Chapter 971

Mingyuan chuckled, half joking and half seriously saying, "some people are abnormal. Naturally, they can't see it by the standard of ordinary people, can they?"

Wenya suddenly panicked, subconsciously stepped back a little step, rigidly pulling the corners of his mouth, joking: "you are admitting that you are abnormal?"

Mingyuan smiles but says nothing, turns around and walks away.

Under the sky, the coffin has been completely covered by the earth, and a stone tablet has been erected on it, with the words "the tomb of zhikhan and kedun" written in cinnabar. The wind blows, the tiny weeds on the side of the tomb fall from east to west, and the paper money flies all over the sky.

Dust to dust, earth to earth.

Hell.

"What's the matter?!! I'm in super good health. How can I suddenly get sick and burp farts directly Shen Yan is almost angry. Is there something wrong with the way of heaven?!!!

"Ancestor, this, this It's all the rules of heaven. " Yama hardened his head and comforted him.

"The rules?" Shen Yan put his hands on his waist and said with a grim smile, "what rules? The rule is to make me short-lived? "

"That's true." The judge then said, "ancestor, in fact, this rule has opened up to you. It's very gentle."

Shen Yan laughed angrily and joked: "let me be a healthy person and die suddenly. Can this be called 'gentleness'

The judge shook his head and said, "this is not true. Du Zhi was meant to experience the misfortune. The way of heaven is just to let you die early. No matter for Du Zhi or for you, this way of experiencing the misfortune is too mild. "

Yama nodded and agreed: "yes, the other six sentient beings are all in love. They are all around people who want to fight with each other. It's hard for them to die together with their sweetheart! Ancestors, you and Du Zhi are not only lucky to be together, but also have been with Meimei for so many years. It's really happy that you've been in this situation

After hearing this, Shen Yan suddenly felt that it was not an unacceptable thing for him to die early in the world.

"But, I died so early, Du Zhi must be very sad..."

"Oh, my ancestors, they all said that Du Zhi wanted to experience misfortune. The way of heaven was to make him sad." The king of hell shakes the black folding fan with gilt edge and says, "if he's not sad, he'll die!"

Shen Yan is full of emotion, but he still loves his sweetheart after all. He shakes his head and sighs: "it's too hard for him..." "Make complaints about

," said Wang.

No matter how low the voice is, Shen Yan can still hear clearly.

Shen Cheng

This name has become a scar in Shen Yan's heart. It's just a slight mention by others. He was shocked and his expression froze.

The king of hell knew that he had lost his word, so he quickly closed the black folding fan with the hot gilded edge, hit his mouth with the handle of the fan, and made amends with his hands bitterly, saying: "I'm not going to choose my words."

Shen Yan waved his hand and sighed dejectedly.

But at this time, a ghost messenger rushed in to report: "boss, the black fog is coming again!"

"Ah?" The king of hell was so depressed that he said, "last time, didn't the ancestor talk to him? How could he come back?"

Shen Yan was shocked, and a conjecture suddenly flashed through his mind. But this conjecture is fleeting. When Shen Yan wakes up, he can't grasp it.