Deliveryman of the Heaven - C118

Around two in the morning, the god of plague replied.

Distress God: You brat reacted quickly. Since this Zhang Fugui died suddenly and not much time had passed, I checked around the Underworld and haven’t shown him any information about his reincarnation yet. Which is to say, during this period of time, Zhang Fugui’s soul is not under the jurisdiction of the Three Realms.

Weiqing was immediately overjoyed: Then what should I do?

Calamity God: Don’t be so happy too early, according to the records in the Book of Life and Death of Zhang Fugui, he can only live to 56. Right now, he is already 47 years old, so even if he lives, he can only live up to nine more years.

These words really gave Weiqing a big shock, wasn’t this using his life to continue?

Weiqing hurriedly retorted: “Now that Zhang Fugui is only a daughter, you’re saying that we’ll take the rest of the nine years from Zhang Linlin’s body!

God of Plague: Yes, that’s enough.

Weiqing: That won’t do, can I borrow someone else’s?

God of Plague: That won’t do. Brat, think about it carefully. If you want to mess with me, then hurry over here, and take advantage of this gap in time to finish this. I helped you out on behalf of the Supreme Lord, otherwise, I would not even bother to respond to others kneeling and begging me. To be merciful, that was the only way. How could there be so many empty gloved White Wolf s in this world!

Weiqing: Let me think about it?

God of Plague: Give me a reply within half an hour, or else I won’t care!

Being able to revive Zhang Fugui, even if it was only nine years, was still a form of comfort for Zhang Linlin. At least, it could be considered as having fulfilled his duty and filial duty of being a child to to enjoy his Yang City for nine years. But to take the nine years from Zhang Linlin meant that Zhang Linlin had lived nine years less than before!

If she were to ask Zhang Linlin about this, she would definitely agree, but Weiqing didn’t!

If he really did that, then what the hell was Weiqing doing? Wasn’t it just saving a person and killing another?

“Sigh, actually, it’s not impossible. There was a legend that a deity wanted to extend the life of a mortal. Even if I do not have that much face, the Heaven Realm would definitely have some Life Continuing Pills and the like. As long as I have the ability, wouldn’t I be able to make up for those nine years for Zhang Linlin? ”

“But this kind of thing, no one can say for sure before the time comes, what if I don’t find a way to extend Zhang Linlin’s life, wouldn’t that be harming her?”

“But if we don’t save Zhang Fugui, he will definitely not be able to take it. I have a lot of responsibility for Zhang Fada’s death, and now that Zhang Fugui is dead too, Zhang Linlin is suddenly on her own, isn’t that just too miserable? ”

Ever since Weiqing knew that Zhang Fada had won a large sum of money outside and sent a million dollars to his father, Weiqing finally had a feeling that Zhang Fada wasn’t as bad as he thought.

Weiqing sat on the walkway and looked at the Big Brother Fei who was sleeping soundly, sighing deeply!

Originally, Weiqing wanted to go in and discuss it with Zhang Linlin, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget about it.

Half an hour was equivalent to taking a nap.

God of Plague: Weiqing, you brat, how are you thinking about this? You have to think about bigger things for so long, it’s not like you need to lose your life to think about something like this!

Weiqing: Then Zhang Fugui’s daughter is my girlfriend!

God of Plague: What the f * ck, Weiqing, you really have good eyes, picking out and picking out a daughter from a Jue Hu family! It’s fine if you’re just playing around, but don’t get married to this woman! Do you know why when their family reached this generation, something always happened? It was because their ancestors did wicked things that angered humans and gods!

Weiqing was stunned: Their family?

To cut off one’s family was to cut off one’s lineage …

In the beginning, Weiqing did not think of the term “Jue Hu”, but now that he thought about it, it really seemed like it was true. Zhang Fugui’s life was in danger, Zhang Fada had died a terrible death, Zhang Linlin’s heart was in trouble, but Zhang Ronghua’s life could be considered as in danger, Zhang Ronghua’s son Zhang Fangwei was a fool, wanting a wife was difficult!

From this, it could be said that if old Zhang’s family could not get married and have children, they would be considered as extinct!

God of Plague: Yeah, I just checked some information. This Zhang Fugui’s father is a landowner. The landlord had done something wicked by raping a pregnant woman. In order to fool others, he had thrown the pregnant woman into an old well. Although no one in the mortal world knew about this, they were all registered in the Underworld!

Weiqing took in a deep breath. He never thought that Zhang Linlin’s grandfather would actually do something that was worse than a beast!

God of Plague: This pregnant woman came to the Underworld after she died. She refused to be reborn, and would rather suffer the pain of hell than to die in front of Old Zhang’s family. In the end, the Yama could only fulfill this woman’s wish and rank the Old Zhang Family as a third-rate wicked person. Zhang Fugui, as the eldest son after the death of the landowner, should not have had the fortune to bear the brunt of the consequences. He should have passed away early on, but who knew that not only did he live till now, he even had a pair of daughters, it was truly a strange person!

Zhang Fugui is a strange person?

This conclusion of the god of pests caused Weiqing to jump in fright. If the god of pests didn’t reveal such a secret, who would believe that this rotten drunk was such a weird person?

Weiqing: Is there really no other way?

Calamity God: Currently, this is the only way to prolong Zhang Fugui’s life, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to help you. That was when the Yama ended Old Zhang’s life, it would already be good if it could be changed. Actually, you don’t have to worry too much about it. If you have the chance to become an immortal in the future, and if you have a chance to bestow blessings on his, you can let this girl live for a hundred years.

Ascending to Immortality? Stop teasing me, alright? Is it that easy to become an immortal?

God of Plague: What does a grown man dawdle for? He just doesn’t do anything.” The Yama has assigned us all a mission. If you do not complete it by then, even a god of pests like me would not be able to do it. I really treat you as a friend, that’s why I’m telling you so much!

Weiqing: Alright, let’s take a gamble!

God of Plague: What the f * ck are you betting on? With your ability, becoming a deity in the future will only happen sooner or later. Don’t worry, I still need your protection in the future. I won’t harm you!

Weiqing: Hehe (sweating)

God of Plague: Hmm, I’ll give you some things that I can use to summon souls. Go and get them for me now. I’ll be able to reach you in an hour. Oh, by the way, you have to send me a location. This matter could be settled before daybreak. With too much yang energy during the day, if Zhang Fugui’s soul was forcefully summoned back, even if he survived, he would still be a cripple!

The god of pests sent over a large pile of lists. Weiqing looked at them and asked, “Do you have any of these things for sale in the mortal world?

God of Plague: Yes. Actually, it’s fine if he doesn’t have these things. I can call his soul back with the Soul Summoning Drum. However, if you use your mortal world’s tools to attract souls, it would be even harder for the Underworld to find out what was going on. Go on, I’ve promised you, I’ll definitely help you!

Weiqing immediately woke Big Brother Fei up and dragged him out of the hospital.