She let out a faint sigh, her body instantly turning to dust and scattering in the wind.
I shed tears, collecting the soul in my palm, stood up and looked at the bamboo house, then flicked my finger. The house instantly turned to mist.
Emerging from the forest, dusk had fallen, and the deadline for the life-and-death curse drew nearer.
I’m not sure how long it had been since I’d been back. Pushing open the door made me cough as dust filled the air. I walked inside, got some water, and wiped down the furniture.
After working all night, I finally cleaned everything. Leaving and locking the door, I saw the stones I’d placed outside and smiled, bending down to place them under the eaves: “Stones, when I return, I’ll definitely make the stone clan prosper.”
The morning sun had already risen, blindingly white. I preferred the sunset, orange-red and inviting.
I bounced to the green bamboo forest. Before even entering, I heard the familiar sound of mahjong. As soon as I appeared, Jiang Hu Jing fell off his chair.
“Rebirth!”
“Hehe.” I walked around with my hands behind my back, “Mind if I join a round?
“
Everyone exchanged glances, seeming to want to ask something but holding back.
Seeing an empty seat, I immediately sat down, shuffling the tiles: “Today, I’m going to win big!”
Crossing-Over asked: “Rebirth… you seem fine. Have the grudge spirits been resolved?”
I blinked: “Nope.”
As soon as the words fell, everyone started mocking me.
“…Heartless.”
“Heartless.”
“Right, Rebirth has always been heartless.”
“Growing in height but not in heart.”
I shouted: “Keep it up and I’ll flip the table!”
Everyone paused, then started again.
“Bad temper too.”
“Right, not pretty and with a bad temper.”
“Can’t believe the Ghost King liked her.”
“Probably a masochist.”
From the beginning, Yan Gu had this plan. If I kill Qian Yi and take her soul, she wins; if I don’t take her soul, I die, and she still wins. By giving her the soul, she will be reborn again, and even breaking the contract won’t matter.
No matter how I calculate it, she always wins.
But she miscalculated one thing: I would rather die than let her succeed.
The Supreme God asked, “What do you plan to do?”
