Seeing Shen Ningyuan crying so sadly, my heart gradually became more moved.
But the next second, Shen Ningyuan screamed: "Husband, I heard that people who die an unnatural death will go to the eighteen levels of hell after death. When you are down there, climbing mountains of swords, diving into seas of fire, and jumping into frying pans of oil, please take care of yourself!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone's expression changed.
Especially Ji Yunchuan, the trace of emotion that just appeared on his face disappeared completely immediately.
Shen Ningyuan, this bitch, actually dared to curse him to hell!
What does it mean to take care of yourself when you are going through fire and water and jumping into a frying pan?
He is not dead yet!
Even if he died, why should he go to the eighteen levels of hell?
The more Ji Yunchuan thought about it, the angrier he became. He wished he could step forward and skin Shen Ningyuan alive.
But due to his current situation, he could only swallow his anger!
A little lack of patience will ruin great plans!
Ji Yunchuan endured it, but Ji Zehai couldn't.
Hearing Shen Ningyuan say this, his expression changed instantly.
He pointed at Chen Ningyuan and shouted angrily, "Chen Ningyuan, what nonsense are you talking about? My son hasn't even been buried yet! You're cursing him to hell. What are you thinking?"
Shen Ningyuan raised her head, her eyes red, and looked at Ji Zehai sadly.
She explained weakly, "Father-in-law, I heard from the abbot in the temple that if a person dies an unnatural death, he will definitely go to the eighteen levels of hell after death."
As she spoke, Shen Ningyuan's sobs grew louder and louder. "Wow, wow, wow, wow, my poor husband died on the battlefield without even a complete body. Even his funeral was held in a cenotaph. Isn't this an untimely death!"
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