“I want to go too, but you know about my brother’s situation, Director, I have to go to the hospital.” Jiang Yusi looked like she wanted to go but couldn’t.

With Jiang Shuyuan mentioned, the director would never dare to keep Jiang Yusi around.

He had seen the video. The twist and fall were so loud that you could hear a thud even with the phone volume at its lowest setting; it must have been a pretty hard fall.

"You have to go, you have to go. And please say hello to your brother for us," the director said.

"Definitely," Jiang Yusi nodded in response.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Yuan, who was unnoticed by anyone, and the hatred in his heart reached its peak.

"I have something to do," Jiang Ningyuan replied, glancing at Jiang Yuan again.

He wanted to confirm something.

"It's okay, go ahead and do what you need to do."

"It's our turn for today's round. Whatever we drink is on me. We won't leave until we're completely drunk!"

The director clapped his hands and said happily.

...

In the car, Jiang Yuan squinted and smiled at Jiang Ningyuan, "Actor Jiang, just say what you want to tell me, you don't need to look at me like that."

From the moment she got on the bus until now, Jiang Ningyuan has been staring at her, making her feel uneasy and a little creeped out.

She wanted to sit in the passenger seat, but Jiang Ningyuan told her to sit in the back.

After that, he kept staring at her.

She was already a little sleepy, but with him staring at her like that, she didn't dare to doze off!

"Eighteen years ago, did you go to Shengting Garden?" Jiang Ningyuan hesitated for a moment before speaking, his rich and magnetic voice revealing a hint of nervousness, his fingers rubbing his sleeves.

He had had that dream before, but in that dream he could never see the face of his benefactor clearly; he only knew who his benefactor was.

After seeing Jiang Yuan yesterday, the face of the benefactor in my dream became a tangible form.

He also found it absurd, but...

He couldn't help but want to confirm it.

“Never been there,” Jiang Yuan shrugged, answering without hesitation.

Jiang Ningyuan lowered his brows, a hint of disappointment flashing across his eyes. "Is that so?"

He turned his head, looked out the car window, and asked no more questions.

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, puzzled as to why Jiang Ningyuan was asking this question.

However, she didn't lie to him.

In the original owner's memory, she had never been to Shengting Garden.

They didn't even know where Shengting Garden was.

Inside the car, silence fell as Jiang Ningyuan fell silent.

A slightly cool breeze was blowing, and the surroundings were quiet, making it easy to feel sleepy.

After persisting for five minutes, Jiang Yuan finally couldn't help but close her eyes and fall asleep.

Jiang Ningyuan, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt a weight on his left shoulder. He turned his head and saw Jiang Yuan resting her head on his shoulder.

A hint of doubt flashed in Jiang Ningyuan's eyes as he stared at the sleeping Jiang Yuan with his dark eyes.

Sure enough, he was no longer afraid of Jiang Yuan getting close.

Or rather, apart from Jiang Yuan, no one else could get close to him.

Why are you so sure?

Because he didn't mind when Jiang Yuan leaned on his shoulder.

However, he would feel a slight resistance whenever Jiang Yusi or anyone else got close to him.

Why is this happening?

She was the one who made him afraid of girls, but now he's not afraid of her, and only she can get close to him...

In the darkness.

Jiang Yuan suddenly opened her eyes, her dark eyes filled with vigilance.

With a wave of his hand, fragments of the Judge's Pen appeared in his hand, gleaming faintly with golden light in the darkness.

She could feel that she had just closed her eyes when something pulled her into this hellish place.

"Sigh, my little Yuan is getting more and more wary." An old voice sounded from behind.

The moment Jiang Yuan turned around upon hearing the sound, the wariness in her eyes vanished, replaced by joy.

"Grandpa Judge!" Jiang Yuan exclaimed excitedly, striding up to the old yet upright judge before her.

The judge looked at Jiang Yuan with kind eyes, reached out and gently stroked her little head, his eyes filled with tears, "Little Yuan, you've suffered so much. If the ghost messengers hadn't been so incompetent, how could you have..."

“I won’t be troubled. If the lamp spirit is destroyed, the entire underworld will be thrown into turmoil.” Jiang Yuan shook her head and replied. In front of the judge, she was like a child, and even her voice became softer.

No matter how many times she could do it again, she would always choose to weave her soul with her own body; it was her duty!

"Grand Judge, how's the lamp spirit coming along? Is it finished?" Jiang Yuan asked with concern.

Since she came to the mortal world, she knew nothing about the underworld.

"With you in charge, there's no way you can't weave it well."

"Only a few evil spirits that were suppressed under the lamp spirits have escaped. Although their whereabouts are still unknown, we will catch them one day."

The judge answered kindly, treating Jiang Yuan as if she were his own granddaughter.

"That's good." Jiang Yuan nodded, her heart finally at ease.

It's better for a few to escape than for them all to escape from the underworld.

She believed that the judge and the underworld's ghost messengers would be able to catch the escaped evil spirits.

"Grand Judge, I was supposed to be completely destroyed in the Soul-Weaving Lamp, so why... am I still alive? And how did the Judge's Pen become fragments? And Xiang Pi, why did it escape from the third level of hell? Has something happened in the underworld?" Jiang Yuan frowned and asked several questions in a row.

These are all questions she doesn't understand.

She went all out at the time, using her own merits and the lamp spirit that had been destroyed to make up for it; otherwise, it would have been impossible to suppress those evil spirits in the lamp spirit.

But she is still alive, and her soul has been transported to another world.

Although the Judge's Pen was always with her, she had never offered it as a sacrifice. It should be in the underworld, not shattered into pieces.

"Many gods are worshipped in the human world, such as the God of Wealth and the Old Man Under the Moon. Because people worship them and the incense burns continuously, their divine power has continued to this day and has never declined. Even if they die, they can be reborn because of the sincere worship of the people. You are in charge of the underworld and are also among the immortals," the judge said kindly.

"Does the judge mean that someone in the world worships me? That's why I can..." Jiang Yuan immediately understood the judge's meaning.

But at the same time, she didn't understand why anyone would worship Yama, the King of Hell...

"Hmm." The judge nodded.

"As for the Judge's Pen, that was its own choice. It destroyed itself, but gained an opportunity to enter the mortal world," the Judge continued.

"Don't worry, the Judge's Pen will return to its original state on its own after a while," the Judge continued, seeing Jiang Yuan's worry.

"As for Xiang Pi, it's a long story. Something has happened in the underworld recently, but don't worry, Xiao Yuan, Grandpa will handle it."

"Grandpa is in a dream, it's not good for him to stay here too long, you... should go back."

The judge narrowed his eyes and spoke gently.

With a flick of the finger, a gentle touch.

Jiang Yuan's figure disappeared before our eyes.

The judge's smile vanished abruptly, and he shook his head with a sigh: "Alas, the bond is too deep to be severed, too deep to be broken."

No matter how he tried to stop her, no matter how he tried to sever their bond.

final……

Cause and effect will bring them together again.

He could see the red rope that he had cut with his merits growing back little by little.

In the present world, they should...

We met again.

Jiang Yuan suddenly opened her eyes. This time, she didn't see the judge grandfather, but Jiang Ningyuan's perfectly handsome face.