Destiny is like a river.

This is a description.

In fact, it's similar.

Qin Ran once took the help of a goddess in charge of the clergy of destiny to peek at a little bit of the "River of Destiny".

Although it is a glimpse of the leopard, it is enough to impress Qin Ran.

The kind of "existent objects" that blends time, space and coincidences is really shocking.

Even if Qin Ran has been vigilant against coincidences.

You hate it.

But it does not mean it does not exist.

It doesn't mean it's not good-looking.

It's like death.

Everyone is afraid of death, but who can escape death?

Even if it's struggling.

In the end, he could not escape death.

For example: the witch hunter who has been imprisoned for many years.

Qin Ran, who was thinking about the "broker" plan, was stopped by the old witch hunter.

"The bait strand has passed away."

Ederson informed Qin Ran of the news with a sad look on his face.

Qin Ran was stunned.

He is not very familiar with the witch hunter, "Honey Bait".

But he is very concerned.

Not only because the other party is a rare witch hunter, but also because the other party has won the title.

Coupled with Ederson's relationship, Qin Ran has always maintained his initial vigilance against the other party.

Such vigilance is not malicious.

Just a habit.

As time goes by, such vigilance will naturally weaken.

Even if the divine fire is ignited, it has divine nature.

But Qin Ran's energy is still not endless.

He can't pay attention to everything.

It can only be the key to selecting.

Similarly, this sudden death is naturally one of the key points.

Again, Qin Ran's vigilance was aroused.

But Qin Ran remained surprised in his face.

"How could it be?"

"Hasn't my previous state been stable?"

Qin Ran asked.

"She has been in a bad state since she was rescued. Even the court doctors were just treating her conservatively. This is a drop in the bucket for honey bait."

"If it could be a few years earlier..."

As he said that, the old witch hunter couldn't continue, and he lowered his head.

Holuff, who was beside him, walked over and patted his friend on the shoulder.

"She's very strong."

"She loves to laugh."

"She talks about a joke that makes people strong."

"I put away my tears, do you want her to be unable to close her eyes?"

Holuff whispered.

Then the retired witch hunter walked among all the witch hunters, and he looked around and raised his voice.

“We need to send a close friend with a funeral.”

"Now……"

"Everyone, go and prepare."

In the words, the retired old witch hunter couldn't help but choke up.

Then, he lowered his head and walked back.

"It's the wind."

He said to Qin Ran stubbornly.

Even the snot and tears were mixed together.

"Um."

“It’s very windy.”

Qin Ran nodded and looked at the group of demon hunters crying in the wind.

The close ministers beside him also expressed their sadness appropriately.

Just appropriate.

Because death is too common for those who make a living in the palace.

However, at this time, it was when he showed up.

"Does Your Highness need me to come forward to prepare?"

The close ministers looked at his highness with a signal.

"Go and prepare everything."

Qin Ran said so.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The close ministers bowed and left quickly, and soon, some things needed for the funeral of the Beilu people began to appear in the camp one after another.

Coffins, garlands, and wine are the foundation.

Gold and silver jewelry are only available to wealthy families.

After asking Ederson, his close ministers did not use these, and the witch hunter did not need gold and silver jewelry.

What the witch hunter needs is weapons.

A silver dagger is enough.

In the busyness, Qin Ran walked towards the old witch hunter and asked.

"Can I go and see Mr. Honey Silk?"

"certainly."

The old witch hunter did not refuse and lifted up the tent.

Qin Ran walked in.

At this time, flowers had already decorated the entire tent, and honey bait was lying in the coffin, and plain white clothes were worn on the witch girl's body. A gauze scarf covered the face of honey bait, covering the face of the mummy.

A half-person-high metal rack stands in front of the coffin, and the candlelight at the top makes the entire tent brighter.

Qin Ran did not move the body.

Just looked carefully.

From the outside, the other party is really dead.

No more breathing, no more calories.

but……

For Qin Ran, death is no longer just a physical matter.

And soul!

Simply put, the soul and body die at the same time, which is considered death.

And ordinary souls could not escape Qin Ran's eyes.
To be continued...