The man's voice grew animated as he ignored Zhao Qi's gloomy gaze and started to talk about the complex and tedious interpretations again, tapping swiftly on the back of his hand like a pianist engrossed in a performance, "And if the spirit is severed, the flesh will decay and we will be banished... no one knows where the spirit will end up..."
"Are you saying... death?" Zhao Qi furrowed his brows and voiced his understanding.
"Oh... an interesting metaphor, but it's not accurate."
The man laughed, "You could think of it as falling asleep, indefinitely... just like Gu Changzhi, everyone can only say he is asleep, no one dares to say he is dead. This necklace contains such power, capable of banishing someone's spirit, but of course, only for ordinary people like the lady."
Zhao Qi took the necklace with great wariness.
"How do I use it?"
