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I said, "Third Uncle, when did I ever do that?"
But then Third Uncle said something that chilled my heart. He said, "Saning, one day when your eyes stop devouring souls, you will die."
"Die?" I murmured. Would I really die without souls?
At that moment, Xiaoru hurriedly interjected, "Saning, don't listen to his nonsense."
Ke'er added, "Husband, you are not devouring those souls."
At this time, Ke'er appeared as a combination of three overlapping souls, making her look different from ordinary souls.
"Third Uncle, come out. I want to talk to you about a few things."
But to my surprise, Third Uncle replied, "I've always been here; you just haven't noticed my presence."
I looked around again but still couldn't see Third Uncle!
Just after he spoke, I heard footsteps coming upstairs. I saw a clay figure ascending the stairs, but it was not the same clay figure as before.
This one was about the size of an ordinary person. For a moment, I couldn't believe my eyes. After rubbing them, I found that Third Uncle had returned to his original form.
I saw Third Uncle coming down from upstairs. Immediately, I thought about Jianjian and Wang Wei.
I called out for Wang Wei.
Before long, I heard Wang Wei's response. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief. When Third Uncle came up, he looked no different from an ordinary person on the surface.
Third Uncle called out to me again as he approached.
I looked at Third Uncle, thinking that his appearance now must mean he was well-prepared.
He flashed me a smile, and I immediately felt a chill run down my spine.
"Saning," Third Uncle continued, "your eyes have just been reborn and haven't fully integrated yet. You must be careful of some small-minded people!" His tone was old-fashioned, but it seemed to carry a hint of concern for me.
However, remembering how Third Uncle had severed so many living souls with a knife made me involuntarily gasp. His methods were undeniably ruthless.
I retorted, "Third Uncle, are you one of those small-minded people?"
He seemed taken aback by my question, pausing for a few seconds before responding, "If I were, do you think you would still be alive right now? Saning, some things are not as simple as they appear."
I acknowledged that I understood.
Some people and situations are never as straightforward as they seem, just like I could never have imagined that Fat Zhang would betray me.
And Chen San, whom I had judged at first glance to be untrustworthy, had never harmed me.
This perfectly illustrated the old saying: you can know a person's face but not their heart!
"Are you saying that everything you do is for good?"
Thinking of the corridor filled with corpses sent shivers down my spine. Third Uncle said, "I know you don't believe me. However, perhaps I may not be a good person to others, but to you, I am definitely a good person."
"Why is that?"
"Today should be the time for me to help you."
"What do you want to do?" Damn it, hearing the word "complete" gave me a bad feeling. After Third Uncle spoke, there was no hesitation at all.
What had once seemed like a normal human body instantly transformed into a clay figure, known as the Clay Bodhisattva, but to me, it looked more like an Evil Idol.
At that moment, I sensed no trace of a soul within this clay figure. My earlier judgment must have been correct; Third Uncle had no soul at all.
An Evil Idol without a soul—what was I supposed to do?
Third Uncle said to me, "Saning, I will use my soul to cleanse your eyes of impurities." Upon hearing this, I was immediately stunned.
A soul? Did Third Uncle have a soul? Why couldn't I see it?
I asked Third Uncle, "What do you want to do?"
Third Uncle replied, "The soul of the Temple Guardian is not suitable for you; it only fits him. Therefore, I can only use my soul. However, your Wooden Box..."
At this point, Third Uncle paused.
I inquired, "What about my Wooden Box?"
Third Uncle sighed and did not continue. I glanced at Ke'er and Xiaoru; they seemed unresponsive, as if suddenly isolated from everything.
Third Uncle said, "One day you will understand. Speaking of which, I am still your matchmaker."
"Matchmaker?"
"Otherwise, how could I possibly be your Third Uncle? Saning, many things are merely appearances; you must see through the surface to grasp the essence."
To be honest, I was completely bewildered! I couldn't process what was happening at all.
I asked, "But why did you kill so many people?"
"Are they even human? Are they good or bad? Have you discerned that? Do you know who died in the village? Do you understand, Saning? You will."
"What will I understand?"
Third Uncle fell silent for a moment before saying, "You will understand what your eyes see."
I was momentarily at a loss for words. After transforming into a figure of clay, Third Uncle stood before me, and suddenly I heard the sound of the earth crumbling.
Third Uncle slowly shattered before my eyes, the clay falling to the ground.
"Saning, don't move."
Then I saw the clay figure break apart, and a soul resembling a Little Golden Figure stepped toward me, one step at a time.
The Little Golden Figure then turned into fragments, and as they fell, I heard a voice say, "Saning, never overlook what lies behind your eyes."
As the golden shards fell into my eyes, I felt a cool sensation wash over me, and I couldn't help but close my eyes.
With my eyes shut, it was as if I saw a painting.
In the painting appeared a child who dug up mud by the riverbank and shaped it into a clay figure. Later, wanting to make the clay figure more beautiful but unable to find any paint, the child did something foolish—he smeared his own blood onto the clay figure.
The clay figure turned red and looked somewhat better. The child placed the little clay figure by his bedside, and there it remained for a lifetime.
Until the child grew up and eventually passed away, the clay figure accompanied him throughout his life.
The image flashed and vanished in an instant.
When I opened my eyes, there was no longer a Third Uncle in this world. I knew that Third Uncle had also died, and the word "death" did not merely mean the soul leaving the body.
It meant the soul was completely extinguished.
I stood there in a daze, still unable to comprehend. I thought about what Third Uncle had said to me. Initially, I considered him a villain, but I never expected that he could be seen as a good person in my eyes.
Third Uncle had relentlessly questioned me, yet I couldn't provide any answers. Was Third Uncle killing good people or bad people? Had anyone died in the village?
It seemed that no one had died in the village.
Perhaps Third Uncle was restraining himself, just as my mother had said. Soybean was initially an experiment raised by Third Uncle; it was only later that I accidentally set the experiment free.
Yet Third Uncle still refrained from harming anyone in the village.
Maybe Third Uncle was right; many things cannot be judged solely by appearances. I took a deep breath, calming myself further.
But even until his death, Third Uncle never told me why he separated his soul from his body.
He said I would understand, but I did not.
Though my eyes could see through souls, I did not truly grasp what a soul meant. I touched my eyes with my hand.
At that moment, it felt as if something was surging within them. When I reached out my hand, I felt sparks falling from my fingertips.
It was as if my body was filled with souls.
I tried to reach behind me to grasp the malevolent spirit that had been sealed within me earlier.
But at that moment, the barrier seemed to vanish.
Xiaoru said, "Don't."
Ke'er indeed asked me, "Husband, are you okay?"
I replied that I was fine, but when Ke'er held my hand, I felt as if her soul was slipping away. I glanced at Ke'er.
Her soul had nowhere to hide in my eyes.
Yet that faceless soul seemed to be weakening. I parted my lips, wanting to say something, but the words wouldn't come out.
Xiaoru sealed the evil spirit within my body.
I wanted to pull the evil spirit out, but Xiaoru stopped me. I asked her, "Give me a reason."
Xiaoru replied, "Saning, you will need them."
I didn't understand.
Just then, downstairs, Wang Wei suddenly called out to me urgently.
"Saning, something has happened."
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