But—

Why did the host look so solemn?

Is there something wrong with the soul body of the night?

When the spirit completely stripped the soul of the night from his body, the body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then weathered into a pile of ashes.

This scene made everyone gasp.

"This, this—"

The strange spirit looked calm.

"Normal, this body is dead, and without the support of the soul body, it will naturally return to dust, and the earth will return to the earth."

…… Even so, I was shocked to see it.

And, the weathering of the night underworld's flesh also represents the lifting of the curse, the bear child only felt a lightness on his body, and then his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness, and the frightened old people hurriedly ran over and exclaimed:

"W-what's going on?"

"It's out of strength~"

The strange spirit rolled his eyes, and he didn't have a good air:

"The curse is lifted, the ghost in the body collapses, and the impact is too big for a while, and it will naturally lose its strength to the point of coma, is this common sense?"

…… The old man smiled awkwardly.

They knew it, they were just too worried.

"It's done, there's nothing wrong with me, right? Then I-"

The strange spirit stared at the night suspended in mid-air, eyes closed, and in a state of fainting.

Looking to the side again, the woman with calm eyebrows pulled her mouth.

"You send me away."

"Okay."

Teacher Si nodded, pulled open a space-time mirror, and stuffed the strange spirit into it.

Then he looked at the young man in front of him, and the corners of his lips moved.

The murmuring sound of the Buddha seemed to be transmitted from the heavenly realm, resounding in this underground imperial tomb.

Everyone only felt that their consciousness was clear for a while, and it seemed that all the negative emotions were scattered in this clear consciousness, so that their uncontrollable hands clasped together and said the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha—"

The Buddha number fell.

The eye-closed young man's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened.

There was a dark blue halo of water, which swayed under his eyes, and the pan became ripples in circles.

He looked at the woman in front of him, and after a long time, smiled.

The voice was low and hoarse.

"Where will I go?"

"Buddha Realm."

Si Ruan looked at him.

To be exact, looking at the faint ink blue in his eyes, he said slowly.

"Really?"

He laughed again.

"Must go?"

"Whatever you want."

For this, Si Ruan did not force it.

He was a human being in life, and after death he became a soul, wise, self-conscious, able to make choices, and had the right to choose.

She wouldn't force him to interfere with that so-called mission because of it.

And the system, because of her answer, was suffocated.

The corners of his lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but finally sighed and said nothing.

The big guy's decision, it just listens, and forcibly interfering doesn't have any bird use, right?

That's it, the system grimaces.

Ye Yingyan looked at the person in front of him, that indifferent attitude.

The rippling ink blue in his eyes deepened again, and after a while.

"Let's go, then."

As soon as he agreed, Si Ruan directly pulled open a space-time mirror and threw him towards the Buddha realm.

However, as soon as he entered the space-time mirror, the entire soul body collapsed into a little fluorescent as if it had been hit by something, as if it was about to dissipate in the space-time mirror.

[Uh, he, he-]

The system was stunned.

[This, what's going on?] 】

Si Ruan didn't speak, just watched Ye Yingyan's soul body collapse, and he didn't even make a move to stop it.

And the night in the space-time mirror did not speak.