#1136 Huo Wenhua's Request (2)

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"Mr. Huo, life and death have fate! Life is just a process of continuous reincarnation. You can use the god of death to invite you in person, which means that your next life will be good."

Yang Zimei was the only way to comfort her.

"Hey, I don't care if I live long or short, what I care about is that I haven't made up for the mistakes I made to Wendong, I haven't found his descendants, I haven't had the opportunity to bury him in a glorious way, and do it for him. Foot law."

Howard sighed.

"Brother, I don't care about that."

Huo Wendong's soul said, "I can fit together completely, and I am satisfied."

"Master Yang, I asked you one thing just now, can you agree?"

Huo Wenhua looked hesitant, but asked solemnly.

"Go ahead."

Yang Zimei thought that he wanted to find a good burial place for his two brothers by himself, or that he wanted to do a good job for Huo Wendong himself.

"When the god of death comes, can you help me ask the god of death for one thing?"

Huo Wenhua's words startled Yang Zimei.

She was a little bit afraid of the god of death.

What's more, how could she be able to ask Death to let Huo Wenhua go.

If the god of death was Xuehu, she might be able to plead twice.

"Mr. Huo, I can't do anything about the god of death deciding people's life and death."

Yang Zimei said helplessly, "No matter how good I am, I am just a mortal."

"Master Yang, I don't want you to beg the god of death to let me go. I have lived until now and found Wendong. I have experienced such a thrilling and novel thing in the past two days. I have no complaints about death. But Since Wendong was thrown onto the boat by me, he has been drifting and living a rough life. I hope that after the god of death takes my soul away, he will let Wendong's soul enter my body and live in my place."

Huo Wenhua looked at Yang Zimei earnestly and asked, "Or maybe, Master Yang, you have the ability to make Wendong's soul attached to me?"

Hearing his request, Yang Zimei looked at him in surprise.

"Mr. Huo, I can't promise you this either. Mr. Wendong has been dead for decades. If I let him attach to your body, it would be an act against heaven, and I can't do it. ."

"Alas! Then I have to beg Death to see it myself."

Howard sighed.

"Mr. Huo Wendong, do you want to live again?"

Yang Zimei saw that Huo Wendong's soul's eyes were shining, as if there was a strong desire to live, so she couldn't help asking.

Huo Wendong nodded.

Yang Zimei was speechless, thinking of the hexagram he had calculated before, Li Dai Tao Zong!

Could it really happen that Huo Wendong replaces Huo Wenhua?

Does Huo Wendong really know that the dead tree meets the spring?

This should be impossible!

How could the god of death agree?

She took another look at the copy ghost who was inseparable from Huo Wenhua.

Since the replica ghost appeared, she thought that Li Dai Taozhang meant that the replica ghost replaced Huo Wenhua and was taken away by the god of death.

Therefore, she has always tolerated it.

As a result, in Huo Wenhua's will, he wanted Huo Wendong to replace him and live.

Then it's all random.

Anyway, she's not God, and she doesn't want to interfere with other people's choices of destiny. At most, when there is a chance, she can help push it.

Yang Zimei looked at the remaining seven heads.

They have all turned into withered bones, and I don't know where the original soul is floating.

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