At the city gate, Li Qiye silently burned paper money, whispering in his heart, "Little Hei Zi, rest in peace. In this life, you helped me regain my body. One day, I will stomp on the Wicked Domain and avenge you!",At the sight of this symbol, the goddess's face turned pale. She said in a low voice, "Who burned paper money here just now",“Over at Mount Shen…” the old servant said, hesitating for a moment.。