What did Wu Jun say to me before he died? Did this mentally ill person talk to me before he died?
I experienced so many things on the train that I couldn't remember what he said at the moment.
No, it wasn't before Jia Lan died, it was the time when Bu Liuxian and I plotted against him.
He gave me a virtual currency account with a guarantee of 100 million US dollars, and also made a trick on Wu Jun.
It seemed like he said something else.
Before I could figure out what else was said, Jialan, who was still wrestling with me on the ground, said in a low voice:
"Go to Princess and ask her to find 'her'.
Remember, when falsehood is true, truth is also false.”
At this time, Zhuge Zhengqi rushed over, separated Jialan and I with force, and said:
"What is this for?
You can't do this in front of His Highness King Yama
Donor, after all you are the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, why are you having such a verbal dispute with Jiaxian?"
"Brother, you also know that I am the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, right?
Then why don't you say you are helping the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven to deflect?
I'm not saying that, you should have helped me just now.
You protect this ghost from behind. I grabbed his hair, jumped up and hit him in the head with my knee.
If this grandson were a real person, he could be defeated in one go.
Mr. Jia, when you have the ability to reincarnate, don’t drink that Meng Po soup. Remember me in the next life, and I can cast your shadow.
I'll beat you once and for all to let you know what will happen if you bully the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven."
At this time, King Yama suddenly laughed, then clapped his hands and said:
“I can’t believe that during the last part of the journey, there is such a drama to watch.
How about I take a break?
If the fight continues, it won’t be justified if you two don’t see some blood on your bodies.”
Just as King Yama said this, the carriage door opened, and Gui Wuming stood at the door dragging the soul of Xiao Jiajun's mother.
The little old man threw the woman's soul on the ground, then walked over, looked at me and Jia Lan with some surprise, then walked to King Yama and said:
"Your Highness, this soul is mutilating itself in the carriage.
If the kids below hadn't discovered it, she would have been reduced to ashes.
Originally I didn't plan to care about it, but there is no precedent for the soul being annihilated due to self-mutilation in the car.
I’m going to be reincarnated soon, but I don’t want something like this to happen before reincarnation.”
At this time, I was pulled back to my seat by Zhuge Zhengqi, and I looked back at the door of the carriage.
I saw the spirit of the woman who had broken into the carriage twice before, lying at the door of the carriage, crying and complaining to the half-grown boy Xiao Jiajun.
"It's not over yet."
The big man Wanbao pulled Xiao Jiajun aside, then he put his hands on his hips and said to the woman's soul:
"Sister, do you still have the nerve to cry?
Your son was killed by your own hands and he didn't even look for you. Why are you here licking your face again?
Come to him to intercede with the King of Hell, right?
I've seen people like you a lot.
First make yourself half crippled, and then come over and cry to your son.
Your son became soft-hearted after crying, so he stopped pursuing you for killing him?
Grandma - he won't pursue it, I will pursue it for him.
Little brother, please stop crying, we will be in the underworld soon.
In this life, the mother-son relationship between you and her has been cut off by her own hands.
You can say whatever you want when you get to the underworld."
"No, no.
I'm not here to intercede with Jiajun. I deserve death. I'm not worthy of being his mother. What a good child.
Jiajun, I don’t deserve to be your mother
I’m not begging you to forgive me. There’s just one thing I need to make clear to you.
I didn't say, let him do it quickly, I really didn't say anything.
You are my son, how can I say that?
Jiajun, think about it carefully, did you remember it wrong?
I didn’t urge him to take action quickly, I really didn’t say that.”
This woman's soul was a little crazy. She wanted to rush in, but was stopped outside the carriage door by Gui Wuming's prohibition.
The woman stared straight at her son before he was alive, foaming at the mouth, and kept worrying that she had not urged the adulterer to strangle her son to death.
And why did the half-grown Xiao Jiajun always shed tears and look down at his feet?
"I never said that! Xiao Jiajun, you can't be so heartless and frame me up!"
Seeing that her alive son was silent, she went crazy and banged her head against the ban on the carriage.
Every time it hit, a spark would fly out, hitting the woman's body and causing her skin to rip open.
The woman seemed to be unable to feel it. She changed from crying at the beginning to a ferocious expression, glaring at Xiao Jiajun's soul and yelling:
"Little beast! You still have the nerve to cry!
I gave birth to you and raised you for so many years!
Your life is mine.
I'm sorry for you! But I don't recognize the things I didn't do!
I'll go down to the eighteen levels of hell in Gaixia!
But I didn't urge her to strangle you to death as soon as possible.
I never said, never said, you can't frame me like this."
I understood clearly that this woman's soul could not accept that she had killed her son with her own hands.
The only sustenance in her heart was that she was convinced that she was bewitched by her adulterer and that it was not her intention to kill her son.
But if she admits that she urged the adulterer and acted immediately, then the fictitious scene she constructed for herself will collapse.
This woman couldn't bear that she had killed her son on her own initiative, so she became hysterical.
Seeing the woman's soul lying at the gate and crying non-stop, the big man Wanbao became a little anxious.
He wanted to go over and drag the woman away, but just as the big man stood up, he was stopped by Xiao Jiajun beside him:
"It's up to me to handle the affairs of this life."
When he spoke, the half-grown boy seemed to be a different person. He could no longer see tears, but he still had a look of perseverance at his young age.
After he stood up, he first looked back at me slowly, and then came to the door of the carriage.
After Xiao Jiajun stepped out of the carriage, he hugged the woman's soul.
The woman's soul was shaken, and she wanted to break away at first, but after she came to her senses, she hugged her son's soul tightly and cried:
"My son, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Please forgive me, I didn't know this at the time.
You are my son, and even if I die, I won’t let you die.”
"I know, I know"
Xiao Jiajun gently patted the woman's soul on the back, and then said softly:
"It's all over.
This life of ours has passed, both good and bad.
It's also thanks to you that I remembered my previous memories.
Don't cry, I made a mistake. You didn't urge that man to strangle me to death.
It was a memory error I had before I died in this life. I remembered it wrong, and you never said that."
After saying the last sentence, the woman's soul said "Wow!" and started to cry loudly.
She was crying and slapping her head hard. When Xiao Jiajun saw this, he hugged the woman tightly again to prevent her from committing self-harm.
At this time, the woman's soul cried and said:
"You remember correctly.
I said, I urged him to take action quickly and deal with it before your father comes back."
Alas, this chapter was written...
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