If vitality is cut off, even a panacea will not be able to work.

People are dead and unable to swallow.

But a string of Buddhist beads actually revived him, which is incredible.

Their eyes fell on the beads in his hand.

The appearance of this string of Buddhist beads has changed drastically. It is no longer dark and shiny as before, but dull and dull, just like wooden beads, without that layer of oily sheen.

"What kind of treasure is this?" someone murmured.

"Is it blessed by Buddha's mantra?"

"But what Buddhist mantra can actually bring the dead back to life?"

"Great Light Spell?"

"Rejuvenation spell?"

"Returning Yang Curse?"

…

There was a buzz of discussion.

Guo Zhixian had already become more alert. He turned around and looked around, finally looking at Hu Tianheng: "Mr. Hu, I...?"

"You know you've died once, right?"

"……yes."

"Are you mentally ill?"

"No!" Guo Zhixian shook his head: "Absolutely not!"

He opened his mouth, but swallowed it again, feeling that he really wanted to tell the truth, just to make people laugh.

What's more important is that he knows who the cold snort just now came from.
Chapter completed!