Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Soon, a heavy, vicissitudes, and slightly regretful old man's voice sounded over there:

"Mrs. Huo, good evening."

Obviously, the other party knew about Huo Shenxiu's passing away.

Su Mi calmly said, "Master Hui Yuan, can you arrive tomorrow morning?"

"can."

"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up at the hotel under the Huo family, we'll meet, let's talk."

……

After finishing the phone call, Su Mi turned off the light and went to bed.

He conveniently hugged a warm and cool porcelain altar next to the pillow in his arms.

In the jar are some of his ashes.

After cremation, she took part of it and put it in a porcelain jar.

During these days, only by holding this bottle can I sleep for a while.

Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep at night at all.

Today is no exception.

She arched her body, hugged the porcelain altar tightly in her arms, as if she was still hugging him, and closed her eyes:

"Good night, second uncle."

**

The next day, the five-star hotel under the Huo Group, the presidential suite.

Master Huiyuan was very calm, sitting on the sofa in the living room, eyes half closed, cultivating health and rest.

The accompanying assistant asked curiously: "Master, Mrs. Huo invited you here just after Mr. Huo passed away. Are you going to save Mr. Huo?"

After the death of many wealthy people, it is not uncommon for the family members to help the high-level officials to set up water and land ashrams to save the deceased and enable the deceased to reach bliss early.

However, Master Huiyuan has not done this kind of ritual for others in recent years.

This time Mrs. Huo made a phone call, and the master rushed to Tancheng immediately, which was considered a great deal of face.

Huiyuan's eyelids didn't move, she just continued to close her eyes and rest her mind.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

The assistant rushed to open the door, only to see a slender figure standing in the corridor outside the door.

The plain white long dress showed the identity of the widow.

It's obviously not too loose style, but it looks loose when she wears it. It can be seen that she has lost a lot of weight.

No makeup powder is applied, the eyebrows and eyes are clean, like pear blossoms.

No wonder people say they want to be pretty and be filial.

He didn't bring anyone behind him, so he seemed to be alone.

The assistant will be stunned.

During these days, news about the death of the chairman of the Huo Group has caused a lot of trouble on the Internet.

For Mrs. Huo, the Internet generally adopts a sympathetic and compassionate attitude.

But there are also netizens who are envious of this young and beautiful actress.

After all, this Mrs. Huo has inherited almost all of Mr. Huo's net worth. Not only does she own the largest shareholding in the Huo family, but she also manages most of the property in Dato's Mansion in M ​​Country on behalf of her son. The young son will also replace his father in the future noble man.

This woman, who is only in her twenties, has assets worth hundreds of billions of dollars and has become one of the richest people in the country, and will also be one of the most powerful people in country M in the future.

For a while, titles such as "the richest and most beautiful widow in China" were crowned by netizens on her head.

But, is such wealth and power really what she wants?

There are not many women in the world who want it.

The assistant looked at the slender, thin, young widowed woman in front of her, sighed regretfully and pitifully, and made a gesture to invite in:

"Mrs. Huo, the master is inside."

Su Mi went in, saw Master Huiyuan, and said softly, "Master."

Huiyuan opened his eyes, stood up, clasped his palms together: "Mrs. Huo, my condolences."

Su Mi sat opposite him: "Please fly to Tancheng this time, thank you for your hard work."

"Does Mrs. Huo want to save Mr. Huo?"

But the woman in front of her shook her head: "No. I have a problem and I want to ask the master."

Huiyuan also seemed to have guessed a bit, not surprisingly, he sent his assistant out and said, "Please tell me."

Su Mi didn't go around in circles anymore:

"I hope my husband will come back to life."

Although Huiyuan knew that she would make some unexpected requests, she didn't expect this kind of thing, her body stood still, and then she said silently:

"Mrs. Huo, birth, old age, sickness and death are really unacceptable, but I still advise you to let go and stop thinking about impossible things..."

Su Mi's eyes were crystal clear, and her tone was firm:

"No, it's not impossible."

"Master, you are very clear about my experience. Tell me, since I have been reborn once, is it possible for me to be reborn a second time?"

Huiyuan was certain, and looked straight at her: "You mean..."

Su Mi is indifferent:

"If the second master had undergone the operation four years ago, he might not have died. You said, if someone had reminded him, persuaded him and let him have the operation four years ago, would the ending be different now?"

"If I can be born again, go back to four years ago, I persuaded the second master to have the operation ahead of time, you say... Is there a chance to change the fate of the second master?"

Huiyuan took a deep breath.

Su Mi knew that if the eminent monk in front of her was not used to seeing strange things, if she didn't know her experience, she might call and drag herself to a mental hospital right now.

After a long while, Huiyuan sighed: "Rebirth as a human is all due to chance and coincidence. It never happens once in a million. How could it be so easy to do it again?"

"Others can't do it, but I, maybe it's different." Su Mi told the truth about Zonglu.

All, everything, all.

At the core of the clan law is Zhao Chuli, the ancestor of the Zhao family.

The grievances between Zhao Chuli, Changnan King and Zong Yinyin.

Later, it was because his wife fed him the elixir of immortality refined for the emperor that he was able to live with his soul after death and live in others.

And Zong Lu mentioned that in her previous life, she was Zong Yinyan, and he also fed the pill after her death.

As the senior monk listened, his breath became more and more concentrated, but the Buddhist beads in his hand were rapidly turning between his fingertips.

Su Mi said softly:

"After being reborn, I have been thinking that there may be a reason for my being able to be reborn. In this world, there is nothing without a reason. If there is a cause, there must be an effect."

"After listening to Ah Lu tell the truth, I guessed that if I was really Zong Yinyin in a certain life, then, could it be because of taking that immortality elixir that I have the ability to be reborn?"

"The elixir is taken by different people, and the consequences are different. For example, Ah Li, after taking it, his soul will exist forever, and I, after taking it, will have the ability to be reborn every life. Master, what do you say? , is there such a possibility?"

"If, as I guessed, my rebirth was due to this elixir, then, since I was reborn once, it probably won't be just one time."

"I want to do it again, I want to go back to four years ago, let him have the operation as soon as possible, so that his life can be saved."

Huiyuan stared at the determined young widow in front of her.

It seemed that she had already made up her mind.

Calling myself here is not to listen to his opinion.

I just want to tell her my decision, and ask for the final peace of mind.

He sighed deeply: "You know what you're talking about? Even if you can really be reborn again, if you want to be reborn, you must first..."

To die and then to live.