I don’t know when the rain outside the window stopped.

The rustling white noise disappeared, and the only sound in the room was the two people's breathing.

Cheng Ji threw away the pillow on the bedside, put his hand on the back of her head, and slowly put her down.

It was a crazy night, the two of them were entangled in the moonlight and shared the joy.

The next day.

Shangguan Qing lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

My whole body aches and I feel exhausted, as if I had climbed Mount Everest.

She put on her slippers with difficulty and walked to the bathroom.

The distance of just a few meters seemed like a Yellow River in between for her, making it difficult to cross.

"I must not be so lustful next time!" she complained.

There is indeed a knife hanging over your head when it comes to lust.

Just as she was trembling towards the bathroom, the door of the room opened with a click.

Cheng Ji held the ointment in his hand.

"Why did you get out of bed? Lie down well!" He frowned.

He walked over, picked her up sideways, and carried her back to **.

"I have to go out this afternoon, and I don't know if I can go out now." Shangguan Qing looked at him with some grievance in his eyes, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Cheng Ji picked up the ointment and showed it to her.

Shangguan Qing immediately turned his face away, his ears turning red in a rare moment.

"After applying the medicine, take a rest before going out. Be obedient." He stroked her head.

Shangguan Qing nodded, being so well behaved which was rare to see.

After Cheng Ji applied the medicine to her, she felt much better. At least it didn't take her years to walk from the bed to the bathroom.

Shangguan Qing finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom.

Cheng Ji remembered something and spoke slowly, "You were dreaming last night, and you kept calling General Shangguan and saying that you would wait for your safe return. Have you been obsessed with watching costume dramas recently?"

He was so excited that he couldn't sleep the whole night last night, and by some strange coincidence he overheard her entire dream talk.

And her dream lasted for a very long time, probably more than an hour.

"General?"

She thoughtfully recalled that Ye Chuzhou said the dagger's owner was a general.

Did she know this general when she was alive? She and he had the same last name, so they were family?

Or is it her elder brother or younger brother?

Various speculations flashed through Shangguan Qing's mind.

Shangguan Qing, "Maybe I've been too tired recently and had some weird dreams. I plan to go home this afternoon and come back later."

Cheng Ji was surprised, "Your family is in Beijing?"

He suddenly realized that he knew very little about Shangguan Qing. He only knew her name, the location of her store, and that she had two employees.

I don’t know anything else.

I don't even know what year she was born.

Shangguan Qing was a little confused by his question. He couldn't say underground, in hell, or in the underworld...

She blinked and mumbled, "It's not in Beijing, but it's not far away."

In other words, she just needs to turn around and arrive in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Ji was a little discouraged after being rejected, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

......

afternoon.

The Netherworld is as deserted as ever.

There was nothing else except several wall-high cabinets filled with books of life and death.

Youxuan lay on the bed, bored, flipping through the Book of Life and Death, as if he was reading a play script from the human world.

From time to time, people sigh about how miserable someone's life is, being born with a disability and dying young; or they lament the injustice of the world, as someone has been born into a wealthy family and is at the top of the pyramid all his life.

Unfortunately, The Book of Life and Death is not a drama script, it is the life journey of a real person.

"How is your injury recovering?"

Shangguan Qing suddenly appeared behind him, giving him a fright.

He originally wanted to stand up, but she held his shoulders, so he had to continue lying down.

"Sir, I want to go to the antique shop, and my injury has almost healed." Youxuan said aggrievedly, "Here, besides reading the Book of Life and Death, there is only the Book of Life and Death. I am almost becoming the Book of Life and Death myself."

He pouted his lips to show his dissatisfaction, and his tone was full of strong protest.

"I also plan to keep you in the underworld." She said calmly, "I have to check something this afternoon. You come with me."

"Okay, sir!" Youxuan jumped up, jumped off the bed, and stood steadily beside her, "Stand by at any time."

......

In the hospital, the strong smell of disinfectant hits your nose.

Shangguan Qing walked to the door of Ye Chuzhou's office and knocked twice. Youxuan stood behind her obediently.

A voice came from inside: "Come in!"

She pushed the door open and walked in.

Ye Chuzhou was wearing a white coat, his slender fingers holding a pen. He raised his eyes following the sound of the door lock and saw that the person who came was Shangguan Qing.

"Why are you here?" He immediately put down the pen in his hand and greeted her, "Sit down quickly."

Shangguan Qing nodded slightly at him and walked inside.

The two men sat in two armchairs opposite him, with a desk between them.

"Doctor Ye, I want to ask you something. It has nothing to do with treatment." She looked at him seriously.

Ye Chuzhou raised his hand, palm facing up, and made a "please" gesture.

"Tell me if I can help you."

Shangguan Qing went straight to the point, "I heard you say before that a short sword recognized a general as its master a thousand years ago. I want to ask how much do you know about this general?"

"Is this important to you?" he asked.

"Yes!" she answered without hesitation, "very important."

It may even be an important clue that will help her end her thousand-year-long ghost life.