What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

The tall man and the boss stopped and turned around at the same time.

"Thank you for your patronage." The shopkeeper smiled, took the spirit coins, and handed the large bottle next to him to An Chen.

An Chen then handed the large bottle directly to the tall man.

"Thank you." The tall man was taken aback.

The onlookers dispersed immediately.

"We like to uphold justice and should help those in need," An Chen said earnestly, offering a completely unconvincing and extremely far-fetched reason.

"..." Jiuge remained expressionless.

"Okay." For some reason, the tall man believed it.

He looked at An Chen and Jiu Ge with a sly smile: "Your souls are very good, especially powerful. Among the souls I've seen, they are exceptionally outstanding."

"Our souls?" An Chen pretended not to understand.

"I think we can be friends. What are your names?" The tall man extended his hand to An Chen.

“My name is Black Impermanence, and her name is White Impermanence.” An Chen squeezed the man’s hand and continued to spout nonsense with a straight face.

"..." Jiuge almost couldn't hold back.

This conversation is truly outrageous—a mother opening the door for someone else, it's ridiculous beyond belief.

"How strange? Why is it the same as a job title?" The tall man frowned.

“Our parents are very superstitious, so our names are indeed quite rare in China,” An Chen explained earnestly.

"Yes, that's why I can be with him after I die." Jiuge mustered her courage and tried her best to make the lie seem plausible.

Having many spirit coins means good fortune.

Having many spirit coins means good fortune.

She was chanting this frantically in her mind.

An Chen's face was filled with anger, but to anyone except Jiu Ge, he seemed to be smiling amicably.

The tall man fell silent.

After hesitating for a while, he finally said, "I understand. My code name is 'Old Conman,' you can just call me that."

“Mm.” An Chen nodded.

"I don't know if you two are willing to come with me. I have something important to tell you, which will be of great help to you and may even help you successfully return to life." The old swindler scratched his head and turned around.

An Chen and Jiu Ge exchanged a glance and followed him up.

"How long have you been dead? You must have been incredibly powerful people in life, right?" The conman walked towards the end of the street without turning his head.

“Not many years.” An Chen said seriously.

"It's not that impressive. We're the kind of people who never need to listen in class to get into Tsinghua University." He paused, then added.

"?" Jiuge was shocked.

"So, you mean he was exceptionally intelligent in his lifetime?" Old Qian tilted his head slightly, sizing up An Chen.

"Yes, and his net worth exceeded 200 million just a few years after graduation." An Chen said calmly, not like he was lying.

"This is truly extraordinary." The old swindler turned around, his voice trembling slightly.

An Chen nudged Jiu Ge, signaling her to say a few words as well.

Jiuge took a deep breath, her expression complex.

After hesitating for a moment, she said seriously, "We have all five elements, our birth charts are very auspicious, we were born at the same time, and there is absolutely nothing bad in our birth charts."

Jiuge had studied some of the I Ching and had some understanding of what the fate of a few exceptionally lucky individuals out of hundreds of millions of people might be like.

"This is indeed... a once-in-a-millennium event." The old conman's voice was clearly getting more and more excited.

“Yes, and we really want to keep living,” An Chen sighed.

"Perhaps we were just too lucky. We died together in our early twenties, on the same day, in the same month, and at the same time, without any reason. When we opened our eyes, we were already here." He looked up at the gray sky.

“At that time, we met in the underworld. Although we didn’t know each other in our previous lives, we found that we were indeed extremely similar after we talked.” Jiuge tried her best to keep up with the pace.

Everything was for the sake of the mission.

“Indeed, you two are perfectly lucid. Not only your physical appearances, but your souls are also different from others. You can’t see the specifics, but you can feel the power contained within them.” Old Qian clenched his fist and couldn’t help but turn around and look at An Chen and Jiu Ge a few more times.

"It's very likely twin flames." He clicked his tongue meaningfully as he spoke.

“We want to live through suffering again, not by reincarnation, but by using our own identities,” Jiuge said earnestly.

"If there's any way for us to be physically resurrected, we're willing to try," An Chen added with a smile.

"Are you serious?" Old Swindler was still a little doubtful.

Isn't this too much of a coincidence?

He doesn't go to the mortal realm often, and therefore doesn't really understand the current situation there.

“Yes, anyone who could live like a legend wouldn’t be content to end up like this,” An Chen said, his eyes filled with ambition.

Chapter 315 Extremely Strong Will to Survive (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

"Not bad." The conman licked his lips and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

There were practically no passersby in the vicinity anymore.

“While I don’t know if what you’re saying is an exaggeration, I can certainly sense the immense energy in your souls.” He turned around, pulling off the hat covering his head and the mask on his face.

The grayish-black water fell intermittently from the sky.

When An Chen and Jiu Ge saw that Lao Qian's head was a complete skull, they were stunned.

"I don't have a real body, just a skull head," the conman said, but the skull's mouth was hollow.

His head contained only bones, no lips, no eyes, and nothing else.

"My head came from the mortal world, but unfortunately, the flesh on my face was not preserved." He gently lifted his cloak, revealing a body that was half transparent and half solid-colored.

Grayish-black water droplets slid down the bones on the old swindler's head.

Jiuge felt that her hair had become wet.

She frowned, looking somewhat distressed.

An Chen is the same as Jiu Ge.

It's very uncomfortable to have my body soaked in something dirty and gloomy.

"My boss and I can help you regain your lives. In return, I hope you can help me get my body back." The old swindler tilted his skull head, his voice slowly becoming lisping.

"Find it?" Jiuge asked, then couldn't help but toss her hair.

"Where did your body go?" An Chen asked with a surprised expression, following up on Lao Qian's words.

"He seems to be in some trouble, but since that body is still very important, the boss hasn't done anything to him." Old Qian lowered his skull and sighed.

"Are you the owner of that disobedient body?" Jiuge took a small breath, trying to remain calm.

This guy is obviously talking about the knight.

She squeezed the black liquid out of her hair.

The knight's true identity is a mystery that even the knight himself wants to know.

And the answer to its mystery will likely be revealed soon.

Thinking of this, Jiuge clenched her fist.

"No, I heard this body belongs to the boss when he was alive. The head is with me, and the body is with him. But the boss said that as long as I do what he says and resolve this matter, he will find a way to repair our spirit bodies that were almost destroyed and bring us back to life." For some reason, Lao Qian inexplicably trusted the two people in front of him.

In the past, the cautious man would never have easily revealed so much to others.

Old Qian wanted to stop talking and take An Chen and Jiu Ge directly to the boss for some "re-education".

What's frustrating is that his mouth always acts before his thoughts.

"Us?" An Chen asked, puzzled.

"We are who we are, and we are who we are." The old swindler began to speak inexplicably.

"I see. That guy is different from you; he doesn't have a head." An Chen nodded, choosing not to dwell on that issue for the time being.

"..." Jiuge blinked and chose to remain silent.

She didn't really want to discuss in depth whether the knight had a head or not.

Jiuge always felt that if she delved deeper, her imagination would cause her a little bit of trauma.

After all, just thinking about that kind of scene is still quite frightening.

"Yes, you can understand it that way. We are both pieced together from various souls that are about to completely dissipate. It's just that my personality is stable, but his hasn't been successfully integrated yet, and problems occasionally arise within his soul. When the internal struggle intensifies, it can even affect his physical condition." As he thought about it, Old Qian couldn't help but ramble on and on.

As he spoke, he realized he had been too specific.

It's as if you think the other person wants to know, so you answer their questions one by one.

but……

This situation... just won't stop!

"..."

An Chen and Jiu Ge finally understood the situation.

The knight and the conman were both souls that their so-called boss forcibly saved using some method, souls that had almost completely scattered.

Because of the special circumstances of these souls, as long as they are forcibly rescued, even if they are merged, the souls with a strong will to survive will agree.

As for why the knight couldn't remember anything, it was probably due to the struggle, as the conman mentioned.

"..."

Jiuge turned her head and looked at An Chen's chest.

I wonder if the knight uncle inside heard any of this...

She always felt that if the knight knew these things, it would be better if he didn't.