The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 589

Originally, Xia Xin thought that once the talisman was formed in one stroke, it would be considered outrageous, but he didn't expect that there would be something even more outrageous.

Looking at the smoothness of Jiangli's knife, Xia Xin suspects that Jiangli must have eaten a lot of Dove secretly.

Otherwise, you have done too many reincarnation tablets.

Thinking of this, Xia Xin asked curiously: "Old Ancestor, have you made many reincarnation tablets before?"

"Well, I've done some." Jiang Li Dan said, and the complicated patterns around the tablet in his hand gradually took shape.

It can be seen that it is not the pattern used by the current reincarnation tablet, but it looks like the pattern of ancient times.

Xia Xin remembered that he seemed to have seen similar patterns somewhere.

I can't remember it for a while.

He put the paper money incense candles he bought back on the corner of the table, sat down beside him, and asked, "Did my ancestors make reincarnation tablets with their own hands before? I thought that our ancestors would never make these with their own hands."

"The debt you owe, you have to pay it yourself." Jiang Li said without end.

Xia Xin couldn't help being taken aback, "The debt I owe? Why did the ancestor say that?"

Pausing the knife in Li Li's hand, the next second, he moved his hand smoothly, scraped off a layer of wood, and fell to the ground, "Nothing."

The more she didn't say anything, the more Xia Xin became curious, "Grandpa... this may not be appropriate, but I think you have a lot of secrets, grandpa?"

Jiang Li glanced at him, "There is no secret, the secret you want to know, I don't even remember myself."

A puzzled look appeared in Xia Xin's eyes, "I don't remember? Then why did the ancestor make the past life tablets himself, and how many past life tablets he made, you don't even remember?"

"Why did you do it? Of course it's because they died because of me." Jiang Li said quietly, "As for how much you did, at least tens of thousands, I can't remember exactly."

"Thousands?!"

Xia Xin swallowed back the shit that was on his lips, took a deep breath, and widened his eyes, "Old Ancestor, you, you said that those people died because of you, but, but tens of thousands? this……"

It's impossible, right?
Jiang Li hummed, and joked again: "Why, is it scary?"

Xia Xin: "..."

It's kind of scary.

But he didn't think it was right.

The ancestors were not some vicious cultivators, how could they let so many people die because of themselves?

Xia Xin still had some doubts, "Ancestor, are you kidding me?"

Jiang Li snorted, "What am I teasing you for? Can teasing you make money?"

Xia Xin: "..."

The old ancestor is worthy of you, and now his mind is full of making money.

But seeing Jiangli's serious expression, he shouldn't be joking.

Xia Xin asked carefully: "Old Ancestor, then, why did those people die because of you?"

There was a hint of dark color in Jiangli's eyes, "Forgot."

Xia Xin: "???"

Xia Xin subconsciously felt that Jiang Li must know the reason.

The reason why I said this must be because I didn't want to tell myself.

Although Xia Xin was curious, he didn't dare to ask any further, so he could only change the subject, "Old Ancestor, I bought paper money and joss sticks, shall we wait until the reincarnation tablet is finished before we start?"

Jiang Li took off the knife quickly, and said: "Well, it won't be long, it will be ready, you go and prepare some red ink and brushes."

"Okay." Xia Xin guessed that Jiang Li might want these things for writing his name, so he got up to prepare.

There is no shortage of these things in Taoist temples.

Xia Xin quickly gathered his things together.

About another half an hour later, Jiang Li made a memorial tablet for reincarnation.

She painted a layer of black paint on it first, and it was also a tool left by the old Taoist priest, which was perfectly used by Jiang Li.

After painting the black paint, take out a talisman.

(End of this chapter)