Since I have connections in the underworld, I took the opportunity to ask Ah Niu: "Did your parents' Book of Life and Death say why the culprit, the big yellow ox, went mad?"

I have many questions and doubts about this matter.

After pondering for a long time, Ah Niu confessed to me: "The two old people were actually short-lived. After Ah Niu passed away, they were unable to bear the pain of losing their son and died of illness in the spring of the following year. However, after they met Zhou Lang on the street in the following year, their short-lived fate changed and they stayed in the world for five more years."

The old King Yama initially thought that the God of Fate, who was in charge of the book of mortals' fates, had carelessly filled out the book again, adding unnecessary workload to the underworld. The two even had a big argument about it. Later, after examining the direction of the book of fates, they realized it was likely related to the heavenly tribulations of the God Wenheng and the girl Ahua.

It turns out that Wen Heng and I were the ones who caused their short lives.

In addition, I also remembered that Wen Heng had been intentionally or unintentionally imitating my behavior lately, so I took the opportunity to ask A Niu about it.

Just then, Ah Niu said that he had recently read some books about the underworld and found a book that recorded the contents of a book about the souls of immortals and gods. The contents were almost identical to what I had described.

He said, "What I said before, that one needs to be discovered and nurtured by a master to strengthen one's spiritual consciousness before returning to the body, is not comprehensive. That only applies to minor deities with weak spiritual power."

However, a deity with such high spiritual power and enlightenment as Wenheng might have the instinct to return to their body, though it might take some time. I wonder if Miss Ahua has mistakenly ingested Wenheng's blood?

Feeling a little guilty after being asked that question, I gave a vague answer: "I think I did accidentally eat it before."

Can I tell him that I intentionally bit him? No, I can't.

"Perhaps it's because you possess the spiritual power and blood of a supreme being within you."

The god's subconscious instinct for self-preservation restored the sealed spiritual power of Ahua girl through his spiritual blood.

The reason why his perception is sometimes good and sometimes bad is that the combined spiritual power of the two of you is so powerful that you can summon back the part of your consciousness that is floating outside.

As for imitating Ahua's behavior, it must be because Ahua possesses his spiritual power and blood, leading to his subconscious liking and dependence on her.

"Is there any record of how long it takes for him to return to his body on his own?"

Actually, I'm really eager to know how much longer I'll be staying in this place.

"There's no record of that. As long as Miss Ahua doesn't leave God Wenheng and his immortal body remains intact, and as long as his enlightenment is high enough, it's possible that one day his divine consciousness might return to his body on its own."

Hearing this, I finally saw a glimmer of hope; I had finally heard something that made me happy.

Ah Niu and I were having a great time discussing it.

The white-robed ghost messenger beside him began to urge him on with a cold face: "It's getting late, hurry up and collect souls on your way."

If I didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for Ah Niu's new job, I would definitely have given that clueless white-robed ghost messenger a good talking-to.

After Ah Niu and I stopped talking.

He straightened his posture, walked to the bedside of his parents, knelt down and bowed, then earnestly began to call out, "Father, Mother, your son Aniu has come to take you away..."

After calling out to the two elders several times, their spirits slowly floated out.

Seeing them drift away, following Ah Niu's calls, I suddenly realized I hadn't properly said goodbye to them, and I wanted to rush forward and hug them one last time.

But he was stopped abruptly by a white-robed ghost guard standing nearby.

He waved the soul-snatching lock in front of me and said, "Now they can't hear anyone except Ah Niu's voice. Don't go forward, young lady, lest their souls, unwilling to be disturbed by the mortal world, escape. You don't want to see me use this soul-snatching lock to tie them up and take them to the underworld, do you?"

Seeing the heavy, soul-snatching lock in his hand, which had undoubtedly taken countless souls from the mortal world and was radiating a sinister and terrifying aura, I had no choice but to wisely retreat.

Seeing that I looked somewhat dejected and fell silent, they noticed that I had stopped talking.

The white-robed ghost, as if still possessing a conscience, softened and reassured me, "Don't worry, this family are all good people. They will enjoy endless blessings in the underworld, and in their next life, they will be a couple who will never have to worry about food or clothing."

But... from now on, I will never see Old Man Zhou and Old Woman Zhou again in this life.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in my eyes and dripped to the ground.

In the end, all I could do was silently kowtow three times to the receding figures of Ah Niu and the two elders: "Thank you for giving me the happy time of having parents who love me."

After they left, I lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears again: "But I no longer have a father and mother to love me..."

“Waaah…” A low sob suddenly came from beside him.

I glanced to the side and saw that this kid had also knelt down on the ground beside me and started crying, and I don't know how long he had been kneeling with me.

After a while, his knees probably got tired from kneeling on the ground.

His crying stopped for a moment, then he silently shifted his body slightly before continuing to sob with his head down.

After a moment, the crying stopped, but she moved her body and then continued to cry.

With each movement of his body, the crying would pause, and the rustling sounds from his body completely interrupted my sorrowful emotions.

Suddenly feeling tired from crying, she stopped crying and collapsed to the ground, intending to lie down and rest for a while.

I lazily turned my head and glanced at Wen Heng, who had moved to kneel in front of me, head down, sobbing.

I stared straight ahead at my own body lying flat, then looked at Wen Heng kneeling and sobbing in front of me, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere of crying had strangely changed.

I'm not dead, why are you crying in front of me? I jumped up: "Get up! Go back to sleep."

"Oh..." Wen Heng obediently got up and followed me back to his room.

Actually, I wasn't sleepy at all at that moment. I just lay on the bed with Wen Heng for a short rest, and then it was dawn.

The news that Old Man Zhou had been killed by a crazed old ox in the village, which astonished me, made me miraculously regain my speech. The news that Old Woman Zhou, who was deeply devoted to Old Man Zhou, did not cry or make a fuss, but instead took poison and followed him in death, quickly spread throughout the village.

My keen hearing told me that it was Aunt Wang from next door who spread the word.

However, the Zhou couple were highly respected and noticed by the villagers for their behavior, and they all criticized the family that herded the cattle for not keeping a close eye on their child and letting the cattle run amok, which resulted in a death.

Some people who knew the source of the poison started gossiping and criticizing Aunt Wang for being dishonest, sending her insecticide for no reason.

(The villagers are superstitious and believe that giving medicine to someone for no reason is unlucky.)

The family that herded the cattle were quite sensible. They not only apologized to me, but also brought the meat of the big yellow ox that I had killed with a stone to serve as the meat for the funeral feast.

I ate two large bowls with tears in my eyes.

When Aunt Wang heard that Old Lady Zhou had drunk the medicine she had given her, she not only couldn't bear the blame and insults, but also feared taking responsibility and went back to her parents' home.

People are always eager to stir up trouble and gossip, but when it comes to taking responsibility, they run away faster than anyone else.

I don't bother with such trivial gossip.

On the contrary, with the help of these gossipy and enthusiastic villagers, the two elders' funeral arrangements were handled very satisfactorily.

They buried the two elders next to A Niu's lonely grave.

Wenheng and I knelt before their graves as a final farewell.

There's a saying that goes, "When people die, they are laid to rest." May they find peace and happiness forever.

Suddenly, I wondered if anyone had buried the remains of that mountain god uncle who died somewhere unknown, and if his soul, which needed to sleep forever, had a place to rest.

I had completely forgotten to ask Ah Niu about the uncle.

Out of consideration for the past when he had taken care of and enlightened me, I hastily piled up a small mound of earth next to these three tall graves for him.

They placed a stone from the roadside in front of the mound of earth to make do with a memorial tablet for him, hoping that if his soul was still wandering outside, this memorial tablet would give him a place to rest...

Finally, I didn't forget to burn some paper money for his soul in the underworld, not knowing if he would receive it.

I hope that his celestial soul, which has become a star in the sky, will bless me so that I can find Wen Heng's primordial spirit and soul as soon as possible and be freed from the heavenly punishment.

But please don't think that I only thought of setting up a memorial tablet and burning paper money for the uncle because I wanted something from him!