The Corpse Soul World had never been the peaceful paradise that the rumors said it was.
Surviving meant consuming spiritual droplets.
From the moment a person was born, to adulthood, and then to death, his soul greedily and unknowingly absorbed the nutrients of the world. The food he ate, the clothes he wore, the shelter he lived in…all came from the blessings of the earth and sunlight. As long as they existed in the world, no one could completely break away from this law.
However, if these " spiritual droplets " were controlled by others, this rule would also fall apart.
Barren areas, such as grass deer, rice noodles, people do not have a living, depressed to live.
Whereas prosperous and fertile places like Jingling Palace were bustling with people, a scene of prosperity.
A thousand years ago, a ruling system built on the lies of the Spiritual King was born.
Those who possessed spiritual power enjoyed a respected status and few talents. They were born with privileges that others could not, but at the same time, they also carried heavy responsibilities that were difficult to describe. They were the existences that guarded the balance between this world and the other world.
People called him the Grim Reaper.
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Flowing Soul Street, Run Lin An.
"…God created the world, but abandoned it. The big shots of Team Zero built the Spirit King Palace to maintain the order of the world and sealed the Eightfold Wall Divine Sword to prevent the disaster from happening again. However, the Spirit King was already dead, and what was alive was just an empty shell!”
In Qingshang Izakaya, a young man was reading a booklet in his hand. A few people gathered around him to listen to his story, all of them looking forward to it.
"What, is it the creation myth today?”One of the listeners laughed out loud. He picked up a plate of fried prawns and threw it into his mouth." Kid, you really want to be a writer."”
"Shh, don't interrupt. It's just beginning!”
The young man was a little angry. He cleared his throat and continued to read the handwritten booklet in his hand. Because he had flipped through it too many times, the corners of the booklet were yellow and wrinkled.
" However, if the world loses the Spiritual King, it will become disorderly and chaotic. Evil souls will devour those with weak consciousness and turn them into puppets of the demons, causing the lives of the people to be plunged into misery.”
"Demon puppets?"
"It's empty." The young man explained impatiently.
"Void? Oh, that made sense. However, if you write it like this, no one will be able to understand it! It was too complicated! Can't it be simpler? The readers don't have the energy to care about your choice of words and sentences.”
His bald head reflected the light like a light bulb. Coupled with the mocking lines, it was even more comical.
"Please stop interrupting me, Mr. Stripe-Eye!!”The young man raised his voice, wanting to finish his story." And there is only one power that can break the tragedy of the void, and that is the sealed Eightfold EnSword! No one knew where this sword was, but the person who obtained this sword would definitely be able to save the Corpse Soul World.”
"Hmm…it's a good opening, but what about after that?”
"Oh, I haven't thought about it yet." The young man admitted honestly.
Stripe-eyed put down his wine glass in disappointment."Huh? You haven't even started the plot yet, right?”
"This is what literature is all about. Without any foundation, isn't it just like a third-rate street novel? Mr. Stripe-Eye, why are you looking at Miss Luan Ju?”
This straightforward question made One Corner's face turn black.
"I didn't! Don't lump me together with those guys who worship breasts!!”
"It's so noisy…What's going on today…Why is the Grim Reaper of the Eleventh Division drinking with a poor writer from Flowing Soul Street? How free is he?"
Hearing their clamor, the girl standing by the window helplessly covered her forehead with a headache.
She was a helper at this izakaya. Recently, she often saw those guys with loud voices coming to visit. It was a painstaking effort to maintain the silence in the shop.
"I feel that this story has a special meaning.”
A woman's voice came from beside him. It was the owner of this izakaya, Ji Zi Cenglin.
Ji Zi walked past with a tray in one hand and smiled at her.
" Ah, Miss Ji Zi…" Xiao Zou quickly stood up straight." I'll go get the wine right away!”
"Wine is the same as writing. It takes time to taste it. Isn't it interesting?"
She always said such profound words. Xiao Zou felt that if she were to write a book, it would definitely be much more exciting than that half-baked author.
After Xiao Zou left, Ji Zi leaned against the window and squinted his eyes, seemingly enjoying the sight of the Misty Rain in the distance. Due to the heavy rain, she could barely make out the rough outline.
It was already midsummer.
This continuous rain, he did not know when it would stop.
Then, she picked up the teacup with the firefly pattern on it and drank it in one gulp. She turned around and walked to the cellar.
The rainy season had arrived, so perhaps the salted vegetables in the cellar should be damp-proof. There were an unusually large number of guests today, as if they had all appeared at Runlin 'an at the same time. It was likely that the collection made last year might not be enough.
"Eh?"
Suddenly, Ji Zi stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the door.
The wind blew the curtain open and she saw a child in ragged clothes lying on the ground. The rain was so heavy that the child's body was already covered in traces of mud. He looked very miserable.
At a time like this…who could it be?
Ji Zi no longer hesitated. He decisively put down the plate in his hand, put away the sleeves of his kimono, and began to walk out.
Lying on the ground was a young girl. Ji Zi glanced at her. The material of the clothes she was wearing was not bad, but they were dirty, as if they were telling her master's downfall. After pondering for a moment, Ji Zi walked up to help her up, but he accidentally touched her slender wrist.
Indeed, he was a pitiful child…
Ji Zi no longer hesitated and carried the girl into the house. Perhaps she still didn't know how important a decision she had made.
This fate, because of the kindness of a stranger, connected the distant past and the distant future.
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Darkness.
It was quiet and endless darkness.
The girl slowly opened her eyes and sat up. She saw an unfamiliar ceiling.
She lowered her head to look at herself. She was wearing a new plain undergarment. The material felt soft and delicate. She lifted the blanket and walked down from the tatami in a daze. She used both hands to open the paper door with an exquisite crane pattern.
A noble woman stood by the railing, waving her hand and smiling.
"And you are?" she asked, her voice slightly hoarse from being unconscious for a long time.
Ji Zi approached her gently and bent down.""My name is Ji Zi of the Forest. You can call me Miss Ji Zi."
She seemed to have sobered up a little and looked up in confusion."Where is this place?"
"Runlin An, Qingshang Izakaya. You fainted in front of the door, so I carried you in. Alright, now I'm going to ask you a few questions. Answer me truthfully.”Ji Zi patted her head and smiled.
She didn't resist, even though she didn't like other people's intimate actions in the past.
"Yes."
"What's your name? Why did you faint here?" Ji Zi slightly raised his waist and asked.
She lowered her head as if she was having a hard time saying it.
"My name…is Jiu Nanqiao. Because life is a little tight…"
" I understand." Ji Zi interrupted her in a friendly manner." Do you have any relatives?"”
She looked up gratefully, but there was still a hint of loneliness in her eyes."No, my sister went missing a month ago, so I'm alone now.”
So that was the case. Ji Zi roughly understood. This child had fainted at the door because he was poor.
In reality, it had long become a custom for the people of Liuhun Street to not be treated as " humans ". Lowly lives turned into spiritual droplets and disappeared. In the eyes of many people in power, they were not worth mentioning at all. Even so, every time they encountered such incidents, Ji Zi could not help but be kind and want to help them.
Even if it was just a little, she wanted to change it. His life was his own, and no one could make decisions for him. However, the weak were often implicated by 'reality' for no reason before they could struggle. Who knew how long this unreasonable world would last.
And this child…looked exactly like 'her'.
Ji Zi took her hand seriously. The young child looked at Ji Zi's face in surprise, his eyes clear and bright.
To her, being able to save her life was already a great fortune. Her mind was not mature yet, and she was not worried that she would be used and deceived. She did not have the strength to think too much.
"In that case, why don't you stay here with me, Jiu Nan?”
Her body trembled involuntarily when she heard her name. When she looked at him again as if she was seeking an answer, she saw the sincerity in his smile. It was like a bouquet of blooming roses, and this scene was deeply imprinted in her mind.
She closed her eyes and opened them again.
"Alright."
For some reason, she could only spit out this word. There was no reason to refuse. He had no intention of refusing.
Summer was always so intoxicating.
In the summer, there was rain that didn't feel cold at all, the incessant chirping of cicadas, lovers wearing bathrobes taking a walk under the fireworks, and the faint fragrance of wine that made people feel relaxed and happy.
And they met without any warning on such an early summer day.
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