Earn tens of billions in the era after binding the sycophant system

Chapter 480 Meeting Han Xinghui again

[Now Tu'er's living soul should have returned to Guanyin, but Tu'er's calamity has not ended yet, so he is waiting here for reincarnation]

Xu Zishan suddenly felt pain in his heart, and blood-red tears flowed all over the floor.

Tu'er, her Tu'er, the Tu'er that she would never be sorry for in all her life!
Tu had turned away from her.

Xu Zishan staggered out following Si Ban, crying and asking: "Will Tu'er be reincarnated again?"

"Yes, very soon!" Judge Lu was sad, but still said solemnly, "Sir, what you saw in the first room was Jun!"

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Xu Zishan was stunned.

Her eldest son, the poor Jun who was pinched by his sister at the door and became mentally retarded! !
For a moment, Xu Zishan fell headlong, violently violent for three thousand feet, his soul was like fried lightning and it was extremely painful.

A mother's sin is so serious if she cannot protect her child for all her life.

Now, we are watching helplessly as our eldest child has to be reincarnated as another parent. The younger child is stubborn and ignores her wonderful path to immortality. She clings to her mother-child fate and is stuck in the path of reincarnation.

What world, what morality, what law!

There is nothing better than the love of flesh and blood! !

The fourth judge saw that she was acting crazy again, and was so frightened that he quickly tried to comfort her.

When the fourth judge was in a hurry, he heard a "squeak" of the brakes, and the five people turned their heads. The ghost king's sports car was outside the hall. The ghost king got out of the car and said hello.

The fourth judge glanced at the king of his family and immediately lowered his head. Wei Zheng shook his shoulders silently.

The Ghost King was shocked when he saw Xu Zishan's appearance: "What's wrong with my aunt?"

Lu Pan didn't even dare to mention Jun He Tu, but he pointed lightly at the VIP Soul Hall.

The Ghost King immediately understood that there was a temporary soul palace for some virtuous people. It seemed that Master Mingshi had seen the souls of his two former sons.

The Ghost King naturally had his own method. With a flip of his hand, a bowl-like magic weapon flew up and slowly shed golden light towards Xu Zishan.

After the anger disappeared, Xu Zishan was in a daze.

The pain in his heart also eased a little. He looked at the Ghost King and frowned: "Who are you fighting with? Why are you like this?"

The Ghost King, who usually wears a very cool shirt and trousers, with his hair combed meticulously, not only had his eyes beaten until one of them turned into a black eye, but also had paint on the corner of his mouth, and the clothes on his body were stained with blood.

The Ghost King said with a sad face: "It's normal for men to fight. My magic power is not as good as theirs, so I have to suffer. But they attacked me sneakily and beat me in groups. They have no martial ethics."

I thought in my heart: I got a black eye from them, but I got the job done!

The beating of the gods was very cruel!

The Ghost King was very anxious and did not want her to ask any more questions, so he hurriedly said to Xu Zishan: "Auntie, please give me a bowl of water. I'm dying of thirst."

Xu Zishan said: "No matter how thirsty you are, you should know that you can't just drink the water here!"

The Ghost King is also a ghost, and if you drink her chaos soup, you will lose all your previous memories.

"If you want some water, I'll boil it for you."

Of course it is not chaos soup, drink a bowl of spiritual spring liquid.

The Ghost King begged Xu Zishan while drinking water: "Auntie, I was beaten, can you help me vent my anger?"

"You've been beaten like this, is it useful if I go?"

"Your old man has Wu Tian Yuan Shen Black Lotus, who is omnipotent. Grandma, for the safety of the underworld, can you go and have a look? If you really can't beat him, we will just keep doing ghosts with our tails between our legs from now on!"

The four judges all begged Xu Zishan to help their king.

"Lord Underworld Envoy, no matter what, if the king is pushed to the ground by other gods, it will be a slap in the face for us in the underworld. If this reputation spreads, we people in the underworld should stop messing around in the future."

Xu Zishan's sadness was greatly dissipated by the Ghost King's coquettish manipulations. The underworld is her eternal home, and she will suffer both prosperity and loss.

Then take a trip!

The Fourth Judge did not follow and watched the Ghost King walk across the Naihe Bridge with her.The fourth judge did not follow up.

With wounds all over his face, the Ghost King smiled and said to the four judges: "My aunt and I have gone, please take good care of the house and don't miss anything."

The four judges respectfully handed over their hands and accepted the promise.

The mood is very complicated. Lord Pluto, this is not a fight with other gods. He went to heaven to report his duties and was struck by lightning.

But judging from Lord Pluto's appearance, even though he was severely punished, Meng Mingshi must have been given a chance to be reborn, and the conditions were pretty good.

Therefore, the fourth judge showed an impatient tone and urged Xu Zishan to hurry up and help Hades vent his anger.

The Ghost King followed her closely, muttering as he walked, "Auntie, let's hurry up, otherwise that guy will run away and my beating will be in vain!"Look at it, grandma, I have a black eye circle and there are so many blood spots on my body. You must recognize me when you see me in the future!

Xu Zishan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and followed the Ghost King across the Naihe Bridge without caring about anything.

She didn't know where the ghost king was fighting with someone, but a hurricane suddenly appeared on the road, which stung her so much that she couldn't even open her ghost eyes.

She and the Ghost King were rolled up at the same time, and were torn apart by a huge invisible force.

Fortunately, she was protected by black lotus, but the Ghost King desperately tried to grab her hand, but it was like a rootless duckweed that was swept away by the hurricane.

This, this is seeking revenge on others and losing them all, what to do?
***
1977, the 22nd day of the first lunar month, ten o'clock in the evening.

Baodu City, Dongpu District, Xipu Town, Xu Family.

Han Xinghui, feeling cold all over, drove to the door of Xu's house and saw Huo Shuyan squatting on the wall.

Han Xinghui saw Huo Shuyan squatting on the wall, and said, "You don't guard Xu Zishan in the middle of the night, why are you squatting here to lay eggs?"

"Well, you are the third child, if Xiao Xu is not going to marry you, I don't mind opening a soy sauce shop on your face."

He opened the door and came in. Without disturbing Xu Yingjie and the others, Han Xinghui quietly entered Xu Zishan's bedroom.

Huo Shuyan didn't go in with a wink, and stood guard outside.

Han Xinghui came in with a chill in his body, so he didn't turn on the light for fear of waking her up.

He rubbed his hands vigorously first, and then took off his coat and pants.

Just as he was about to get into her bed, he suddenly heard Xu Zishan's weak sobs.

The room was dark, and Han Xinghui couldn't see her face clearly, only a vague outline.

She didn't respond, her cry was weak and weak, hitting his heart again and again.

Like the gentle water waves on the lake on a calm day, the exposed dark roots of the old trees on the shore are washed away in circles.

Somehow, Han Xinghui immediately remembered how beautiful she was when they were intimate in the past.

She was truly his calamity, driving him crazy with love.

His body stiffened, Han Xinghui walked quickly to her bed, gently pushed aside the bedcloth and asked, "Miss me? Or are you angry?"

He thought he would see a beautiful face full of resentment, but unexpectedly found that she was still asleep, her crying had disappeared, and there was a teardrop that had not yet rolled down on her fair and delicate face.

So, she just had a dream that made her sad?
After standing silently for a while, he carefully and quietly sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and helped her wipe away the tears.

Then he held the person in his arms, suddenly feeling a little ashamed.

Did she see something sad in her dream?
If he is absent from the wedding tomorrow, will she cry like this every night from now on?
Seeing the tears flowing continuously and unable to be wiped away, Han Xinghui tried to shout: "Shan Bao?"

After calling three times, the sleeping beauty finally woke up and looked at him with tearful eyes.

Han Xinghui's violent heart softened and he asked in a low voice: "What did you dream about?"

Xu Zishan stared blankly at the person in front of him.

He was wearing a white round-neck T-shirt and the men's underwear she had prepared for him. He had a rough but angular face right in front of her.

(End of this chapter)