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My heart felt warm. Could it be that Ziye wanted to learn how to cook this meal? I immediately grabbed Zi Ye's hand. The ice-cold feeling flowed from the tip of my finger all the way to my heart. My blood was warm, while his hand was cold. A cold feeling converged in his blood vessels. It was indescribably comfortable.

"Then can you cook for me every day from now on?"

I've already decided what to eat. Today is shrimp and liver tip, tomorrow, if I do a bamboo shoot, it's best to have a boiled fish.

In the end, with the next sentence of Zi Ye, I threw all the things I wanted to eat to the back of my mind.

He said, "After you finish eating this time, you can stay away from food for half a month. Moreover, we are not here solely for this meal. There is another matter."

He had a bad premonition in his heart. "What is it?"

Ziye took out a black book from his feathered coat. I actually recognized it, but there were a lot of things related to it that I couldn't remember, or rather, skipped over.

There was no need to think about it, that memory definitely had something to do with Zi Ye.

I took the book from Ziye. The cushion was the same as before. There was no change at all. On the cover of the book, the fierce and ferocious dark patterns of the Taotie were still as lifelike as before.

"Yin Shu!"

Zi Ye was slightly stunned. "You remember it?"

I rubbed back and forth on its pitch-black cover, flipping the pages inside. "Of course I remember. I remember when I was in the world of the living, I used it to seal something. What was it?"

Forgot it again!

I flipped to the second page of the Book of Yin, and was still trying to figure out what was sealed at that time, when a woman in red suddenly appeared on the page. The difference in color was too great, and the color of the red appeared too suddenly.

"What is this!" I screamed.

Zi Ye looked at the yin book and then looked at the terrified me. His red eyes flashed a little as he said, "This is an evil ghost that was sealed in the past. You will need her this time."

"Evil ghost?" I looked at the girl on the page. She was about the same age as I was, and she was dressed in red. She looked scary when she first saw her, or at least when I looked at her face.

I continued to ask, "What's her name?"

"Zhao Xue." The red-clothed vengeful spirit's power is average in the Netherworld. "

I continued to turn back, and after her there was a very strange portrait, but with the first one ready, I was very calm when I saw the rest. "What is this?"

A leatherless person with a cat's head. However, compared to the first one, the second one seems to be missing something. I don't know how I was able to see through this either. It was just a feeling.

Zi Ye said, "This is the Skinner. He is different from Zhao Xue, he doesn't have a soul and can't be summoned, but once you learn the purification technique and assimilate his evil aura, you can reclaim his power and use it for yourself."

As I listened, I nodded my head and continued flipping through the pages. There were no more portraits. In other words, there were only these two monsters sealed within the book.

I was actually a little disappointed. Did I seal only two evil spirits before?

Zi Ye looked at me as I finished flipping through the Yin Book. He sat up straight and said with a serious expression, "Do you know that Sister Jing, who lives with you, has a younger brother in the Underworld?"

I didn't expect Zi Ye to say this the moment he opened his mouth. My heart skipped a beat. Of course, he knew that child's importance to Sister Jing was only half a life. After he died in a car accident, Sister Jing spent a long time in a soulless state and took half a year to recover.

The year he died, we went to the memorial service at Sis Jing's house. When I saw how badly he looked when he was hit by a car, my heart ached.

But why did Ziye suddenly start talking about this? Could it be that what he said had something to do with the child?

"Do you want to save him?"

I was shocked again. When I mentioned saving him, I naturally thought of reviving someone. "You mean to revive him?"

Zi Ye shook his head and replied, "No, it's to get him out of the prison in vain. That child died due to an accident before his life ended, and is now imprisoned in a complete waste of time, along with all those who died due to an accident. "

"If I don't save him, he'll have to wait inside until his own death before he can enter the cycle of reincarnation or the Yin Street. I've seen his Book of Life and Death before, if I let him continue waiting, then he'll have to wait at least 35 years."

"Thirty-five years!" I couldn't help but exclaim.

Doesn't that mean that if nothing happened, he could at least be sister and brother with Sister Jing for thirty-five years? Thirty-five years later, Sister Jing must have gotten married and had a baby. The family would distract her a lot, and even if she had, she wouldn't have had that kind of terrible sadness.

However, it was this car crash that had moved a child's life thirty-five years ahead of schedule and thrown it into the underworld. He had let his big sister experience an overwhelming pain.

"I want to save him." I said this to Ziye, but when I said it, I knew it wouldn't be a good way.

Ziye's dark red eyes stared at me for a while. His expression was one of struggle, as if he was trying to convince himself of something. "Are you really going?"

"I want to go."

Ignoring the fact that Zi Ye suddenly mentioned this to me, whether or not he had his own thoughts or not, since I know about it, I won't sit idly by and do nothing. Moreover, this matter involved Sister Jing and her brother.

Zi Ye raised his eyebrows, the lines of his handsome face taut. "You really must persevere."

I nodded, not hesitating about my choice. But I'm not an idiot so I naturally know that Zi Ye must have another motive in mind that is different from saving that child.

"Zi Ye, didn't you just say this to me just now to get me to agree? Since I've agreed, what are you worried about?" At this moment, I was completely at peace with myself, and even had some intentions of persuading Zi Ye.

"I know you're worried about my safety. Although I haven't been to that useless prison, I still know what kind of place it is when I hear the name. "Believe me, I will take good care of myself."

"Don't you want to know why I let you go?" Zi Ye raised his eye's tail, "Are you not afraid that I will harm you? I am someone who would even dare to erase your memories. "

I giggled. "Zi Ye, are you saying that I have to be wary of you?"

Zi Ye's expression instantly stiffened. "That's not what I meant."

"From the moment I said those words to you in the courtyard, I already chose to believe you."

"It does hurt me to have you erase my memory, but I'm not always counting him down to hatred. I'm not going to pay you back with a grudge. "

"If I'm not wrong, the reason why you mentioned Sister Jing's brother to me is not because you want me to save him, but because you want me to go to a useless prison. As for whether or not you want me to save him, it's just a side matter.

"So you still want to go?" Zi Ye stood up and walked two steps forward before turning around to face me.

I still nodded. "I want to go." Even if this is a small arrangement of yours, I will still go, because this is the most important thing I will do. "

Your small matter is my big matter, my big matter is your small matter. These words seemed to conflict with each other, but as long as you finish the two things, there wouldn't be any conflict.

"Zi Ye, regarding your plan, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask. But since you told me about this child, I will do my best to save him."

"Since you know that he is not involved in the plan, what good do you think it would do you?"

"Nothing," I said frankly.

"Then you …" Zi Ye was still emphasizing the important points, but I no longer had any more important points to share with him.

I craned my neck and looked up at him. "I'm going."

"… …" Zi Ye was shocked by my stubbornness, and after a long period of silence, he still lost to me in the end. With a stiff tone, he said, "I don't know if it's right or wrong for me to tell you this."

Wherever there are so many right and wrong to distinguish, they are all used for a single purpose. It's just that I don't hate your methods, so you haven't seen my methods yet.

I looked down at the shadowy ground under Ziye's feet. My heart was in disarray like a snowflake flying in the sky in December. Without any pattern, without any clue, without any momentum.

There was only confusion regarding the scenery of the world that would appear after the snow had passed.

Agreeing was one thing, actually doing it was another.

If my heart was firm when I promised Ziye, then my heart was tragic when I stood at the door of this deathless prison.

I had thought that the death row was called a "prison," as it was often seen in TV dramas, with its high walls and cold courtyards, its gloomy basement, and its narrow wooden cages cut into small blocks. So I would never associate it with a city.

But the truth is that I did appear at the gates of a city.

We entered through a door at the back of the restaurant. First, we passed through a dark tunnel. Then, with a flash of white light, we appeared in a desert.

A strong wind blew across the desert, and the wind howled. The fine sand that was stuck in the wind made the flesh on my face look as if it was being cut by a tiny knife.

If Zi Ye hadn't protected me with the barrier in time, I felt that the strong wind would have lasted for a while.

He held me close to him, minimizing the distance between us. We struggled in the sand.

Zi Ye's magic inside was controlled. Apart from the barrier, he couldn't use any other powerful defensive techniques. Thus, the only way for him to protect me was to tighten his tall body and allow me to stick to his body.

I could hear his strong heartbeat through the wind in my chest.

He was like a mountain that stood erect in a desert desert wall. His purpose was to protect me as I arrived at the entrance of the city where the words "Prison of Abandonment" were carved on it.

At the edge of the Gobi Desert, the huge tower of the 'death row' stood in the yellow sand. From afar, the two sets of city gates looked like the faces of two giants. Only when they got closer did they see that it was a door made up of many human faces.

The face had been blown away by the desert wind for thousands of years, some had become completely mummified, a layer of dried skin wrapped around the skeleton; some had just been folded, the blood hadn't dried yet, and the dripping red liquid was blown into the air, flying high with the yellow sand, and no one knew where it would end up.

Ziye and I stood beneath the huge city gate and looked up. I felt like we were ants in terms of size.

And now, my little ant is going to rob a person in that big city.

The wind suddenly blew around me, and I felt as if I had been thrown into the South Pole without clothes. The extreme difference in the temperature between my body and my mind made my vision turn black.

Just a moment ago, he was just saying that he wasn't nervous, but the moment he walked in, his heart was already burning with anxiety.

Just as I was about to sell a step, Zi Ye's "Every step you take, you have to shout out how many steps you have already taken" rushed to my mouth. I hastily shouted, "One!"

After looking forward, I completely immerse myself in those 1234, until I have already counted to over a hundred. I am a little tired from walking, and Zi Ye's words, which were calling me from behind, didn't even come out.

I already said that he was too nervous. Aside from the fact that he was a bit colder, what other voice would there be that spoke to me from behind?

There's a kind of man in the world who says bad things when he speaks, and we call that man a crow's beak, but I never knew there was such a thing as a crow's heart in the world, and yet I didn't know that crow's heart would ever appear in me again.

I thought it was too good that there wasn't any sound calling me from behind, but before I could take my next step, I heard a voice from behind me.

My whole body tensed up when I said that single word.