Chapter 252
Zhongli and Shu Manman took a look at the gleaming forehead, and their eyes silently exchanged information that only each other could understand.

Zhongli: Why don't we fight.

Shu Manman: This is the door of someone's house, isn't it?

Zhongli: What are you afraid of? I even beat up his uncle.

Shu Manman: Just come.

After the exchange was over, Shu Manman and Zhong Li showed a half-smile expression at the same time.

"It's okay if you don't go in. It's boring to wait at the door. If you don't feel like the abbot, why don't we come and exchange ideas to pass the time?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care what Abbot Juefei wanted or thought, he directly put up one of Juefei's arms, got up and flew into the empty vestibule.

Abbot Juefei: Damn, just hit!If you don't fight, you really think that monks won't fight or be rude!

All of a sudden, in the courtyard where the spring was still good, a strong wind began to blow, and the fallen leaves and flowers rustled and swept up again.

And He Shuangjian, who followed Yan Mozhi and pushed the gate of the Palace of Rebirth, once stepped into the hall, the gate closed automatically.

It was dark inside, but after the door was closed.

All of a sudden, several corners of the hall and oil lamps of unknown origin in the center of the hall lit up immediately.

The flames danced brightly, and He Shuang took a look at it twice, and felt that it was somewhat similar to the two erratic bone lanterns made of white bones at the entrance of the White Bone Pagoda in the previous dream.

But He Shuang looked away after seeing it twice, because apart from these oil lamps, there were actually transparent glass bottles floating in the hall.And inside the bottle, if you look closely, there are shrunken animal bodies, soul bodies, and even human bodies one by one!

He Shuangjian stared at Yan Mozhi with wide eyes.

Yan Mozhi's eyes were dark, and he lowered his eyes slightly to look at He Shuangjian, "Yes, Ah Si can't enter reincarnation at all."

"So, can you only stay in this way?"

Neither die nor live.

Unable to leave, unable to reincarnate, only to stay.

He Shuang raised her eyes in a daze to inspect the densely packed glass bottles that made her feel chilly all over.

There are so many, there are demons, ghosts, people, and non-humans, whether they are good or evil, they are all trapped in this square inch by "fate".

"It's just a little different from them. He is a non-human without evil, and he died in vain. As long as the opportunity comes, he should be able to grow up slowly. This hall of death is very special, and it is very conducive to his growth. Maybe, in the future After 100 years, I will be able to escape by myself." Yan Mozhi comforted her.

He Shuang saw that his eyes were about to draw: "Where is he?"

Yan Mozhi went to a bottle near the oil lamp in the center and said, "It's there."

Seeing his eyes move, He Shuang finally saw the bottle with "Jizhi" written on it.
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The quiet young man was small at this time, and he was still silent.

Opportunity, when will it arrive?
One year and two years, 100 years and 200 years.

That Ah Si has passed away, will the "A Si" who wakes up again by chance be the original "A Si"?

Will you still remember them?

He Shuang didn't know, neither did Yan Mozhi.

Only fate knows, God knows.

He Shuangjian sadly looked away from the word Jizhi, wondering why Yan Mozhi didn't write his surname.

Maybe, in the next life, Ah Si doesn't want to be Yan's family member.

He Shuang saw that his gaze didn't move in focus, and just wanted to ask Yan Mozhi to go out.

Suddenly, when I saw three words, I was shocked!
(End of this chapter)

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