Xu Guoqiang's appearance spurred Xu Huantang.

He was once again plunged into that day, the bright red blood in the square stinging his eyes.

"So many people died that day."

He spread his hands, his palms pale, and murmured, "It's all blood, so much blood. I killed them. I'm just a bloodless executioner."

"I have no right to live, not even as a ghost."

Xu Yingting felt distressed: "Great-Grandpa, please don't be like this, it's not your fault."

Mr. Xu also spoke up: "This really has nothing to do with you."

Xu's mother: "It was because of you that we avoided even greater casualties."

No matter what others said, Xu Huantang remained lost in his own thoughts, constantly blaming himself for everything.

Jiang Si said, "Grandpa Xu, shall I take you outside to have a look around?"

Xu Yingting quickly paid the bill.

Jiang Si brought Xu Huantang to the square that was once stained with blood.

Under the bright sunshine, many parents brought their children to play here, and many elderly people were exercising with their babbling voices. Occasionally, young people rushing to work would hurry by.

If you accidentally bump into someone, bow your head and apologize: "I'm so sorry, are you alright?"

This is a scene that is similar yet different every day.

Jiang Si took Xu Huantang's hand and closed her eyes.

Xu Huantang also quieted down at that moment and gradually closed his eyes.

Passersby looked at them with slight curiosity.

To avoid looking strange, Xu Yingting pulled his parents aside and pretended to exercise.

He quietly asked Qi Yan and She Zhang, "What are they doing now?"

She Zhang said, "Let's look back at the past and let him see what it was like. Maybe that will help him let go of his resentment."

As a demon, She Zhang was moved, but not much.

No sooner had they finished speaking than some children, unafraid of strangers, walked up to them.

"Brother, sister, you are both so beautiful."

To avoid disturbing Jiang Si, Qi Yan and She Zhang temporarily became the leaders of the children and took the kids to play.

Jiang Si led Xu Huantang into a state of selflessness.

The scroll of history slowly unfolded before them.

In some ways, this square has witnessed the changes of history.

The square, which used to be just a dirt ground, has been paved with cement, and its appearance has been greatly changed.

After the new government was established, a special person was sent here to award Xu Huantang, saying that he was a meritorious official.

Those who can do what ordinary people cannot are great contributors to the times.

The people looked at the notice below and sighed:

"It must have been tough on him."

"No wonder he suddenly contracted the disease back then; it must have been due to too much psychological pressure."

"Why did he have to do that? We don't blame him. Anyone would have done the same."

"Yes, if it weren't for him, we might not even be here anymore."

Xu Huantang covered his face with his hands, knelt on the ground crying, "It's all my fault, blame me, I've caused dozens of deaths, it's all my fault."

Jiang Si let him vent his emotions by crying.

After a while, Jiang Si patted his shoulder and asked, "Look who they are?"

Xu Huantang looked up.

They discovered that these were the people who had sacrificed their lives here back then.

"Great fortune, wealth and prosperity..."

He called out their names one by one.

Those people were smiling in front of him.

“We don’t blame you. If we were in your shoes, we would have done the same.”

"Yes, the ones who should be killed are those Japanese devils, not you."

"You did nothing wrong."

It's not that they're not afraid, but that this is a matter of great righteousness.

Jiang Si said, "This is not them, this is their regret."

"Your persistence runs too deep, and their lingering resentment remains here, waiting for the day they can reconcile with you."

"Letting go of yourself is also letting go of them."

Xu Huantang finally burst into tears.

He was only in his early twenties when the accident happened.

For years after that, he suffered torment every year.

At this moment, he could finally cry out all his pain.

As he cried, or perhaps as he found relief, these lingering regrets gradually faded from sight.

Jiang Si said, "They have already been reincarnated, so you don't need to worry about them."

They seemed to have entered a state of selflessness for a long time, but in reality it was only a matter of a breath or two.

When they came out again, they could clearly feel that Xu Huantang's mental state had changed a lot, as if he had figured things out.

He laughed and said, "It really feels like a dream."

He was trapped in his own guilt both before and after his death, which caused him to waste a hundred years.

"Thank you."

Jiang Si said, "No need to thank me."

"This is what I should do; what you did is great."

As an ordinary person, not everyone has the courage to persevere to the end.

It takes immense patience to watch familiar faces die one by one in front of you.

He endured all of this alone for a century.

Xu Yingtang, having resolved his inner conflict, said with ease, "Shouldn't I be the one to go down below and report for duty now?"

"They've probably been parents twice already, but I've never been one."

Jiang Si smiled and said, "If you'd like, I'd be happy to help."

“Let me see this new world again,” Xu Yingtang said.

Great-grandfather finally resolved his inner conflict, and the Xu family of three all breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't even mention this new world; you can show him the whole world.

But Jiang Si said, "But you only have seven days left. After seven days, you must go to the underworld to report."

Xu Yingtang said, "That's enough."

He just wanted to see how much the world he used to live in had changed, and whether they would no longer be bullied.

Xu's father took a week off and took Xu Huantang to visit all the places he used to know.

In the end, Xu Huantang had no regrets.

He said to Jiang Si, "Thank you for your help, Master Jiang."

For Jiang Si, this was nothing more than a small favor.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face quickly returned, and they remained very friendly towards Jiang Si.

The Xu family had long heard the saying that money can make the devil turn the millstone, so they prepared a large sum of money and asked Jiang Sitian to pass it on to the ghost messenger, saying, "Thank you for your help, Master Jiang."

They didn't have any demands, they just hoped that their ancestors could have a better life in the afterlife.

As times change, those at the top will find it difficult to move an inch without money, and I imagine the same applies to those below.

Jiang Si was also tactful; she handed the document over to the ghost messenger.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face accepted it with a smile.

The underworld hasn't been generating much revenue lately, and they're short on cash, so this is just a mutually beneficial arrangement.

After receiving the money, Ox-Head and Horse-Face became even more attentive, saying, "Don't worry, Master Jiang, we will definitely take good care of him."

“He had done good deeds during his lifetime. Even if you hadn’t said anything, we would have treated him well.”

Xu Huantang was somewhat bewildered upon hearing this.

So, everything he did back then was actually considered a great act of merit?

Jiang Si smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"You are truly great."

The ghost messenger took Xu Huantang away.

The Xu family was still somewhat disappointed.

Xu Yingting asked, "Will my great-grandfather have a good life in his next life?"

Jiang Si: "Yes."