Chapter 546 (2/2)

”Can he see us?”

In the empty yard, in the eyes of the trick, there are two figures with a high hat, one black and one white. One is holding a chain flying claw and the other is holding a mourning stick. He is preparing to hook Xu Xian's soul.

It is black and white impermanence.

Hearing the words of the trick, Bai impermanence wondered.

”Probably a monk.” Black impermanence's eyes lit up, looked up and down at the trick, ”I can't see the origin.”

”What about friars? They fix their immortals. We take our ghosts and don't interfere with each other. Does he dare to use them?” Bai Wuchang has a long tongue, which is very frightening.

”That's true. Although it's only a preliminary establishment of small reincarnation, it can't be compared with the past, but not everyone can bully.” Black impermanence way.

”Two gods, why do you ignore the little monk?” Quirky asked.

At least it's his territory of Jinshan Temple!

”Who are you and why are you stopping us?” Bai impermanence asked.

”Little monk, Jinshan Temple, Fayuan.” Said the trick.

”Is Fayuan the one Yan Jun said?” Black impermanence whispered.

”Maybe, otherwise there would be no such coincidence!” White impermanence said.

”What about that?” Black impermanence asked.

”It's master Jinshan Temple. What can I do for you?” Bai impermanence has spoken.

”Xu Xian was frightened and died. His life is not over. Please give the monk a face and don't take his soul away.” Said the trick.

As soon as Bai impermanence opens his mouth, he knows that the trick is right. Black and white impermanence, or the hell they represent, already knows the agreement they have reached with Zhao Gongming.

It's just a dead soul of Xu Xian, who is still a man with an unfinished life. If you let it go, you'll let it go. Outside Suzhou, how many people are controlled by demons and ghosts after death? In contrast, Xu Xian is nothing.

”Master, Xu Xian is dead and his soul is out of body. We can't help him restore Yang. Only Yan Jun can.” White impermanence said.

”I don't dare to bother Yan Jun,” said the trick. ”I thank you two gods.”

Black and white impermanence leaves, returns to the room, grabs Xu Xian's confused soul, and in Bai Suzhen's angry eyes, inserts it into Xu Xian's body.

Then he recited the Requiem curse.

It's just reincarnation. The soul is still around, and there's no need to summon the soul. There's no trouble. It's a spell.

After reciting the death mantra, Xu Xian had a faint breath.

”Monk, Xu tanyue can wake up tomorrow,” said the trick. ”I still want to remind you that no matter how white a lie is, it's only a lie after all. You can think about it.”

”By the way, finally, I would like to remind you that I remember what the monk just said. When the monk needs help in the future, the monk must not deny it. Otherwise, the monk will consider whether he can bear the consequences of denial.”

With that, he left the security hall and turned to Hanshan Temple.