Xuan Huan: I'm really not the child of luck

Looking at Zhu Zi's pale complexion, he seemed to have a ghost in his heart, Lin Feng sneered in a farmer's voice.

"You unfilial son, if it weren't for your words, how could I die!"

"You unfilial son, I'm not willing to die!"

"You come with me!"

After Zhuzi heard this, he screamed out, and he was almost stupid.

The peasant woman didn't know what her husband's dead soul meant by saying this, she just thought that Lin Feng had killed him, as Zhu Zi said just now, he died to protect his son from a fatal attack.

She swallowed her saliva, and at this moment she confirmed that her husband was really dead, but she probably felt wronged, and it happened that he died at night, so her soul attached to her body.

People in their village believed in the theory of ghosts the most, and the peasant woman knelt down and kowtowed to her husband a few times: "I can see all the kindness you have done to your son. Since you are dead, you can go away with peace of mind."

"I will take care of all the big, medium and small things, and I will burn paper money for you every Qingming Festival to ensure that you live a prosperous life down here."

"This matter has nothing to do with my son. If you really want to find someone who hurt you, go directly to that Lin Feng and stay away from our son."

Her voice trembled when she said this, obviously she was also terrified.

But there is no way, Zhu Zi is her son no matter what, even if he is terrified, he has to speak for his son.

It can be heard from the farmer's voice that he should be the ghost of the resentful pillar, this kind of thing is the most terrifying, if it is resentful, it will cling to it.

Zhu Zi is still young now, and their family's incense has not been passed on, if he is entangled at this time and falls into the underworld, then their family's incense will really be cut off.

At this moment, Zhu Zi was so frightened that he rolled his eyes, and his whole body twitched.

Lin Feng saw that it was almost done, it was impossible to scare people to death at such a time, he still expected them to teach Yun Shang the basics of life.

So, he sighed: "Zhu Zi, if you do something you shouldn't do in the future, I will definitely pester you. If you behave in a peaceful manner in the future, we will cancel today's matter."

After the farmer finished saying this, Zhu Zi hurriedly kowtowed several times at him: "From now on, I will definitely keep my own place."

"Father, you can go with peace of mind, don't pester me, you don't want our family to have no descendants."

After he said this, Lin Feng sighed again, and then he put his dangling arm on the bed, and the farmer finally fell silent.

After Zhuzi saw that his father's arm had stopped moving, he was suddenly relieved. He never thought that such a thing as returning to the soul was real.

Fortunately, the farmer only said a few words just now, and did not tell the truth about who killed him.

Zhu Zi thought that he had walked for so long with a corpse with the soul of a farmer, and felt chilly all over his body, and he was terrified.

He took a deep breath, couldn't help but rolled his eyes and passed out, but the peasant woman hurriedly helped him up, and directly helped him to the farmer's side.

"I've said it all, I will burn a lot of paper money for you on Qingming Festival in the future. You can find a wife next time, and you can have a son. Don't pester our son anymore."

"Our family is just such a single seedling. If it is really entangled to death by you, then our family will have no roots in the future."

The peasant woman thought it was the undead of the farmer, and hadn't really dispersed, and clung to him relentlessly, which made him still unconscious.

She muttered in her mouth and made a lot of promises, nothing more than that she would take good care of her son in the future and pass on the blood so that her son would be a good man in the future.

Lin Feng felt that if she knew that her son had personally killed Lao Tzu at this moment, she would probably faint from fright.

As for the farmers under the Nine Springs, when they heard these words from their daughter-in-law, they would probably come to life with anger.

Zhuzi's life and death, he probably doesn't care so much now, and even wished to let his son go to the underworld to reunite with him.

Those who have committed a lot of evil like their father and son will definitely go to the eighteenth floor of hell, and they will feel better after they die.

And under the murmur of the peasant woman, I don't know if it really worked, Zhu Zi opened his eyes and woke up.

After he opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was his father's body.

At this time, the farmer's face had turned blue-gray, and Zhu Zi thought he had arrived in the underworld. Maybe the farmer felt that he had been wronged, so he summoned him down.

Zhu Zi hurriedly got up from the bed, and was about to apologize when he realized that the surrounding environment was very familiar at this time, and after a closer look, it was still in their home!
It's just that he was put on the bed by his mother, and after confirming that he had not gone down to the underworld, he patted his chest and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you are alive, you can say anything!

But when I just woke up, I saw a dead person who I killed with my own hands. This feeling was really uncomfortable. Zhu Zi's face was full of disgust: "Mother, you can't put me and my father together."

"My father is already a dead man. If you put me together with him, aren't you afraid that the dead breath from him will spread to me?"

What Zhu Zi said was quite serious, and the peasant woman slapped herself twice after hearing it: "Just now I saw you fainted, so I put you on it without thinking about anything."

"In order to avoid long nights and dreams, we will send your father away tomorrow, and let him live a good life by himself. Don't pester you and our family anymore, okay?"

What the peasant woman said made Zhuzi nod his head twice. He was the one who didn't want the peasant to pester him the most. If it wasn't already too late, he would have sent him away.

There are too many facts that happened today, and Zhuzi has no intention of looking for Yunshang.

Even if he wants to go to the peasant woman now, he won't allow it. His father's body is still in their house. How can a son eat meat?

Seeing that they were not doing anything here, Lin Feng was bored and walked towards the house where Yunshang lived during this time. She was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

I don't know what delicious food I dreamed in my dream, and I babbled my mouth twice.

Lin Feng's heart was blocked for a while, he had been gone for such a long time, and she didn't find anything.

It is estimated that tomorrow, this girl will not find out until she is reminded.

Yun Shang is a heartless person. When she saw him for the first time, she thought she was a frosty beauty, but she didn't expect her to be just a straw-packed snack with a frosty appearance.

He thought that if she was taught a lesson, he would not be able to fight back, so he directly sealed the spiritual power in his body.