Life-Span Crisis!

"Caw... caw..."

The crows in the tree seemed to lose interest when they saw that these were all living people, and flew away, cursing and swearing.

Chen Luo looked at Yinggou and asked, "Yinggou, how do you feel?"

If anyone among them could be in a special situation, it could only be Yinggou.

Yinggou held her breath until her cheeks puffed out, and painstakingly investigated her condition. After a moment, she raised her head, panic written across her face. "Uh... uh only have one day left too!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yinggou's face crumpled.

"Uh... uh is going to die of old age?"

"Ah... uh still has four babies..."

Yinggou counted on her fingers. "King of Hundred Questions still owes uh three meals, King of Suspended Mirror still owes uh six drinks, and King of Seas said he'd take uh to the pleasure quarters... No, uh still has so many things left to do... Uh doesn't want to die!"

As she spoke, Yinggou slammed her fist into the ground. The earth shook, and her punch carved out a huge pit.

Chen Luo, Bodhisattva Yixing, and Han Qin Hu all rose into the air in time, avoiding falling into the pit.

Forget it. The child was upset and needed to vent. There was no need to bother with her.

At that moment, Yixing frowned in thought. "Buddha Son, this poor monk seems to have figured something out."

"Mm, Master, please explain!" Chen Luo asked eagerly, delighted.

"I dare not accept the title of Master. If this poor monk has guessed correctly, the rules of this small world should be related to life span!"

Chen Luo glanced at Yixing and sighed. "Master Yixing, let me tell you something."

"Please, Buddha Son!"

"For something so obvious, there's no need to ponder