The boss stretched out his fingers, rubbed them, and made a gesture of asking for money.

"If you want to listen to the next episode, please thank the Marquis for the reward."

After all, tea costs money, and he also has to waste money.

Xie Beihan slapped the table and called the accompanying guards in, "I'm so poor, how dare you ask me for money? If you don't tell me, I'll order people to smash your shop!"

"This... Mr. Xie Hou, how can you bully small traders like us like this? I... I know how to report it to the official." The boss trembled.

Xie Beihan smiled coldly: "You said I bullied you, do you think reporting to the official is useful?"

The boss swallowed his saliva and had no choice but to continue speaking under Xie Beihan's pressure.

Although Han Zhiyu fainted, Mrs. Han was still conscious.

She saw that Hades had restrained his power, and the mark on his forehead receded again.

The Little Ghost King was still looking at Hades blankly, feeling inexplicably fond of her and feeling that she was reliable.

"You...you are so beautiful."

The God of Hades chuckled, with a smile on his face.

She tapped the Little Ghost King's nose and said, "You are also very cute, and your soul is quite powerful, but you just took the wrong path. Little thing, your sin of killing is too serious."

The Little Ghost King pursed his lips, not knowing what to do.

Xuan Jingmo straightened up and asked puzzledly: "Since the God of the Underworld also said that she had done a lot of killing, why did he block the thunder for her? A ghost king like her cannot be tolerated by heaven and must be killed."

"Your talisman is well drawn, but it lacks a trace of compassion for the world and ghosts." The God of Hades looked at him and made a pointer, "Killing the ghost king is indeed to eliminate harm for the people, but if the ghost king can be killed,

Wouldn't it be better to enlighten her and let her atone for her sins and do good deeds again?"

Xuan Jingmo was stunned.

He has been slaying demons and subduing evil ghosts all this time without leaving any way for them to survive.

He lowered his eyes and said: "But... if we don't eradicate the root cause, it will only make them come back and do evil things again."

"There is indeed no need to show mercy to some demons and monsters." Hades turned to look at the little ghost king, "But this little thing was only five years old when she died. It is understandable that she went through such torture. You can decide whether you can keep her or not.

Just take responsibility and have a clear conscience.”

Xuan Jingmo seemed to be enlightened, and his mind suddenly became clearer.

He said: "But the way of heaven... does not allow her."

"I will allow her." Immediately, Hades shouted to the sky, "She followed me into the underworld and worked for me for two thousand years to atone for her sins. Do you have any objections?"

There was no sound from heaven.

"..." Xuan Jingmo's mouth twitched slightly.

Did you agree so readily?

However, the Little Ghost King whimpered, grabbed the collar of Hades, and blinked, "But I don't want to go to work, I want my father and mother..."

Two thousand years...

How long will it last?

Mrs. Han did not dare to speak from the beginning to the end, but when she heard the Little Ghost King say this, she immediately said: "Lord Pluto, I wonder if we can let Zizi live with us for the rest of our lives..."

Pluto God said: "She has no family connection with you in this life, not to mention that she has strong ghost power. Living with you will have a great influence."

Mrs. Han's expression was gloomy, and she looked at the Little Ghost King reluctantly.

But God of the Underworld added: "But after you and Han Zhi met for fifteen lifetimes, you will have the opportunity to be relatives again."

Mrs. Han was extremely happy, "Really?!"

The little ghost king also opened his eyes wide.

The God of Hades nodded slightly, "If you keep thinking about it, there will be echoes."

She gently wanded her sleeves, and there was a door that appeared, open towards her.

Then, the gods put down the little ghost king, and let her say goodbye to Mrs. Han.

After knowing that their ghosts would affect them, the little ghost king did not dare to step forward.

The voice of the underworld is gentle: "Go, it's okay."

The little ghost king heard the words, and then the courage passed, hugging Mrs. Han.

Although Han Zhijun was still dizzy, the little ghost king did not forget him.

"Ah father and mother ..." The little ghost king cried so much.

"Do it well." Mrs. Han wiped the ice tears on her face.

The little ghost king should go down, one step back.

Mrs. Han was reluctant, but in the end, she was so cruel.

When the little ghost king returned to the beside the underworld, he grabbed the hand of the gods and said carefully: "I will do it well."

"Good." The underworld raised his hand and cleared the ghost inside and outside the house, including Han Zhijun couples and sons.

I went in, one big, and one younger.

Without the door, there are many swimming ghosts who want to squeeze in and seek a chance to reincarnate.

The gods did not stop, but a male ghost picked up other ghosts. When he wanted to go in, he was invisible and flew him.

He was startled, and it passed again.

But the shape of the gods has not been moved, and he still does not allow him to go in.

The male ghost shouted: "Why?! Why can they all go in, you can't put me in?! I don’t want to stay in the sun anymore!"

If he no longer goes to the underworld, he will quickly dissipate.

The expression of the gods is indifferent, and there is no trace of compassion. "They are because of various reasons, and they have missed the opportunity of ghosts to lead the way. And you are evil and difficult to educate. If you enter the underworld, you will only occupy the position."

After that, the underworld is closed.

Immediately like clouds, no traces.

When the male ghost saw himself missing these great opportunities, he was so angry.

He then looked at Han Zhijun.

Ghost Qi Sheng.

He wants to absorb the spiritual energy, so that he can strengthen his ghost power and continue to survive in the sun.

As soon as it passed, it was split by a peach sword.

It is the real person that split firewood.

Xuan Jingmo laughed, "I realize it!"

Heaven has a good virtue of life, and the earth has the thickness of the land. If he does not have to see the demon, he splits it.

If they can cross them, he has a higher merit.

The evil soul like just now is the real world!

His ruthlessness should be left to these unable to teach the monsters and monsters.

In the sky, there are Lei Yun rolling again.

Mrs. Han was a little scared.

Xuan Jingmo looked back, waved his sleeve, and moved Han Zhi to the gallery, and said, "Madam is not afraid, that's the poor thunderbolt.

"That ... Congratulations?" Mrs. Han didn't know what she should say.

"Thank you!" Xuan Jingmo had already flew up, "Poor Tao also come!"

Then the thunder rang all night.

The sons of the Han family are getting sick.

In order to be grateful for the compassion of the gods, Han Zhijun painted a statue of the gods, hung in the house, and worshiped every day.

Later, I also got the dream of reporting the gods.

Hearing this, Xie Beihan was in a hurry again, "Did the ghost king go to see their couple with the little ghost king?"
Chapter completed!