The system is forcing me to heal the cannon fodder male supporting role again

Lu Ji didn't know how long he had been floating in the darkness until he heard a gentle voice.

"Wake up."

Both feet stepped on the ground suddenly, the darkness in front of him faded like a tide, and Lu Ji opened his eyes.

A warm candle flickered in front of his eyes, and a handsome young scholar was looking at him.

"This..." He looked around in a daze.

The bull's head and the horse's face are black and white, and the black-faced Hades sits in the hall.

"Am I dreaming again?"

He pinched his arm, thinking that he must be dreaming again, otherwise why would he dream of the underworld again.

The ghost servants all laughed, and the young scholar followed suit.

"You have forgotten, let me help you remember." He raised the pen in his hand and pointed at Lu Ji's eyebrows.

Lu Ji was shocked, but he couldn't move at all, he could only watch the pen approaching.

Gently tap the tip of the pen on the forehead, a white light suddenly expands, and the sky spins in an instant——

In the courtyard in late winter, the plum blossoms have not withered yet.

Mu Heng sat under the plum tree drinking tea, dragging his purple fox fur on the ground.

"Uncle is a good planner. Now that Shen Qingyun has died in battle and the dragons in the northern border have no leader, it is a good opportunity for us to take it into our pocket... It's just that Shen Zhiwei returned to the capital alive, which is unexpected."

Ji Rongyu sat aside and poured tea for Mu Heng.

Instead, Mu Heng put down his teacup and leaned on the reclining chair with a tired look on his face: "He is seriously injured now, even if he died before he recovered from his injuries, no one would suspect him, so it's nothing."

Ji Rongyu looked at the cup of tea, her expression remained unchanged, and she still smiled: "What uncle said is that it's just a cup of poisoned wine..."

Suddenly, someone knocked over the teacup, and the hot tea splashed red fingers.

Ji Rongyu immediately frowned, held the man's hand, and felt distressed: "Why are you so careless, did you get burned? I'll call the doctor..."

He talked a lot, only to realize that the man didn't look at him at all, so he couldn't help raising his head, wondering: "Stop the boat?"

Lu Ji looked at somewhere in the void and was lost in thought. He came back to his senses after hearing the words, and immediately smiled.

"It's nothing...but, I have a different idea."

Ji Rongyu was taken aback: "What?"

Lu Ji retracted his red-hot fingers back into his sleeves without any trace, and meditated: "Look, the Shen family has been in northern Xinjiang for so many years. Are there still few people who want to eat this piece of fat? There must be many, But no one has ever succeeded, so what does that mean?"

Ji Rongyu was taken aback for a moment, and Mu Heng also raised his head.

Lu Ji said calmly: "In my opinion, the Shen family has been in northern Xinjiang for many years, and their accumulation must be profound. Instead of killing Shen Zhiwei, it is better to save his life and let him cooperate with us. Northern Xinjiang is still managed by him. It happens that we also It's easy, isn't it?"

Ji Rongyu looked at him for a moment, then suddenly turned her head, but Mu Heng kept staring at him.

Stared at by Mu Heng's quiet eyes, Lu Ji always felt that there was nothing to hide from what he was thinking in his heart. He was a little bit drummed, but he still had to put on a calm look on his face.

There was silence in the plum garden.

After a long time, Lu Ji moistened his throat, and was about to defend himself, when Mu Heng suddenly said, "I've thought about this method too."

Lu Ji and Ji Rongyu were both startled.

Mu Heng tapped his fingers on the reclining chair: "But there are two things wrong with this matter. First, the Shen family has always been loyal to the emperor, and Shen Zhiwei has even been the companion of the eldest prince. It is not easy to convince him. And this matter is top-secret, no one else will know except the three of us, so who will go?"

"I will not go."

"I go."

The two spoke in unison.

Ji Rongyu froze for a moment, then glanced at Lu Ji.

Mu Heng said meaningfully: "The second thing is that if Shen Zhiwei recovers, he will definitely return to Northern Xinjiang. Before I confirm that he can be used by me, I can't let him recover, but I can't let him die... So, what should I do?" ?”

Lu Ji's hands in his sleeves gradually clenched, but his voice was still very calm.

"Mr. Chen's medical skills are superb, he must have a way..."

The tea stove was boiling nearby, emitting white smoke.

"Then according to what you said, let him live." Mu Heng didn't say any more, and slowly closed his eyes.

The two stood up knowingly.

"Are you still blaming me for not telling you?" Walking out of the plum garden, Ji Rongyu suddenly grabbed his hand.

Lu Ji paused, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ji Rongyu gradually exerted force: "You should know that Shen Zhiwei definitely doesn't like me, so it's not easy to ask him to help me? The Shen family is still alive, and I will not be at peace. It’s also a last resort, you can’t blame me—”

Lu Ji struggled a few times but did not break away, so he could only sigh: "I won't blame you, but this plan is too vicious, if you want to hurt your morality, I have to find a way to make up for it for you."

Only then did Ji Rongyu's face soften a little, and it turned red again: "Are you doing it for me...I'm very happy to stop the boat."

He suddenly lowered his head and brought his lips closer, Lu Ji subconsciously took a step back.

Ji Rongyu froze immediately, and raised her dark pupils.

Lu Ji coughed twice: "Cough...well, it's getting late, I'm leaving first!"

As soon as he took a step, someone grabbed his sleeve, and Ji Rongyu lowered his eyes.

"Stop the boat, what do you mean..."

Lu Ji looked at him, and vaguely remembered that many years ago, that boy who was standing in the yard holding flowers, who had been frozen for some time and had flushed cheeks.

His heart suddenly became hot, and he blurted out: "I said that I would always be with you, this is not a lie..."

He thought that Ji Rongyu would be a little happier when he heard it, but he didn't expect the last trace of blood to fade from his face.

He shook his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I knew..."

"I knew it was because of him..."

Lu Ji didn't know why.

He gradually let go of Lu Ji's sleeve, but clenched it tightly at the last moment.

"So what?"

He was caught off guard and pushed Lu Ji against the wall. He was about to bow his head, but suddenly he groaned and took two steps back, clutching his stomach.

Lu Ji looked at him, a little guilty, pursed his lips, but didn't know what to say.

Ji Rongyu raised her head, her expression desperate and paranoid: "You promised, you can't leave me anymore..."

Lu Ji was so thoughtful that he almost stumbled when he stepped into the gate of the mansion.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Ah Wu was surprised.

Lu Ji was restless and didn't want to say much, so he waved his hands casually.

Ah Wu scratched his head, seeing him going straight to the west courtyard, he hurriedly called out: "My lord, according to your order, the younger ones have brought Mr. Shen to the house, and it's in the east courtyard..."

Lu Ji stopped abruptly and stayed for three seconds.

"There was a fire in the house for no reason. Thank you, my lord, for taking care of me. I'm afraid it will disturb me for a while in the future..." Seeing him coming, Shen Zhiwei put on his clothes and got up, said a few words, and immediately began to cough, his face extremely pale.

Lu Ji wanted to be courteous first, but when he saw him coughing, his heart ached for no reason, and when he came back to his senses, he had already pushed him into the quilt, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and was offering it to him.

Lu Ji was stunned.

Feeling a real gaze on his body, he raised his eyes bravely, facing Shen Zhiwei's inquiring expression.

"Although I don't know why the lord is willing to let the lower official come to live in the mansion, but the lower official has no friendship with the lord, and the lord doesn't have to be so courteous." Shen Zhiwei's tone was lukewarm, but he was not polite at all, "The lord behaved like this, the lower official I have to be suspicious, did the lord do anything to offend me?"

He raised his eyebrows, his amber eyes stared at him quietly, Lu Ji almost thought he knew everything.

"My lord..." He rubbed his nose a little helplessly, "This lord just thinks Mr. Shen is very handsome. There is a word called... I have been in love with you for a long time! Yes, yes, I have been in love with Mr. Shen for a long time... ...so I would like to take this opportunity to make friends with Mr. Shen, that, don't think too much about it, resting in peace of mind is just..."

He didn't know what he said, but he was inexplicably nervous just looking into his eyes, and finally ran away.

When night fell, Imperial Physician Chen came to the palace.

"The servant girl is going to deliver medicine to Mr. Shen."

Wan Cui picked up the medicine bowl, blessed him, turned and walked out.

Lu Ji looked at the empty stove, and suddenly felt empty in his heart.

He got up and walked to the corridor.

"Your Majesty." Imperial Physician Chen walked up to him.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "That medicine..."

"The old minister has strictly controlled the dosage of the medicine. It will only keep him from getting better. It will definitely not hurt his body."

Lu Ji suddenly felt a little sad, he touched his chest, and muttered to himself: "So what..."

After all, I am sorry for him. "

Doctor Chen looked at him with a sigh.

Lu Ji began to appear in front of Shen Zhiwei frequently.

He ate with him, told him jokes, and watched him fall asleep before leaving every day, except that he didn't want to watch him take medicine.

He sent a plum blossom today, brought a story book tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow was fine, so he carefully led Shen Zhiwei out of the house to bask in the sun.

In the end, Shen Zhiwei still coughed up blood, and he was nagged by Doctor Chen.

"I'm really sorry..." He sat beside Shen Zhiwei's bed, his head drooping, "I forgot you can't go too far..."

Shen Zhiwei lay on the bed and watched him without saying a word.

Lu Ji was used to talking to himself, although he didn't know it very well, obviously he and Shen Zhiwei hadn't met a few times, and the two of them didn't even know each other well, but there were a lot of things he wanted to say to him.

He chattered on and on until Chen San'er beside him couldn't listen any more, and politely told him to leave quickly.

"...Then you have a good rest, I won't bother you these few days." He scratched his head and stood up awkwardly.

"My lord." Just as he was about to go out, Shen Zhiwei suddenly stopped him.

Lu Ji turned his head, but Shen Zhiwei sat up, Chen San'er hurriedly supported him, and Lu Ji was also startled.

"I heard that there is a plum garden in the prince's mansion. I don't know if the prince can take the official for a visit tomorrow."

Seeing that Lu Ji was silent, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Can't you?"

Lu Ji came back to his senses, feeling inexplicably happy, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, of course, then...then you rest, I will come to you tomorrow!"

As he spoke, he ran away without a trace.

The corners of Shen Zhi's lips curled up slightly imperceptibly.

Lu Ji ran straight to a place where no one was there before suddenly returning to his senses.

He stopped panting, and touched his forehead blankly.

"Why should I run?"

Lu Ji began to be inseparable from Shen Zhiwei.

If he couldn't leave the house, he thought of other ways.

There is a pond in the east courtyard, facing Shen Zhiwei’s window, he raised a few fish in it, and moved a few plum trees, opened the window, and you can see plum blossoms, carp chasing the falling petals and blowing bubbles .

Every morning, he picked a few plum blossoms that were still soaked in morning dew from the plum garden and sent them to his desk. One day, he had a whim and wanted to plant a few clusters of flowers under his window.

"It's not spring yet, how can the flowers bloom now?" Shen Zhiwei shook his head helplessly.

Lu Ji tucked the hem of his clothes into his belt, and took a flower shovel to dig the soil under the window. Hearing this, he laughed: "You don't know that, I planted flowers in winter."

Shen Zhiwei sat in front of the window, flicking the book, "Have you ever planted flowers in winter?"

Lu Ji wiped the sweat off his face, and continued digging: "Yeah, it's something that happened when I was very young, and that's why Ayu and I got to know each other."

He seemed to have thought of something happy, and curled the corners of his lips: "He was much cuter then than now. Don't look at him as smart now, but he was stupid at the time. Do you want to hear it? Let me tell you ?”

He looked at Shen Zhiwei with a smile.

Shen Zhiwei turned another page of the book, and looked away lightly: "I don't want to."

Lu Ji didn't know where he made him unhappy again, so he curled his lips in a low voice.

During this period of time, he finally discovered it. He originally thought that Shen Zhiwei was a calm and steady character, but he always made him angry for some reason. Lu Ji felt that he was really on par with those difficult girls.

This feeling is really familiar, and it always reminds Lu Ji of Ji Rongyu when he was a child, but now Ji Rongyu seldom gets angry with him, and instead becomes more and more clingy, as if he was afraid that he would leave him and run away.

He sighed, and while shoveling the soil hard, he said: "Actually, I can also know why he is like this. When he was young, His Majesty and his mother and concubine didn't like him. He is used to being alone, so he will inevitably become more and more withdrawn. He is still afraid Thunder, and often have nightmares, when I was a child, I always came to sleep with me, and I haven't changed it now, and I come to the palace to climb over the wall when I can't sleep..."

Shen Zhiwei listened to him talking about Ji Rongyu, his face became paler the more he listened, and he didn't know what to say, and suddenly tore off the page of the book in his hand with a stabbing sound.

Lu Ji was stunned, and then he heard him coughing heart-piercingly, and suddenly became nervous, and found that he couldn't reach through the window, so he turned over with his hands.

"Are you all right? Do you feel better?" He poured a cup of hot tea, gently stroked Shen Zhiwei's back, with a worried look on his face.

Shen Zhiwei's cough came and went quickly, and after a while, he became indifferent.

He said lightly: "It's okay..."

He stared at Lu Ji for a blink of an eye, but didn't move for a long time.

Lu Ji was puzzled: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Shen Zhiwei nodded.

Really?

Lu Ji raised his hand and wiped his face: "Is there any more?"

Shen Zhiwei continued to nod, Lu Ji rubbed again, but he still nodded.

Finally, Shen Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to signal him to bow his head.

Lu Ji bent down involuntarily.

His cheeks were slightly warm, and Shen Zhiwei's fingers lightly brushed his side face, wiping off a little dirt.

In front of the carved window, one person is sitting at the table, and the other is slightly bent over. Against the plum blossom pond outside the window, it is almost like a painting.

The plum blossoms are falling, and the warm wind with the fragrance of flowers blows into the window.

He stared blankly at Shen Zhi's smiling eyes, as if he heard the sound of a flower blooming in his heart.

There is a breath of spring in the wind.

The plum blossoms fell, and more flowers came one after another.

The glaciers are thawing, the shoots are growing, the thunder is shaking, and the warm wind is pleasant.

"It's a pity that you can't go out for an outing..." Under the corridor, Lu Ji and Shen Zhiwei sat side by side, and he propped his chin in boredom.

Shen Zhiwei lowered his eyes: "You can go by yourself, don't worry about me."

Lu Ji immediately shook his head, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out a book from his arms: "Let me read you the storybook!

He was very interested, and Shen Zhiwei naturally wouldn't refuse, and soon, Lu Ji began to read in a vague manner.

A petal brushed past his eyes, and when it fell again, Lu Ji had already fallen on Shen Zhiwei's shoulder, and fell asleep soundly.

Shen Zhiwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and picked up the fallen flowers in his hair.

In midsummer, Shen Zhiwei would cough even if he ate watermelon at room temperature, so Lu Ji decided to make it into hot watermelon himself, but accidentally fried the watermelon all over the kitchen.

The watermelon smell on Lu Ji's body lingered for three days, and Lin Bo dubbed it a real hot watermelon.

In autumn, when the weather turned cold, Shen Zhiwei could not sleep well at night, and Chen San'er was also caught in the cold, so Lu Ji stayed by his bedside all night. If he accidentally fell asleep, he would find himself lying on the bed when he woke up.

Shen Zhiwei sat by the window, and smiled at him when he heard the sound.

In the pond, the sky and clouds pass by, and time flies.

A cluster of flowers really grew in front of Shen Zhiwei's window.

If it wasn't for Ji Rongyu's reminder, Lu Ji would have almost thought that such a day was real.

"I had a nightmare again the night before yesterday." On this day, he listened to Shen Zhiwei talk about the scenery and customs of northern Xinjiang for a long time, watched him fall asleep, and returned to the bedroom in a good mood, but met Ji Rongyu on the way.

"I came to look for you, but you were not in the room." Ji Rongyu looked at him, "Ah Wu said you went to see Shen Zhiwei."

Lu Ji was taken aback: "Yes, he is not in good health..."

Ji Rongyu frowned: "Even if it is to win trust, you are too kind to him. After so long, do you think he has been persuaded by you?"

Lu Ji choked, and slowly clenched his hands in his sleeves: "Not yet..."

Ji Rongyu turned cold: "Uncle said, if he refuses to agree, there is no need to waste effort."

Lu Ji's eyes were dry, and he couldn't help but said, "Do you have to do this..."

Ji Rongyu seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and firmly held his shoulder: "Stop the boat? What are you talking about? This is not what we have always said, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

"I haven't forgotten..."

He did not forget how the frail Ji Rongyu sneaked out to find him with whips all over his body drawn out by Mu Xuan, and was still wearing single clothes in winter, and was finally captured by someone from the palace crying; he did not forget how when Ji Rongyu was a child He insulted the poor prince at will, how many times he had confronted those naughty children with the poor prince behind him; His hand, saying that he will definitely become a person who will impress everyone, and come back to protect him.

He accompanied Ji Rongyu through the darkest period of his life, and promised to accompany him forever.

He knew how important this promise was to Ji Rongyu, just like before meeting Shen Zhiwei, he also thought that this promise was worth everything he gave.

But now he found that all of this obviously did not include Shen Zhiwei.

"I haven't forgotten...but why must it be him?"

Lu Ji looked at him blankly.

Ji Rongyu slowly let go of her hand, looked at him with a dejected expression, but suddenly smiled shortly.

"Stop the boat...why is that so? Don't you know why he is in poor health?"

Ji Rongyu left.

Lu Ji stood there, his eyes wide open blankly, his whole heart seemed to be crushed.

Lu Ji hasn't seen Shen Zhiwei for a long time.

He nestled in the room, drank his sorrows with wine.

Ah Wu often came to report, saying that Shen Zhiwei was waiting for him to eat together today, but he didn't arrive, so the grains of rice were not exhausted.

He was indifferent.

Shen Zhiwei coughed up blood twice today.

He continued to drink.

Shen Zhiwei fainted today.

He fell asleep with his head covered.

Three days later, Ah Wu appeared in front of him with a sad face, his heart tightened, and he immediately turned over and sat up, and was about to ask Shen Zhiwei what was wrong, but Ah Wu tugged at his sleeve and started crying with snot and tears.

"My lord, you can't go on like this anymore, Mr. Shen is more energetic than you at the moment, how hard are you to think about it!"

He was startled, feeling more and more absurd.

That night, after drinking three jars of wine, he felt in a daze that he had seen Shen Zhiwei.

People in their dreams want to do things they dare not do.

But when the dream becomes reality, it's kind of scary.

Lu Ji stared straight at the bed curtain.

Shen Zhiwei coughed hard at the side, and finally woke up his wandering soul.

"My lord..." Shen Zhiwei coughed extremely weakly.

Lu Ji turned his neck stiffly, saw a few red marks on the side of Shen Zhiwei's pale neck, and was so embarrassed that he was about to smoke.

But Shen Zhiwei coughed really badly, so Lu Ji had no choice but to put on his clothes and get up, pour him a cup of tea, and felt a little weird when walking, but he couldn't say exactly what it was.

With such doubts, he finally asked: "Why are you on my bed?"

Shen Zhiwei's face turned pale: "My lord drank too much yesterday..."

Lu Ji thought it was true.

"So...I...you..." He stumbled.

Shen Zhiwei closed his eyes, pretending to be weak, and didn't say a word.

Lu Ji touched his nose, thinking the same thing, Shen Zhiwei is so ill, how can he be his opponent.

After almost plucking out the petals in the plum garden, Lu Ji finally made a decision.

He found Shen Zhiwei: "This king will take responsibility for you."

He threw away Shen Zhiwei's medicine.

"My lord." That night, Imperial Physician Chen found him.

"You don't need to persuade me." Lu Ji sat on the stone steps in front of the hall, looking at the snow all over the courtyard, "I broke my promise to Ayu, if something happens to him, I will pay him his life."

He paused, "If he has something to do, so will I."

He originally thought that Shen Zhiwei should win the game in the end, but he didn't expect that Shen Zhiwei chose to surrender his military power.

"I don't care." Shen Zhiwei embraced him and buried him on the side of his neck, his movements were full of attachment, "As long as it's what you want, I can give it to you."

Lu Ji closed his eyes and hugged him tightly.

Shen Zhiwei gave up the loyalty of his ancestors and chose to offer an olive branch to Mu Heng. Lu Ji thought that all this would be over.

Ji Rongyu took advantage of Shen Zhiwei's military power to rebel, murdered his father and brother, and ascended to the throne.

But he killed Shen Zhiwei.

"You don't know, I went to look for you that night." In the Chengqian Hall, Ji Rongyu sat in a pool of blood, dressed in a crown.

He looked at Shen Zhiwei, who had long lost his breath, with joyful madness in his expression.

"I should have killed him that day...Why is he?"

Lu Ji was unusually calm. He looked at the body that had been slashed to pieces by Ji Rongyu, but his eyes did not shed a single tear.

Until Mu Heng led people into the hall.

"Ask me if I want to be emperor?" Mu Heng sat on the ground next to Shen Zhiwei's corpse, stained with some blood with great interest, watching the blood dripping between his fingers.

"I don't want to, that's too boring. In fact, everything is very boring to me, but destroying his country is still a bit interesting, and you..." He looked at Ji Rongyu, "You are just using me all the time. Otherwise, why haven't you told me the truth?"

Ji Rongyu said with a pale face, "I didn't kill Qin Zhao..."

Mu Heng nodded: "Of course I know, I didn't even kill your mother, how could I kill you, now I want to destroy this country, you can no longer be emperor, I will let you go, are you willing?"

Ji Rongyu looked at Lu Ji tremblingly: "Stop the boat..."

Mu Heng looked at him: "I don't think he wants to go with you."

Lu Ji smiled, and stretched out his hand to Mu Heng: "Help me, Mr. Mu."

Mu Heng nodded bluntly: "Do you want a knife? Do you want a sword? Or poison?"

Lu Ji looked sincere: "Choose one that doesn't hurt too much."

Mu Heng took a glass of wine from Imperial Physician Chen: "Should you trust him?"

Lu Ji took a look at Imperial Physician Chen, he seemed to be much older.

He took the poisoned wine, and Ji Rongyu struggled suddenly, yelling no.

Ji Rongyu smiled sadly: "I don't believe it."

The eyelids began to become heavy, and at this moment Lu Ji only felt relieved.

He wondered if you would believe it or not.

Then he closed his eyes.

With a "snap", the black-faced Hades slapped the gavel hard.

"It's because you, the new ghost, don't want to be reincarnated?"

Lu Ji moved a chair from somewhere, and sat in the hall with his legs crossed, "It's me. I want to see someone. If I don't see you, I won't leave."

Yan Wang snorted coldly: "People like you can see a hundred or eighty people a day in this hall. If you don't worry about each of them, you will only cause trouble for the underworld!" He waved his hand, and the young judge standing beside him stepped forward, Open the fate book.

"Lu Ji, King Jing of the Yong Dynasty, lived to be three out of [-], died of an untimely death, and the previous ten lives did not end well..."

"Wait a minute," Lu Ji realized something was wrong, "I also died violently in the previous ten lives?"

The young judge smiled gently: "Indeed." He flipped forward again.

"Up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up in the last life, in the next life, you choked to death drinking water, in the next life you will be luckier, won a 500 million lottery, and then happy Sudden death from drinking too much, and then..."

"Don't talk about it, I just want to know..." Lu Ji wiped his face: "Did I do something unreasonable before?"

The young judge smiled again: "No, it's just that the underworld is in charge of reincarnation in the three realms. There are countless new ghosts every day, and there are only a few good ones. You have to take turns. You are unlucky. The ones drawn before have always been short-lived ghosts." Fate."

Lu Ji hehe.

The young judge continued: "But it's different now. You have accumulated bad luck for ten lifetimes. In the next life, we will give you a good pregnancy."

He didn't care about a good baby or a bad baby, but it didn't hurt to listen.

"tell me the story."

The young judge bowed his head and said: "In the next life, you can be reborn in the family of the richest man in country Z. Your surname is Ma, your name is talented, handsome, 1.8 meters tall, graduated from an Ivy League school, a Wall Street financial tycoon, and an international supermodel is your wife." , the global superstar is your little aunt, you will have a lot of grandchildren, live a long and healthy life, meet a romantic relationship at the age of [-], rejuvenate, embark on the road of cultivation, and have the opportunity to become a fairy—"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ji couldn't bear to interrupt him: "I don't understand what you said, so you better stop talking."

The young judge bent his eyes: "It's okay, you just need to know that this will be an excellent fate that is rare in a thousand years and full of fate. How about it, this ghost friend, do you want to reincarnate now?"

Bai Wuchang stood beside him and said, "Listen, how wonderful! How many people want such a good tire but still can't get it, little brother, I advise you not to think about it, let alone the one you waited for. Has a person been reincarnated a long time ago, even if he didn’t leave, who would still remember who after drinking soup and crossing the bridge? It’s only serious to find a good way out in the next life, don’t forget that this is what you got after ten lifetimes of unlucky luck! "

Heiwuchang nodded: "After passing this village, there is no such shop."

Niutou said: "Beng stubborn little brother, be realistic, love is a ball!"

Ma Lian said: "Two days ago, a person insisted on waiting here just like you. When he heard that his next life would be a good one, he left without saying a word. It's not easy to be a ghost or a man. This ghost friend, let's be realistic. good."

Lu Ji picked his ear impatiently: "Okay, okay, my brain hurts. It's okay not to let me see him, you tell me how he will be in his next life, if he is good, I will leave immediately."

The young judge was taken aback: "Shen Zhiwei?"

Lu Ji immediately sat up straight: "What's the matter, is he alright?"

The young judge and Ye Wang looked at each other, and said softly: "This person has no destiny for the next life."

"Why?" Lu Ji frowned.

The young judge looked at Yan Wang again, and said slowly: "This ghost friend, you should know that people like him who killed too much in the yang world will suffer some pain after death. The more, the longer this day will be, now he..."

Lu Ji fell silent suddenly, and the ghost messengers looked at each other in blank dismay, and there was a moment of silence.

After a long time, Lu Ji stood up suddenly, and all the ghosts stared at him in unison.

Lu Ji straightened his clothes, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and suddenly saluted very politely: "My lord, the Lord Judge just said that I will be a good baby in my next life?"

Yan Wangye's eyes lit up: "Really, it's rare in a thousand years, have you thought it through?"

Lu Ji nodded: "Think clearly, my luck in the next life is really very good?"

"really!"

"Full life?"

"Full!"

"Okay." Lu Ji took two steps forward, raised his head and looked straight into his eyes, "Is it enough to use my destiny to exchange him from being tortured, and to have a happy life in the next life?"

Dang bang.

thump.

Boom!

Niutou picked up the steel fork, the judge picked up the life book, Lord Yan crawled out from under the table, and pointed at him with trembling fingers: "What did you say? Say it again?!"

Lu Ji said lightly: "Use my luck, my fate, to pay back his sins, and make his next life go smoothly."

"I want him to live a long life without any worries."

"I want him to be loved by everyone and admired by the world."

"I want him to have both parents and a harmonious family."

He paused, then continued: "...I still think he fell in love with the best person, and that person just happened to love him."

"As long as he is good, I will do anything. My lord can decide."

Bai Wuchang stomped his feet: "Fool! Fool! What a fate!"

The young judge pursed his lips: "This ghost friend, with all due respect, why are you like this? Ordinary resentful couples are just trying to make a promise for an afterlife. It's really rare for you to be like this."

Lu Ji looked at his palm and thought of something else: "I have hurt him a lot, and I owe him this."

"He didn't die by your hand."

"But he died because of me."

"You saved him with one word."

"But I let him linger on the sick bed."

The young judge finally sighed helplessly: "Can you think about it? The crime he committed is serious. If you want to avoid blame and give birth to a good pregnancy, you will never die well in the next life. Do you want to listen to it?"

Lu Ji sat back on the chair, found a comfortable position, and motioned for him to say.

"Both parents died when you were born."

"can."

"It's hard for you to have close friends and relatives, and you will be alone all your life."

"It doesn't matter."

"Your career is not going well and you are poor."

"casual."

"You put your heart into everything, but it's all in vain when you fetch water from a bamboo basket."

"Is this a problem?"

"Your loved ones will surely die, and those close to you will be haunted by bad luck. Everyone will regard you as ominous, and you will die young, and your next life will be the same. Life is like an ant, death is useless, and the cycle of reincarnation—— —”

The young judge finished speaking in one breath, staring at him with deep eyes: "Do you want more?"

Lu Ji looked at him quietly, and after a long time, he stood up and only said one word.

"want."

The young judge and Lord Yan looked at each other, and they stopped talking, and started to search for something separately.

Lu Ji moved his hands and feet: "That's all right? Then where should I go now?" No one answered him, he looked up in doubt, and suddenly saw the judge pull out a strange object with a square shape from the cabinet behind him.

"My lord, I found it."

The young judge handed over the thing, Lord Yan coughed twice: "You young people should go about this matter, this hall has never been very good at rectifying this thing..."

The young judge gave a salute, walked up to Lu Ji, and smiled warmly: "My ghost friend, congratulations on passing the test and being selected by our underworld's latest trial run activity of 'making up for past life regrets'. Sign the electronic registration form."

Lu Ji pointed blankly at the thing in his hand: "What is this..."

The young judge smiled: "The tablet is an electronic product introduced from the human world by His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven in order to improve the efficiency of the work in the three realms. Recently, the underworld is actively recruiting members of the three realms, building a large database, and working hard to better serve the undead of the three realms."

Lu Ji looked bewildered.

The young judge clenched his lips again: "The times have changed, and it's normal for my little friend to be a little surprised, but it's imperative to register first."

The young judge handed the tablet in front of him, pointed to the words on it, and introduced to him: "The so-called 'make up for the regrets of the past life' trial operation was born out of our observation that there are too many ghosts who stay in the underworld and don't want to reincarnate. One idea, we will choose some ghost friends who can resist the temptation and are unwilling to participate, and give them a chance to make up for the regrets of their previous lives."

"We have observed that in recent years, in the popular scriptures of the human world, there are often such types as book-wearing and systems, which can be borrowed for us. We will name each person's tasks individually according to their regrets in their previous lives. All members can have an opportunity in the next life to enter our simulated past life for memory recovery, if you can complete the task, you can regain the memory of the previous life, and reconnect with your lover."

"But this activity has two disadvantages." The young judge changed the subject.

Lu Ji thought to himself that this is right, there is no such good thing.

The young judge said: "I just said that you will encounter ups and downs in your next life. It is not a threat. Every ghost who wants to participate in this event has to pay such a price. You are more special. You have to atone for him. Then your Life will only be more miserable. According to regulations, you will encounter an accident at the age of 24. We will only open the entrance to this event for you on your birthday, and will give you a score based on your task completion, and decide you to accept it. Whether you can recover your memory if you come down, if you don’t score enough, you may be able to survive, but you will not be able to recover your memory.”

Lu Ji looked pensive, and the judge said: "This is very difficult and complicated. Since we started this activity, there are not many that can be completed so far. Are you sure you want more?"

Lu Ji said: "You only mentioned the first disadvantage, what about the second?"

The judge looked into his eyes: "The second one is the most critical one, we can only open the channel for this event for you personally, we can't give your lover the same registration qualification at the same time, because no one knows whether he Just like you, I want to make up for this past and restore my past memories."

Lu Ji, who had been calm and composed since he came here, was suddenly froze.

The judge looked at him silently and raised his eyebrows: "Are you scared?"

Lu Ji lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

The judge nodded: "Indeed, if I remember correctly, he should hate you the most after hearing that before he died.