"Xiaobai, why did you come down here too?"
"Were you harmed too? Waaaaah..."
After being tricked into getting on the bus by Qi Zhuo last time, the Lolita girl I met couldn't help but cry. How could such a good person like Xiao Bai die?
Shen Bai immediately shook his head and whispered, "I'm not dead yet. I'm here to see Lord Bao about something."
However, the judge above was very serious about solving the case and produced a complete list of the people Qi Zhuo had killed.
Convict him outright and send him to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer punishments one by one before coming back up.
As for Qi Mu, he wasn't in much better shape. Dai Lin had been in the underworld all these years and hadn't reincarnated, waiting for the scumbag to come down so she could come to Judge Bao to sue him.
Now he's been convicted and sent to go through fire and water, and even deep-fry him.
Of course, Qi Mu and his group's crimes are not limited to this; the other Yama Kings will also convict them.
"Huh? Where's Xiao Luo?"
Shen Bai looked around.
Miss Lolita immediately said, "There's a mistake. His lifespan wasn't over yet. He was sent back by King Qin Guang when he was in the First Palace. However, his physical body is gone, so he can only be reincarnated with his memories."
"Was he born into the Cheng family?" Shen Bai asked.
The others nodded: "Yes, she'll be born in seven or eight months."
They were envious, but their lifespan had truly come to an end. Even if the King of Hell took pity on them, he couldn't change the fact that they were already dead.
"It's okay, you'll be reborn into a good family and you'll definitely be very happy in your next life."
The young woman glanced behind Chen Bai and asked, "Didn't that man come down with you?"
Shen Bai didn't understand and blinked: "What man?"
"It's the man in the villa. You lived with him and even learned to play the violin. That's why Qi Zhuo tricked you into coming out..."
Several people chimed in, each offering their own explanation.
The image of that sculpted face flashed through Shen Bai's mind; that person's eyes were filled with nothing but Xiao Bai.
That is, the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak?
"What's it called, Giant Squid? You said it before..."
The young lady helped him recall.
Upon hearing this title, Shen Bai's pupils instantly contracted, and his mouth moved as he said, "Giant squid..."
As he was pondering this, Judge Bao walked over.
Are you looking for someone?
Bao Zheng assumed they had come to say goodbye to the children, so he didn't give them a bad look.
Shen Bai immediately snapped out of his daze and nodded:
"I'm looking for a couple named Bai Xiyin and Shen Songxue. They died fifteen years ago."
Bao Zheng quickly remembered that the two were great philanthropists who had cultivated for ten lifetimes. This was their last life, and they would soon be able to join the ranks of immortals, or at least become wandering immortals.
The Heavenly Court's system is not actually strict. It is divided into upper, middle, and lower gods, then upper, middle, and lower immortals, and finally, scattered immortals.
"Sanxian" refers to minor deities who have ascended to the mortal realm. They are often virtuous people who have performed countless good deeds in the human world, as well as national heroes.
Being a wandering immortal is the easiest, but you can only live on the first or second level of the Heavenly Court. If you want to move up, you must cultivate diligently.
Of course, some people like to climb higher, while others want to slack off. Some people have long understood the benefits of being a wandering immortal and have settled down in the first level of the Heavenly Court.
Don't be fooled by the fact that it's only one or two stories high; it's actually comparable to the most luxurious mountain villas on earth. The Heavenly Court is vast, and each of them could easily have their own mountain.
Bao Zheng didn't mention any of that. Instead, he asked Shen Bai directly, "What do you want with them?"
Shen Bai then recounted his experiences in the mortal realm. He did not mention that he was a celestial being undergoing tribulation, as he did not wish to explain.
Upon hearing this, Bao Zheng immediately understood.
"They haven't left all these years because they've been waiting for you, wanting to say goodbye properly."
So, led by the ghost messenger, Shen Bai arrived at a villa.
Because Grandpa Shen burns a lot of money for them every year, they live very well here.
Shen Bai knocked on the door, and the person who opened it was just like his mother in his dream, still with that gentle look from back then.
"You are... Xiaobai?"
Bai Xiyin watched her son grow up, tears streaming down her face.
"Mother……"
*
Qingyue Temple.
Song Yun was kneeling in front of the Sanqing Hall, chanting Taoist scriptures with utmost piety, facing the statues of the Three Pure Ones, hoping that they could wake up his child soon.
No matter the cost, Song Yun was willing, even if it meant being sent to the eighteenth level of hell after death.
The man, who had never believed in gods or Buddhas, placed all his hopes on this place. The wishing tree outside was covered with wishing plaques that he had personally hung up.
"Every single one of them is wishing Shen Bai peace."
Senior Brother Jinghao, number 100, went to the Abbot and said.
He knew Song Yun, at least, and knew he wasn't a bad person, so he didn't want his master to take his anger out on him.
They knew that Shen Bai was destined for hardship, a hardship that would be difficult to overcome, but as mortals, they ultimately had no way to intervene.
"Just wait and see. Even the junior grandmaster can't do anything about it. This time, we can only rely on Xiaobai himself."
Shen Yan waved the whisk in his hand, turned around and continued chanting scriptures, praying for his ill-fated little disciple.
Three days have passed since Shen Bai "died." During these three days, Song Yun has stayed by Shen Bai's side and slept with him in his arms at night.
He hoped this body could warm up again. Countless times he longed to hear Shen Bai's heartbeat, even if it was just faint.
But no miracle happened. Song Yun hated his own incompetence and could not forgive himself for taking him away without permission.
Despite Jing Hao and the others saying that Shen Bai was destined to face this calamity sooner or later.
The Taoist temple had been closed for several days, and the atmosphere was terribly gloomy; even during meals, no one spoke.
Whenever they had free time, they would chant sutras with the abbot. The younger children didn't know what was going on, but seeing everyone so serious, they also became serious.
Two more days passed, and Shen Bai remained terrifyingly cold.
At night, Song Yun helped him clean his body and then held him in her arms again.
"I failed to protect you, I'm sorry..."
Tears welled up in her eyes like a burst dam, slid down her cheeks, and finally dripped onto the crystal-clear, blood-red bead on her wrist.
However, Song Yun was completely unaware of this at the moment. His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.
These days, Song Yun has been immersed in a dazed and confused state.
He became indifferent to everything around him, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.
The once vibrant young man has vanished, replaced by a lifeless shell.
Even his favorite scenery paled in comparison in Song Yun's eyes at this moment, as if the whole world had lost its vibrant colors.
"Baby, please come back? I beg you, I beg you..."
At the same time, Shen Bai, who was wandering in the underworld, heard a sound.
It was a low, somber voice, filled with sorrow and choked with sobs.
"Baby, come back quickly, your brother will protect you... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
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