This heroine is different

Chapter 94
Strange but familiar streets, familiar but unfamiliar faces.

When Song Song realized that he was standing on the Naihe Bridge again, he felt as if he had passed away.

He looked down at his smooth and white hands, and listened to the howling of ghosts and wolves in the distance.

With her vision no longer blurred, her ears no longer chaotic, she actually felt a little uncomfortable.

"Little girl, why are you standing there in a daze?"

After a wave of ghosts in front of them drank Meng Po soup and left, Meng Po looked up and saw Song Song standing alone, no, alone, not far away, so she waved to her with a smile.

Song Song smiled back subconsciously, and just wanted to lift his feet to walk forward, but his body followed his heart, and he floated over with a 'shua'.

When she stood still in front of Granny Meng, she was still in shock.

"Hahaha"

Granny Meng smiled heartily,
"Little girl, this is the advantage of becoming a ghost. It doesn't take much effort to walk. Just get used to it, and get used to it. However, you still have to learn to control your own speed."

Immediately thinking of something, Meng Po glanced behind Song Song, and then looked at Song Song suspiciously: "Where's Bai Wuchang? Didn't he seduce your soul?"

Song Song smiled and shook his head.

After closing her eyes in the previous life, she opened them again and came here.

I don't know what happened to Ajiu
"Little girl, you have been to Hades' office several times. Since that boy Bai Wuchang is not here, you can go by yourself."

Granny Meng raised her hand and waved Song Song, watching Ma Mian walking towards here with a group of wandering souls, she shouted: "Boy Ma, this wave is over, you can fight with that boy Niutou today!" Have you changed shifts?"

Seeing that Po Meng was busy, Song Song didn't bother anymore, and followed the route he remembered to go to Yan Wang's office.

Just when Song Song raised his hand to knock on the door, a huge suction suddenly appeared, as if to suck her into the door.

When his feet left the ground, Song Song subconsciously closed his eyes.

The expected pain did not come, and Song Song finally realized that the King of Hell must have noticed her and invited her in.

Slowly opening his eyes, the strange yet familiar furnishings in the room instantly caught Song Song's eyes.

But when her eyes glanced at the figure behind the desk, she was suddenly stunned, and then said with some uncertainty: "King of Hell?"

The seven or eight-year-old boy in front of him has the shadow of Hades on his face.But, why did Hades become like this?

"Yes, it is the king."

As soon as the boy opened his mouth, Song Song was sure that he was the King of Hades himself.

"Is the task of my life, the King of Hades, quite satisfied?"

Although Song Song was a little curious about Yan Wang's appearance, he had no intention of asking.

This has nothing to do with her, does it?

Hearing this, King Yan's serious expression relaxed, and a slight smile appeared on his face:

"That's right. In this life, you not only saved the people of Linping County, but also prevented the war of the four countries, and avoided the situation where people were devastated. You have overfulfilled the task. This king decided to add 5 points to your happiness value."

Finally, this person stopped pissing him off.

As for the eventual marriage with the male lead, he had already given up hope.

"The excess is only 5 points?" Song Song raised his eyebrows.

The smile on the King of Hell's face instantly disappeared, and his face became serious: "The tasks in this world are not difficult in the first place. 5 points is already the highest score. Don't let me push you any further!"

Song Songben just mentioned it casually, and shrugged indifferently when he heard the words: "Yan Wang has the final say."

Yan Wang's expression relaxed: "The next world."

"Wait!" Song Song interrupted.

Yan Wang frowned slightly: "What doubts do you have?"

He knew it was a worry
Song Song hesitated to speak: "Ajiu"

"Thinking that you have completed this mission well, I will let you see the scene after your death."

As Yan Wang said, he waved his hand, and a picture instantly appeared above Song Song's head through the faint smoke.
In an antique bedroom, on a pear wood bed with exquisite workmanship, lay an old woman in pajamas.

His hands were folded in front of his abdomen, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a serene smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was immersed in a sweet dream.

Lying on his side was an old man who was very old. Although his face was wrinkled, he could vaguely see his handsome appearance when he was young.

With some difficulty, he leaned over and kissed the old woman's forehead lightly, then caressed the old woman's face tremblingly: "A Song, wait for me."

His cloudy eyes fixed on the face of the old woman, as if he wanted to keep her appearance firmly in his heart, even in the next life he would not forget it.
Not long after, the maids who came to wake them up saw that there was no response in the room for a long time, they looked at each other, and then the maid in charge stepped forward and gently pushed open the door.

Outside, the maid in charge called out a few more times, but there was still no movement inside.

For some reason, the maid in charge suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.

After settling her mind, the maid in charge asked the others to wait outside, and slowly approached the bed alone.

Slowly lifted the gauze curtain beside the bed, and the scene that came into view made the maid in charge almost cry.

The old man held the old woman tightly in his arms like a treasure.The two of them with their eyes tightly closed had peaceful smiles on their faces.

What the two of them were wearing was the wedding dress on their wedding day.

On the bedside, there is still a piece of rice paper.

There are only seven big characters written on it: Bury us together.

Maybe it's because the handwriting is inconvenient, the characters are crooked and unattractive, just like a child who is about to practice calligraphy.

But the maid in charge can feel the deep affection.

Health is the same quilt!Death is also the same hole!
Although she understood the situation of the two of them in her heart, the maid in charge still leaned over cautiously to check their breathing.
The two had no children, so the funeral naturally fell on the head of their nephew who they treated like their own son.
"So, do you have anything else to say?"

Yan Wang waved his hand again, and the picture above his head disappeared instantly.

But the picture of Pan Dajiu embracing her was hard to dissipate in Song Song's mind for a long time.

Her heart was moved, her lips moved a few times, and in the end she just shook her head slowly: "Yan Wang, please start the next task."

She fulfilled the obsession in his heart, and in the next life, he shouldn't follow her again, right?

So, also good.
He is such a good man, he should have met a woman who treats him wholeheartedly.It's not because of a cold-hearted woman like her, who always ends up in a life of loneliness that she can't get what she wants.

Thinking of this, Song Song suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.

Immediately, the corner of her mouth uncontrollably brought up a hint of self-mockery: Look, you are really a selfish woman
The sluggish aura emanating from Song Song's body, Yan Wang doesn't understand, but he doesn't want to understand:

"This king kindly reminds you that the difficulty of the next world mission is not comparable to that of the previous three worlds. You should be mentally prepared."

Before Song Song could fully recover from his thoughts, the next moment, he completely lost consciousness
(End of this chapter)