be drawn out again. Saning, it's been tough for me all these years! Just help me this once."
What he said was true, but could he please not hold on so tightly? After I voiced this concern, Wang Wei finally loosened his grip.
Ke'er had already disappeared; she probably went off to find that Ugly Monster.
The Severed Heads had fallen to the ground. The blood had nearly drained away, and the malevolent energy gradually dissipated. My headache also faded; the dark energy gathered from those dead heads was gone.
I was still in a daze when this group of Paper Men began reciting a mournful tune. Bai Duyi's Hey Eye Brother chapter echoed in my mind.
Wang Wei was still holding onto me. I urged him, "Let go quickly!" Only then did he release his hold.
The Severed Heads on the ground began to rot, and a foul stench of decay slowly filled the air. I turned to Wang Wei and said, "Let's go."
I circled around the iron lump, hoping to find Ke'er, only to discover that she had been lured away by the Ugly Monster. Suddenly, it was just Wang Wei and me.
Wang Wei still seemed shaken, patting his chest and exclaiming how scared he was.
I looked at Wang Wei and said, "Wang Wei, have you been in a woman's body for too long? Can't you change back?"
"Saning, stop talking nonsense! I haven't even passed on the family line yet! I'm a pure man!"
I called out Ke'er's name, but as soon as I spoke, I froze. Without warning, I was stunned; cold sweat began to trickle down my forehead, and my face turned pale.
Wang Wei noticed something was off with me because I had stopped moving, my eyes staring blankly into space.
It wasn't that I couldn't move; rather, I was shocked. I gasped for breath as I saw my soul detach from my body by an inch.
This state felt similar to Chen San's condition of "Soul Detached." My body and soul were in that same state, but I knew I was different from Chen San.
Chen San had likely been in that state for a long time, while mine had just happened; my soul had suddenly separated from my body by an inch.
That’s why I was so startled!
I couldn't help but take a sharp breath. At that moment, I dared not move. It dawned on me that Soul Burial might have already begun. Perhaps some people didn't understand what Soul Burial meant. Let me give a simple analogy.
Humans are strange creatures; after death, the body and soul separate.
However, if your lifespan is not yet over and your soul separates from your body, you could become a vegetable. This means that even if your soul leaves your body, your physical form may not necessarily die.
You would simply spend the rest of your life lying in a hospital or at home, forever unaware of the passage of time, ultimately passing away in a daze.
Soul Burial has already begun.
Wang Wei couldn't see my current state, but upon seeing my expression, he knew something was wrong.
Wang Wei asked me what was happening, and I simply said, "The Soul Burial has begun."
Wang Wei wanted to know how I knew that.
I urged Wang Wei to quickly check the status of the eternal lamp at the door. After hearing my words, he immediately ran to the entrance.
The group of Paper Men was idly following me, singing a mournful tune, like a mobile speaker trailing behind.
The light from the White Lantern in my hand grew increasingly intense, and I felt a twinge of pain in my soul.
Once Wang Wei left, I was left alone. Cold sweat trickled down my forehead and continued to flow more profusely, soaking my back.
I took a deep breath; it felt as if I could sense the threat of death in an instant.
At that moment, a voice whispered in my ear, "Do you feel it?"
My gaze turned icy. Wait! I was surprised to hear this voice; hadn't Chen San already found him? The tone of his voice sounded strange.
I didn't respond immediately.
Suddenly, it dawned on me that he had only revealed himself after everyone else had left. The pain in my soul intensified, and finally, I replied, "I feel it."
"That's right. The greatest benefit of the Soul Burial is to let you experience death, ultimately leaving you to live like a fool."
I held my breath and began to move. It felt odd because with each step I took, my soul seemed to move ahead of me.
"Didn't Chen San find you?"
"Someone about to die comes to find me at this time. What do they expect to achieve? Do they really think they can find me?" He spoke these words in response to me. I was always annoyed by people who buried their meanings in mystery; they could express things clearly in one sentence but instead chose to say something incomprehensible.
This Evil Being was just like that.
"Damn it, what do you want? Are you after my eyes?" I asked. But after I spoke, the Evil Being remained silent.
Earlier, Chen San had said he had found the Evil Being, yet here it was again. Had something happened to Chen San?
Damn it, I glanced at the Paper Men and couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, can you all just shut up?"
To my surprise, the Paper Men actually stopped chanting.
I asked the Evil Being, "What happened to Chen San now?"
The Evil Being seemed to vanish, no longer responding. I pressed on, "Then who is buried in that coffin? Wasn't it said that I was supposed to be buried this time?"
As soon as I finished speaking, it suddenly dawned on me—could it be that Chen San was the one in the coffin? I thought this but quickly dismissed it.
Before that coffin appeared at the entrance, I had already received a text from Chen San.
So who exactly was buried in that coffin? I pondered endlessly and suddenly recalled a moment when I thought I saw Zhang Pangzi.
Could it be that Zhang Pangzi is inside? The thought shocked me. Just then, Wang Wei ran towards me, shouting, "Saning, it's bad! One of the everlasting lamps has gone out!"
One of the everlasting lamps had gone out again, which meant there were only five left. I thought to myself that the everlasting lamps were tied to my Fate. When there were twelve lamps before, I might have been able to leave, but with only six remaining, my Fate was sealed here.
And now with one more extinguished, my soul began to detach from my body.
I took a deep breath; this meant that once all the everlasting lamps went out, I would be completely done for.
"Wang Wei," I asked, "what should we do?"
I countered with the same question, and Wang Wei replied, "If I knew what to do, I would have already done it."
"Stop wasting time here," I told Wang Wei.
He fell silent, and suddenly I asked, "Is that coffin still at the door?"
Wang Wei confirmed it was. I walked toward the entrance, with Wang Wei following behind me. At that moment, I felt as if my soul had detached from my body. I pulled out my phone to call Chen San.
But the call didn't go through.
When we reached the entrance, I stared at the large red coffin for several seconds. It was still, but after standing there for a few minutes, it shifted slightly.
It seemed as if the person buried inside sensed our presence and was trying to reach out for help in this way.
I suddenly asked Wang Wei, "Who do you think is buried inside?"
Wang Wei shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Who cares if it's a person or a ghost? As long as we're fine, that's all that matters."
However, shortly after Wang Wei spoke, I noticed red liquid seeping out from beneath the coffin...
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