If a person turns into a flower after death, some will be the wind-swayed white peonies that bloom in the rolling Yangtze River, and some will be the black dahlias that live deep in the moist waterways. It's strange that after I died, I forgot what kind of flower I was. Okay, just think of it as a flower. So I made a deal with the deceased who accidentally passed by and laughed at me in exchange for memories of my life. But what the hell, God doesn't even know who I am. Could it be that I am still a big boss? Leli: Why? There is no my name on the Sansheng Stone. You lied to me. Who am I? Luo Yan: You do not belong to reincarnation. Reading Guide: A Wisp of Ghost Game World. Routines and counter-routines. Committed to not following common sense, the pace of this HE article is too light and immature. I hope the official will leave his name and be merciful~