Jiang Si was pulled into the coffin, her eyelids lifted, and she stared directly into Shu Xubai's bloodshot eyes. She cruelly reminded him, "Old Bai, Little Phoenix isn't asleep, he's dead. I can't wake him up, and no one can..."

"You're lying, you're deceiving me." Shu Xubai swallowed his tears, his trembling lips lowering his voice, afraid of startling Jiu Feng: "You stinking zombie, you love to lie, you love to deceive me, you love to tease me. You said Little Phoenix is ​​dead, how could he be dead?"

“Look at him, look at him! His complexion is rosy, his demeanor is as good as ever. He and I were able to come here from China without any problems along the way!”

“He’s just asleep. He’s just too tired. How can you say he’s dead? How can you say he’s dead? He won’t die. He won’t die without my permission.”

Jiang Si's arm was tightly gripped by Shu Xubai, and she was shaken violently by him. She looked down at Jiu Feng, who was lying in the coffin with his face turned towards Shu Xubai and his eyes closed. Her words were as cruel as a knife, stabbing at Shu Xubai once again: "He is not asleep, he is dead."

“A year ago, his spirit left him, and his life was on a countdown. If you were by his side, you would know that I saved him and allowed him to live for another 9 months.”

“When you came back this time, he was already too old. He had no spirit body, his body was decaying, his internal organs were rotting, there was not a single good part of him.”

"You say he looks healthy and rosy-cheeked, you say he's good, but it's just a last burst of energy before death, it's just that he can't let go of you, it's just that he wants to come and see your home, and wants to sleep in your coffin."

"He doesn't want to be the Great Wizard of the Fourth Civilization, he doesn't want to be the Chief of the Phoenix Clan, and he no longer wants to harm his partner to gain immortality. He only wants to be the Nine Phoenixes, and he only wants to be your food."

"It was you, it was you who gave him another choice in life, it was you who made him shed his burdens, and let him know that people can see many kinds of scenery, and that life is diverse, so he chose to die by your side."

Shu Xubai held Jiang Si tightly by the arms, his voice low and angry as he roared, "You're talking nonsense..."

"I'm not making this up." Jiang Si forcefully broke free from Shu Xubai's grip on her arms. "Shu Xubai, you have to face reality, he's dead..."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it." Shu Xubai interrupted Jiang Si again, suddenly threw her out of the coffin, and picked up the sleeping Jiu Feng.

Jiang Si was caught off guard and thrown to the ground. The little black bat cushioned her fall, and she used the momentum to flip herself up. Looking at the crazed Shu Xubai, she said, "Whether you believe it or not, he is dead. He will never talk to you again, and his body is no longer warm."

Shu Xubai stood up, holding Jiufeng, ignoring Jiang Si's words.

He stood in the coffin, lifted him up, his eyes bloodshot as if stained with blood, and threatened him: "Little Phoenix, you know I have a bad temper. You'd better get up right now and wake up, or I'll throw you away."

The body of the recently deceased man was still soft. He lifted him up, and the man's neck tilted to the side, his head resting on his arm, revealing teeth marks on his neck and fresh, undried blood.

"Go ahead and throw it!" Jiang Si pointed to the ground and said coldly, "Shu Xubai, if you have the guts, throw it. If you throw it down, I guarantee you won't even see a bone fragment."

"You should believe that I have the ability to reduce him to nothingness and ashes in an instant!"

"Oh……"

Shu Xubai suddenly laughed, looking at Jiu Feng and laughing out loud.

Jiang Si frowned as she looked at him, her cold voice softening as she said, "Shu Xubai, Little Phoenix likes your home, likes your coffin. Put him back, let him sleep in your coffin."

“It’s okay if you can’t find any other food. You still have me. I won’t tease you anymore, I won’t bother you anymore, and I won’t make fun of you anymore. If you want to drink blood, I’m always here and will give it to you anytime. Please put it down.”

Shu Xubai's shout stopped abruptly, selectively listening to what Jiang Si said: "Yes, he was just pretending to be asleep. He just didn't want to clean the coffin for me. Once I cleaned the coffin, he would have no reason to sleep."

The hunter set countless traps for his prey.

The prey falls into the trap, but the hunter cannot bear to harm or eat it.

Keep him sheltered, give him the best, treat him like a treasure.

She thought that by subtly fattening him up, she could feast on him later.

The prey remained unmoved, becoming an inseparable part of the hunter.

So... who is the prey and who is the hunter?

Jiang Si looked at Shu Xubai, the hunter, and carefully placed Jiu Feng back into the coffin, wiped the blood off his neck, and smoothed his hair.

A red petal drifted down and landed on Jiu Feng's cheek. Shu Xubai reached out to pick it up, but pulled his hand back as soon as he touched it. He liked red roses.

So… this petal is on his face. He can remove it after he finishes wiping the coffin. He jumped out of the coffin and used his mental power to put the lid back on.

Jiang Si frowned more and more. After he finished closing the coffin, he acted as if he couldn't see her. He ran downstairs, fetched a basin of water, grabbed a rag, took off his suit jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, tied up his hair, and with his eyes bloodshot red, began to wipe the coffin with the rag!

Shu Xubai's pet little black skeleton bat dared not approach him or touch him at all. It transformed into a tiny creature and tightly gripped Jiang Si's hair, as if it regarded Jiang Si as its protective magic weapon.

This immortal vampire, who has lived for thousands of years, has a great hobby of raising zombies in his space and collecting coffins.

They are currently on the third basement level, and there are also the fourth and fifth basement levels. Below these levels, there are coffins of all kinds.

Shu Xubai went mad, completely oblivious to his surroundings, meticulously cleaning the coffin bit by bit, muttering to himself, "Spoiled brat, he doesn't want to clean the coffin. As his master, what can I do? What can I do? I can't hit him, I can't scold him, I can only indulge him..."

"I'll clean the coffins. It's just 99 coffins. I'll be done very quickly. Let's see what he has to say about the food after I'm done..."

As Jiang Si listened to his rambling, her brows furrowed into a deep frown. She was puzzled. How could Lao Bai be so obsessed with Jiu Feng after such a short time?

To him, all life in the world can be eaten.

For him, everything in the world was something he could give up; no one could make him sad, and no one could make him feel attached.

He is an elegant and noble vampire.

He has the blood of a vampire hunter and a member of the Golden Wolf clan.

He is a darling of nature, transformed by nature, and stands out among all living things.

He shouldn't be like this...

Shu Xubai worked quickly, wiping all the coffins on the third floor and carrying water to the fourth and fifth floors.

Jiang Si stood in front of the golden nanmu coffin, watching him go down without moving an inch.

Rose petals are still fluttering, falling to the ground, and then flying away again.

The shredded ginger is nestled within these flower petals, waiting, waiting...

For several hours, Shu Xubai came up empty-handed, changed his clothes, put on his gorgeous bathrobe, let his long hair down, and glanced at Jiang Si as if nothing had happened: "You stinky zombie, when did you come to my house? Why aren't you leaving?"

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment: "What the heck?"

Shu Xubai's bloodshot eyes had faded, returning to their original color: "What the hell? What are you doing here? I want to sleep. Are you going to sleep with me?"

Jiang Si exclaimed, "Ah, are you done?"

Shu Xubai frowned slightly: "What do you mean I'm fine? I was perfectly fine to begin with. Alright, alright, go ahead and go. Go do whatever you need to do. Don't get in my way. I want to sleep."

Ginger shreds: "!!!!"

What's going on?

Did he lose his memory due to excessive grief?

No way?

How could such a melodramatic plot happen to him?

Jiang Si reached out to touch Shu Xu's white forehead.

"Smack!"

Shu Xu slapped Jiang Si's hand with his bare hand: "What are you doing!"

Jiang Si's hand was red from being slapped: "My baby, are you alright?"

"What could possibly happen to me? Go, go, go!" Shu Xubai reached out and pushed her towards the stairs. "So annoying, so annoying, just looking at you annoys me. Go away, go away, don't keep me from sleeping, hurry up."

"Oh, by the way, could you take care of my cute little bat for a few days? I'll come back to get it after I've had a good night's sleep. It's a happy decision."

Jiang Si stopped at the top of the stairs, didn't go up, and turned to look at Shu Xubai.

Shu Xubai said fiercely, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?"

Jiang Si remained silent, not responding to his words. She looked at him for a long, long time before asking in a low voice, "Old Bai, you want to sleep, right?"

Shu Xubai glanced away, avoiding her gaze: "Yes, this weather is perfect for sleeping."

Jiang Si slowly clenched her fingers, then suddenly released them, then slowly clenched them again, repeating this several times before she finally asked, "How long do you want to sleep?"

Shu Xubai smiled and said, "Sleep as long as you want, until you naturally wake up."

Jiang Si understood and realized that she had taken out the blood that she had given to Jiu Feng but Jiu Feng had not drunk and handed it to him: "I don't know if your natural awakening will take 50 years, 100 years, or 200 years. This is my blood. Take it, drink it and then go to sleep."

Shu Xubai chuckled: "I just drank the little phoenix's blood, I'm not hungry, take it, take it."

Jiang Si didn't remove the blood; she casually tossed it onto the coffin lid. She retreated up the stairs and stood there, looking down at Shu Xubai: "Shu Xubai, you once promised me that you could only die by my hand, and I could only die by your hand."

"So, when you say you're sleeping, I believe you're sleeping, and I believe you won't break your own vow and do anything like those ancient love suicide legends."

Shu Xubai's pupils constricted, and he suddenly reached out and pulled Jiang Si into his arms, holding her tightly. He buried his face in her neck, tears streaming down his face. "You stinky zombie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sad, I'm so sad."

"I don't know why I'm so sad. He's just food to me. My interest in him is limited to the fact that his blood tastes good and fascinates me."

“I had a premonition that in 10 or 8 years, or even decades or a hundred years, he was a human being and he would eventually die. But I never expected him to die so soon, or even today.”

“Jiang Si, I am really sad, really sad. The thought of him dying is more painful than if you ripped out my heart and gave it to me, more painful than if you sucked all my blood.”

“I don’t know why, I really don’t know why, why is it like this, it shouldn’t be like this, I always feel, I always feel, I have known him for a long time, I should have known him for a while.”

“But how long has it been? One year, two years, three years, no, it hasn’t been three years at all, it hasn’t been three years. He even told me that if we could meet again, I should find him and take him away.”

"When he said those words, my memory became confused, as if I had met him before, as if he had said the same thing before, as if he was meant to die in my arms!"

Jiang Si's neck was soaked with tears. The vampire's blood was hot, and so were the vampire's tears. She slowly hugged him, her eyes reddening. "Heaven has granted us immortality, but even though we have paid a price for this immortality, it cannot see us doing well. It will always make us encounter all sorts of things, and let us taste all the joys and sorrows of the world."

“Shu Xubai, you can sleep if you want, sleep for 10 years, a hundred years, or 1000 years, it doesn’t matter, I will wait for you, I will always wait for you, but you can’t die.”

"Your life is mine. No matter how sad or grief-stricken you are, you cannot die. Your life is mine. You cannot die before me, you cannot..."

Shu Xubai felt as if a giant hand was gripping his heart, as if a steel knife had pierced his heart, or as if he were nailed to a cross.

The enormous cross pierced his heart, and blood flowed down its length. Countless people picked up stones and sharp knives, spears, and halberds, and hurled them at him.

He was in pain, he hated, he was angry, he was sad, he was terrified. No one was there to save him. He opened his mouth to beg for help, but no one came. He was all alone.

He was so heartbroken he felt like he was dying. He told himself to just die like that, to just die. Then Jiang Si came and stood in front of him, begging him not to die. She told him that his life belonged to her, that she needed him, and that he couldn't die!

Shu Xubai released her, grabbed her hand, and used it to haphazardly wipe his eyes, trying to clean up the tears: "Okay, I promise you, I'll just sleep. I won't die, I won't die, I haven't lived enough, I haven't lived enough..."

Jiang Si burst into tears, choking out, "I haven't lived enough either..."

"Don't cry, don't cry." Shu Xubai let go of her hand, cupped her face, and wiped away her tears, just as he used her hand to wipe his own tears. "We have suffered so much and endured so much pain to be able to live forever. We cannot easily seek death."

"I'm just sleeping, just sleeping, Jiang Si, don't worry, don't be afraid, I won't leave you alone to face eternal life, I won't!"