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"Chen Ziyue?" I was slightly taken aback. But then again, although we already knew that Chen Ziyue was dead, we only found her arms and her swollen head. We didn't find the rest of her body.

Even so, I couldn't figure it out.

"Since the red-clothed resentful ghost already killed Chen Ziyue, then why did she keep Chen Ziyue's corpse by her side? They had such a huge grudge when they were alive, so logically speaking, once Zhao Xue kills Chen Ziyue, she should be anxious to directly grind Chen Ziyue's bones to dust in order to vent his anger. If she kept her limbs by her side, wouldn't it be a burden if she watched? "

Shen Tuo didn't seem to be able to figure it out. His brows furrowed as he took out a cigarette from his pocket. Just as he was about to light it up, he saw that I had taken a step back.

"Girls are pretentious."

I was stunned for a moment and was immediately rendered speechless by Shen Tuo's words. Indeed, compared to the past, I have changed a lot.

Taking advantage of Shen Tuo turning around to look at the autopsy results, I glanced at him. I felt that he had unexpectedly aged quite a bit in just a few days.

"Shen Tuo, is there anything else?" "No, I'm going, I'm a little worried," I said later, but he must have guessed what I was going to say.

Shen Tuo didn't turn his head around. Instead, he waved his hand and said: "It's fine. You should go back to where the old man is first. Perhaps, you will be busy until very late today."

Shen Tuo suddenly called out to me. I turned my head around and saw from afar that he said something to a colleague who was wearing police uniform. Then, that fellow in police uniform ran to my side.

"Brother Shen said it's not safe for you to travel alone at night. I'll send you back."

My heart was full of Zi Sang's internal injuries, so I naturally thought it would be better for me to go back as soon as possible. I didn't want to be polite with him, so I thanked my younger brother and got into the police car.

This little police brother seems to have visited Shen Tuo's house quite a bit. After making a few familiar turns, in just ten minutes, we had already arrived at Grandpa Shen Tuo's house.

As soon as I saw that quaint door, my anxiety rose to a high pitch. I didn't even bother to say goodbye to the policeman who had brought me back, and I scurried into the yard.

Naturally, his grandfather was still resting. In the entire courtyard, there was only one room with lights on.

That was Bai Weiwei's room. Ever since she was attacked by Zhao Xue in the middle of the night, she had to turn on a light to sleep.

Just then, by the light of her lamp, I tiptoed into my room.

I had expected Zishan to come back here to heal from such a serious injury, but I searched all over, but there was no sign of Zishan's body, only the book lying quietly on the table facing the window.

I suddenly felt weak all over, as if I had lost all of my support. I sat down on a chair, unable to recover for a long time.

I touched my stomach, which was still flat. I leaned forward and collapsed on the table.

I'm having a particularly bad time now. I know the whole thing looks like I'm taking the risk, but in fact it's the Sang-San who's always standing by my side taking the risk for me.

In order to help me, in the name of a ghost, he would follow me around in broad daylight without saying a word. In order to save me, he even interfered in the affairs of the mortal world many times.

Suddenly, I remembered that Zhao Xue said that if he interfered in the affairs of the mortal world without permission, it would affect his future. If he helped me, would she be pulled down from the position of Ghost King by the ghosts in the mortal world?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. I seemed to see the impoverished Zishan's lung being bullied by a group of kids into a corner. His goddess-like face was a little dirty, and his previously spotless clothes were now covered in dust.

I was still thinking when a bean-sized bead of sweat landed on the table with a plop, followed by a somewhat weak voice calling out to me in my mind. The scene returned to darkness.

It was Zishan's death!

My heart was instantly filled with joy. I hastily asked, "Zi Sang's death, how are you?! Is the injury serious? "I …" I paused, the words coming out of my mouth, and swallowed them back.

What can I do for you? However, he later felt that there was not much difference between what he said and what he didn't say.

He is a ghost, and I am a human. No matter how great my medical skills are, it is impossible for me to heal him as a spirit body.

After that half sentence, my mood dropped to the bottom for a while.

Noticing the change in my expression, he paused for a moment, then actually smiled and said, "Yan Nuo, if you are really worried for This King, you can say it aloud. This King might recover faster after hearing it."

I was so embarrassed that my face was burning and my head was falling lower and lower. I said to him in a mosquito-like voice, "Not proper."

I could feel that he was probably looking at me from somewhere, but I didn't dare to raise my head. I was afraid that the moment I looked up, I would see him standing in front of me.

After a long while, Sang Shen suddenly said in a serious tone, "Yan Nuo, I need to go back to the underworld."

I was stunned for a moment before realizing that this wasn't a joke. I immediately raised my head and asked, "Return to the Underworld?" Are you really badly hurt? "Oh right, Zhao Xue said that meddling in the affairs of the mortal world will affect your future. Am I implicating you?"

Suddenly, the sound of Zishan's voice died away, and at that moment, someone behind me gave me a light pat.

I quickly opened my eyes and turned around. Sure enough, the tall figure of Zishan was standing right behind me. However, although the sky was still dark, Zishan's body did not have the usual solid appearance. Instead, it appeared translucent and was extremely unstable.

"You are This King's woman, and you are This King's woman. Your matters are naturally This King's matters as well, so how can you talk about being a burden?"

"I don't know," Zishan said, coming closer to me. By the time he said the last word, he was only a hand away. I backed away instinctively, but there was a table behind me, and I couldn't get out.

I panicked. I, who had never experienced love before, didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of me.

He took me by the waist and led me to him, then buried his head in my ear.

With that, Zishan turned his head and placed a light kiss on my neck before disappearing as if he had never appeared before.

"Yan Nuo, although we've found Zhao Xue's corpse, her death wish has not been completely removed. Remember to seal her."

The sound of Zishan's voice echoed in my head again, but it was much farther away now than before.

When my mind finally cleared from its confusion, I gathered all my thoughts together and gave him a hurried reply.

Then I suddenly realized something. He could have been talking to me mentally all the time, so why did he reveal himself just now?

Was it just to kiss me?

I suddenly thought of the few times I had intimate moments with Zishan.

This was the first time he didn't want to recall anything. At that time, all he wanted to do was to eat bad food, so that he could be as strong as a ghost. The second time was on that peach blossom bridge, and to seal my mouth, he suddenly threw himself at me and kissed me, but when he woke up he found that it was only an illusion, not real, and the third time was this one.

Just like an ordinary couple, doing the most ordinary thing between a couple, I thought back to that dragonfly kiss on the back of Zishan's head, and my face suddenly felt like it was on fire.

While I was lost in my thoughts, the sky started to brighten up. Grandpa Shen Ta came out of his room, and following that, the courtyard door was slammed open.

I jumped in fright, and the pink image in my mind disappeared in an instant.

I thought it was Zhao Xue. I stood up in a fluster and was about to rush out to ask Bai Weiwei to hide, when I saw Shen Tuo rushing towards my room with two dark circles under his eyes.

He came to my room without knocking and rushed in without closing the door.

"Yan Nuo, I know why Chen Ziyue's arm was by Zhao Xue's corpse."

Through Shen Ta's narration, I gradually understood that it wasn't a coincidence that Chen Ziyue's arm appeared in Zhao Xue's coffin, nor was it that Zhao Xue wanted to add fuel to the fire.

She had actually devoured Chen Ziyue's corpse! The hand in the coffin was the only one left.

One is the devouring of the soul, just like Su Xiao. Her physical body still exists, but her soul has already been pulled out by Zhao Xue and assimilated into her Nascent Soul to become her power. The other is Chen Ziyue.

Seeing that Shen Tuo's mouth was a little dry, I hurriedly poured a cup of water for him and passed it to him. After drinking it all in one go, Shen Tuo lit up a cigarette and said, "Zhao Xue's devouring of Chen Ziyue is a devouring of the body. Compared to the devouring of the soul, this is a very cruel and very slow method."

I listened attentively to Shen Ta's words. Then, I felt my spine break out in a cold sweat.

According to Shen Tuo, if Zhao Xue wanted to complete the devouring process, he would need to put her corpse together with Chen Ziyue's corpse. Then, she would have to divide out a sliver of resentment and wrap it around Chen Ziyue's corpse.

However, because a human's soul contained three souls and seven souls, the Seven Souls felt that as long as the seven souls didn't disperse, even the soul would feel pain and feel pain.

Therefore, as Chen Ziyue's corpse was slowly devoured by those resentful thoughts, Chen Ziyue's soul would feel pain from every part of her body every day.

"No wonder Chen Ziyue is already dead and still wants to ask for help."

I thought about how Chen Ziyue had written "Save me" all over the wall when I invited the ghost from her dorm. It turned out that it wasn't because I wanted to die, but because I wanted to cry for help after I died.

This could also explain why, at the edge of the artificial lake, Chen Ziyue's hand would grab onto me like a drowning person.

She must have forcefully separated a part of her body from Zhao Xue's side and came to ask for help.