Born short-lived

"So I want to be reincarnated as my great-grandson?" Dong Min glanced at the book of life and death handed to him by the judge, and frowned, obviously a little disgusted.

The judge twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and didn't know how to explain it to him.

The person in front of him is the founding emperor of Huaxu, who is famous in the history books, and the black spirit master who has been seen once in a thousand years.

The judge thought about it, and said cautiously; "Actually, it's not just the great-grandson... You've been dead for 1000 years."

Dong Min smiled and gave him a sideways glance: "Thank you for reminding me."

The judge swallowed... Oh no, the judge is a ghost, and ghosts don't have saliva.

For 1000 years, this great emperor has been eating and drinking in his mansion, domineering... But the magistrate has nothing to do with him, he can only be an uncle.

He is not only the great emperor who saved the common people, but also the black spirit who was named by his superiors to take good care of him.

But this short-lived ghost didn't know why it was so short-lived back then, and he died suddenly just after passing, leaving an eternal regret.

In the official history, there are countless laments similar to "success and death", and in the unofficial history, people are crying like a raging fire...

To say that this man was a well-known handsome man in Dong'an City when he was alive, and he caused a lot of tears when he died. In the Wuyou River outside Dong'an City, there were at least a dozen women who jumped into the river to die for love that day.

But the emperor, who was supposed to have three thousand beauties in the harem, has been a bachelor all his life. If he is accompanied by the king, he does not have a concubine, but he does have a general—Jinyun, the number one general under Dong Min's seat.

"By the way, where's Jinyun?" Dong Min squinted her eyes and sighed inaudibly, "I haven't seen him in 1000 years."

Dong Min turned her head to the side, and the black jade bead embedded in the center of her eyebrows radiated with the rotation.

"Uh... this, the heavenly secret must not be leaked." The judge was sweating profusely, glancing at him from time to time, seeing his uneasy expression, he quickly added, "But think about it, Master Jinyun made great contributions to the human world back then, In the next life, you will be rich and powerful, live a long life, be happy and healthy, have a lot of wealth, and have peach blossoms..."

"Huh?" Dong Min smiled, "Really?"

The judge choked for a moment, and said falteringly: "Also... there must be a day when I meet you again..."

"Well," Dong Min finally raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, and even the black jade bead embedded in the brow bone seemed to light up faintly, "The judge is really wise."

"Then where did he go after reincarnation? It's been 1000 years, and there is no news at all."

"This... Lord Jinyun does not belong to the human world after all, he is a sword spirit, so naturally he does not follow the same path as ordinary people... The rest, the higher-ups have their own arrangements."

This general is not a person—but a sword—to be precise, it should be a sword spirit, the Vulcan who is the head of the Tiangang sword spirit.

Back then, when the "God of Fire and War" was rumored to be miraculous, this spirit sword broke in a very disgraceful way—it was broken into pieces, so broken that it couldn't even be repaired.

Since then, Hua Xu has been plagued by disasters, subjugated and restored.

Dong Min nodded without saying a word, the look in her eyes was indistinct, and she asked in a deep voice after a long time: "How long can I survive this encounter?"

The judge thought about it for a while, and then said carefully; "The superior...has his own arrangements."

Dong Min was noncommittal, just smiled; "If you want to grow, you probably won't grow anywhere."

Because he is black spirit.

...But it doesn't matter.

Dong Min looked up at the Palace of the King of Hades, which he had been relying on for 1000 years, and sighed with a smile—it was time to go.

Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, the judge thought for a while and stopped him; "My lord, someone asked me to bring a message - the next life is the next life, don't be entangled with the past."

Dong Min's footsteps stopped, and the judge only heard him chuckle, then waved his sleeves and walked forward without looking back: "Your words are nonsense, after a bowl of Mengpo soup, the past will be empty Already."

"If the grievances and grievances of the previous life are still in my heart, the next life will also..."

"Between him and me in the previous life, there was no delay or debt..." After Dong Min finished speaking, she also choked up, stopped beside the Naihe Bridge, and said quietly for a long while; "Ziying, help me see you off. "

The judge was stunned for a moment——Dong Min had called him with either "eh" or "hey" for 1000 years, and this was the first time he had been called by a watch word.

The judge also knew what he was referring to, so he took out a bamboo fungus from his bosom...

The long Sheng music played behind him, and the tune was so familiar that it made one's heart tremble.The melody follows the endless river of forgetfulness, extending to infinity.

Dong Min let out a long sigh of relief, and stepped on the stone steps of Naihe Bridge.

The wind by the river of Wangchuan was very strong, and it blew his long gown swaying, and his sleeves fluttered. His slender wrists were exposed from the wide sleeves, and the scars burned by the fire were shocking.

Watching him walk away, the judge couldn't help thinking—since he didn't delay or owe him, why bother to be obsessed with it...

The judge said to himself: "Master Vulcan, if you asked me to bring it, I will bring it, and you will do the same, so don't bother me anymore..."