"That's right." Bai Wuchang nodded and persuaded: "But Wu Jiu, you can no longer live in love with your children. Just like the one you master did back then, aren't you resisting your master for the overall situation of the world? Can't you let Chen Hui make sacrifices for the underworld and the human world now?"

"Master." I looked at the master gratefully. The master glanced at me, smiled, and said firmly to Bai Wuchang: "It is impossible. My master's thing is an exception, but my disciple's thing is not possible. The murderer in the underworld doesn't have to deal with it. I will find a way at that time."

"Master." I hurriedly said, "Master, find the three Buddhist beads first. As for whether I want to sacrifice, it's too early to say this?"

Bai Wuchang nodded quickly when he heard this and said, "Yes, Chen Hui, please think about this matter carefully. This matter is of great importance, but I think you are the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and will definitely sacrifice for the people of the world."

"Okay, Lao Bai, you go quickly. We have to celebrate the New Year ourselves." My master waved his hand, and Bai Wuchang nodded and disappeared.

Brother Xiang waited for Bai Wuchang to leave, and rushed to me directly, pushed my shoulder and said, "Are you crazy? You won't really learn from Ksitigarbha's nobleness, right? Don't be stupid."

"Am I like that kind of idiot? I haven't lived enough yet." I gave Brother Xiang a blank look. I just said that just now was just a weighing plan. I really can't do something that sacrifices my life for others. I am indeed quite selfish, but this kind of thing is not just me, but others will definitely be the same as me. All the people in the world are bullshit. When I die, there is nothing, and no one will remember me at all.

I took a deep breath. There are quite a lot of things happening during the Chinese New Year this year, but old superstition can suddenly prolong life for ten years. This kind of thing is really a happy event. After another ten years, we will find a way to help old superstition prolong life. Anyway, it has been extended once, and there are one to two.

Everyone was in a good mood. The master also went to the kitchen to make dumplings with two master's wives. Brother Xiang called his wife Yang Juan, who had not yet been chased. I looked at Brother Xiang's grandson and really wanted to beat him up. It's really, for the sake of his wife, he kept saying good things and said that he would go to Chongqing to treat Yang Juan to a meal in two days.

I look down on such people. I am a man of great machismo. Women have to be at peace. When men are angry, they have to coax them. When men are sad, they have to comfort them. When men are happy, they have to accompany them. Brother Xiang looks like a grandson. You say that it is like a wife. In the future, even if they get married, they will be strictly controlled by their wives. All money and other things must be controlled by their wives. It is boring to live. If they are almost done, the children will have to follow their daughter's surname in the future.

I was still thinking about it, but suddenly my phone rang. I looked down and said, Sister Fan!

I quickly ran to the balcony with the phone, answered the phone and said, "Hey, Sister Fan, is there anything wrong? Have you eaten?"

"If you're fine, can't you call you?" Sister Fan cursed there.

"No, no, no, call me, I'm happy." I said with a smile.

"Huizi, happy New Year!" Suddenly, Sister Fan said with a smile on the other end of the phone, and I said, "Well, you are too, happy together."

"By the way, Huizi, have you forgotten something?" Sister Fan suddenly asked on the other side of the phone.

I was confused for a moment, and quickly thought about it and it seemed that nothing was wrong. I said, "What's the matter?"

"Do you want to chase me?" Suddenly, Sister Fan asked on the other side of the phone. I was so scared that I shook all over and almost fell to the ground. I quickly said, "I dare not, I dare not."

"Your uncle, you are so beautiful, you're so pretty!" Sister Fan cursed there, and I quickly said, "Don't worry, isn't it okay? You are such a beautiful girl, who doesn't want to chase you?"

"I finally said it's human words. Then, what should I do if you chase me?" Sister Fan asked there.

It’s strange, why did Sister Fan suddenly take the initiative? Although I don’t know much about love, and even after graduating from college for so long, I haven’t really dated, but I’m not stupid. Sister Fan said so, and I said, “Do you want to hear it’s true or not?”

"Of course it's true."

I said without hesitation: "I am a person who hates machismo the most. I feel that love is a matter between two people. When my wife follows me, I have to be kind to her. When my wife is angry, I have to coax her. When my wife is sad, I have to comfort her. When my wife is happy, I have to follow her. When my wife is happy, I have to follow her. My wife says that she can't go around. This is the true love of my wife. Those machismosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmosmos

"Well, it's pretty good to say, I like it." Sister Fan said with a smile: "Huizi, why are you in love?"

"What? Sister, is this a little too fast?" My head suddenly became blank, why did Sister Fan suddenly become like a different person?

"It's almost?" Sister Fan asked.

"No, no, no, okay, okay." I quickly said three OK subconsciously.

"Open the door." Sister Fan said on the other side of the phone.

I asked strangely: "What door is opened?"

"I'm right at the door of the old superstitious house." As soon as Sister Fan finished speaking, I quickly threw the phone to the ground and rushed to the door. As soon as she opened the door, Sister Fan was indeed wearing a white down jacket, with long hair, and a suitcase in her hand. As soon as Sister Fan saw me open the door, she rushed up and hugged me.

I felt like I smelled a perfume smell, and I didn't know anything else, and my head felt like it was short-circuited, as if it was blank.

Suddenly, Sister Fan, who was holding me, whispered in my ear: "Wu Jiu just called and told me everything. At first, I didn't want to fall in love with you because of our previous life. After all, love is the matter of our current life, not the matter of our previous life. But I suddenly realized that if I don't cherish it, maybe I will lose you one day, just like losing Qiao Jue. I don't want things in my previous life to happen again."

My nose was sore, and I hugged Sister Fan tightly, sighed, and patted her on the back. I said, "How could Sister Fan suddenly become so many? It turns out that's it. I whispered: "It's okay, it's really okay. I won't be the King of Ksitigarbha. I am me, Chen Hui, not Jin Qiaojue, not Ksitigarbha, you are not Nie Xiaoqian, you are Han Sifan."
Chapter completed!