Back in the classroom, Song Yifei was surprised to find that these five people were assigned to their own class together, and they were still in the rhythm of upper and lower positions.

Of course, Song Yifei, as the winner, had no reason to be afraid, so he went straight back to his seat.

It's evening self-study now, so it's relatively casual.

Song Yifei returned to his seat, and those people began to chatter in his ear constantly, all asking about Qimen Dunjia and God Stick, which made Song Yifei have a headache.

However, it really won a lot of envious eyes, because the little nun and Ma Xiaoling who just came here are both school flowers. Everyone speculated whether this Song Yifei stepped on shit and walked shit luck.

The evening self-study passed quickly, and the head teacher had already sent him a message, saying that he would take him home tonight.

Of course, Song Yifei had no problem, so he followed.

The head teacher's residence is a relatively remote three-story house, which is not too unusual from ordinary families.

It's just very strange that the tribute at home is not a god, but a snow lotus.

Song Yifei wanted to ask, but when he thought that he had become the emperor for no reason, this kind of bloody plot had happened, and what else was impossible, so he didn't ask.

When he came to the head teacher's house, the head teacher changed his usual appearance as a teacher, but cried very sincerely and knelt down and said, "I know that you are not an extraordinary person, my husband is in danger now, please save him." ”

This move really scared Song Yifei a lot.

However, the system began to chatter, "It's strange, the magic power of the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains is so profound, what is so difficult about it, and it is crying and crying to find you." ”

"What? This head teacher is Tianshan Snow Lotus!! Song Yifei was so frightened that he took three steps back, "Or is it a thousand years old?" ”

"Of course, otherwise why do you think there is a portrait of a snow lotus on the tribute platform in her house." The system said lightly.

"Then why didn't you tell me at school?" Song Yifei asked.

"You didn't ask, and she didn't have any malice, but was bent on kindness, so I opened my eyes and closed my eyes." The system answered yes.

"Damn," Song Yifei scolded secretly, "Then what should I do now?" ”

"Listen to her first, and understand the suffering of all things, it is also the responsibility of the Heavenly Emperor's cultivation." The system says.

"That...... Head teacher, you get up first, you have something to say. Song Yifei was three meters away and said with a respectful hand.

"Please save my father-in-law, otherwise I won't be able to kneel for a long time." The head teacher cried.

"Then you have to let me see your husband first, why are you so sure that I can do it, even you, a person who can't be saved by a thousand-year-old snow lotus?" Song Yiji said wisely.

"Okay, I'll take you to see my father-in-law first." The head teacher nodded.

The two walked all the way to the third floor, and the head teacher opened one of the rooms. Suddenly, the room was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and Song Yifei felt comfortable all over his body, as if he was ten years younger.

"Please," the head teacher said politely.

The two entered the room, and the door closed again.

Although he had been prepared, the moment he entered the room, he still scared Song Yifei.

This is a room, a real flower room, looking at it, Song Yifei can be sure that there are definitely dozens of flower varieties. And in the middle of the room is not a bed, but a huge snow lotus, the flower is big enough to sleep a person, and indeed, there is a person lying on the snow lotus.

The head teacher walked over quickly, squatted down, kissed the person's hand very dotingly, and said affectionately, "Xianggong, I came back from work, I didn't disappoint you, and I taught the students wholeheartedly for a long time." ”

"Very well, if I go, promise me to live the life you deserve." The person sleeping on the flower breathed faintly and said slowly.

"Xianggong!!" Song Yifei looked a little stupid, how did the head teacher say that she was also a middle-class beauty, the lord who was loved by everyone, why would she like an old man. Didn't you say that goblins like beautiful men? This plot is a little wrong!

"And a dead man." The system replied.

"What? Dead? The dead still talking? Song Yifei stammered.

"I think it must be the result of this thousand-year-old snow lotus using its body to forcibly retain its soul and prevent him from returning to the ground." The system explained.

"Can I still tell you to fly?" After thinking about it, the head teacher still asked Song Yifei's opinion and asked.

"Of course!" Song Yifei replied not very concerned, "It's just that your father-in-law is dead, why do you bother?" ”

"I don't know, but I'm not reconciled! My husband is such a good person, funding schools and running charities, why can't God let him live a few more years. The head teacher said unwillingly.

"But his longevity is over, and there is nothing you can do if you let me come." Song Yifei said honestly.

"Xiaolian, don't embarrass a student, birth, old age, sickness and death are providential, we can't last forever, but we also once had, I can go with peace of mind, you have to let it go!" The man who fell asleep persuaded him very reasonably.

"Nope! I won't let you go, never, even if I am the enemy of the entire underworld, even if I die for this, I still have no regrets, just to stay with you for a minute or a second. If God gives me a choice, I would rather exchange this thousand-year-old cultivation for your hundred-year life. The head teacher had cried into tears, and these words were choked up.

"You don't have a choice, he must wait with me to go back to the underworld tonight, whoever dares to stop him will be arrested and sent to see the king of Hades." Before the ghost arrived, the first voice was taken.

Then I saw dozens of Yin soldiers emerging from the floor under the leadership of black and white impermanence, bull heads and horse faces.

All of a sudden, the entire flower house turned into hell, with a deep ghostly aura and extremely terrifying.

Even Song Yifei, who thought he was used to these ghosts and monsters, had a little numb scalp, which was much more terrifying than the legend.

Seeing Yin Bingxian, the head teacher knew that things could not be turned back, so he worried, "Yifei, you go back first, it's dangerous here, please look at today's events, if I can't go back, I have to study hard in the future and be a useful person to be worthy of your mother." ”

"Come on, take down Wang Ziwen's soul for me and send it to the underworld for reincarnation, who dares to stop it and kill ......." Black and white impermanence commanded.

"Yes!" The ghost approached the old man with a soul chain.

"Get out of here, as long as I'm here, you don't want to touch him." The head teacher changed his body, like a nine-day fairy descending to earth, the whole body was full of aura, and there was a trace of fairy energy, and with a wave of his right sleeve, he knocked away the two ghosts.

"This thousand-year-old snow lotus is about to achieve positive results, if nothing else, it will be able to rank in the immortal class after a hundred years, it's a pity, alas." The system sighed softly.

"Is there nothing that can be done?" Song Yifei was also in a hurry.

"What can be done? The underworld has already ordered the king of Hades to kill you in three watches, and you will never survive more than five watches. Although the thousand-year-old snow lotus is strong, it is impossible to defeat the entire underworld. Now it's just a ghost, bull head and horse face, and there will be judges in the future, and the king of Hades will make a move until he is taken. The system sighed, "And it has touched the majesty of the entire underworld, and in the end, it will inevitably die, and it will not even be reincarnated." ”