Jimo Yuan directed everyone to dig, and Shen Shaoyan was the first to start.

They dug down like they were digging a well. With more people, there was more strength. After only an hour, July was rescued.

Her face was a little pale and her eyes were closed, as if she was asleep.

"He's still breathing, he's still breathing!" Shen Shaoyan said frantically, "Military doctor, call a military doctor over quickly."

My body was also brought out, and it turned out that it could not be viewed.

Jimo Yuan looked at me with a complicated expression: "Thank you for protecting Qiyue. Where do you like? I will give you a place to be buried with honor."

I wrote a line in the air.

"Are you saying that you want to be buried in the mansion where you and Qiyue lived in Stone Realm City?"

I nodded. That was the home I built for July with my own hands, and it was also the place where she and I had beautiful memories.

Jimo Yuan agreed and took my body to Shijie City overnight.

I couldn't stay too far away from the body. I took one last look at July and involuntarily floated towards Stone Realm City.

I am buried under the tree in front of July's window. I don't know if July will come back, but I will stay here forever if God allows.

People die nearby from time to time.

I have visited those who have passed away. Most of them are unconscious after death and disappear as soon as they leave their bodies.

A small number of people can retain some consciousness and can possess butterflies, dragonflies, etc. to go back and see their loved ones, but it will soon disappear.

I don’t know why I didn’t dissipate after I died. I think it might have something to do with the souls I devoured.

In the following years, I devoured some more souls. By basking in the moonlight at night, my spirit body became more and more solid, and my appearance returned to what it was like when I was alive.

Year after year, flowers bloom and fall.

The distance I could travel was getting farther and farther, but it was still far from enough to reach the capital of Da Mo.

I was upset. If I had known earlier, I would have asked Jimo Yuan to bury me in the capital.

I stay indoors at night and hide in the coffin during the day. Only at night can I move freely.

Under the moonlight, I drifted aimlessly. When I heard someone talking about Mo Jing, I would stop quietly, hoping to hear news about her.

There was very little information I could find out. I didn't hear any news about July, but I did hear the conversation between the people from Dongti Mansion. Lu Xingyun was dead, killed by arson, and his body was not found.

I shook my head. I didn't care about this. I only cared about when July would remember me and come to see me.

Just when I thought I would never see her, one spring day when flowers were blooming, I was sleeping in my coffin when I was woken up by noises outside.

"You, go clean the house, you, go weed the yard, and you, put the things that the lady brought here in the warehouse."

A surge of anger welled up in my chest. Who wanted to occupy my house?

The cold wind blew off the peach blossoms, and I crawled out of the coffin, looking at a woman in a pink and white dress from afar.

She looked at me in surprise, her features still the same as when we first met.

…………[End of this plane]…………