Master Ji!
Xin Lin's heart clenched tight, a hint of warmth flickered in her dark pupils.
"He has already passed away."
The cold voice of Gui Hu came from behind her.
Xin Lin's hands clenched into fists.
Master Ji was a good person.
It was he who personally taught her how to make the Spiritual Delicacy Buns.
"He still had unfulfilled wishes, I didn't even... hear his last words clearly."
"Do you want to hear them?"
Gui Hu saw Xin Lin looking down, her delicate face stained with a few drops of blood, which added a bewitching beauty to her.
"Do you have a method?"
Xin Lin suddenly lifted her head, looking at Gui Hu.
How could she have forgotten that Gui Hu was the Corpse King.
"King Yan can claim a life at the third watch, but I can keep a person alive until the fourth watch, only until the fourth watch though."
Underneath the wide robe, Gui Hu extended a ghost claw.
The life and death of a person, that is the matter of fate.
It is not easily changed.
