The monk ate fruits and drank water… He would smile at him from time to time.
Chen Huachun, who was getting more and more frustrated, finally couldn't take it anymore. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "I've had enough! I want to leave. If you want to chop me down, do it!"
With that, Chen Huachun walked towards the motorcycle…
However, he heard the monk behind him laugh. "Amitabha. Patron, there's someone behind you."
Chen Huachun sneered, "There's someone here? I'm leaving no matter who it is! No one can stop me!"
However, Chen Huachun subconsciously turned around and saw two people—one black and the other white smiling at him. They were Black and White Impermanence, two deities in Chinese folk religion in charge of escorting the spirits of the dead to the underworld. "Your time is almost up. Are you coming with us?"
"Ghost…" Chen Huachun was about to cry out.
