Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

"Aren't you dead yet?" The undead warrior's voice was full of ridicule.He waved the weapon in his hand and attacked Cen Mingche violently.

Cen Mingche knew that this would be his last battle, but he was not afraid.He straightened up, exhausted his last bit of strength, and launched a final fight with the undead warrior.This is a heroic duel, a battle between life and death.

Cen Mingche's death made the whole world gloomy and silent.His companion, Arya, felt a great sense of loss and helplessness.She gently placed Cen Mingche's body on a flat stone slab, and tears burst into her eyes.

"You are so brave and determined." She whispered, stroking Cen Mingche's pale face.She decided to hold a grand funeral for him to express her respect and gratitude to him.

Arya mourned him and sorted out his belongings.Suddenly, she noticed that Cen Mingche's sword was emitting a faint light.She held the sword in her hand, and there was a small line of words on the hilt: "The brave will live forever."

She realized that this was not just an ordinary sword, but contained Cen Mingche's soul and courage.She decided to keep the sword as a souvenir and vowed to continue his unfinished business.

The day of the funeral finally came and the whole village came to attend.Aaliyah stood in front of Cen Mingche's grave, tears flowing uncontrollably.She placed his sword next to the grave, symbolizing his courage to forever protect this land.

Suddenly, the clouds over the funeral parted, and a beam of sunlight shone down, illuminating the entire cemetery.People felt a strange sense of peace and comfort.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and people were surprised to see a blooming flower appearing on Cen Mingche's grave.This seems to be nature's tribute to this brave man.

After the funeral, Arya decided to embark on a new adventure, feeling filled with strength and determination.She will always miss Cen Mingche and will continue his mission to protect this land and the souls of those who have fought for it.

Thick fog enveloped the entire cemetery, creating a deep atmosphere.Cen Mingche's soul realized at this moment that he had not left, but was resurrected in this strange cemetery and became an undead skeleton.

He felt that his body was no longer flesh and blood, but cold and hard bones.He tried to speak and found he could only make a hoarse sound.His heart was full of chaos and confusion, and he didn't know how to face this new reality.

"You're awake." A dull voice sounded.Cen Mingche turned around and saw a creature that was also a skeleton. He seemed to be the guardian of this cemetery.

"I...I have become like this?" Cen Mingche made a difficult voice, trying to express his confusion.

"Yes, you have become an undead skeleton, but you are not the destiny trapped here. Your courage and sense of mission will take you to a different path." The guardian said calmly.

There were ripples in Cen Mingche's heart. He realized that he could not be bound to this cemetery. He had unfinished business and responsibilities to complete.He decided to find a way to escape, a chance to regain his life.

He began to wander the cemetery, looking for clues and possible exits.During his exploration, he encountered many other undead.Some undead wallow in pain and resentment, while others accept this new identity.

"If you want to find relief, you must face your heart and accept everything you have become." The guardian's voice sounded in his ears again.This sentence made him think deeply.

He began to recall everything he had done during his lifetime, and he would do anything for the truth and protection.He gradually understood that liberation was not only about the body, but also about the union of the soul.He needs to accept his past, his choices, and everything about him.

This realization gave him a sense of relief and peace.He walked towards the Guardian again, smiling.

"I'm ready." Cen Mingche said.

Cen Mingche, who had regained his life, stood outside the cemetery, with a warm sunshine shining on him, as if praising his courage.He felt life surge through his body and his heart was filled with hope.

"You are no longer an ordinary undead," the guardian's voice sounded again. "You are a special being, a dead person who has been given a new life."

Cen Mingche nodded gratefully, knowing that he could not let down this new opportunity.He decided to leave this cemetery to find his former partner Arya and a way to save this land.

He embarked on a new journey, and the whole world was full of unknowns to him.In this ghostly realm, he saw the dead trapped in the ghosts of evil spirits. They were controlled by darkness and wandered in an illusory reality.

"They need help and need to find inner firmness." The guardian's voice warned.

Cen Mingche understood that he couldn't just care about himself.He began to reach out to these troubled souls, using his own experiences to encourage them and convey hope.

"You can find yourselves again and be reborn," he encouraged them, and they began to show signs of hope, as if the darkness within them was fading.

In the process, he met a deceased person who called herself Elaine.She was once a powerful mage, but her powers led her into the dark abyss.Cen Mingche talked with her and learned her story. He felt a responsibility and wanted to help her find a new direction.

"You still have a chance. You can use your power to help others and redeem your past mistakes." Cen Mingche said softly.

Elion was lost in thought, her eyes flashing with hesitation and confusion.Cen Mingche didn't force anything, he understood that everyone has their own choices and opportunities.

In his unremitting pursuit, Cen Mingche met a young deceased named Eric.He was once a promising musician, but he lost his hands in an accident, as well as his faith and hope for survival.

"I can't play my music anymore, it's all meaningless." Eric's voice was full of despair and bitterness.

Cen Mingche listened quietly. He understood this feeling of losing hope.The twists and turns of life can make people get lost, but he also firmly believes that there is a kind of fire in everyone's heart. As long as you find it, hope will be rekindled.

"You were once an excellent musician, and music was your life, but you know, there are still many people who need your music." Cen Mingche said softly, trying to awaken the fire in Eric's heart.

Eric pondered silently, Cen Mingche's words slowly fermenting in his heart.Perhaps, he can create music in a new way, share it with those similarly trapped souls, and give them courage and hope.