Chapter 278

It was a very rare accident.

To be precise, it was a man-made accident.

Robb looked at Zhang Manyue again.

As the man in front of her kept pleading, she picked up the flowers of the Moon Spirit Tree and asked in a deep tone: "Why did you pick the flowers?"

"Today is my son's birthday, and he wanted to receive flowers as a gift. I broke a branch from the tree. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Let me go back! My son only has me as a relative, and he can't live without me! "The man kept kowtowing.

Zhang Manyue looked at the purple flowers on the branches and didn't know what she was thinking.

Robb stood aside, not disturbing her.

Finally, she said: "You said this is a birthday gift for your son?"

The man nodded repeatedly and said: "He is an extremely smart and kind-hearted child. As an incompetent father like me, I am really lucky to have such a son. I will definitely fulfill his little wish. So, please let me go back. Bar!"

In the minds of men, Zhang Manyue and Robb, who obviously seemed to be companions, were now regarded as legendary gods and ghosts.

Not daring to resist, he could only keep begging for forgiveness.

As Robb watched, Zhang Manyue suddenly smiled: "Okay, okay. I'll spare your life."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The man was ecstatic.

But it's not over yet.

Zhang Manyue continued: "When you go back, raise your son well. When he grows up, give him to me."

"Ah?" The man was stunned again.

Zhang Manyue's lips curled up: "If you save your father, of course you have to repay it with your son."

The man wanted to refuse, but looking at his increasingly illusory body, he thought with great worry: "If I die, Chancheng will be alone. He is still so young..."

"There are only a few minutes left. Decide quickly, are you going to die yourself or give your son to me?" Zhang Manyue squatted in front of the man, holding his chin in one hand and playing with the purple flowers in the other, and said calmly.

Finally, the man gave the answer: "I am willing, please let me live!"

"Remember your promise."

Zhang Manyue stood up and put his palm on the man's head.

After a moment, the man's soul disappeared.

At the same time, in a hospital several kilometers away, a man who was being rescued suddenly opened his eyes and firmly held the hand of his crying son beside him.

"You just got used to it?" Robb walked to Zhang Manyue and asked.

He didn't have a hand in what just happened, he just wanted to see Zhang Manyue's response.

"That man, or to be precise, that man's son, has a lot to do with you Zhang Manyue." Robb said directly.

"I know." Zhang Manyue looked at the Moon Spirit Tree flower in his hand and said calmly, "This is the instruction of God Magu, and it cannot be avoided."

"That's not your style," Robb said.

"So what." Zhang Manyue glanced at Robb and said with waning interest, "Whether it was arranged by God No. 1 or God No. 1, I can scold them in person, but I can't stop the development of the situation."

This is the result of being subject to God.

Robb understood. He looked at the Moon Spirit Tree, which had a little more vitality than before, and sighed: "Life sprouts, dead trees become spring, and reincarnation restarts."

"Zhang Manyue, your fate has arrived."

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Chapter 388 Chapter 388 Park Ji-hyun moves in

The East has always had fatalism and causality.

It’s as if everything is doomed after birth. No matter how hard you struggle, you can’t escape the circle that fate has drawn for everyone.

As arrogant as Zhang Manyue, when faced with the coming fate, she just silently welcomed it, looking forward to winning the battle with fate or seeking true relief, and never thought of jumping out of this circle.

Robb didn't believe in fate.

Even if there is, it is just an arrangement made by the superior to the inferior.

Like now.

"It seems that God Magu has made arrangements for you. The thousand-year obsession has come to an end." Robb said calmly.

Zhang Manyue sneered and said: "Then I have to be willing to let go. Even the gods are unable to do anything."

Just because Zhang Manyue took the initiative to step into her destiny didn't mean that she would just succumb to it obediently.

She didn't believe that she would let go of her obsession, otherwise she wouldn't have lingered for a thousand years.

Robb saw this and shook his head slightly.

The person who knows Zhang Manyue best in this world is Magu God.

With the latter's ability, he was obviously very confident after waiting for such a long time to make the final arrangements for Zhang Manyue.

Robb looked at Zhang Manyue, who was full of confidence, and said secretly: "The more Druna's ghost clients leave without regrets, the brighter the flowers in the courtyard bloom. So what about Zhang Manyue? A man with a thousand-year obsession How gorgeous will the flowers bloom after your existence is gone?"

For God Magu who is keen on collecting flowers of wish, Zhang Manyue, the largest flower, is undoubtedly the biggest result she has waited for for thousands of years.

When it's ripe, it's naturally time to pick it.

Zhang Manyue seems confident, but in fact the future is already determined.

This is "destiny"!

Robb sighed.

"Although I don't know what you are sighing about, I always have a very unhappy feeling." Zhang Manyue suddenly looked at Robb and frowned.

Robb shrugged and pointedly said: "The world is a big place. If Zhang Manyue wants to get rid of the constraints, you can go for a walk outside or find someone to help."

Zhang Manyue chuckled: "Noble? Are you talking about yourself?"

"Maybe." After all, he was on someone else's territory, so Robb didn't go deep.

"By the way." He asked curiously, "If one day, Zhang Manyue, you let go of your obsession and are willing to go to Santuchuan? Brand-name bags, clothing, jewelry, luxury cars, yachts, fine wine, food... these are all Are you willing to give it up?"

Going to Santuchuan means reincarnation.

There are never two identical flowers in the world.

Even if they are similar, they are completely different in nature.

This is reincarnation.

If it were Robb himself, he would never undergo the so-called reincarnation.

He is who he is.

Unique and irreplaceable.

As for Zhang Manyue.

After hearing this, she was confused for a while, and then fell silent: "I have been wandering for a thousand years..."

"So what if it's a thousand years? I think you haven't enjoyed it enough yet." Robb touched his chin and looked at it.

Zhang Manyue: "..."

The mood she had worked so hard to cultivate was suddenly ruined, and she glanced sideways at Robb.

Robb thought of someone: "I have an elder who has been seeking immortality but has never been able to achieve it. In the end, he was betrayed by everyone. If she knew Zhang Manyue and your current state in hell, she would be extremely envious."

It has to be said that Zhang Manyue will definitely be envied and yearned for by countless people if her current state is revealed.

Neither life nor death, the time of her body bound to the Moon Spirit Tree has stayed at the moment she was alive. Not only is she still full of vitality, but she also possesses powerful supernatural power.

Apart from being controlled by Magu God and being unable to leave the Moon Spirit Tree for too long, there are no other shortcomings.

If it were Robb, a thousand years would not be enough, and living so freely forever would be the truth.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the shackles on the body must be removed.

"Come on, live well." After finally meeting an interesting person, Robb expressed his sincere blessings, "Otherwise, in the future, I can only accept your inheritance with tears."

When did my heir become you?

wrong!

There is no way those properties of mine can become an inheritance!

I just feel that Robb is acting like a man on the surface, but secretly he is rubbing himself clean and going to hell. Zhang Manyue, who has never forgotten to peek at his wealth, now wants to cut off the threat first.

But Robb had already pulled away and left early.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say hello: "President Zhang, remember to say hello to Manager Cui. The VVIP dining and reception will be added to the one-person standard. I have friends coming to stay."

"What?"

Zhang Manyue was shocked instantly.

It's hard enough to entertain one Robb, but now there's another.

"Do you think Hotel Del Luna is a public toilet? Anyone can enter and exit?" she objected loudly.

In this regard, Robb raised the right banner:

"I am VVIP!"

…

"Oppa, is there really a hotel full of ghosts here?"

"Of course, it's right here. See that red brick bungalow?"

"Huh? When did Myeongdong get such a house?"

On a sunny day, Robb, who was true to his word, brought Park Zhixian, who had recently filled up his service attribute points, to the front of the Del Luna Hotel.

The hotel is good in every aspect, but it lacks a bed warmer.

Zhang Manyue, who could catch Robb's eyes, would not deign to do it.

Robb thought of his good sister Park Ji-hyun who obeyed every word.

Coincidentally, the other party was also a paranormal enthusiast and was very curious about the Hotel Del Luna described by Robb.

The two sides hit it off immediately.

At this moment, after much nourishment, Park Ji-hyun looked much more mature and elegant than at the beginning. She looked like a delicate flower in full bloom and looked in the direction pointed by Robb, and was very surprised.

If it weren't for Robb's reminder, she really wouldn't have noticed that there was such a bungalow here.

"Is this the Hotel Del Luna? It looks...much smaller than what you described, Oppa." Park Ji-hyun said with interest and a hint of confusion.

"This is not the full picture of Hotel Del Luna yet. You will know after we proceed."

Robb took Park Ji-hyun into the Del Luna Hotel.

"welcome."

As soon as he opened the door, the enthusiastic voice from Chi Xianzhong sounded.

After recognizing the visitor, Chi Xianzhong glanced curiously at the beautiful young woman who was hugging Robb's arm intimately, and asked, "Mr. Robb, is this the new guest?"

Robb nodded: "Well, has the room been rearranged?"

Chi Xianzhong said quickly: "Manager Cui has already made arrangements."

"Thank you." Robb led Park Zhixian to the elevator.

During this period, Park Ji-hyun couldn't help but ask: "Oppa, is that person just now a ghost?"

"Yes."

Park Ji-hyun exclaimed: "It looks like a living person!"

Especially compared to the ghosts in Kunyanchi Mental Hospital, Ji Xianzhong looks completely normal.

so.

Are there different types of ghosts?