"Amitabha. The yin and yang are in reverse, and life and death are entangled. This child... Cannot be kept, but also... Cannot die." The old monk murmured to himself.
"That's all, they are all debts in life." Old Man Liu sighed, but there was a decision in his eyes, "From now on, you will be called Nian Sheng. Liu Niansheng. It is not easy to remember you, but it is difficult to remember you... Life and death."
