Seeing her attitude, Qin Zhao couldn't be bothered to say more.
The red rope and the ancient coin attached to it were no ordinary objects; the rope's color was dark and judging by its aura, it was dyed with blood.
The copper coin was not currency from any known dynasty, but a coin from the Netherworld.
How could the living wear something from the Netherworld? At best, it would deplete their vitality, bringing misfortune and a shortened life; at worst, it would attract evil spirits.
Clearly, this joss paper coin had been deliberately fashioned into a bracelet, likely for some unique purpose. For mortals, that purpose was certainly not a good one.
If an evil spirit were indeed attracted, such spirits tended to possess some spiritual intelligence. Even if Guan Xinzhi threw the bracelet away, the spirit could still find her, so Qin Zhao had suggested she dispose of it in a temple.
Let the Buddhist powers suppress such an object, gradually eliminating the Netherworld's aura from it.
