The middle-aged swordsman said in a deep voice, "Even if I die, even if I am torn to pieces, I will not drink it."

They knew when they came here that drinking the Forget-Me-Not Wine would make them forget their past lives, and many spirits didn't want to drink it.

Qin Luo asked seriously, "Are you sure?"

Seeing Qin Luo's serious expression, the middle-aged swordsman felt a chill. "Fellow Daoist, are you going to kill me?"

Qin Luo nodded.

The middle-aged swordsman saw Qin Luo's kind face and thought he was easy to talk to, but now that he felt the terrifying pressure, he quickly took the Forget-Worry Wine from Qin Luo's hand and said, "I'll drink it, I'll drink it."

"This is boring!"

The little devil was greatly disappointed.

The ghosts in the inn all shook their heads.

After finishing the Forget-Worry Wine, the middle-aged swordsman walked towards the Cycle of Reincarnation, constantly muttering, "Qiu'er, Qiu'er..."

Yuanyuan stood beside Qin Luo, looking at the middle-aged swordsman's back, and slowly said, "Big brother, will I also drink the Forget-Me-Not Wine in the future?"

Qin Luo looked at Yuan Yuan and said, "Do you want to be reincarnated with those unpleasant memories?"

Yuanyuan shook his head, looked at Qin Luo, pursed his lips and said, "But I don't want to forget my big brother."

Qin Luo gently rubbed the round head and said tenderly, "After you are reincarnated, I will find you. You will get to know me again, and I will get to know you again."

"Really?"

Yuanyuan blinked excitedly.

Qin Luo smiled and nodded, "Let's pinky swear."

Yuanyuan smiled and extended her finger to make a pinky promise with Qin Luo. The little devil ran out and grinned, saying, "I want to make a pinky promise too! You can't leave me behind from now on."

......

In the blink of an eye.

Time flies, and ten years have passed.

The underworld has returned to order, and the Yellow Springs Inn has become a must-visit place for wandering souls. They visit the Yellow Springs Inn in their dreams and drink the Forget-Me-Not Wine to forget their past lives.

Yuanyuan still looks like a little girl. The spirits retain the appearance they had when they died. She followed Qin Luo and became cheerful. The little ghost grew into an unruly teenager. He still liked to brag and often told the spirits about his heroic deeds.

The Huangquan Inn is always full of customers, so Yuanyuan and Xiaogui usually don't have time to rest.

A group of soldiers clad in armor entered the inn.

Qin Luo looked at their armor; he recognized the patterns on it. "You're from the State of Chu?"

The leading general, who had lost an arm and was covered in wounds, nodded wearily. "We've heard that the Yellow Springs Inn can send us dreams. Could you please help us send a message in a dream, Immortal Master?"

"You know the rules of the Yellow Springs Inn, right?"

"Know."

Qin Luo nodded, stood up, and said softly, "I'd like to ask you some questions first."

The leading general respectfully said, "Please ask, Immortal Master."

"Who is the State of Chu fighting against?"

The leading general's eyes were filled with anger. "The Great Zhen Dynasty launched a war without declaring war. They have joined forces with the demon race and cultivators to launch a large-scale attack on the Chu Kingdom. Our Chu Kingdom is in imminent danger."