Tang Yu stood behind Sheng Hanye, trembling, no wonder Sheng Hanye wanted to know Ren Xin's life before.

It turned out to be the big boss doing good deeds.

Although the big boss is a ghost king and has the ability to call the wind and rain, he also has limitations, and he can't interfere with the life and death of an ordinary person.

When Ren Xin was not dead, even if Sheng Hanye wanted to avenge Shi Ranran, he couldn't use non-human means.

But Ren Xin died.

Her soul fell into the hands of Sheng Hanye.

Sheng Han can see Ren Xin's life and let the world know what Ren Xin did.

Although, this behavior of Sheng Hanye violated the norms between heaven and earth a little bit.

But what does it matter?

He is the king of ghosts, isn't he allowed to have such a privilege?

"She, what should I do?"

Sheng Hanye's thin lips opened slightly, and he said coldly, "What do you say?" ”

Tang Yu knew that it was impossible to reincarnate!

It's impossible to even be a chicken, a sheep, a pig!

Then he understood.

He will use the most torturous method to torture Ren Xin.

He has to let Ren Xin know that when you are a human being, you have escaped the punishment of the law and conscience, and when you become a ghost, there are still the regulations of the underworld to punish you.

Ren Xin has been dead for so long, and he is no longer a new ghost who became a ghost on the first day.

As soon as she heard Tang Yu's words, she was so frightened that she wanted to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

"Lord Ghost King, I was wrong, it's all ......"

Tang Yu dared to let Ren Xin, a cheap ghost, pollute the ears of the ghost king.

He flattered, "Lord Ghost King, don't worry, I will take care of it." ”

Sheng Hanye raised his chin slightly and left calmly.

When his figure came to a bright sunshine, the black mist shrouded in the cold night gradually dispersed in all directions.

"It's terrible, that ghost baby just now, his eyes are all red."

"What's so scary about ghost babies? The most terrifying thing is not the one under the oil pot? I could hear the screams of those people. ”

"You cowards, this is a haunted house, it's all fake!"

Sheng Hanye, who was walking away, heard this person's words, and his thin lips were slightly raised, is it fake?

No, it's not fake!

However, the only people who can see the real underworld are the dead.

Naturally, what the living see is false.

The cold night strolled to the cherry blossom garden, and the time was set at eight o'clock in the evening.

Because it is the season of cherry blossoms, the cherry blossom garden is full of tourists.

Many tourists are holding their mobile phones to take pictures here, and the sound of the shutter comes and goes.

Alone on a cold night, he became lonely.

Occasionally, a few bold little girls rushed to ask for Sheng Hanye's WeChat number.

But because of the cold night's handsome face, he was scared away!

Minutes and seconds passed.

On a cold night, he stood quietly under a cherry blossom tree.

A breeze blows, and the pink cherry blossom petals fall from the sky one after another, as if a shower of cherry blossoms is falling.

It's getting late.

The figure of the cold night disappeared into the cherry blossom garden.

At 7 p.m., the cherry blossom garden officially closes to the public.

Shi Jian found someone to plan the scene of her daughter's confession.

Because the cherry blossoms in the cherry blossom garden themselves are very beautiful, no matter how many other scenes are made, it is just a snake painting**.

The designer also moved his own props, and under the dreamlike light veil, there was a square couch.

There was a small table on the couch, on which was curling sandalwood.