Please read it if you are a Buddhist, and don't take it too seriously.
A mechanical voice appeared around Wu Xie, "Little Third Master, let's make a deal! You will be my agent, and I can fulfill your wish."
Wu Xie smiled and said, "Ha! My wish, can you make the dead live!"
"I am the Dao of Heaven. What do you think? There is a certain number of days for birth, old age, sickness and death, and resurrection also comes with a price. Can you accept it?"
Wu Xie saw his old appearance, the scars on his hands, and the photos of his youth. "With everything I have, as long as I can exchange it for them, I will never regret it."
It tortured me to death.