Rebirth: 80 Sweet Weddings

Chapter 301 Curse
Cotton Candy is very similar to Han Chenye's usual attire, the only difference is that he is wearing a pair of cool strappy sunglasses. However, after Han Chenye confessed to him with blood, he immediately took off the sunglasses and let them hang down on the chest.

Before Ning Yan left, she told Han Chenye that there was a weapon spirit in the space-time ring, and it would appear in his consciousness after recognizing the master with blood.

Therefore, Han Chenye, who was still in a dream, found the location of the marshmallow that suddenly appeared in his mind.

He asked: "Are you the tool spirit of the space-time ring?"

Cotton Candy looked naughty, and answered Han Chenye's question with a very respectful tone: "Yes, master, my name is Cotton Candy, please take care of me in the future."

Han Chenye: "..."

How to take care of it?Even if it's not a dream, he doesn't know how to take care of it?

However, he was a smart person after all, and quickly grasped the key point, he asked: "First introduce the space-time ring and yourself."

"Good master. This ring was specially refined by the original owner of the ring in order to find his lover in previous lives and future lives. After he found his lover, he was in a good mood and decided to give it to a destined person. This destined person is you."

Han Chenye: "Then why did you abandon me and enter the space just now?"

"Because it's comfortable inside, and, isn't the mistress's space your space?"

Han Chenye: "..."

Cotton Candy is dishonest, he has to find a way to gain prestige.

There was anger in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and said calmly, "You brought me into the illusion I saw the day before yesterday and yesterday? Do you have the final say on when to go in and when to come out?"

"No, it's because the level of the ring is low and unstable. You can only randomly go to the previous life for 10 minutes a day. After entering, you can only see but not touch the things inside. After 10 minutes, you will automatically exit."

Marshmallow firmly lied, so he didn't tell Han Chenye that he actually looked down on Han Chenye because he was an ordinary person, and didn't want to recognize him as his master, so he didn't take the initiative to confess his master with his blood.

However, now that he has recognized the master, he can only assist the master honestly.He also grows by upgrading the space, he doesn't want to be this small body forever.

Neither can fall in love.

Although it was suspected to be a dream, Han Chenye quickly cleared his mind—whether it was a dream or it was real, he just did what he wanted.

He asked Marshmallow: "How to upgrade?"

"This requires collecting other people's blessings for you and the mistress. This seems not difficult, but if someone curses you, the blessings will be offset or even become negative and the level will drop. However, it guarantees a minimum level of 0."

Han Chenye: "..."

I thought it was easy, but I didn't expect it to be difficult.

However, his lover is by his side, he doesn't want to travel to other time and space, just visit his and Ning Yan's past lives from time to time.

Speaking of going to the previous life, he remembered that an opportunity today was useless, and asked, "Can I go to the previous life now? If I go, what should I do?"

"Just think about the ring and recite your past life three times. If you want to quit early, just think about the ring and quit."

"Is it possible to do the same in the mustard space of Yanyan?"

"correct."

"Can you use the time period of your previous life?"

"No, that's all random."

Han Chenye nodded, thinking about the golden ring in his heart and meditating on his previous life three times, the strange doorway appeared again in front of him.

But this time the other side of the doorway is no longer a room, but on an autumn hill.

There is a cemetery at the corner of the hill, and grizzled Han Wenxiu and Zhao Lanjun sit in front of the tomb and wipe their tears.

Wearing a black mid-length trench coat with a peculiar style, he stood silently beside him.

Zheng Xue and Chen Zhibin, who were in their 40s, stood not far away with some strangers. The women were wiping their tears, but the men did not cry, but their faces were heavy.

(End of this chapter)