“You spent your whole life avoiding misfortune and seeking good fortune. Surely you have no regrets?”
Someone asked Li Buyi, a master of traditional Chinese arts and occult techniques, this question as he lay on his deathbed.
No regrets? Hah. How could anyone live without regrets?
Li Buyi gave a self-mocking smile as his eyes slowly grew unfocused.
Images from decades ago came to mind: two figures who had been by his side day and night.
They were the regrets Li Buyi had carried all his life!
His life ebbed away, his breathing stopped, and his heart fell still.
Two trails of muddy tears welled in Li Buyi’s eyes.
“Wife, daughter, I… I’m coming down to atone to you!”
Who could have known that when Li Buyi woke again, he would miraculously return to the age of twenty-eight?
Seeing that his wife, Jiang Rou, and his daughter, Yueyue, were still alive, he laughed through his tears.
In this life, I, Li Buyi, will never let you two down again!
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