How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Jiang Luo had never heard of this name, but he must be a very powerful person.

Perhaps the ghost baby was controlled, the air around the artificial lake suddenly became dry and comfortable, and there was no longer such a sticky and suffocating feeling when breathing.

The man stepped forward and picked up the ghost baby's corpse. Although it did not move, a strange squeaking sound was heard in the air.

The man was merciless. He pinched the ghost baby's neck hard and threw it into a torn sack. He turned to Jiang Luo and curled his lips: "I have to go to the King of Hell to report. Handsome boy, we will meet again if we are destined."

Jiang Luo looked at his bag and asked, "Where are you taking him?"

The man replied: "Ghosts who have committed serious crimes must be taken to the underworld and imprisoned. They will go through the eighteen levels of hell and will be skinned alive even if they don't die."

Jiang Luo thought to himself that there really are eighteen levels of hell. He looked at the man's extremely ugly mask and said, "Then... are you really called Fan Wujiu?"

The man sneered happily and said, "You really believed me, the kid? But my current position is exactly what Fan Wujiu did back then, so they also call me Fan Wujiu."

Jiang Luo nodded slowly: "Then...what should I do next?"

The confusion in his eyes was very obvious. After all, it was the first time he was brought to such an occasion and he still found it a little difficult to adapt.

The man unexpectedly made a phone call gesture and said cheerfully, "What should a child do if he accidentally finds a body while playing? Answer your brother."

Jiang Luo suddenly understood: "Ah... call the police?"

The man snapped his fingers. "How smart! Go! Don't keep the police waiting for too long."

Jiang Luo took out his cell phone and dialed 110. When he looked up at Fan Wujiu again, he found that he had disappeared.

The female police operator's voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, how can I help you?"

Jiang Luo came back to his senses and replied, "Hello comrade, I found the bodies of thirteen babies on the artificial island in the center of the Yuan family's lake..."

The sound of police cars pierced the sky, and three criminal police officers broke down the door of Yuan’s family and immediately controlled all the members of the Yuan family.

Thirteen infant corpses were lined up on the white cloth. When Jiang Luo took another look, he found that the tiny bodies had begun to rot and only the skeletons were left.

Jiang Luo felt a little sad. He asked Bai Fu, "Xiaobai, do you know the Ghost Lord Jinglin?"

Bai Fu's tone became even more sad: "Master, do you really not remember anything?"

Jiang Luo asked: "What should I remember?"

Bai Fu sighed and said, "You are the Ghost Lord Jinglin!"

Jiang Luo was surprised, but unexpectedly happy at the same time: "If I am really the Ghost Lord Jing Lin, can I purify these ghost babies?"

Bai Fu calmed down for a long time before slowly nodding his head: "Ghost Lord, Ghost Lord, why are you... still exactly the same as before?"

Jiang Luo asked: "How was I before?"

Bai Fu sighed, but did not answer Jiang Luo's question. He only said, "The Ghost Lord's abilities have not recovered yet, so we can only collect them first and purify them after your spiritual power recovers."

Jiang Luo responded: "How to include it?"

Bai Fu said: "The ghost master thinks with me..."

So next, Bai Fu read one sentence, and Jiang Luo read one sentence:

"In my name..."

"In my name."

"The soul of Guier..."

"Lead your soul."

"With my hands..."

"With my hands."

"I will bury your body..."

"Bury your body."

The ancient and mysterious Sanskrit sound came from nowhere, making people feel as if they were there and listening to the singing that seemed to come from the distant hell.

"With my name, I will lead your soul. With my hands, I will bury your body. Wandering alone, hesitating and wandering. With my promise, I will lead your spirit..."

The ancient stone door slowly opened, and a blank, yellowed book that had been sealed for a thousand years slowly unfolded in front of Jiang Luo. Yellow light flashed, and on the tiny baby corpse, thirteen pale yellow spots of light gathered together and flew into the yellowed book like fireflies.

A magical scene appeared. Thirteen little babies wearing bellybands and playing appeared on the blank page. The babies seemed to be pushing and shoving each other and having a lot of fun.

A prompt was also heard from the system: Collection prompt, third-level infant ghost, using ghost crying and mental invasion as attack methods, privately refined by a folk master.

Jiang Luo stared at the image of ghost babies that suddenly appeared on the page in a trance. After the group of ghost babies appeared, the yellowed booklet slowly closed again.

At the same time, Jiang Luo saw its name: "Ghost Apocalypse Notes".

He murmured the name in a low voice, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity deep in his soul. At this moment, a voice interrupted him from behind: "Little comrade, were you the one who called the police just now?"

Jiang Luo came back to his senses and found that it was the criminal police who came to investigate the case, so he nodded and said, "It's me, hello, police colleague."

The leading detective was a tall and strong man. He saluted Jiang Luo and said, "Thank you very much for the clue you provided, but we still need you to make a statement to cooperate with the investigation."

Jiang Luo nodded to show his cooperation. Fortunately, he was not asked to go to the police station. He just found a recorder at the scene to register.

Jiang Luo finally left the scene only after the police had wrapped all the baby corpses into body bags and set up a cordon around the artificial lake.

When he walked to the front yard, he was blocked by another person. He looked at the person and recognized him immediately: "Are you...Mrs. Yuan?"

The woman looked very haggard, and nodded, "I am, Master, please save my son. Those evil things have nothing to do with him, they were all done by my father-in-law. This retribution should not be paid to him. If possible, I am willing to bear it for him, as long as he can wake up!"

Jiang Luo could sense that the woman in front of him was not being fake.

He nodded slowly and said, "I know how to save your son, but there are conditions."

The woman's face showed ecstasy, and she asked, "Master, please tell me. I know your ability. It was you who exposed the evil deeds of my father-in-law. If you can save Hao Kun, I will do anything for you."

Jiang Luo didn't want Mrs. Yuan to do anything. He just said, "Actually, there's no need to do anything, but if you want Yuan Haokun to come back to life, all the opportunities and wealth of the Yuan family will vanish in an instant. You will no longer have such a big house, a rich life, and no one will serve you. You and Mr. Yuan will live in poverty for the rest of your life. Even if you want to start a business, you will never succeed, and this situation will continue for thirteen reincarnations. Can you accept it?"

The woman nodded without even thinking about it and said, "Wealth and glory are fleeting, they are nothing. My husband and I have the same idea. We don't care about these things. We just want our family of three to live a stable life. Even if I have to work as a farmer, a nanny or a cleaner, I am willing to do it!"

Jiang Luo understood, and he said to the woman: "Go to your father-in-law's study. There is a mechanical array in his safe. You just need to put the balls at both ends of the array in reverse, and Yuan Haokun will wake up within three days."

This was the situation he saw in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation. It could indeed wake Yuan Haokun up, but the Yuan family's future generations would lose all their chances, and would have to atone for the sins of those thirteen noble sons from poor families from generation to generation.

The woman nodded rapidly, and after hearing Jiang Luo's words, she turned around and ran towards her father-in-law's study.

Jiang Luo was filled with emotion, thinking that this was probably her real mother?

For their children, they are willing to give everything, even their lives.

So what was the reason that made his biological mother want to break his bones and suck his marrow, and watch him die without any mercy?

Jiang Luo couldn't figure it out. Maybe he really wasn't their biological son. But it didn't matter anymore. He didn't want to see them again for the rest of his life.

It was already daybreak when he returned to the Huo family. He was exhausted, and while the Huo family members were still asleep, he quietly slipped into the inner courtyard.

The butler had already been directing the servants to prepare breakfast. When he saw him come back, he just smiled and nodded at him without asking any irrelevant questions.

Jiang Luo's nervousness relaxed a lot instantly. He went upstairs quietly and first went to the wooden house to take a look at Huo Yancheng. He found that he was still sleeping soundly.

The doors and windows of the wooden house were closed, and there was a natural wood fragrance that made people feel very comfortable.

He glanced at the watch. It was five o'clock in the morning. The first ray of sunlight was shining through the window. Huo Yancheng's life was reduced by another day. He still had eight days to live.

Jiang Luo asked the system: "Bai Fu, have we completed our mission?"

Bai Fu's brisk voice came: "Completed, Master, come and claim your mission reward!"

Jiang Luo opened the system panel, and the completed task post popped up. He looked at the details displayed on it: 13 infant ghosts were subdued, one evil infant ghost was subdued, and the unscientific incidents of the Yuan family were successfully cleared. The completion rate of this task was 100%, and the Yin Qi value was 15 points. Please check it.

Fifteen points of Yin Qi value means that Huo Yancheng’s life countdown can be extended by another fifteen days.

Twenty-three days is not a long time. If the subsequent tasks cannot be continued, Huo Yancheng will still die.

He took a deep breath and thought to himself that he could live one day at a time. It would be better to live a miserable life than to die. He just went to bed!

Jiang Luo slept for a full ten hours. He woke up slowly at three o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Huo Yancheng's handsome face.

The other party was looking at him with a face that deserved to be beaten. Seeing that he woke up, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, my wife is awake. Is my wife hungry?"

Jiang Luo sat up, and when he saw the clock on the wall, he felt numb all over, and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Huo Yancheng said: "Grandpa said that you can sleep as long as you want, so we shouldn't disturb you."

Jiang Luo cried out "Oh no!" and muttered, "Today is the day to fill out college applications... Fortunately, there is still time."

Huo Yancheng asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? Doesn't the university application process last for three days? Do you need my help? What major are you planning to apply for?"

Jiang Luo turned on his computer and started typing away, then opened the official website's application system. He looked at his grades, then glanced at the burden in his marriage, sighed, and applied to the Economics and Management Department of H University.

Just after Jiang Luo typed the last word, he looked up and suddenly saw a large drop of blood gushing out of Huo Yancheng's nose.