In a forbidden prison, an unexpected visitor arrived today.

“Where’s this kid from? Soft skin and tender meat. Why don’t we just toss him out? We can’t feed him anyway,” said a skinny man.

“Old Dao, don’t you dare! I brought this kid back,” another prisoner snapped.

“Poison Matron, don’t tell me your motherly instincts are acting up? You sure you want to raise this kid?”

“Why not? We’re all sinners in here. Meeting each other is fate. Look at the jade token around his neck—it’s got the character ‘Xiang’ on it. Let’s name him Xiang Yang. Hope that once he gets out of here, he can live in the sunlight and not turn out like us…”

…………

“Xiao Yang, if you accidentally killed someone, and someone saw it, what would you do?” the skinny man stood in front of the blackboard, questioning the child.

“Run…”

“Wrong!”

“Turn myself in…”

“Wrong!”

“Then… what should I do?”

“You should kill the other person too. That way, no one knows what you did. That’s the real answer!”

“But Grandpa Dao, didn’t you say we should always be kind?” the child asked in confusion.

“This is being kind. Didn’t we kill someone to keep him company in the afterlife? That way, he’s not lonely on the Road to the Underworld.”

Young Xiang Yang nodded half-understandingly…