"Jiang Wan?"
Zhuge Xuanji waved the sleeve of his worn-out Taoist robe and asked with a smile, "Why do you firmly believe that Jiang Wan will be resurrected?"
He poured out all the divination sticks from the bamboo tube, randomly stirred them, then snapped one of them and looked at Li Guanshi as he spoke:
"The soul returns to the nether world, the body enters the earth, the passing of a person is like the running out of lamp oil, dark and never bright again. Even if magic defies heaven and brings one back to life, it's merely a ship of memories moored on the shores of the void. Taoist Li, you should see through this more than anyone."
Li Guanshi lightly lifted her delicate fingers, brushing a stray strand of hair from her forehead, and smiled, "I used to think the same, but now I have some new thoughts."
Zhuge Xuanji suddenly realized, "Have you met the Esoteric Sect's Mother Buddha?"