The Vicissitudes of Life

Li Qi had never expected Er Gou to be so decisive.

Originally, Li Qi had planned to let Er Gou sit there while he himself never mentioned the word "death," allowing the other's soul to silently leave his body and enter reincarnation. That way, there would be no process of "death," and being reborn would be much easier to accept.

After all, compared to being reborn after death, waking from a dream only to find that one had already been born again was far more acceptable.

But perhaps after Xiao Gou's death, Er Gou had truly lost the drive to live. He did not care whether Li Qi was deceiving him or not, and simply ended his own life cleanly and decisively.

With one palm strike, his body shattered, and his true spirit drifted free.

"Sorry to trouble you two," Li Qi said to the two underworld officials with cupped hands, while also taking out some sacrificial offerings.

The underworld officials repeatedly said they dared not accept, but their hands moved swiftly enough when taking the offerings. Then they returned the courtesy to Li Qi, took the two true spirits, and entered the Gate of Ghosts.

Li Qi left a trace of perception within the two true spirits, then returned to the rabbit's side.

To him, this had merely been a matter of lifting a hand, a trivial thing.

Seeing Li Qi return, Shen Shuibi, who had been watching all along, suddenly said, "Those two... cared about each other quite deeply. Don't torment them."

"Why would I? It's not like something's wrong with me." Li Qi smiled, then asked curiously, "Besides, you never used to say things like that. Why did you suddenly change?"

"How should I put it... don't you think the two of them are a little like