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Indeed.

Actually, before he said that, everything I said was just a guess, and my heart had always been hanging by a thread. And now, after receiving his acknowledgment, my hanging heart has finally dropped.

However, it fell a little too heavily, and there was a scar on his heart.

"Yan Nuo, there are some things that it's better for you to not know. Will you blame me for making the decision on my own?" Zi Ye's tone was harsh, and the end of the question didn't make it obvious that he was asking me if I would or wouldn't, but rather telling me that I shouldn't be blamed.

He did it for my own good, so why would I blame him? It's just that he had a knot in his heart that made me sad.

Zi Ye stood up from the stone bench. His slender figure stood in front of me, blocking the already dark light. I couldn't see his face.

"If you mind if you forget about it, then start over."

Zi Ye turned around and magically changed into a purple feathered robe. In the blink of an eye, his long hair was tied behind his head. His stubborn and delicate face completely appeared in front of me.

He was like an elegant young master who would appear in my comics, floating down to the mortal world with an immortal face.

No, the Netherworld.

Even though I was still thinking about that goosebumps, when I saw that face, I was momentarily stunned.

Zi Ye looked at my expression and smiled. With a low and deep voice that sounded like it was melted ice and snow in April, he said, "Miss Yan Nuo, I am Zi Ye."

It was the most classic opening line in the play. I did not flinch, amused by his appearance.

"Yan Nuo."

I didn't want to let go of that lump, but I saw clearly what was called "undoing the bell and tying the bell" … … In a situation where the untying of the bell wasn't going to be done, I had no other way but to continue living.

I feel like I lost something when I was a kid. I couldn't find it when I lost it, but after a while, he would probably appear in front of me.

It's no use worrying now anyway, so I might as well watch the show.

I looked up under Ziye's shadow and smiled at him. "You …"

Before he could say the word "good", a bright voice suddenly came from the entrance of the small courtyard, "You're laughing so foolishly!"

My whole face went stiff!

"Zi Ye, you want this kind of trash?" the man boasted to Ziye from behind me.

I saw Zi Ye's expression darken. His gentle gaze turned cold in an instant. "Who let you in!?"

That person smiled and said, "What you're saying is quite interesting. When I go back to my own home, do I need your approval?" After saying that, he stretched out his hand from my side, reaching towards the cup of water Zi Ye had just given me.

Just as I was about to take it away, I pressed his hand down. "This is mine."

Ever since I was young, I have been a school belle in school for over ten years. Not counting the already lost memories, this is the first time I've heard someone describe me as "this kind of trash". To be told by someone who hasn't seen me before makes me a little angry.

I used a bit of force to hold his hand. He put down the cup and walked around me. "Yo, I can't see that. Have you gained a temper?"

"That's my temper from the start." I stood up and met his gaze.

The youth's eyes were bright and his teeth were white, his face like jade. He looked like the "Sir Mo" in the novels. His amber eyes were embedded in his slightly raised peach blossom eyes, making him seem like a ghost that was not living in the underworld.

It was this mouth that really gave him quite a bit of face. Let me automatically screen his face from the moment I see him.

"Zi Ye, why is your wife's temper like yours? Is there still any warmth left in your house? " The youth frowned at me and said, "Yan Nuo, shouldn't you be a bit more gentle? At that time, all of our women were able to memorize the ways of the world and worshipped the Three Virgins and Nine Lives."

"You were different from me then, I was born with this personality."

I rolled my eyes at him.

Judging from this person's appearance and the contents of his words, one could tell that he must have been buried in the ground a long time ago.

At this time, Zi Ye turned around and embraced me. With a cold gaze, he said to that person, "What does she look like has nothing to do with you. Get out."

Saying that, the person who was in front of me just now actually rose into the air and floated towards the door. His face was filled with disbelief and he almost floated to the door.

There was a dark blue color on his jade-like face. "Zi Ye, stop it quickly! Be careful that I take your wife away! "

After that, the young man was sent flying. With a "boom", the sound of something heavy landing on the ground came from the forest outside the courtyard.

I was so shocked that I didn't react for a long time. I was only held in my arms by Ziye until dust rose from the forest. Ziye's voice came back from the top of my head. "Are you hungry? I'll bring you to find something to eat."

Only then did my soul return to the driving shell. With a pu pu pu sound, I laughed, pointed at the direction that man flew off to, and asked Zi Ye, "Who was that person just now?"

"Ask him what for?"

I didn't notice the strangeness in Ziye's voice, but happily looked at the distant dust cloud and laughed. "It's nothing. I just thought that this person was quite interesting."

I felt a chill behind me. When I raised my head to look at Zi Ye, his face was covered in a layer of frost. I thought that I was laughing at his friend and he got angry, so I hurriedly followed to apologize, "No, I mean him. Actually, he didn't mean any harm."

A cry of pain came from the dust in the distance, "Zi Ye, I'll kill you!"

"The Yin Street is the only place in the Underworld where ghosts don't revive. There is no beginning and no end. As long as a ghost lives here, they have given up on reincarnation or need to be replaced before they can reincarnate."

I walked all the way listening to Ziye about Yinjie Street.

Ziye took me to Yinjie Street and said he was going to take me to eat.

But I didn't give any hope of what I was going to eat. Meat, if it wasn't human, I would be thankful. As for whether there will be any vegetables, I don't think that on this Bloody Day in the Underworld, there would be any vegetables or fruits. I haven't seen green plants since I walked out of the courtyard gate. No, I haven't even stepped out of the courtyard gate yet.

So I was a little desperate about food.

But that doesn't contradict my curiosity about the street.

Along the way, I asked Ziye about the matters of Yin Street, from the history to the development, and then to the shops. I was almost going to inquire about the human nature of this place.

However, the one who had been following us all this time seemed to be extremely disdainful of my curiosity.

I asked, "Where is this place?"

He would always ask Zi Ye, "You don't even know this?"

Fortunately, this conversation ended on the third time he interrupted her. Zi Ye pulled out something and stuck it to his mouth. That thing looked fragile, but it was actually extremely sturdy. As long as it was attached to him, he wouldn't be able to take it off. Furthermore, if he were to touch it with his hands, his forehead would be covered in sweat.

I am very grateful to this little thing, and I like it very much.

On the way, I was a little thirsty, so I told Ziye to drink some water, but not to enter those teahouses. It was very eerie inside, so Ziye told me not to wander around, and we went to a teahouse on the corner.

And on the way we had to go, I glanced around and saw that there was a candy store there. I watched as the old man lowered his head and took out a piece of bright red candy from a small box. He rubbed it with his hand and blew lightly on it, causing a particularly mischievous little thing to leap into the air.

I was so engrossed in the scene that I momentarily forgot about Zi Ye's instructions. As it just so happened that the restrictions of the people beside me were gone, I mysteriously walked up to the candy vendor.

"How much is this thing?" I stood in front of his stall for a long time. Seeing that the old man had no intention of responding to me, I asked him this question.

But he also said that he was wholeheartedly playing candy. However, the sugar doll's appearance had changed. It was no longer that delicate little thing, but a person's appearance.

The style was unique and lifelike. Furthermore, it looked extremely familiar.

I picked up a girl he'd just blown and played with it for a while, looking more and more familiar, and when I saw the eyes, I saw it.

Wasn't the sugar figurine he was blowing exactly like me?

It was just that this mini version of me was a little incomplete, so I couldn't see my legs through the gap in the bottom of my jacket.

"This …" I had just started my sentence when the old man suddenly raised his head and looked me in the eye. My blood instantly became cold as I took several steps back, only stabilizing after colliding with a passerby.

The old man who had looked me in the eye had no eyes, only a patch of red flesh in his empty eye sockets. His nose seemed to have been gouged out, his two nostrils exposed, and the flesh on his lips looked as if it had been eaten by an animal. There were jagged teeth marks.

He smiled in the direction in which I had fallen, revealing a row of toothless gums, and a few fat maggots that I could see clearly even from a distance of at least five meters.

"Little girl, do you want Sugar Man?" He didn't open his mouth, and I don't even know where his voice came from.

I shook my head and tried to back away, forgetting that I had bumped into someone and that the person I had run into was always behind me.

I turned to run, only to see a head as tall as I was, its face covered with algae and its head swollen with water.

He was now almost face-to-face with me.

I could still smell the smell of his water grasses, and the great rancid smell that came into my nostrils a little slower than the smell of the grasses.

My whole body was covered in sweat, and a burst of cold wind suddenly rose up from my spine. My feet had lost all their strength, and after taking a step back, I fell on my back with a thud, I even forgot to cry for help. At this moment, I felt a layer of cold sweat seeping out from the place I collided with him.