I'm not a drama god

Chu Muyun was stunned.

Although Chu Muyun had not yet entered the Temple of the Dead, the surging Styx and the roars within the temple reflected the brutality of the battle within. He immediately inquired:

"What about Chen Ling?"

Jiang Xiaohua tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally summed it up in two words:

"Alive."

"What about the 6 of spades and the 6 of diamonds?"

“Alive.”

Chu Muyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. No casualties, that was the best news...

Repairing limbs is Chu Muyun's forte. He repaired Jiang Xiaohua's body in a short while, making him look no different from usual... But Chu Muyun couldn't understand what kind of existence Jiang Xiaohua was. Without internal organs, how could he judge whether his injuries were healed?

"Should we go upstairs?" Chu Muyun asked.

"Wait a moment, Spade needs to go see his mother."

Jiang Xiaohua answered seriously.

Chu Muyun was slightly stunned, then nodded.

He seemed to remember something, looked into Jiang Xiaohua's eyes, and spoke slowly as if he had made up his mind:

"Club 6, I have something to ask of you..."

……

The howling cold wind blew across Jian Changsheng's cheek.

His bloodstained leather jacket fluttered in the wind as he staggered, slowly leaving a long string of bloody footprints on the ground. With every step he took, the pain of bone fragments piercing his flesh made his mouth twitch.

Not far in front of him, a desolate ancient well stood silently under the River Styx.

Jian Changsheng walked to the ancient well and was about to look down, but then he seemed to think of something, and silently moved his body to the water tank beside him.

Wow—wow—wow…

Jian Changsheng scooped up some water and rubbed it on his face, washing away all the blood on his hands and face. Then he slapped his cheeks twice with both hands...

He looked at the fair-skinned young man reflected in the water, and finally a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

He staggered back to the ancient well.

As Jian Changsheng carefully put his head into the well, the deep well water came into view, which did not seem to be magical at all... He closed his eyes and called his mother's name over and over in his mind.

Thoughts were sprinkled on the surface of the well water, like a key connecting the world of life and death. Rays of light swayed in the well water, reflecting the Styx flowing just above it, as if it had become a tiny tributary belonging to Jian Changsheng alone.

Faintly, it seemed as if an outline was emerging from the well water.

"...Little Jane?"

A female voice sounded from the well.

Jian Changsheng was shocked.

He opened his eyes and saw the kind figure whom he missed day and night and who had accompanied him throughout his childhood, lying on the edge of the well on the other side of the reflection in the water, just like him, looking at him in surprise.

Jian Changsheng's lips trembled, and after a long time, he called out softly:

"……mom."

……

Sun Bumian slowly walked to the side of the peaceful Chen Ling.

"...Who taught you to lie like that? Plum blossom?" Sun Bumian looked at Chen Ling, who lay flat on her back with her hands folded across her chest, and couldn't help but complain, "Do you know that you look like you're about to be buried?"

"But it's very relaxing this way." Chen Ling answered with her eyes closed. "It also helps me recover my strength faster."

Sun Bumian: ...

Sun Bumian lay silently beside Chen Ling, his hands folded on his chest. One in a stage gown, the other in a Tang suit, the two of them lying side by side, neatly arranged.

"You're late." Chen Ling said.

"I was actually planning to come find you guys right away, but then my master, Old Dengka, came up to me just in time... and he pulled me aside to chat for a while." Sun Bumian shrugged. "I don't know what he's been doing for so long..."

"..."

"Why are not you talking?"

“…He came to see me.”

"???" Sun Bumian cursed, "I knew it! He abandoned his good disciple and secretly went to look for an outsider like you... This Lao Deng is such a scumbag!"

"He reminded me a lot and also gave me some... prophecies?"

"Good or bad?"

"I don't know... probably both."

"Although my master is a jerk, he still has some strength." Sun Bumian paused for a moment, "When it comes to divination, he almost never makes a mistake... He even predicted his own death in advance and left a backup plan, allowing himself to stay awake in the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure and even retain a small amount of strength.

What did he tell you? "

"He said that what I want to do cannot be done by one person..." Chen Ling turned his head slightly and looked at Sun Bumian beside him, "I need your help."

Sun Bumian was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he tried hard to suppress it:

"Well...it's normal. After all, I am really very powerful."

Chen Ling:......

"Heart."

"Ok?"

"My master is really optimistic about you." Sun Bumian also turned his head and looked at Chen Ling. "He said that you will be the key to changing the world... His words can't be wrong."

Sun Bumian paused for a moment and added, "My intuition won't be wrong."

Chen Ling was slightly startled.

"Yu Xiao, Yu You, I will spare no effort to help you... My thousand years of accumulation exist precisely for this reason." Sun Bumian said seriously,

"Don't worry...my strength is your strength."

Chen Ling stared at him blankly for a long time, then silently withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes again...

“… disgusting.”

Sun Bumian: ???

……

"Mom, I've had a good life these years."

"..."

"...After you left, the Yan family treated me very well. They stopped bullying me, and the young master also treated me as a friend... Really, your son has embarked on the path of the God of War. They are all respectful to me, so how dare I neglect them?"

"..."

"How could that be, Mom? I, your son, am a man blessed with great fortune. Everything has been smooth sailing. How could I possibly endure any hardship?"

"..."

"I'm really not thin, I've been losing fat recently!"

"..."

"Mom, I'm still a great hero in the human realm. They all call me General Jian! Isn't that awesome?! Your son has never brought shame to our family!"

"..."

"No... I'm just a little old, I don't want to get married yet... Oh, let's not talk about this."

"..."

"I'm not alone. I have some very good friends. They brought them to the Ghost Path Ancient Treasures this time. We have a really good relationship, the kind that's worth our lives."

"..."

Jian Changsheng lay beside the ancient well, patiently telling the figure at the bottom of the well about his experiences over the years, how he rose to prominence with the love of everyone, and how he grew up step by step from the Aurora Realm to where he is today.

Jian Changsheng looked back in the direction of the Temple of the Dead, then turned his gaze back to the bottom of the well:

"Mom...son can only chat with you for a little while longer this time."

"My buddy has something very important to do. He...he's not as capable as me, and he can't do without me. So, he needs me to support him..."

"mom……"

"Your son will definitely become a true hero."