"OK."
【The beautiful girl sister is going to take me out to play. 】
Chu Fei picked up her sister and planned to change her clothes. She also asked Sister Li to prepare food, drinks, and a stroller.
"Little girl, you will definitely be a beauty when you grow up." Chu Fei couldn't help but kiss her sister again.
Still in the nearby park, Chuchu was surrounded by onlookers again.
I also met Chu Fei's classmates.
"Wow, Feifei, this is your sister. Isn't she so cute?"
"Yes, this is my sister Chuchu. She's only 2 years old."
"Your family is really good-looking. Last time I saw your father in a magazine, he was also a handsome guy."
Chu Fei smiled and said, "You are beautiful too."
"It's a bit noisy here. Let's go sit over there for a while. There are fewer people there."
Temple? Chuchu likes it there. It feels like coming home.
People were coming and going when a little boy suddenly pushed Chu Chu away. Chu Fei screamed and quickly chased after him, "Hey, what are you doing? Stop now."
The little boy panicked and ran faster, and eventually both he and the car overturned.
Chuchu's little head was broken and bleeding. She was crying hard, and everyone nearby was shocked.
It was an accident but also man-made.
Chu Fei and her female classmates arrived in time, "Chu Chu, are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital."
The female classmate found the child's parents, who also felt very sorry and said they were willing to take full responsibility.
Chuchu was taken to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment and underwent a simple suture operation, but she fainted from fright.
The little boy's parents kept apologizing after paying the medical bills.
The little boy felt guilty and cried, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that. Someone was pushing me and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to."
"The child loved to play, and we didn't discipline him well. We are really sorry. We will take full responsibility." The boy's parents are both born in the 1990s and are very young.
The little boy was only about 5 years old.
Chu Fei looked anxious and called Song Yaqing and her second uncle.
After Song Yaqing settled everything at the hospital, she hurried over to see her youngest daughter.
It's really like when it rains it pours.
Chu Fei also felt guilty. She was also largely responsible for the accident that happened when she brought her sister out.
"Mom, I didn't expect anything to happen. Chuchu hasn't woken up yet. I'm sorry..." Chu Fei's eyes were already red with anxiety, and now she started crying.
"It's okay, it's not your fault. Accidents always happen. Your uncle is a doctor, let him take another look." Song Yaqing held her daughter in her arms to comfort her.
When the little boy's parents saw the parents arrive, they apologized again.
Song Yaqing glanced at the frightened boy and smiled, "Children will always have bumps and bruises when they are young. It's okay as long as the child admits his mistakes. Don't scare the child."
"Thank you, the child really has no bad intentions, he is just a little naughty. Here is my phone number, you can contact me anytime." The child's mother handed the phone number to Song Yaqing guiltily.
Song Yaqing accepted it and said, "I will contact you again."
Chuchu didn't wake up until midnight, but Song Shilin clearly said that it was just a minor abrasion and would heal in a week.
The eldest son had just finished surgery, and the youngest daughter was in a coma again.
For the convenience of care, little Chuchu lived in the same ward with her elder brother Chuan.
Chuchu heard her mother calling her, but couldn't wake up.
Later on, she could no longer hear anything and entered another world.
On Hell's Buzhou Mountain, a faint red mist emanating from the demonic eye permeated the mountain. Atop the mountain stood a small wooden house, its courtyard lawn, stone paths, and crooked fences. Clusters of Shura flowers finally swayed and blossomed, slowly swaying in the unchanging winds of Hell.
The scenes of Yama's underworld and the Ghost Gate seem to appear before your eyes, and the surroundings are filled with a terrifying atmosphere, as if one is in the underworld.
Chuchu kept wandering. The underworld was like a huge maze, with winding passages extending into the unknown depths. She wandered aimlessly in the cold darkness, searching for the true end.
"Chu Chu, why are you back?" A dull and majestic voice echoed in the hall.
Chuchu scratched her head and realized that she had already become a girl, not a child.
"Father, there was an accident and I came back without realizing it." She smiled with a hint of embarrassment.
"You were reincarnated again this time and were not allowed to use your magic power. It's only been a month and you've already failed?" The middle-aged man with a square face and black beard spoke with some concern in his tone.
It is obvious that he is small, speaks unclearly, has no magical powers, and has difficulty in getting things done.
"That body carries the memories of his past life, and with your magical power, it should be able to defy fate. However, the Yaksha is an unforgivable criminal, and the Yama Palace has hunted him for years in vain. Your current tribulation is also due to your ineffective pursuit, allowing him to return to the human world and be reborn as a baby."
"I see. No wonder it suddenly rained in broad daylight. No wonder I fell. It was the devil who caused all this trouble. He really is able to reincarnate and become Xianchan's daughter."
"Xian Chan, you saw it too?" King Yama felt a little uncomfortable.
"How could I not recognize your concubine?" Of course I didn't recognize her before because I didn't have the memory of Princess Yanluo, but now that I'm back, the memory is clear.
No wonder I always felt he looked familiar before.
"You have to go back as soon as possible. That little girl is not an ordinary person. Your soul is connected with hers. Sooner or later, you will have great merits and return to the underworld soon."
"When I finish my training, will she still be alive?"
"Of course. She has a long life ahead of her." The Book of Life and Death is right in front of the King of Hell.
The only dead ghost in the world is the King of Hell, and all living people in the world must report to him.
"Then I'll go back?" Chuchu yawned. Song Yaqing kept calling her, and she felt a little reluctant.
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