Seven Deaths for a Life was like a shadow over my life that I could never shake off.
I had survived because of Seven Deaths for a Life, and I had died because of it, too.
Because of this thing, both my families had been destroyed. Even after coming all the way to Lin City, I had encountered Seven Deaths for a Life again.
Those words frightened me more than ghosts did.
It had reached the point where any topic related to Seven Deaths for a Life triggered me.
I felt that Lin Yin, an atheist, would not ask me about "extending someone's life" for no reason.
"I was just... asking."
Her gaze shifted as she explained, "You know I'm an atheist. I don't believe in these things, but I'm also someone who thinks. You and Seventh Master speak with insight, not like charlatans, yet you both believe in ghosts and gods. I thought there might really be things in this world that ordinary people like us can't understand, so I was curious..."
Curiosity is human nature, I thought, but you can't be curious about everything.
Lin Xiaohua was her younger brother, but he had a terminal illness. If she really was curious about extending someone's life, I feared she might end up believing in it. And if she believed, she would certainly act on it.
But this was not something she could act on.
The water in the pot had come to a boil. I turned down the heat and went with Lin Yin to sit in the living room.
I said earnestly, "As an atheist, you don't necessarily have to investigate those things. Even though Seventh Master and I believe in ghosts and gods, we also believe that life and death are ordained, and wealth and status lie