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"I said I couldn't guess, and I wouldn't even try. I told you to just tell me who it is; there's no need to keep me in suspense."
But then Wang Wei's next words left me speechless. I heard him say, "I don't know, but I do know there is someone."
I immediately scolded Wang Wei to stop talking nonsense and focus on driving.
The car quickly arrived at the dilapidated temple, but there wasn't a single person in front of it. Only one person lay on the ground. Wang Wei recognized him almost instantly and rushed over, calling out, "Brother Two!" But Brother Two was already silent.
I said, "The body no longer has a soul."
"Is he dead?" Wang Wei asked.
I replied that he probably wasn't dead yet; he might have entered the River of Despair.
There was no sense of a soul here anymore. We could only say we were a step too late; they might have already entered the River of Despair.
Where exactly was the entrance to the River of Despair under this big tree?
Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly saw a Light Spot drifting down to my hand. I quickly sensed that this seemed to be Zhang Dexin's soul.
Since I had previously guarded Zhang Dexin's soul, I was quite familiar with its essence.
However, these soul Light Spots seemed to be dissipating. I knew that Zhang Dexin was truly dying; it was just that Wang Wei couldn't see it at that moment.
Zhang Dexin's soul had begun to scatter. Yet this soul came to convey a message to me.
This was Zhang Dexin's Soul Fragment. He said, "Saning, you've come. You can't enter the River of Despair; this time I'm completely dead. But before I die, I want to tell you something: she's coming, and you must be careful."
I anxiously asked, "Who is she?"
Zhang Dexin's soul quickly began to dissipate. In the end, Zhang Dexin said, "She is Borlun's girlfriend; I just found out about it too."
As Zhang Dexin's soul scattered, his voice grew weaker until it vanished completely. After hearing this, I felt less intense than before. Earth Spirit was his brother.
Zhang Dexin mentioned that she is Jianjian, and I had my suspicions about Jianjian before.
Among these people, Jianjian was the one I understood the least. Whether it was her or her soul, I couldn't comprehend her at all. Even her eyes were a mystery to me.
She could see things I couldn't, while it seemed that she could perceive everything I saw.
What kind of person is Jianjian?
I had never met her family.
At this moment, Zhang Dexin's soul had departed, and the remaining light spots faded into the darkness. If I hadn't protected Zhang Dexin's soul, it might have vanished without a trace long ago.
Brother Two of Wang Wei should have been dead by now.
Jianjian—who would have thought it was Jianjian? No wonder Fat Zhang had disappeared earlier, and Jianjian, who had always resisted him, suddenly accepted him.
Ke'er's soul fragment was in Jianjian's hands.
Just now, Jianjian had used a trick to lure me away. But could it really be Jianjian? She seemed so timid. Could it truly be her?
I took a deep breath.
I pulled out my phone and called Jianjian. As soon as the call connected, Jianjian greeted me with "Saning Brother."
I replied directly, "I already know."
There was a moment of silence on Jianjian's end, and then the voice suddenly changed, asking, "What do you know?"
I said, "Isn't Ke'er in your hands? Ke'er has never shown any interest in you, yet she ended up giving you the Soul Fragment. How is that possible? And what about this phone call incident?"
I could only blame myself for trusting Jianjian too much.
I sighed and then asked, "For what reason?"
"What reason?" Jianjian seemed to be hiding something.
I pressed on, "Where is Ke'er?"
Jianjian replied, "Saning, you already know."
I acknowledged with a sound, and then there was silence again. I asked, "What do you want?"
Jianjian's tone finally shifted. "Saning Brother, I want your eyes and your soul."
Damn it, how greedy.
"Then where is Ke'er?"
"Saning Brother, once I get what I need, Ke'er will be just fine."
Hearing Jianjian call me Saning Brother made me feel a bit nauseous. It was sickening; Fat Zhang had played me once, and now Jianjian was doing the same.
"Come and take my eyes and soul if you want them."
I murmured in agreement with Jianjian's request. After all, it was just a soul, just some white eyes—if they wanted them, they could take them.
But I still didn't know what Jianjian's true identity was. The secrets hidden behind Jianjian's eyes might be just as profound as those in my own.
Upon hearing my words, Jianjian simply replied, "Saning Brother, in a few days, your soul will begin to split on its own. I will come to collect it."
Suddenly, I understood.
Back in the Dead Land, it seemed my soul had also been collected by someone. Could it be that Jianjian was the one who took my soul then?
Some truths began to surface.
Jianjian mentioned that I would receive a call later, and then the line went dead. Wang Wei, seeing the call had ended, asked me if my Brother Two's soul was still around.
I told Wang Wei to just bury his Brother Two. At this point, Wang Wei understood what I meant—his Brother Two was already dead.
In fact, both Jianjian and I could harvest souls. It seemed we were indeed cut from the same cloth. I never expected that Ke'er’s soul would end up in Jianjian's hands.
The last time I mentioned going to the River of Despair was right before Ke'er disappeared.
Jianjian—a hidden killer.
Wang Wei didn’t say much. Life and death are fated; once dead, one is truly gone. It was just that this death was particularly tragic—no chance for reincarnation; it was a complete end.
Wang Wei slung his Brother Two's body over his back and then asked me about Zhang Dexin.
I replied that he was dead too. I felt there was no need to hide anything from Wang Wei; I spoke plainly. Although Wang Wei often cursed Zhang Dexin verbally, losing two brothers at once weighed heavily on him. I said that once someone is dead, they cannot come back to life; bringing the killer to justice would be the greatest comfort for the deceased.
Jianjian possessed a pair of eyes that could see beyond the ordinary, and she could harvest souls, which resonated deeply with my own experiences.
When Wang Wei first told me that my eyes could see more than just ghosts, I naively believed that Jianjian's eyes were limited to seeing spirits.
The moment I encountered Lin Li in the hospital, I thought no one else could see her. Yet, I was mistaken; Jianjian had seen Lin Li.
Many things happened by chance, and Jianjian hid her true self so well that I never suspected her.
After Wang Wei carried his Brother Two's body back, there was no grand ceremony; they buried him quietly two days later.
Zhang Fatty also vanished. It was likely that Jianjian had taken him away.
It felt like a layer of fog had been lifted, revealing the truth, but the truth often brings pain. One day, Jianjian called me and said that in three days, the Underworld Road would open, and I should go there to divide the souls.
"Underworld Road," I repeated.
I agreed to it. Three days later, I would head to Underworld Road.
Three days later, as I murmured to myself about the brilliant starry night, I noticed that Wang Wei had been somewhat downcast lately.
My mood wasn't great either. However, seeking out Jianjian now would be futile; even if I found her, it wouldn’t change anything.
Wang Wei remarked, "That girl didn’t reveal herself at all."
I replied, "If you had seen through her, would she have been able to manipulate us this far?"
I had always thought Chen San was not a good person. Whether he truly was remains uncertain, but he certainly didn't hide himself as deeply as Jianjian did.
Damn it! To have such a dangerous person hiding beside me without noticing was sheer carelessness on my part.
He killed Zhang Dexin and Wang Wei, Brother Two, surely to conceal a secret. However, what I didn't expect was that Zhang Dexin's soul was actually protected by me.
That’s why Zhang Dexin was able to reveal the secret to me.
Jianjian turned out to be Jianjian. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became; I was reluctant to accept this outcome, which felt like a betrayal.
A betrayal that was utterly detestable.
Previously, I suspected that Jianjian's mother had been controlled by someone, but now it seemed that Jianjian's mother—Damn it—might have been controlling herself. Moreover, it was uncertain whether that was even her mother.
This situation is murky, so murky that it’s almost unbearable.
Yet I had caught a glimpse of some secrets. This time, as long as I crossed the River of Yellow Springs, I could unravel the mystery. However, whether or not I would uncover it no longer interested me.
If my soul were to split apart, I wouldn’t survive; all I hoped for was that Ke'er could live on.
But if I dissipated, Ke'er wouldn’t be able to come back.
That posed a problem. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Clay Bodhisattva learned about this matter from Wang Wei. If he went up to Underworld Road this time, he would be fine on his own.
Clay Bodhisattva said, “Saning Brother, this time I'm going with you.”
I glanced at the Mud Buddha and then replied, “You’d better not go.” Last time Clay Bodhisattva went to Underworld Road, it had already been quite a hassle.
Clay Bodhisattva asked why I didn’t want her to go.
I told her that I could manage on my own.
I remember Lin Li saying that he hoped my fate wouldn't be worse than his. Although Lin Li wasn't a complete White-Eyed Person, he was certainly related to them.
Lin Li ultimately dissipated for my Ritual Burial, and if I were to dissipate this time, it would count as a Ritual Burial for Jianjian.
Suddenly, I wondered if Jianjian's eyes were also white.
Over the millennia, countless White-Eyed People have emerged. Although they are all called Saning, the term "Saning" has seen its share of deaths. Yet even in death, they never truly perished; they all eventually reincarnated.
Now, it seems I am destined for a similar fate. As a White-Eyed Person, it appears there is no good ending in store for me.
It seems I will disappoint Lin Li's hopes. I will likely die even more tragically than he did, my soul fracturing on the Underworld Road.
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