1182 Perfect Match, Congratulations

When Wang Qianchen resurrected Tan Zuo, Tan Zuoke didn't say a word. He thought that he couldn't speak when he performed this Dafa, but now he realizes that he can not only speak, but also chatter.

"Do you want to live or not, go back to the lamp if you don't want to live, and I will destroy your body now!" Wang Qianchen scolded.

"Don't, don't!" Du Hong slammed into his body immediately.

Immediately after hearing the sound of "bass", Du Hong directly stood up, patted his bald head, and patted all over his body, then he akimbo laughed loudly: "I, Du Hong, are back again. What doesn't kill me will definitely make me stronger... What I lost, I will take back everything, and no one can stop me!"

His laughter was ferocious and terrifying. Although there was no one around, there were people farther away, who were attracted by him.

"My god, why does it seem like the devil has come back to the world!" A terrified voice came from the back of Brick.

"Don't be so rude, what have you lost?

Well, at most I lost my hair! Yin Luoluo is about to faint from crying, so hurry up and take a look! "Du Hong's laughter made Wang Qianchen shudder, and he couldn't help kicking his ass.

"Oh...oh..." Du Hong clutched his butt and hurriedly ran towards the cafe.

Inside the cafe.

A girl was lying on the table crying heartbroken. She had sworn that she would never cry again, but when she thought of her beloved being a lump of meat, she couldn't help but feel sad, as if thousands of knives were stabbing her. Same.

The people around wanted to go up to comfort them, but they didn't dare.

Just then, someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder.

Yin Luoluo didn't pay attention at first, but this person kept taking pictures, and it seemed that he wouldn't stop until he took her up.

"You're sick, you didn't see me..." Yin Luoluo raised his head suddenly, and was about to scold, and then the whole person was stunned.

The man didn't speak, just looked at her with a smile.

I don't know how long it took before Yin Luoluo said: "I... I'm dreaming.

What? "

Du Hong touched his bald head and said with a smile, "What do you think?"

"I don't think so."

"That's right!"

Yin Luoluo's tears poured out again, and then she jumped up.

Du Hong also stretched out his arms and hugged the girl he had missed for a long time in his arms.

"It's a long life, monks can also fall in love..." Someone next to him exclaimed.

...

After half an hour.

"I said how Xiaochen said that you have become minced meat, so you want to make me cry!"

"Yes, I can't tell you directly, otherwise the tears will not be pure!"

"He was holding my face for tears, so I thought he was interested in me!"

"Then you think too much, he is the son-in-law of the Jade Emperor! Oh, I used to think that Tan Zuo was well-connected, but now I think that Xiao Chen is not too much!"

The two walked out of the cafe while talking.

Wang Qianchen stood outside the door, looking at them both with a smile on his face.

"A perfect match, congratulations

Congratulations! "Wang Qianchen cupped his hands.

"Hey, thank you, go ahead and do your work first, I'll accompany Lolo for a few days." Du Hong grinned.

"Okay, I'll call you if you need it, and don't forget to get yourself a new mobile phone!" Wang Qianchen turned around and left.

Du Hong suddenly raised his foot and kicked his butt hard.

"What are you doing?!" Wang Qianchen clutched his butt and turned back angrily.

"Who told you to kick me just now, don't you know that I will retaliate?!" Du Hong bared his teeth and grinned.

Du Hong took Yin Luoluo away, and Wang Qianchen rushed to Hejia Village at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

This time it was smoother.

Although He Jun has been dead for three years, Father He and Mother He are the only sons. After such a long time, they have not been able to come out of their grief. When cooking, when boiling water, and watching TV, I can't help but shed two tears from time to time.

In particular, there are statues of Wang Qianchen and others enshrined on Qingcheng Mountain, including He Jun, and there are many believers around. I heard that this is the place.

After He Jun's home, there will always be people who come to visit and thank He Jun for his sacrifices for the common people.

People are all well-intentioned, some come with noodles, some with rice, and He's father and He's mother have to receive them.

Every time I receive a reception, the wounds that have never healed in my heart seem to be opened and lifted again and again, and there will never be a peaceful day!

Every time someone was sent away, the old couple would always hug and cry in the house.

The saddest thing in the world is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person!

Even if the rice noodles at home are piled up into mountains, what's the use?

If they could, they would rather that He Jun was not a hero, and would rather have never sent He Jun to Mount Qingcheng...

On this day, after sending off another group of believers, the two silently shed tears in the house as usual.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"There's another believer here, it's so annoying!" Father He slapped the table with his palm violently.

"They are also in memory of Xiaojun..." Mother He wiped her tears, forced herself out of the house, and opened the inconspicuous courtyard door.

(End of this chapter)