Gu Shaoxuan handed the flowers in his hand to Er Ya and smiled."This is reincarnation."
Er Ya took the flowers in a daze. The faint fragrance carried a little fishy smell. Er Ya had never seen such flowers before.
"What flower is this?"
"Resurrection Lily, the flower of death that blooms by the River of Forgetfulness."
"It looks good."
"Right? So, death is not a terrible thing. The dead can continue to live in the world after death, and they can also be reborn through reincarnation.
This is the ancient people's fantasy of death, and it is also the death culture that has been passed down in our Great Xia."
Gu Shaoxuan looked at Ji Ruo and smiled."To me, death is as romantic as a fairytale."
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"How was it?"
Gu Shaoxuan smiled and went to Ji Ruo."Do you have anything to say?"
