"Zhao Zhao, go see your mother." Sang Yinuo seemed to be in a schizophrenia, then returned to his gentle appearance, and suddenly, he rushed towards Wangchuan.

Under his leadership, the suppression barrier at the bottom of the Wangchuan River seemed to be nothing, and they easily passed through the barrier and came to another world under the water.

Sang Yinuo rubbed Zhao Zhao's head and said, "Coward! Open your eyes!"

Zhao Zhao had kept her eyes closed after he rushed into the water. Now, when she heard his words like offering a treasure, she slowly opened her eyes.

What caught the eye were the coffins piled up in the dim environment, so densely packed that there was no end in sight.

Zhao Zhao's eyes went dark and she almost fainted.

At this time, Sang Yinuo pulled his hand particularly forcefully and walked through the coffins, while introducing their identities one by one.

"He is Muchuan, my chief general. When the Ghost Path was first opened, he rushed to the front and swore to never retreat."

"That was Zefan, our benefactor. He stopped the evil spirit that attacked you and exchanged his life for yours."

"This is Wen Yun, my childhood playmate. He's in poor health, but he resolutely takes on the responsibility of guarding the border."

…

Zhao Zhao gradually calmed down. He silently watched every coffin that Sang Yinuo took him to, and listened carefully to him telling the stories of each hero.

From just a few words, Zhao Zhao felt the horror of the time when the ghost path was opened and evil spirits were rampant. This was something he could not experience in the system's plot. The plot was only a few strokes, with only the result. The difficulty and hardship involved could only be understood by witnessing it with one's own eyes.

They slowly walked to the end, where there was a special dark red coffin. Sang Yinuo let go of Zhao Zhao and leaned against it affectionately. His expression was gentle, and he whispered softly, "Mother, Zhao Zhao is awake. I brought him to see you."

He gazed at Zhao Zhao tenderly, and at the same time whispered to his mother in the coffin, "Mother, you know, Zhao Zhao has a very stubborn personality. I don't know who he resembles."

"If his mother was taking care of him, she would probably be so angry that she would faint."

Zhao Zhao stepped forward, touched the coffin, and said unconvincedly, "Nonsense, I won't make her angry."

Seeing him being stubborn at this time, Sang Yinuo couldn't help but laugh, "So, you just want to make me angry?"

Zhao Zhao lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"Okay, let's go." He cheered up, picked up Zhao Zhao again and prepared to leave.

Curled up in his warm and safe arms, Zhao Zhao turned around and took a last look at the coffins scattered all over the floor, her heart still restless for a long time.

After returning home, Sang Yinuo held Zhao Zhao in his arms while lying on the bed. He asked, "Does Zhao Zhao want to revive his mother?"

Zhao Zhao didn't reply, but simply asked, "Brother, why are the soldiers fighting?"

"We fought for the faith in our hearts, for the expectations of our families, and for the helpless people."

"Then, brother, if you resurrect mother, what will be the consequences?"

“…”

"Brother, you actually know it very well in your heart, don't you?" Zhao Zhao lay on his chest and looked into his eyes.

"You are the Young Emperor of the Underworld. You cannot let innocent people die in vain and let those who lie down sacrifice their lives in vain because of your own selfishness."

"You'll chill everyone's heart."

Sang Yinuo's eyes were blank. He slowly raised his hand and pinched his little face. "Can you do it too?"

Zhao Zhao nodded.

"But Zhao Zhao, knowing that there is a chance to bring my mother back to life, how can I be willing to give up now?"

Sang Yinuo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, everything was clear inside.

"Okay, get up and eat Yin Qi."

He patted his little butt and without waiting for his reaction, he picked him up and carried him away.

"No resistance today."

Zhao Zhao sighed, and the stinky brother changed the subject again.