"I'm very sorry, Mr. Hu Xingyun, your soul power is very weak and not enough to pay for a mission.
This is your third time applying to our office. We understand your feelings very well.
But rules are rules, we can't help you for now, you should go back first."
The receptionist explained to the young soul in front of him in a serious tone.
Hu Xingyun heard the receptionist start to send people away again, but this time he wasn't at all impatient. He pulled a droopy-headed middle-aged man and woman from behind him and said to the receptionist with an apologetic smile, "I understand, I understand. Look, they're my son and his wife. The three of us are applying together this time. Shouldn't that be enough? Please, save the child."
Hu Xingyun, a young man about 30 years old, started crying as soon as he started crying. He also pulled his son Hu Yitong, who was about 50 years old, behind him, and asked him to cry too.
Hu Yitong pulled the corners of his mouth with a numb and dull expression, mumbling incoherently: "Yes, yes, save the child..."
The receptionist frowned and scanned Hu Yitong's pupils as a matter of routine. After a moment, he shook his head at Hu Xingyun, who looked expectant. "Your son has no moral integrity and low character. He's a drunkard and gambler, selling his wife and children, and doing almost nothing good. His soul is not ours to take care of. There's no point in bringing him here."
As soon as the receptionist said this, Hu Yitong immediately shrank his neck, and his wretched soul body became three inches shorter.
Hu Xingyun's teeth were chattering and the veins on his neck were bulging. He tried his luck again and again, but in the end he couldn't bear to smoke this thing.
Just when he was looking desperate, the receptionist said, "Your daughter-in-law Zhao Yaping has a clear soul and a body full of resentment. With her words, we can talk about it."
Suddenly, the situation took a surprising turn. The receptionist ushered the three souls from the window to the reception room, where a small assistant took over the subsequent work. There was a circle of U-shaped sofas in the reception room, and the three souls sat in different directions, no one next to each other.
The assistant directly asked Zhao Yaping if she was willing to sacrifice her soul to reverse her life.
Zhao Yaping nodded woodenly under Hu Xingyun's expectant gaze: "I'm willing. Being a human being is quite boring. Take it."
The assistant said, "Then please think about what you want. You can talk directly to our mission executor later. She will live your life again, save your life, and make up for your regrets. You can follow the mission progress in real time in front of the video camera."
Zhao Yaping's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. She didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.
After a while, three executors arrived at the reception room. The assistant introduced them, "We have three executors available on our team: Ling Shuang, Lin Yi, and Xiao He. They're interested in your mission and have come to chat. However, I want to inform you that only one executor can complete this mission for you."
Ling Shuang: "Hello, I am Ling Shuang, a senior task executor with zero mistakes in the Time Management Bureau. My customer satisfaction rate is still five stars. If you have any requests, you can talk to me without hesitation."
Hu Xingyun hurriedly stood up and took two steps towards Ling Shuang. "Hello, hello. I want to tell you that you must help me. Our Hu family has been a single-line family for six generations. I died young, around the age of thirty, leaving my son Hu Yitong undisciplined. He went astray and took a wrong path, which delayed the development of my eldest grandson and ended the bloodline of our Hu family. I, I, I, I am ashamed of our ancestors."
When he got excited, he pulled Hu Yitong up and kicked him in the knee: "Kneel down, you unfilial son..."
The assistant quickly stopped him and said, "Mr. Hu, it's not appropriate to hit the child now. Please state your request."
Hu Xingyun wiped his tears and said, "Yes, yes, comrade, my request is that you can guide my son onto the right path, bless my grandson Hu Guiyuan to have a successful career and a happy family, and make sure you give birth to a big fat boy for my Hu family."
The assistant frowned, but still patiently wrote it down. After finishing, she asked, "Any other requests?"
Hu Xingyun tried to force a silly smile: "I'm not greedy, this is enough."
Ling Shuang walked around him and approached Zhao Yaping: "What do you want?"
Hu Xingyun laughed awkwardly: "My daughter-in-law must have the same opinion as me. She is her own daughter! Right, daughter-in-law?" When he died, his son was only ten years old, so he was not familiar with his daughter-in-law. What was his daughter-in-law's name?
The assistant came to her senses and quickly interrupted to make amends, "Yes, yes, the valid soul is Ms. Zhao Yaping. Ms. Zhao needs to submit the claim for the contract to be valid."
Zhao Yaping felt waves of warmth coming from the hands held by Ling Shuang. She finally focused her eyes and looked at Ling Shuang, who gave her an encouraging look.
Zhao Yaping said slowly, "Help, my daughter."
Ling Shuang gave her a hug, patted her back, and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, I will take good care of her."
The assistant handed over the contract at the right time.
Hu Xingyun was anxious: "Oh, oh, I made a mistake. I came to you to ask you to help me save my children and grandchildren."
Ling Shuang: "Isn't her daughter Hu Guile a descendant of your Hu family?"
Hu Xingyun was so anxious that he turned around and around: "My granddaughter will belong to someone else sooner or later. How can she be the same as my son and my grandson?"
Ling Shuang ignored him, took the contract, took Zhao Yaping's hand, and led him out of the reception room.
Hu Xingyun: "Where are they going?"
The assistant said, "They're probably going to the viewing hall. Mr. Hu, let me take you out."
Hu Xingyun was sweating profusely from anxiety. He refused to leave: "No, no, my grandson, what should I do?"
Xiao He shrugged as if he was used to it, said hello to the assistant, and left.
Only Lin Yi stayed with great interest.
"Mr. Hu, I've read your information. Your Hu family has a unique ancestral skill. If you are willing to teach it to me, and add your two soul powers, I am willing to go on your behalf and save your grandson."
Hu Xingyun was very excited to see Lin Yi willing to help him, but he was reluctant to hand over his ancestral skills. "Well, our Hu family's gambling skills have never been passed on to outsiders, and only to sons, not daughters. This is the Hu family's ancestral precept, and I can't go against the will of our ancestors."
Lin Yi didn't force it: "Then I can't help you. Goodbye." He stood up and left.
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He had just touched the door handle of the reception room when Hu Xingyun's compromising voice sounded behind him:
"Comrade, please stay!"
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