Scarlet Descent

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This was just an ordinary funeral. People gathered, ate cold dishes, met familiar or unfamiliar friends, and bid farewell to the old man. It was as if they were using this occasion to tell the world that this person had ended his life, but the witnesses were still alive. Wei Wei participated in the process with a sense of novelty.

He saw Captain Ouyang throw the first handful of dirt, followed by Uncle Gun and Zhu Zai using shovels to fill in the grave. However, Zhu Zai tired quickly, so Wei Wei took over, working alongside Uncle Gun to move the soil from a nearby pile. As he worked, he felt surprisingly calm. He wasn’t sure if it was due to his recent reflections or the new abilities of the crimson power’s third stage.Wei Wei felt the calmness inside him, allowing him to sense the gazes of those around him. They stood quietly on both sides, watching as the coffin was slowly covered. Some showed reverence, others regret, and some admiration. But there was no gloating. Even the leader of the mysterious family, who had been scolded by Uncle Gun earlier, seemed to have a hint of resignation. Perhaps he had finally realized the true strength of his opponent and felt his previous desire for revenge was childish?Indeed, the old man’s death had vividly shown everyone the terror of a War Demon. As Wei Wei thought about this, he noticed a peculiar emotion in the gazes around him—pity and resignation, different from the others. Instinctively, he turned around, his eyes scanning through the crowd until they landed on a figure standing behind a row of trees near the villa’s edge. The figure wore a priest’s robe and a red hat, eerily familiar, like a memory from three years ago.Wei Wei’s heart skipped a beat as he quickly straightened up, his gaze leaping over the heads of the crowd towards the trees. But there was no one there.“Did I see wrong?”Wei Wei felt a moment of surprise but quickly composed himself, noticing the curious glances from those around him. For now, helping complete the funeral was the priority.The grave was filled, and the funeral ended. Normally, this would be the time to bid farewell to the family and offer condolences, but the family had retreated into the large building without appearing. Many looked at Captain Ouyang, unsure if he should take the family’s place, but his somber face made it difficult to speak words of comfort.After helping with the burial, Wei Wei walked to the west side of the wall. He circled the trees where he had seen the figure but found no one. However, under one tree, he noticed a blooming rose lying quietly among the weeds. Wei Wei knelt beside the rose, looked up at the grave, and smiled. He stood up and walked towards the courtyard, stepping on the rose as he went.“Little Lin, how’s the communication with the higher-ups?”At the same time, Captain Ouyang found Little Lin and asked with some urgency.“Just like you said, Captain,” Little Lin replied. “After submitting the report, I’ve been following up twice a day.”“They said the matter is too important and the evidence is insufficient, so they need to verify it. They told us to be vigilant and wait patiently for a response. As for the witnesses we prepared, they don’t recommend sending them to the second city line; it’s better to keep them here for now.”“Those damned bureaucrats…”Captain Ouyang’s face darkened: “We can’t wait anymore.”“Old Zhou is dead, and Scrap Iron City has lost its greatest deterrent.”“A city without a War Demon to preside over it can’t intimidate those ambitious people around us!”Regarding Wei Wei, Captain Ouyang’s expression showed a hint of anxiety. His usually well-combed hair seemed slightly disheveled.“Captain, if there’s nothing else this afternoon, I’ll head back,” Little Lin said.After the funeral, it seemed Captain Ouyang would stay a bit longer. He had a close relationship with the old War Demon and needed to handle many matters that outsiders couldn’t interfere with. Lucky Sister and Little Lin prepared to leave first. Wei Wei waited for a while but didn’t see the tall girl come down, so he bid his farewells and left. He didn’t even know the old man’s name, yet he had become one of his send-offs. Attending a funeral, eating a cold meal, firing guns for three minutes, and helping with the burial—it seemed strange, but Wei Wei felt like something had affected him.After sending Ye Feifei and Little Lin back to the base, Wei Wei skipped his shift and returned home. As he entered, a chilly atmosphere enveloped him. He noticed that the stopper of a glass bottle on the windowsill had been knocked off. Looking up, he saw a ghostly noblewoman floating about twenty centimeters off the ground, blowing dust from the windowsill and corners, which she swept out the window. The room was spotlessly clean, almost uncomfortably so.“Hmm?”Wei Wei was surprised: “Even after death, she’s so fond of cleanliness?”As he thought this, he entered the room with his shoes on, let out a sigh, and sat on the sofa. The ghostly lady by the window looked at him with a cold expression.“Ghosts seem to have a strong sense of territoriality…”Wei Wei thought: “She’s treating my home as her territory?”Out of respect for living beings, even dead spirits, Wei Wei didn’t mind. He removed his shoes and kicked them aside, then pulled out the lunch he had packed. The ghostly lady’s face, though beautiful but with many dead features, showed a pained expression. She stared at Wei Wei’s discarded shoes as if they were her enemy.Wei Wei ignored her and began enjoying his large portion of pork rib rice with stir-fried chili and scallions. Honestly, he preferred the kind of funeral where the whole village would gather and feast. This current style wasn’t very filling.Just then, a gust of cold wind swept through, and the ghostly noblewoman sat down at the other end of the sofa. She looked at the pork rib rice with a nostalgic gaze, lifted her head, and seemed to savor the food in a trance-like state.“Hmm?”Wei Wei watched her actions, which mimicked eating, and felt puzzled. Ghosts couldn’t eat unless they were empowered by special demon powers, but as a spiritual entity, she could experience the pleasure of a meal by simply seeing it and having her spirit respond accordingly.“Fine, if you want to eat, just join me then.”Wei Wei sighed and pushed the stir-fried chili and scallions towards her. After all, it wasn’t like the food would lose flavor if a ghost used it, as some folk tales might suggest.After finishing the meal, Wei Wei felt tired, the fullness making him lazy. He pushed the lunch box onto the coffee table, propped his legs up, and comfortably leaned back on the sofa. He lit a cigarette and stared blankly at the ceiling. The ghostly noblewoman looked at the bedroom with disapproval, then at the lunch box on the coffee table, showing even greater discontent. She seemed unable to accept Wei Wei’s habit of not sleeping in the bedroom and not cleaning up after meals.But Wei Wei had always liked curling up on this small sofa to sleep, ever since moving in. He didn’t intend to change for her. As the ghostly noblewoman grew angrier, her beautiful but decayed face filled with a chilling aura. She suddenly floated menacingly towards Wei Wei.Wei Wei, exhaling smoke, reached for the scythe hanging on the wall and sliced his arm, causing blood to flow.Splatter…The ghostly lady knelt before the sofa, grasping Wei Wei’s hand and beginning to suck the blood. The world fell silent...Wei Wei tossed the half-smoked cigarette into the leftover soup, feeling his eyelids grow heavy. Since returning from the funeral, he had been filled with strange emotions, replaying the scenes of the send-off in his mind. The crimson power had a deep connection with death, and even in training camp, some had tried to prove that the crimson power was a branch of the death demon.Regardless, due to this core existence, Wei Wei was not unfamiliar with death, especially sending people to their deaths. He knew the crimson power would change more profoundly and strangely with each death. But now, he seemed to have encountered a kind of death he hadn’t seen before.“Hope the mentor didn’t trust the wrong person…”The tall girl’s words echoed in his mind again. Before his eyes, images began to appear—of the old man in the cage, smiling at him in his final moments. The crimson power began to stir, mysterious murmurs echoing in the depths of his dream.Blood covered his feet as Wei Wei walked through a sea of blood. He saw the fourth execution stand ahead, now clear. On it, a giant hung from the gallows, his eyes dimly opening to gaze at Wei Wei with a deep, mysterious look.After an indeterminate time, Wei Wei woke up, feeling the world around him was somewhat unreal. Outside, the sky had darkened. He suddenly felt extremely fatigued, his forehead slightly feverish.“Am I sick?”

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