The system takes me to pull hatred

The familiar voice made Yuan Shaotian and his wife freeze. When they turned around tremblingly and saw that the voice was their own son, they were all in tears.

"Xiao Tian."

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Looking at the tearful parents in front of him, Yuan Batian cried extremely guilty.

In front of me are the parents who gave birth to and raised themselves, the parents who raised themselves up with their rough hands.

And myself, absorbing the money from their hard work, used it on drugs.

Lost all the family property, escaped from this home, muddled around outside, and lived a life of avoidance.

why.
why do i take drugs
Why don't you go home and see your parents?
Yuan Batian burst into tears, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"I'm sorry parents, I'm sorry for you."

"You work hard for me every day, but I don't know how to save my pocket when I'm outside. You save money to pay for my tuition, but I spend my money to get myself drunk, drop out of school and make jokes."

"You are not willing to buy meat for appetizers with tea and rice, but I drink, gamble and hold parties every now and then. Your temples are gradually graying and your appearance is haggard, but I am addicted to drugs to make you tired."

"You have given me so many years of warm care, but I didn't stop the time to let you enjoy the wealth. In the end, I couldn't even go home. I'm sorry, please forgive my son for his crimes."

Yuan Batian is definitely not a person who is good at expressing words, but here, his every word is full of his apology.

"Little Tian, ​​you finally found your way back, great, really great!" Yuan Shaotian and his wife hugged Yuan Batian, tears flowed from their eyes, full of relief and joy.

The family just hugged like this until the last minute of 10 minutes fell.

"Mom and Dad, we will be a family in the next generation." Yuan Batian wiped away his tears and said firmly.

"Good!" Yuan Shaotian and his wife nodded excitedly.

Looking at the happy smiles of his parents, Yuan Batian felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Be a family again in the next life
Perhaps, this is just a white lie!

However, he didn't regret it, because this was the punishment he deserved.

He only asked his parents not to meet such a scumbag like him again after reincarnation, and to live a happy life.

At the end of 10 minutes, Yuan Batian knew that it was time to say goodbye to his parents.

"Mom and Dad, I have to go."

"Accompany your parents to go down well, walk into the upper end of the Naihe Bridge with your parents, and be a family in the next life." Before Yuan Batian could finish speaking, Ling Chen's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Why?" Yuan Batian was stunned.

Shouldn't he be burned by the endless fire of hell, stay in the underworld forever, and not be reincarnated?

"The underworld cannot wash away your sins, but the world can." Ling Chen smiled slightly and waved his hand.

"Go, go on with your parents, and live another life, and use the kindness left in your heart to bloom flowers of kindness in the next life."

"Thank you!" Yuan Batian trembled and thanked Ling Chen with tears in his eyes.

At this moment, an unprecedented smile appeared on his face.

"Mom and Dad, let's reincarnate together."

Looking at Yuan Batian's family of three happily walking towards the end of Naihe Bridge, Ling Chen was full of relief.

After seeing clearly the painstaking efforts of his parents for his crime, Yuan Batian finally realized it.

To be a family again in the next life, perhaps, this is the most perfect ending.

In fact, we are not like Yuan Batian. When we were young, we made unreasonable troubles with our parents. When we grow up, we feel that our parents are nagging. When we grow up, we complain that our parents are too demanding.

I grew up stepping on the tired torso of my parents, but forgot to look back at the bent shoulders of my parents.

Borrow your parents' hurt wings to fly, but forget to reach out to comfort your broken wings.

Grow up, fly, and finally understand those wrinkles and vicissitudes, and understand the goodness of parents.

But when we wanted to fall into the warm embrace of our parents, it was too late.

Regret is the most useless thing in the world.

Yuan Batian brought us not only crimes, but also vigilance!
After completing the three missions of the evil assistant, the mission paper in Ling Chen's hand disappeared.

He shrugged and came to the Meng Po Pavilion on the top floor of Naihe Bridge.

At this time, Po Meng was sitting on the stone steps, occasionally looking at the Wangchuan River under the Naihe Bridge. The breeze brushed her hair, creating a beautiful artistic conception, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the underworld.

Ling Chen looked at Granny Meng, and there were rumors in the world that the so-called Granny Meng was Meng Jiangnv. In the past, after Meng Jiangnv cried down the Great Wall, she saw countless corpses under the Great Wall, and she could never find her husband's bones.

In order to forget these extremely painful memories, I brewed Mengpo soup that can make people forget their memories. Later, God missed her husband so much that he was moved by heaven, so she was spared the suffering of reincarnation and let her live by the bridge of Naihe. Make Mengpo soup, so that the ghosts who participated in the reincarnation forget everything about the previous life.

But I don't know why, Meng Po soup is suitable for all ghosts, but it doesn't work for her, even if she drinks a thousand bowls, she won't forget anything.

"Mission completed?" Seeing Ling Chen approaching, Meng Po asked after regaining her senses.

Ling Chen nodded.

He didn't know what to say, as if a student was standing in front of the teacher, the atmosphere was very awkward.

Po Meng held her face, her voice was ethereal: "I will transfer the merits to your Three Realms app account later, thank you for your hard work."

"It's just what they need, it's not hard work." Ling Chen smiled, and left Granny Meng behind, only to find that she was fascinated by the ever-flowing Wangchuan River again.

At this moment, she looked very lonely, like those ghosts who refused to reincarnate at the bridge of Naihe anyway, blind and persistent.

Ling Chen paused, then suddenly asked: "Grandma Meng, do you feel lonely after staying in the underworld for so long?"

"If you have feelings, you will be lonely." With a faint smile on her face, Meng Po lowered her head and took a sip of the soup on the jade table, and continued: "If you are ruthless, you will not."

"It's easy to grow old with love, not to mention that cultivators like us have to get rid of sentient beings."

Ling Chen was silent for a while, then shook his head.

"The ruthless one is certainly suitable for cultivation, but the sentient one is the real Dao."

"Where love comes, power is born. If a person is ruthless, he is infatuated."

"Guilt, anger, sadness, joy, whatever it is, is power."

"People are not plants, how can they be ruthless?"

"It is precisely because of the way of love that there is a great way."

After these words fell, Meng Po's figure froze.

She stared at Ling Chen for a long time, and finally showed a smile.

"A man once told me that, you really look like him."

During the words, memories flashed in front of Po Meng's eyes, and Ling Chen could even see a trace of sadness flowing from the corner of Po Meng's eyes.

After a moment of silence, Po Meng turned around, picked up a bowl of Po Meng's soup with a special color, and handed it to Ling Chen.

"Drink it, it should be very helpful to you at this stage."

"What is this?" Ling Chen looked at the bowl of Mengpo soup and asked suspiciously.

Meng Po smiled slightly: "You will know after drinking."

Seeing this, Ling Chen hesitated for a while, but still picked up this special bowl of Meng Po soup and drank it.

Po Meng's strength was close to that of the Nascent Soul Stage, if she wanted to harm her, she would have made a move long ago, and there was no need for her to bother herself with Po Meng's soup.

The moment Meng Po soup was eaten, an indescribable feeling flooded Ling Chen's body, and inexplicable power poured into the dantian, continuously sublimating the inner alchemy.

The sound of spiritual power surged continuously, and the clearly visible pill veins swayed slowly, carrying majestic spiritual power.

Not a moment later, the earth-colored inner alchemy began to emerge in Ling Chen's dantian.

When the earth-colored inner alchemy appeared halfway, a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power immediately emanated from Ling Chen's body, making the curtains of Meng Poting surge.

One minute passed, and after a crisp sound came from Ling Chen's dantian, the real earthy color appeared in Ling Chen's dantian.

At the same time, a terrifying aura loomed from Ling Chen's body, and a slight movement could cause the airflow to flutter.

"The foundation building period?!" Feeling the surging power in his body, Ling Chen muttered to himself in astonishment, then he seemed to know something, and cupped his fists at Granny Meng: "Thank you!"

Obviously, Po Meng knew that he was in the half-step foundation building stage, so she specially used colored Meng Po soup to help him.

There is no reason for it, but he helped him with all his strength, and he remembered this kindness.

Po Meng smiled, looked at the Wangchuan River under the Naihe Bridge, and said softly, "In the underworld, we can't get the past, the present, and the future. In other words, we can't have anything here."

"However, you are not from the underworld. You have had it in the past, you can have it now, and you will have it in the future. I hope you can maintain a sentimental heart and persist in walking the path of sentimentality."

"Thank you for teaching!" Ling Chen took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

Seeing this, Po Meng raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes continued to fall on the water of Wangchuan, her expression ecstatic.

She seems to be reminiscing about a person, and she seems to be missing something.

Ling Chen gave the small box containing white sugar to Granny Meng, and told her that it was the last wish of a scholar named Meng Haoran, and then slowly left the underworld.

After returning to the real world, it was already dawn.

"There is also a time difference in the underworld?" Ling Chen looked at the phone clock and found that it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

He remembered that he didn't go to the underworld until almost ten o'clock last night, but he only stayed in the underworld for an hour, and ten hours passed in the real world?

1:10 time flow rate?
It's terrible!
Ling Chen didn't feel sleepy, relaxed his muscles and bones, took a simple wash and ate breakfast.

Afterwards, he drove to the Lingtian Club, found Han Yuner, and asked her to help post Zheng Shengfeng's life tragedy on Weibo in the form of an electronic manuscript.

This is Zheng Shengfeng's last wish to warn his parents to avoid tragedies like him.

The reason why Han Yuner is allowed to release is mainly because she has a lot of fans at this stage and she is very vigilant.

After doing good deeds, it is natural to have something rewarding.

Ever since, Ling Chen directly reported Han Yuner to bed.