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"Prisoner, even if I believe what you say, you still need to tell me what I should do."
"Xi Meng, if you trust me, then don't concern yourself with the affairs of the Three Realms. For now, just stay in the human realm and be a good human. Leave everything to me, and when it's all over, you can return to being your Dream Soul Master."
To be honest, I don't like the identity of Dream Soul Master, nor do I covet the Soul Energy powers. However, I cannot end everything right now.
"Yin Yue, is everyone in the Underworld doing well?"
"...You want to know who."
"I really want to see them again. I don't want anything to happen to them. Do you understand?"
"That's enough, Xi Meng. Each of them has their own fate. Don't worry; I will let them continue on their Fate." The Prisoner turned slightly away from me, no longer looking at me.
As expected, the Prisoner is still hiding things from me...
Each of their fates is already closely intertwined with mine, and that day in Dream City, I clearly saw a glimpse of the future... It was Siyimo; she would kill everyone.
Even if the Prisoner insists on separating us now, the final fate cannot be changed. He doesn't care about everyone's lives or deaths.
Moreover, I can't see my own ending; I don't know whether I will live or die in the end.
However, since the Prisoner is willing to share his past with Siyimo with me now, it’s best not to go against him. Previously, I lacked composure; being at odds with the Prisoner does not benefit me at all, and it’s impossible for me to return to the Underworld.
"Alright, I promise you that I'll let go for now." I'm sorry, Prisoner; this time I have to deceive you once.
"Really? You're willing?" The Prisoner looked at me with a light smile, as if relieved.
I have to admit that the Prisoner is truly beautiful. No wonder Siyimo still can't forget him and why Yama Queen was once so infatuated. If he were to genuinely smile, perhaps no one in the Three Realms would be able to resist his charm.
"I am willing, but you must guarantee that everyone will be safe in the Underworld."
"…Hmm." The Prisoner's expression stiffened as he nodded in response.
Aware I realized that the Prisoner was still deceiving me. To avoid raising his suspicions, I decided to trust him this time.
"Take care of yourself during this time. I need to leave the human realm for a while. Remember Xi Meng, you promised me that you would no longer get involved in matters of the Three Realms."
"Okay." I nodded in agreement. I didn't ask the Prisoner why he was suddenly leaving or what he was going to do. But I was certain it had something to do with Siyimo.
"Remember what you said." The Prisoner emphasized again.
Suddenly, a cool kiss landed on my forehead, like a dragonfly touching water.
I was momentarily stunned and lowered my head; this kiss no longer made my heart flutter like before...
After the Prisoner left, the quiet room was only filled with the sheer curtains fluttering by the window as I stared blankly at the place where he had disappeared. No matter how proud he was, how could he know what others were feeling? This is why everything had developed to this point.
...
By the time Shi, Dong, and Sha reappeared in my room, it was already late. I didn't even realize how long I had been lost in thought.
"Miss." Shi called softly.
"Hmm, how is Shun? What did Grandpa Ronda say?" I replied.
"We safely sent Shun back to his residence. Ronda the Dark Lord said that there is nothing he can do about this injury; we can only wait until you return to the Underworld to awaken Shun... Miss, you don't need to have any concerns; the three of us will not back down. Our lives are already in your hands."
"I understand. The road ahead may be even more difficult; either you or I could—"
"Miss, we take pride in this."
"Ha ha, you're right. Alright, let's set off now!"
...
Continuing south under the moonlight.
"Miss, there's a sound of crying," Shishi said.
"Is it a human's cry?" Yes, I sensed a human presence.
But ever since that night when Shun was injured, I dared not act recklessly. Kurozawa is cunning in the dark, and we are already at a disadvantage in the light.
"It's a person, but there are foreign objects nearby. Miss, be careful," Shishi warned.
"Could it be another trap like that night? Is Kurozawa trying to lure us in again?"
"It doesn't seem like it. He shouldn't be that foolish. The crying is genuine, and the foreign objects nearby don't seem to be aggressive. Do you feel it?" Shishi asked the two behind us.
Dong nodded, and Sha also agreed.
I sighed in relief; it seemed to be just an ordinary little ghost. Capturing it and sending it to the underworld would suffice.
An old house, a somewhat dilapidated siheyuan, looked like it hadn't been attended to for a long time. The small garden in the courtyard had long since withered and faded.
Inside, an old man sat on an antique sofa, flipping through something, while a yellow dog lay quietly at his feet.
"Woof woof woof!" The dog spotted us and barked wildly.
Even though we could intentionally conceal ourselves from humans, these spirit animals could still see our shadows.
"Shh, we won't harm your master. We're here to help him—" I said in a tone meant to reassure the little one as much as possible.
"Miss, let me handle this," said Shi with a smile.
"Well, we have spirits here, so they can communicate naturally without me having to exert any effort like with a dog."
"Alright, miss."
"Um, what did the dog say?"
"It's the old man's companion, still here and unwilling to leave, accompanying him every night."
So that's how it is... It seems it's not a trap set by Kurozawa.
The past few nights have been fraught with danger, and I truly don't know what to do in this sudden situation.
"What do you think we should do? Send that old lady away?" As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a figure flicker in the bedroom.
Sigh, it must be the lady of the house.
"It might be a bit difficult. That old man is bound," Shi said, looking towards the bedroom.
"Bound? What does that mean? Did the old man use a spell to bind that old lady?"
"It's because of that old man, but it wasn't intentional. It's his deep affection..."
"Missing her too much to want to leave, caring too much to wish for rebirth." I murmured as I walked over to the grandfather. Under the dim yellow light, he was flipping through an old photo album, large tears falling onto the pages, his wrinkled hands trembling as he wiped them away again and again.
The album was filled with inscriptions: 'In the next life, you will still be my bride,' 'Don't leave me alone,' 'Remember the way back.'
The old man picked up a pen and wrote new words beside them: 'I know you are still by my side; don't go far, my companion.'
"Come out, grandma; I won't make things difficult for you," I called out.
There was no response; she still didn't believe me.
"Grandma, I'm telling the truth. I understand how you feel; there's no need to hide. Please listen to me, there is a difference between the living and the dead. Continuing like this will only harm both you and Grandpa."
...
"Come in and talk, child." After a long pause, a voice came from inside the room.
"Grandma, my name is Xi Meng. I am a Dream Soul Master from the human realm, and I won't harm Grandpa." Grandma sat in front of a wooden vanity, her expression sorrowful, not as kindly as she appeared in the photo album.
"Is he still looking at the photo album?"
"Yes, Grandpa is a bit sad."
"You can tell that he won't live much longer. Will you let me accompany him on his final journey?" Grandma looked at me, her face expressionless as she spoke.
"...Grandma, no matter how long Grandpa has left, this is not where you should be."
"Little girl, can't you understand?"
"I—"
"I can't get out; really, I can't leave this room." Grandma lowered her head and sighed.
"...What is going on?" I asked in surprise. Could this really happen?
"It's true. I had no idea I was dead. One morning I woke up as usual and found my husband sitting by the bed crying. When I spoke to him, he didn't respond and was holding my photo. I reached out to touch him, but I couldn't make contact. It wasn't until some time passed that I realized I might not be in this world anymore."
"Departed? What does this mean?"
"This situation rarely occurs unless the bond between two people is exceptionally deep, their souls intertwined... However, miss, if you truly send this old lady away under these circumstances, I'm afraid the one outside won't last much longer either."
"Could it be that Grandpa can really sense Grandma's presence?"
"That's right, I think so."
Outside the house, a sound of footsteps approached. Grandpa, leaning on his cane, slowly opened the bedroom door and walked toward the vanity, softly saying, "My dear, it's time to rest."
I was taken aback and looked at Shi, but he seemed too serious, lost in thought.
"Just a moment," Grandma replied with a smile.
As Grandpa lay down on the bed, he settled on the right side. He carefully opened the blanket and tucked Grandma in.
Everything really seemed as if they could see each other...
"I know you've always been in this room."
A chill ran through me; it was so strange. They were clearly ordinary humans, ordinary ghosts—how could they possibly do something so contrary to logic?
The dim light flickered slightly. Once Grandpa fell asleep, Grandma got up and came to stand in front of me.
"You see, we can't leave each other at all." Saying this, she walked toward the bedroom door, as if there were truly a barrier blocking her way.
"What should we do, Shi?"
Shi looked troubled and shook his head behind me.
I couldn't bring myself to act.
...
"How about I help you? Hahahahaha."
"No, it's Kurozawa!"
A black figure swaying in the wind appeared outside the window, provoking a flurry of barking.
"Be quiet, little one."
After a brief whimper, the barking ceased.
"Kurozawa, what do you want?!" I stood in front of my grandmother.
"I'm just here to help you since you seem to be in a difficult situation," Kurozawa said with a smile.
"No need. I told you not to involve innocent people. We'll settle our matters ourselves!"
"Hahaha, Xi Meng, you really are amusing. Seeing you in pain makes me happy. So how about this? I will touch the people around you." Kurozawa suddenly appeared in front of us and spoke to my grandmother. "Why don't I help you? Then you can stay by his side forever."
My grandmother peeked out from behind me, seemingly tempted.
"Grandma, don't listen to him! He's a devil and will hurt you."
"A devil? I'm not heartless like you, trying to tear others apart. Old lady, how about I help you stay with your boss forever? You two will never be separated again."
"Really?" My grandmother stepped out from behind me and looked at Kurozawa.
"Grandma, don't believe him!"
"Fine, if you don't believe me, then what can you do? Tell me."
"I—"
"That's right, all you do is separate old couples and keep them apart."
"…Kurozawa, shut up. Put away your tempting tricks; sending the Dying Person to hell is my dreamlike duty."
"Then go ahead and selflessly send her to hell... Listen, old lady, she’s here to take you to hell."
The old lady immediately looked behind Kurozawa, fear evident in her eyes as she looked at me.
"Grandma, I won't do that."
"Stop lying, Xi Meng, you can't defeat me... Hahahaha, look, the old lady is moved."
I was taken aback; this was bad, Kurozawa had succeeded!
The old lady was enveloped in a dark aura, surrounded by a strange atmosphere. Her eyes flashed with a fierce light as she glared at us.
"That's right, go ahead. Remove her and you can be with your old partner forever; no one can stop you."
"Miss, be careful, make your move," Sha said.
I took a few steps back; how could I make a move now?!
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