Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1138 - 1134: Meeting

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Just as Shen Siyuan opened the fridge door and was about to grab a carton of milk, a series of urgent kicks came from the door. The force wasn’t strong, but it had the playful mischief unique to children.

"Coming, coming, stop kicking, stop kicking, you’re going to break the door..."

Without opening the door, Shen Siyuan could already guess who was outside.

As expected, when the door opened, there stood Tang Tang on her tiptoes, still trying to kick the door. Mao Sanmei was trying hard to pull her back, but the little one wasn’t giving up and sneakily added another kick.

Upon seeing Shen Siyuan, Tang Tang immediately restrained her naughtiness, showing a big smile. Her face was flushed like a ripe red apple, and her eyes looked a bit drowsy; she had obviously just woken up.

"Mr. Shen, I safely brought the children back."

Xu Xiaojing stood to the side, greeting with a smile. She looked a bit tired, but still gentle.

"Come in first." Shen Siyuan nodded, stepping aside to let them through.

Like a little cannonball, Dou Dou zoomed into the room first.

Luo Yunsong, who was following behind, also wanted to enter but froze as soon as he met Shen Siyuan’s gaze.

That gaze was calm and unruffled, yet seemed to see through everything, causing him to stand stiffly on the spot.

"You... you can see me too?" Luo Yunsong stammered, shock filling his tone.

Facing a child like Dou Dou, he could be more at ease, but in front of a composed adult like Shen Siyuan, he involuntarily showed more respect, even lowering his stance.

At this time, Xiao Ya also timidly walked into the room.

Seeing this, Tang Tang immediately wriggled out of Mao Sanmei’s grip, quickly rushing in with her short legs, afraid of being left behind.

Mao Sanmei smiled helplessly and promptly followed, her gaze always tightly following Tang Tang’s figure.

"Mr. Shen, I’ve returned the children. I won’t come in. I’ll be back tomorrow morning," Xu Xiaojing said.

"Alright, take it slow on the road and stay safe." Shen Siyuan reminded.

"Goodbye, Mr. Shen. Bye-bye, Dou Dou~"

Xu Xiaojing waved her hand, her eyes falling on Dou Dou, who was peeking out from behind Shen Siyuan.

She thought Dou Dou was bidding farewell to her, not realizing that the little one’s gaze had been fixated on Luo Yunsong beside her.

Watching Xu Xiaojing enter the elevator, Shen Siyuan turned to the slightly nervous Luo Yunsong standing at the door, saying, "You can come in too."

Only then did Luo Yunsong heave a sigh of relief, quickly stepping into the room.

"This is Potato!" Dou Dou introduced Luo Yunsong, her small face full of pride, as if showing off a treasure.

It was then that Luo Yunsong realized that "Potato" was a playful nickname, but he couldn’t decipher the meaning behind "Potato" and didn’t dare ask further.

Shen Siyuan rubbed Dou Dou’s small head and gently said, "I’ll take care of things here. You go and play with Tang Tang and Xiao Ya."

"Alrighty."

Dou Dou promptly answered, bouncing off towards the depth of the living room, and soon their laughter could be heard.

"Hello, Mr. Shen, sorry to intrude."

Luo Yunsong greeted Shen Siyuan once more with increasing respect.

Shen Siyuan nodded and turned away, saying, "Come with me."

Luo Yunsong carefully followed Shen Siyuan, moving through the living room and onto the balcony.

The balcony was spacious and bright, with a wicker chair and a small tea table. Sunshine poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warm and cozy.

"Sit."

Shen Siyuan gestured to the wicker chair and pulled another chair for himself to sit on.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen."

Luo Yunsong bowed in thanks before gently sitting down, his back straight, displaying extraordinary manners.

Shen Siyuan picked up the teapot on the table, pouring himself a cup of tea, the fragrance wafting gently. "Where did you meet Dou Dou today?"

"At White Egret Park," Luo Yunsong quickly explained.

"Today, Teacher Xu took the children for sketching at the park. Little Tang Tang found my mother’s golden bracelet, and by chance, I discovered that Dou Dou could actually see me, so I followed them here."

"It seems you’ve already grasped some basic understanding?"

Shen Siyuan lifted his teacup, taking a gentle sip.

"Um... what do you mean by that?" Luo Yunsong looked confused.

"Didn’t she tell you why she could see you? Also, didn’t ask if you had any unfulfilled wishes?"

"Little Dou Dou only told me she was a ghost god and that you appointed her ’Only See Wolf,’ but I couldn’t quite grasp what she meant."

Speaking of "Only See Wolf," even he found it a bit ridiculous, unable to hold back a faint smile.

"It’s ’Scribe,’ not ’Only See Wolf.’

Shen Siyuan corrected, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "But that’s just a nominal position. Their real duty is as Guiding Child in the Netherworld, responsible for directing the deceased."

"Guiding Child?" Luo Yunsong gasped, his eyes widening in astonishment.

He found it hard to reconcile the playful and sometimes temperamental little girl with serious terms like "ghost god" and "Guiding Child," thinking it was rather childish.

Shen Siyuan seemed to see through his thoughts and chuckled, explaining, "It’s just to keep them occupied. In fact, the dead don’t really need guidance. Once they let go of their attachments, they’ll naturally move towards where they should be."

Luo Yunsong noticed that Shen Siyuan mentioned "they," evidently indicating that Dou Dou wasn’t the only Guiding Child.

His curiosity burned, but he didn’t dare to ask directly, merely responding with respect, "I’ve only recently started sensing the existence of the Netherworld. I always believed that once a ghost lets go of their attachments, they would simply dissipate into the heavens."

"How long have you been deceased?" Shen Siyuan asked.

"Twenty-three years, five months, and twenty-one days," Luo Yunsong answered almost instinctively, a subtle melancholy in his tone.

"You remember so precisely?" Shen Siyuan seemed a bit surprised.

"I’ve been counting the days all these years," Luo Yunsong smiled bitterly.

"Tell me your story."

Shen Siyuan set down the teacup, his gaze resting on Luo Yunsong, imbued with a calming power.

Upon hearing this, warmth filled Luo Yunsong’s heart.

Having wandered the world like an invisible man for years, unseen and unheard, finally having the chance to pour out his heart was an opportunity he wouldn’t pass up.

However, before speaking, he had a question buried deeply in his heart that he wanted to confirm.

"Mr. Shen, if I may ask boldly, what divine role do you hold? What position do you serve in the Netherworld?" he asked cautiously, with a trace of apprehension in his voice.

To have the power to designate Guiding Child and to see a wandering ghost like him who’s been roaming for years, Shen Siyuan’s identity must not be simple.