The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 624
"It means that countless people died because of Zhu Xuanjiu."

Yan Sanhe twitched the corner of his mouth.

When Zhu Xuanjiu's human skin was peeled off, and when Taiwei told "The Case of the First Prince's Witch Curse", everything in the underworld aligned with reality.

This inner demon is not Zhu Xuanjiu's inner demon at all, but the inner demon of thousands of crows.

The inner demons of those thousands of crows, in addition to allowing the hypocrite Zhu Xuanjiu to reveal his true colors, were the witchcraft case.

There is no way around it, no way around it, no way to escape.

The death of the second mistress of the Zhu family and the aging of Zhu Yuanmo were not due to Zhu Xuanjiu harming his children and grandchildren, but the revenge of those thousands of crows.

And, as long as this inner demon is not solved, Crow's revenge will continue.

Yan Sanhe looked at the top of the tent and smiled bitterly.

No wonder she felt her life was in danger when she first sensed this inner demon;
No wonder everyone in the Zhu family will die;

The real initiator of all this is the crow!
Li Buyan felt that he was in trouble. His legs were weak and he had to sit down and relax first.

Little Mr. Pei felt that he was about to die.

What about tea?

His mouth was dry, his throat was smoking, and he was dying of thirst.

And Xie Zhifei's ears have always been in the stage of tinnitus, just like the rising tide of water, rushing up and receding.

If there was a regret medicine available in this world, he would buy one and swallow it even if he lost all his money and even if it cost his life.

He was the one who chased her to Yunnan Mansion and begged her to take over this inner demon.

In other words, he personally pushed Yan Sanhe to a dead end.

Give up your inner demons and die;

If the inner demons are solved, they may die.

"Yan Sanhe..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he bit his tongue, which was so painful that he forced tears out again.

"Everything has a cause and effect, and it has nothing to do with you at all."

Yan Sanhe looked at him and suddenly smiled softly.

"It's also a good thing. At least I don't have to keep my eyes open at night until dawn, feeling guilty and ashamed."

People, you can’t have a guilty conscience.

I feel weak, my food doesn't taste good, I can't sleep, I feel uncomfortable.

"Miss Yan."

At this moment, Zhu Qing's voice sounded outside the curtain, "Uncle Zhu just woke up and wants to see Miss Yan immediately."

"I was just about to meet him too."

Yan Sanhe's eyes were still on Xie Zhifei, "He must have had an unforgettable dream this time."

Xie Zhifei: "Let's go, I'll accompany you."

Yan Sanhe shook his head, "Xie Zhifei, I want to see him alone."

Xie Zhifei's heart sank suddenly.

……

Zhu Yuanmo's dream was more than unforgettable.

A ray of his soul came to the underworld, and happened to see the scene of the judge judging the mother in the Emperor's Palace.

Every time the judge said a bad name, my mother would cry and cry out for injustice.

After dozens of charges were reported, the judge picked up the token and threw it at my mother's feet: "Sent to the eighteenth level of hell, and you will never be reincarnated."

The jailer Rakshasa took my mother to the Hell of Sword Mountain and ordered her to go up the mountain barefoot.

With every step, the knife cut deeply into my mother's flesh, causing blood to flow.

His mother cried loudly in pain, and he was heartbroken as he watched, wishing he could take the pain for her.

He closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, the sword mountain hell in front of him suddenly turned into a volcanic area.

The jailer Rakshasa drove one ghost after another towards the volcano.

At this time, a ghost suddenly turned around and ran away, shouting for help as he ran.

This voice was very familiar to Zhu Yuanmo. It was his eldest son Zhu Yunlan.

How could it be him?
He is still alive and well in the earthly world.Before Zhu Yuanmo had time to think about it, he saw many ghosts turning around and looking towards him.

It was like countless thunderbolts struck down from the sky, and Zhu Yuanmo was so shocked that he lost his mind.

The faces of those ghosts were all familiar to him.

His wife Ling, the eldest daughter, the second daughter, the second son, the youngest son, the second brother, the third brother, the third brother and sister...even the old manager was there.

Everyone in the Zhu family fell into hell. There was no reincarnation, only the endless sea of ​​Shura fire.

The heart-rending and the thousands of arrows piercing the heart are simply not enough to describe the pain he felt when he saw this scene. Zhu Yuanmo fell to his knees and shouted heart-wrenchingly:

"Zhu Xuanjiu, you are such a beast!"

The jailer Rakshasa suddenly turned around and scolded: "Where did you come from? Get back here."

Zhu Yuanmo felt a sharp pain in his heart and at the same time, he also woke up.

Only then did I realize that it was Huang Liang Yimeng.

What surprised him even more was that he had this dream for four whole days.

"Miss Yan."

Zhu Yuanmo was still frightened even if he repeated it: "Why can I see it over there..."

"Zhu Yuanmo, do you want to hear what I dreamed about?"

Yan Sanhe didn't wait for him to finish and told her everything she saw in the dream.

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanmo's face turned pale and he said after a while: "That day, only Miss Yan and I entered the underworld."

In just one sentence, Yan Sanhe knew that he understood everything.

The two of them entered the underworld, so the crow found them and told them the consequences of continuing to understand their inner demons:

One, they will both die;
Second, everyone in the Zhu family will go to hell.

Zhu Yuanmo trembled and looked at Yan Sanhe's expression carefully, "Miss Yan, if I want to ignore this inner demon..."

"Then I will accompany you no matter what."

Yan Sanhe stood up and walked out of the house. When she reached the door curtain, she turned around and smiled faintly at Zhu Yuanmo: "Don't be impulsive. I'll give you another hour to think about it."

"Don't think about it."

Zhu Yuanmo suddenly lifted the quilt and quickly walked to Yan Sanhe with bare feet, "Miss Yan, please untie me!"

Yan Sanhe looked at him with sharp eyes: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Scared, scared to death."

Zhu Yuanmo still can't suppress the rise and fall of his chest. Every bit and every drop of that dream is like a steel needle piercing his heart.

"The road ahead is death, the road behind is death, and the road left and right is death. I want to fight for them."

After that, he knelt down towards Yan Sanhe, "I also beg Miss Yan to fight for them."

How unjust were his sons, daughters, nephews, and nieces?
How unjust is the second brother, the second younger brother, the third younger brother, the third younger sister, and the first wife?

Why is the boss so unjust?
If you continue to solve it, even if the final outcome is to destroy the nine tribes, it is better than going to hell after death and not being able to reincarnate for eternity.

What about eternity?
Who can bear it!
"Then give it a try."

Yan Sanhe raised his head and smiled: "It may not be impossible to achieve a bright future!"

The curtain fell, and Zhu Yuanmo looked at the swaying cotton curtain with tears rolling down his face.

"elder brother?"

"Big brother?"

Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao San came around and helped people up one on the left and the other on the right.

Zhu Yuanmo wiped away his tears and scanned their faces one by one.

"Second child, third child, there is something I have been hiding from you. His inner demons are involved in the witchcraft case of the late prince."

Zhu Laoer stumbled and fell;

Zhu Laosan took a few steps back and fell down on the bed.

No wonder the eldest brother said this inner demon is confusing;
No wonder he was so sick that he couldn't even get up;

No wonder he had aged so much all of a sudden;
turn out to be?

original!

(End of this chapter)