Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1056 - 1052: Silk Manuscript

"Haha~, guess what I found?"

The crisp laughter pierced the post-battle silence; it was Dou Dou’s voice.

This little thing truly has a big heart, having just escaped a life-and-death peril, she feels no fear at all, bouncing around lively like a sparrow just freed from its cage.

She held her little hand high, clutching the very ancient book Lu Xiwen had cherished like a treasure.

Shen Siyuan’s eyes flickered with surprise.

The Mountain and River Mirror’s golden light was overwhelmingly dominant, dissolving anything it touched, yet this book remained intact, truly remarkable.

The so-called Mountain and River Mirror, named by Shen Siyuan because it could project landscapes.

"Let me take a look." Shen Siyuan, surprised, spoke upon seeing this.

"No way! I found it first!"

Dou Dou hid the book behind her as if protecting her food, her brows furrowed, her stingy appearance causing Duoduo beside her to pout.

"Hmph, so what if you found it first? Clearly, Brother was the one who defeated the villain!"

Duoduo had reformed into her human shape and immediately retorted.

"I... I could also defeat him, it’s just that Brother Potato got there first."

Dou Dou’s face turned red, hastily defending herself, her voice a few tones louder than usual, holding onto the book tightly, fearing it might be snatched away.

"Still, Brother won! So this belongs to Brother!" Duoduo stood her ground.

As the two little girls were about to argue fiercely again, Shen Siyuan hurriedly stepped forward to mediate: "Alright alright, no more arguing. I don’t want this thing, just let me take a look, and I’ll give it back after."

Dou Dou suspiciously sized him up for a while, his sincere expression didn’t hint at deception, only then reluctantly brought the book out from behind her, handing it to Shen Siyuan with an admonition: "We agreed, you must return it after looking."

Shen Siyuan was amused and lightly tapped her little head before taking the book from her hand.

Upon his fingertips touching the book, he felt a smooth, cool sensation.

He carefully probed it, realizing the book wasn’t made of ordinary paper, but an unknown silk fabric.

The surface of the silk faintly glimmered, exuding a touch of antiquity, his fingers pressed slightly but felt it extraordinarily tough, completely unmoving.

Sadly, the silk seemed to have undergone years of erosion or was bored by insects, its pages riddled with holes, even the original cover lost, leaving only a stack of incomplete inner pages.

The remaining pages were copied with some Confucian sayings in ink, but the words were scattered, with no coherence at all, forming no passages.

Examining the handwriting, crooked and dispersed, the strokes carried a hint of youthful awkwardness, resembling scribbles by a Confucian child during class, certainly not any renowned figure’s work.

Shen Siyuan couldn’t tell whether this book was Lu Xiwen’s personal item or obtained from some encounter.

He casually flipped through a few pages, reciting a couple of sentences, yet no phenomena occurred, making it seem like an ordinary old book.

Then he formed a sword with his fingers, lightly slashing at a corner of the book, but the silk remained undamaged; even a faint scratch wasn’t left behind.

Shen Siyuan, unable to discern the book’s mystery, returned it to Dou Dou: "This item is indeed unusual, but I can’t see its use for now. Keep it, and study it slowly in the future."

"Okay." Dou Dou accepted it joyfully.

"Let’s go, we shall continue forward." Shen Siyuan took the lead, bypassing the large pit blasted by the golden light, heading onward.

The three youngsters hurriedly followed, closely trailing behind him, not daring to relax.

This time, Dou Dou wasn’t enthusiastically patting her belly like beating a drum; she carried the book along, studying it repeatedly.

Duoduo also curiously leaned in, craning her neck, staring intently.

Yet, after Dou Dou examined it several times, she found the book filled with dense text, lacking a single illustration, instantly feeling dizzy, her big eyes spinning like mosquito coils, utterly losing interest.

She simply passed the book aside, slipping it into Xiao Yue’s hands: "Sister Xiao Yue, this is for you."

"For me?" Xiao Yue hesitated, clearly surprised by her sudden offer, her eyes full of astonishment, "Brother said this is extraordinary, a good item, aren’t you keeping it?"

"I can’t read the words on it, it’s useless for me."

Dou Dou waved her hand, matter-of-factly, "Sister Xiao Yue likes reading, giving it to you makes it useful!"

Xiao Yue, hearing this, showed a conflicted expression, her fingers slightly moved, but she didn’t immediately accept it.

This book remained intact under the Mountain and River Mirror’s golden light, definitely not ordinary, leaving her hesitant, not knowing whether to accept it.

At that moment, Shen Siyuan, who had been observing the sounds behind, turned his head and smiled, speaking to Xiao Yue: "Since Dou Dou genuinely gifted you, take it, study it well, you might discover how to use it."

With Shen Siyuan’s words, Xiao Yue’s inner conflict dissipated.

She solemnly extended her hand, carefully receiving the book, her fingertips gently stroking the smooth silk, then meticulously turning the pages to study.

Whether due to the previous commotion disturbing hidden Mud Worms, or the area being Lu Xiwen’s "territory," as they progressed, they didn’t encounter another Mud Worm or polluted Heroic Spirit.

This is what Shen Siyuan called ghosts like Lu Xiwen.

Though he was corrupted by evil, degenerating to a Mud Worm-like existence.

In life, he was undoubtedly an outstanding figure, possibly even achieving significant accomplishments in some aspect.

Because only such individuals could maintain reason and human form, not turning into irrational monsters when corrupted by Polluted Energy and twisted in nature.

Witnessing this, Shen Siyuan chose not to stay longer in the Netherworld, leading the three youngsters back to the Mortal World.

Then from Si Ming returned to Bin Hai, it was already four in the morning.

Shen Siyuan refrained from returning to his room to sleep, avoiding disturbing Ruan Hongzhuang and Taozi.

Instead, he began cultivating on the balcony, feeling inadequate in strength as his exploration of Yangzhou Netherworld deepened.

Seeing this, Xiao Yue sat beside him, continuing to study the book in her hands.

Dou Dou and Duoduo, being bored, refrained from waking Tang Tang and Xiao Ya.

Duoduo pondered, then dragged Dou Dou, rolling with Yin Wind, toward the eastern part of the city.

"Where are we going?" Dou Dou asked curiously.

"You’ll know when we get there."

"But I can’t wait, I want to know now."

"Oh, but I don’t want to tell you."

"Wow, you’re so bad, you’re a bad boy."

"Thank you for the compliment." Duoduo replied.

"I wasn’t complimenting you, I was saying you’re a bad boy." Dou Dou hurriedly said. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Oh, that counts as a compliment." Duoduo responded nonchalantly.

Dou Dou felt puzzled, beginning to doubt herself, could calling someone a bad boy truly be a compliment?