At this moment, Tan Wenbin's hand holding the cigarette also began to tremble.

It wasn't out of fear, but rather excitement, with a hint of eagerness to try.

Lin Shuyou leaned over: "Brother Bin."

Tan Wenbin glanced at Lin Shuyou; this kid had disrupted his own heroic sense of self-movedness.

"Hmm?"

"It's the first time I've seen Three-eyed like this; is death really that terrifying?"

"You can ask the child, he has died before."

"I asked the child, he said it's different. After death, his soul first turned into a Fierce Ghost, inheriting his consciousness. He also said Zhao Yi's recent manner of death is a very thorough annihilation."

Tan Wenbin exhaled a smoke ring: "Then go ask Three-eyed."

Lin Shuyou: "He doesn't seem to want to interact with people now. Just a moment ago, the Liang Sisters…"

Tan Wenbin: "You're different."

Lin Shuyou: "I…"

Li Zhiyuan, who was drawing, paused and looked at Zhao Yi.

Noticing Zhao Yi still sitting there digesting his emotions, the boy slightly frowned.

He knew that ordinary death wasn't really that frightening, similar to falling asleep; Zhao Yi was just erased by the Book of Life and Death, instantly killed by a curse, being a lingering death in all its severity.

But time was running out; according to the rhythm of the first incense stick, the apparition in official robes would soon reappear, and the countdown for the second incense stick had actually begun.

The boy wanted to help Zhao Yi survive, but Zhao Yi's current state would lower his survival rate.

Li Zhiyuan looked over at Lin Shuyou, who was talking to Tan Wenbin.

Lin Shuyou, sensing Brother Xiao Yuan's gaze, pointed at himself.

Li Zhiyuan then looked towards Zhao Yi, lowered his head, and continued drawing.

Tan Wenbin: "See, Brother Xiao Yuan is telling you to comfort Three-eyed."

Lin Shuyou: "But I don't know how to comfort him…"

Tan Wenbin: "The scenery is nice here; go carry him and walk around, let him feel the breeze and enjoy the view."

Lin Shuyou: "Huh?"

Tan Wenbin: "Forget it, you do have a grudge against Three-eyed."

Lin Shuyou: "A grudge is a grudge, but I don't want him to die, especially not in this way."

Tan Wenbin chuckled; he always understood why Zhao Yi treated Ah You differently.

Lin Shuyou walked over to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi noticed the approaching footsteps, his instinctual dislike rising.

But before he could look up or process his emotions, his feet left the ground, and he was carried on someone's back.

Ah You said nothing, just started to run with Three-eyed on his back.

At first, Zhao Yi was a bit stunned, then speechless, and finally bemused.

He was very familiar with Ah You's back, having spent almost the entire time on it at Yulong Snow Mountain.

The young man's back wasn't particularly broad, his muscles hard from martial arts training, and a bit uncomfortable.

But his back always brought a sense of peace because you knew when he carried you, he would never drop you halfway.

Yin Meng, with a preserved plum in her mouth, walked over to Tan Wenbin and watched Lin Shuyou, who was carrying Zhao Yi and running wildly down the slope.

Zhao Yi deliberately leaned back, letting go with both hands.

Lin Shuyou, afraid he'd fall, had to tighten his grip to keep him close to his back.

"Oh my!"

"Don't shout!"

"I'm alive again, I'm not dead!"

"Don't move around, hold tight!"

Yin Meng: "Ah You is really good at comforting people." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Tan Wenbin: "Ah You has matured a lot these years, but his core hasn't changed."

Yin Meng: "Do you want a preserved plum?"

Tan Wenbin: "Sure."

Yin Meng picked up a preserved plum and handed it to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin didn't take it but instead asked, "Do you have a newly opened bag?"

Yin Meng: "It's not like I made the plums; have you really come to this point with me?"

Tan Wenbin: "Just look at where we're heading here."

"Oh, true, I get it." Yin Meng took an unopened package from her pocket and handed it to Tan Wenbin.

The Liang Sisters also walked over at this moment, looking at their leader, who was shouting and laughing on someone else's back, a stark contrast to before, with complex expressions in their eyes.

Tan Wenbin asked: "Want a preserved plum?"

Liang Yan: "No."

Liang Li: "It's already very sour."

Tan Wenbin: "Your leader has always lacked a sense of security since childhood."

Liang Yan: "A sense of security?"

Liang Li: "We also lack it, with him."

Tan Wenbin shook his head: "He could have had you light the incense, but he didn't."

No one else could force these sisters to willingly light the incense, but Zhao Yi could because they were his subordinates, and he was very good at deceiving women.

The two sisters remained silent.

Yin Meng spat out the pit, glanced at Tan Wenbin, realizing her companion at the helm was really busy, maintaining their team atmosphere while also partially handling the ideological construction of another team.

Tan Wenbin threw the cigarette butt to the ground, stepping on it with his shoe. No matter what, Zhao Yi was now also bearing some burdens for him.

The noise from below abruptly stopped.

Except for Li Zhiyuan, everyone else on the slope looked down collectively.

Lin Shuyou took Zhao Yi to the small river at the bottom of the slope.

His idea was simple: playing in the water, splashing around, might bring some joy.

And then, the figure in official robes appeared in the water.

Just two meters away from them, head lowered, holding an incense burner, with only two incense sticks left; the shorter one was already one-third burned.

After a while, the figure disappeared before them.

Lin Shuyou asked bluntly: "Three-eyed, you're going to die again."

Zhao Yi: "Yeah."

Lin Shuyou: "Then go die."

Zhao Yi: "You've said that too early, I still have some time, enough to write several farewell letters. Are you scared?"

For the first time, Lin Shuyou didn't blush, silently carrying Zhao Yi back.