It is now midnight in the world, and Wei Sihuan's parents have already fallen asleep.
Because of Wei Sihuan's death, his parents still missed their son even in their dreams.
The dreams were very confusing. They either dreamed of the day when their son was still alive, or dreamed of the day when they saw their son's body, or dreamed of the day when their son came back...
Wei Sihuan looked at his parents' dreams and his tears couldn't stop flowing.
Pei Qi connected the two people's dreams together, and the dreams that were chaotic just now turned into nothingness.
In such a dream, human beings can have some clear consciousness, as if the fog has been broken out of chaos.
Wei's parents stood a little confused in the void. When they were confused, their son's figure floated from the depths of the void.
Although they often dreamed about their son, those were only the sons in their memories.
In this situation, they had a feeling that this was their son, as if his son had been resurrected.
When Wei's mother saw her son, her face burst into tears and she was out of breath for a while.
Wei Sihuan hurriedly stepped forward to comfort his mother and gave his parents a big hug.
The ghost is cold, but Wei's parents can clearly feel the touch of the hug.
Father Wei was the first to speak: "Xiao Huan?"
He was not questioning the identity of the son in front of him, but he was in disbelief.
Wei Sihuan wiped away his tears. Time was limited, but he had a lot to say to them. Now was not the time to release his emotions.
"It's me! I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable these days! Mom and Dad, I came here to tell you that the underworld is very beautiful, and life there is just like when you are alive. Don't feel sorry for me. Although I can't always
I am with you, but I will try to come and see you in my dreams as often as possible."
Mother Wei touched her son's face and choked with sobs: "Xiao Huan... Mom misses you so much..."
Wei Sihuan held their hands: "Mom, don't cry. How can you make me feel at ease like this? I hope you can live a better life. You are still young. Give me a younger brother and sister and let him take my place."
I will show my filial piety to you and let him make you happy for me. I hope to see you happy, okay?"
The family of three talked to each other for a long time, and Wei Sihuan also said some good things about the underworld, which made his parents feel relieved.
It's a pity that the happy time is always short, and the time for dreaming is limited, and they will eventually say goodbye.
Wei Sihuan broke away from the dream world, was silent for a while, stood up and bowed deeply to Yan Luoluo who was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
As for Pei Qi, he has already gone to investigate the situation in Guiquan Mansion.
Yan Luoluo waved his hand: "Why are you so polite? It's almost dawn, I have to go back to work, and I'll see you again tomorrow night."
After Yan Luoluo left, he remembered that he only knew her name, but didn't know what she did or where she lived. If she didn't come tomorrow, how would he find her?
Thinking of that bright smiling face, he suddenly felt that the underworld was also pretty good.
It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless, so he can't get a response from the beautiful woman.
Yan Luoluo finished a day of classes and came to the underworld again. After checking in with Luo Xiaoming, he took a walk to Wei Sihuan's residence.
As she walked, she discovered that she was being followed by a ghost. She walked quietly to a remote place, pretending not to know anything.
When there were no ghosts around, the ghost that was following her caught up from behind.
There are quite a few ghosts, seven or eight, and their strength is much stronger than the few yesterday.
The group of ghosts surrounded her, and the leader-like ghost said: "Little girl, are you going to find your little lover? Why don't you play with your brothers?"
A group of ghosts smiled maliciously, but Yan Luoluo's face became sullen. If they simply scolded her or wanted to fight with her, she wouldn't care, but these ghosts directly touched her reverse scales.
Pluto was angry, and the situation in the underworld under the bright moon suddenly changed, and violent storms were about to pour down. The ghosts and official ghosts, including the few in front of him, fell to the ground and knelt down.
Luo Xiaoming and Jiang Miao were very familiar with this change. This was because Pluto was angry and he hurriedly called Qi Changfeng to take the guard department out.
Pluto does not need support, but Pluto's power is inviolable. Since she has angered her, Hades has to show its attitude.
The ghost people surrounding her were horrified. The commission they received was just to deal with an ordinary little girl, but how could this little girl be Lord Pluto?
Yan Luoluo transformed. She was originally a little girl in casual clothes. Now she was wearing a golden cloud pattern and ink-colored clothes, with her hair tied high, her expression cold and ruthless, floating in the air, and the majesty of the god appeared.
Under the leadership of Luo Xiaoming, the two palace princes and the security department were not affected, but they rushed to the scene of the incident in a breath.
Pluto glanced at Luo Xiaoming and other ghosts indifferently. Even Luo Xiaoming, the King of Hell, felt a little palpitated, let alone the other ghosts.
There was no emotion in her voice: "Bring it back to Yama Hall."
King Yama responded solemnly: "Yes! Lord Pluto!"
Pluto nodded, and on the way back to the Hall of Hell, he saw Wei Sihuan who was also kneeling on the ground, stopped and said, "Take him with you too."
Wei Sihuan didn't know what happened. He only thought that the voice sounded familiar. It wasn't until the guard carried him and followed Pluto that he realized that it was him who Pluto said he wanted to take with him.
But, why? He is just an inconspicuous little ghost. He has done nothing worthy of Pluto's attention and has never done any bad things.
The entire underworld is covered by dark clouds, and the air is filled with a sense of depression.
All the ghosts prostrated themselves on the ground and accepted the wrath of Hades in fear.
The few ghost kings who wanted to rebel also prostrated on the ground, their hearts filled with bitterness.
Pluto has never appeared, making them think that they can challenge the authority of King Yama, but they forget that this King of Yama is not just anyone who wants to be, only she can decide who is King of Yama.
Before they could wash their hands in the golden basin, a group of underworld soldiers arrested them and sent them directly to the Yama Hall.
In the main hall of Yama Hall, Hades, Yama Luoluo, is sitting on her throne. King Yama and the three princes are standing below. Behind them are the ghosts and people he ordered to arrest.
Pluto spoke: "King Yama, the kings of each palace are seated."
The four ghosts bowed slightly: "Thank you, Lord Pluto."
Yan Luoluo suddenly felt like she had become an emperor. However, she was still so angry. She couldn't laugh, otherwise she would lose her momentum!
Hades: "Pei Qi."
Pei Qi, the secretary, was also brought to the Palace of Hell, and he had to report the work progress to Hades.
Pei Qi heard Pluto's call and hurriedly responded: "Lord Pluto."
He answered much faster this time than before, obviously feeling a little nervous under the pressure of Pluto's momentum.
Wei Sihuan, who had his head bowed and knelt on the ground the whole time, was shocked. Isn't Pei Qi the undercover guy introduced to him by Yan Luoluo last night?