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When I returned to the Demon Suppression Cave, the sky had darkened. Si Zui and Jingyi had set up a campfire nearby, while Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were engaged in a serious discussion with the two Daoist priests under the Sophora Tree.
"Ah, Miss Wei, you're back," Si Zui greeted me as he noticed my presence.
"Mm." Unsure of how to respond, I nodded stiffly at him, but fortunately, he seemed not to mind.
As I gazed at the bright flames before me, I found myself lost in thought.
Since A-Qing and the Daoists had no need for illumination, the Potter's Field had never been lit (except for the charcoal used for warmth). During past night patrols, when I needed to see the path clearly, I usually relied on the dim moonlight or emitted my own spirit light to manage. As long as I could see, it was sufficient, and over time, I had grown accustomed to it.
It felt strange to see such a bright fire in the darkness; even A-Qing kept a distance, hesitant to get too close.
"Hey? Little Flower, are you alone? Where are Xiao Hay and... Xue?" A-Qing asked, looking at me with curiosity.
"They've returned to their posts," I replied calmly. "What about this?" I gestured towards the campfire and softly inquired.
"Senior Wei said there were many questions she wanted to ask Master Song, so Mr. Han Guang decided we would stay here in Potter's Field tonight. Sorry for disturbing you, Miss Wei," Si Zui explained.
"It's fine..." After all, whether it was a disturbance or not wasn't up to me to decide.
"Mian Fei, come here for a moment." Noticing the commotion over here, Song Lan suddenly called me over.
"...Yes." I paused briefly before walking over as instructed.
As I reached the tree, just as I was about to ask a question, Wei Wuxian spoke first:
"Little Flower, can I ask you some questions?"
...So you still insist on calling me that like A-Qing?
"Is it?" After a moment of silence, I turned to face him as calmly as possible.
Song Lan shot him a disapproving glance with slightly furrowed brows, seemingly not approving of his choice of address. However, Wei Wuxian paid no attention and continued, "Regarding your Life Pact binding, are there any Condition Restrictions?"
"Condition Restrictions?" It seemed that Song Lan had mentioned something to them. "I'm sorry, your question is too vague; I don't know how to answer."
"Ah, where should I begin..." He scratched his head in frustration and forced a smile. "As everyone knows, under the Yiling Ancestor, there is a formidable and fearsome Ghost General. However, due to some difficult-to-discuss reasons... well, what I actually want to ask is..." Suddenly, he stopped smiling and said seriously, "Is it possible for this Ghost General to also be bound by a Contract like Master Song?"
Here it comes!
I heard the knock of the mission!
The reason why Anyeah granted the skill of Contract was truly for this purpose!
Just as Soul Forging was primarily used to restore Xiao Xingchen's soul, the Contract should be intended for Wen Ning.
I suppressed my racing heart and lowered my voice, "Then, may I ask if this Ghost General has any close friends or trusted individuals still alive who would be willing to share their fate with him?"
"There is." Si Zui suddenly stepped forward, disregarding etiquette to interject. "Mr. Han Guang, Senior Wei, forgive Si Zui for being rude and overstepping; may I take on the role of the one who shares a Contract with Uncle Ning?"
Ah, he got ahead of me... Well, it was never really going to be my turn anyway.
Sigh, I can't help but feel a bit regretful... I thought to myself.
"Si Zui?" Wei Wuxian looked at him in surprise. "No, no, Wen Ning became a zombie because of my reckless actions; therefore, I should take responsibility."
"But I am Uncle Ning's only remaining relative in this world; it should be my duty to bear his life." Si Zui looked at him resolutely. "Please, Senior Wei."
"You stubborn child..." Faced with Si Zui's insistence, Wei Wuxian turned to seek help from Lan Wangji. "Lan Zhan, you should persuade him! Ah Yuan is still young; don't let him wade into these murky waters."
In response, Lan Wangji looked at me. "Miss Wei, in your judgment, who would be more suitable to take on this Contract?"
"I'm sorry; regarding this matter, I have no authority to decide. It depends on whom the Ghost General trusts more," I replied calmly. "After all, if either party has doubts during the Contract process, it will be difficult for it to succeed."
"Then what happens if the Contract fails?" Wei Wuxian asked solemnly.
"It's nothing much, just that both sides were unable to successfully establish the Contract," I replied calmly.
"So, in the end, it still depends on Wen Ning's own will, right..." Wei Wuxian muttered to himself for a moment. "By the way, Little Flower, does this Contract affect the lives of the living? Do they need to share half with the other party?"
"No, although it is a shared fate, the contract itself primarily focuses on shared death. Thus, it is the existence of the living that becomes the host connecting to the deceased's soul. It will not have any impact on their lifespan. However, after the Contract is established, there may be unforeseen changes due to the compatibility of both parties, like the empathic connection Master Song experienced," I explained.
"Then what if the deceased side is first destroyed or completely obliterated?" he asked again.
"When the deceased side is eliminated, the contract will automatically dissolve, and the living side will perceive this—nothing more," I answered.
"Hmm... From what I hear, it seems that there is no particular impact on the living, but there are also no benefits? What was the purpose of creating this technique? Is this Contracting Technique something your master invented?" His curiosity was evident.
"No, as far as I know, my master learned it from elsewhere. My master believes this technique is suitable as a mechanism for certain undead beings to return to dust, which is why it was passed down to me."
"Then, would you be willing to help me... no, help Ghost General with this Contract?"
"Since you already have a candidate for the Contract, based on the principle that the deceased must return to dust, this is naturally not an issue," I readily agreed. "So, do you want to summon Ghost General here now?"
"No," he said, looking troubled as he scratched his head. "I promised to let him walk his own path; I no longer have the right to force him. So...," he smiled at me meaningfully. "I wonder if you could accompany me to Gusu?"
"...Huh?" At his words, I found myself momentarily stunned.
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