Path of Reincarnation

"Put them away."

Zhao Hai left those words behind lightly, then turned and departed.

In a corner, Yang Chen's ghostly figure silently appeared once more. Looking at the pile of items on the ground, he seemed somewhat bewildered.

Hesitantly, he took a note from his pocket and stared at it for a long time.

This thing... seemed useless now.

Could Zhang Ziliang have arranged for someone else to deliver notes? Otherwise, why was Wang Ye always one step ahead of him, completing the arrangements on the note first?

There was actually a competitor!

The ghostly aura around Yang Chen surged continuously before he finally vanished into the darkness once more.

"Did it have to be this way?"

Zhong Kui's expression was somewhat blank. Sitting limply on the ground, he suddenly slapped himself hard across the face, his eyes slightly bloodshot.

"If I weren't such trash, damn it!"

This man, who had always been so forthright and fearless in the face of death, now wept silently.

The others were equally helpless, remaining silent.

Only Xiao Wu, whose face was somewhat pale and who looked terribly weak, gave a carefree smile. "Someone had to do it."

"And only I could do it."

"This was an arrangement made long ago. There's no point grieving now."

"Besides, I'm not truly dead."

"If that day ever comes, perhaps I'll become even stronger after I awaken."

Xiao Wu looked at everyone and tried to comfort them.

But...

No one responded.

Everyone knew it was nearly impossible. If it were possible, none of them feared death. Even if they had to sacrifice themselves, they would not feel this miserable. But watching their friend walk to his death with their own eyes...

"I have never rejected Buddhism. I even believe there should be Buddhas in this world."