The drizzle fell from the sky, like someone crying. The raindrops were crystal clear and soaked the flower petals on the ground. Under the shade of the flower petals, an isolated grave stood quietly, looking particularly lonely in this rainy night.
The rain washed away everything. The dirt and leaves on the tombstone were washed clean by the rain. Beside the tombstone stood a woman in red. Her narrow eyes were tinged with sadness. Her face was very bleak. Her long, jet-black hair hung down like a silk ribbon, very smooth. She held a pot of wine in her hand, her eyes a little drunken. She said, "Who asked you to save me?
After I die, I will be left alone here."
She didn't understand the myriad emotions welling up in her heart. It was clearly just a reincarnation experience, but she couldn't help but care about this person. Although the rain was getting heavier, it bounced directly off her and fell elsewhere. If you looked carefully, you could see that the woman was shrouded in a faint halo, isolating her from the rain.
She slowly approached the tombstone and stroked the words on it with her fingers. Although the rain had washed away the black words, she could still remember the name.
Shen Mo, a very simple and ordinary name, but it was like a brand engraved in her heart, making her feel extremely guilty.
The pot of wine was soon empty. The woman threw the bottle away carelessly. The bottle rolled to the ground but was picked up by another person.
The man's eyes were filled with pity. He rubbed the wine jug with his fingers, suppressing the emotions in his heart. He said respectfully, "Your Highness, Meng Po and Judge Cui have checked, and Shen Mo is not there."
The woman finally raised her eyes without any ripples and suddenly smiled, but the smile only stayed on the surface. She was very helpless, "Shen Mo, look at you, after saving me, even your soul is gone."
How could she repay him?
The man pursed his lips and walked up to the woman without saying a word. He pulled her shoulders, the pain in his eyes welling up again, and said, "Jiuxi, don't do this!"
The woman called Jiuxi's eyes glared, and then she said coldly, "Ji Chen, does the king allow you to call me by my name?"
Anyone could see that she was in a bad mood and she desperately needed a way to vent.
Su Jichen concealed the worry in his eyes and said seriously, "Your Highness, the underworld still needs you."
Jiuxi suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Ji Chen, am I too emotional?
Actually, I shouldn't have come here at all.
In this way, I can still keep the thought in mind.
He is still alive and well.”
However, even the bones were gone, and the grave was just an empty shell, with only the clothes that Shen Mo usually wore inside.
Su Jichen stretched out his hand, but he couldn't touch her. He could only swallow the bitterness in his throat and comforted her, "Your Highness, maybe Shen Mo has already reincarnated."
Jiuxi was dazzled by her beauty in a red robe, her upturned eyes showing a hint of indifference. She leisurely smoothed the wrinkles on her body, the corners of her lips suddenly raised as she said, "Ji Chen, it's time for me to go back."
The rain and fog were hazy, and Su Jichen could not see the face of the person in front of him clearly, so he could only follow Jiuxi. Along the way, neither of them spoke. Instead, Jiuxi walked and stopped along the way, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
But as long as His Highness can return to the underworld, Su Jichen feels that he can give an explanation to the old King of Hell.
The old Hades went to the fairyland and became the Immortal Lord Si De. Now he lives a happy and carefree life.
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