The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 218

Looking at the pale face inside, Mr. Wang suddenly remembered what Master Han Zhu said many years ago.

"If you are with her, you will only kill her sooner or later. I don't want you to break up. I just want you to think clearly about how you want to love her. "

Master Han Zhu paused, and finally said: "Young man, do you know that there is a kind of love called giving up."

There is a kind of love called giving up.

Mr. Wang smiled bitterly: "Is it true that if you hadn't met me, such a thing would never have happened?"

He gently caressed the glass container with his jasper ring hand: "For you to live, I have already given up once, do I have to give up a second time?"

But the surroundings were very quiet, terribly quiet. In the transparent container, Han Zhu's pale face and black hair were lying there so quietly.

It was as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.

Mr. Wang sighed lonely: "Zhu Zhu, don't die, don't leave me. If you never wake up this time, then I will stay here with you forever, okay?"

And when Mr. Wang was obsessed with accompanying Han Zhu every day and looking for his uncle, the old king became angry.

"What the hell is he going to do? Does he still know his surname and who he is? He is the king of this country and needs to shoulder his responsibilities!"

The old king became more and more angry: "He still remembers being a father and having a son? This son has been born for two days now, but what about him, has he seen it?"

As the saying goes, after the next generation of relatives, the old man loves his grandson. In fact, the old king has been very strict with Mr. King all his life. The facts require all kinds of strictness, but now when he comes to his grandson, it really hurts no matter how you look at it.

After only two days of hard work, this grandson is already a treasure in his heart.

But his son doesn't even look at his grandson now.

Yes, his wife's death is indeed a sad thing, but didn't he even take a look at his own son?
The old Mr. King couldn't understand.

The old housekeeper at the side hurriedly persuaded him to fight: "Sir, he is too sad. The queen died because of the little prince. It is understandable that the husband will not be able to accept the little prince for a while. After a while, he will slowly accept this." In reality, and thinking that the little prince is his only son, he naturally came to see it."

Why didn't the old king know this truth? He was just helpless: "He won't be able to accept it for a while, and I can understand it. But now, he actually believed in something to bring the dead back to life, and said he wanted to find something everywhere. Now the entire Rongyuan Being made crazy by him, everyone knows what Mr. King is looking for, isn't this a joke for others to see!"

The old butler chuckled: "According to me, sir, he is making a fuss now, no matter whether it is useful or not, anyway, this energy is vented, so it is good for him. If you keep feeling uncomfortable in your heart, this If something happens, we will regret it. Besides—”

The old housekeeper lowered his voice and continued: "This queen, if you want to talk about it, is also a miracle. Let's not talk about her origin before. But the last time the plane crashed and the earthquake happened To the outside, it is said that it is the credit of the earthquake bureau and the expedition team, but inside it is clear that no one knows that this is all calculated by the queen. In my opinion, this queen is not an ordinary person, so something strange happened to her It’s not a big deal. Now the news of the queen’s death has been kept from the outside world, only saying that she is in a coma, and she dare not tell the outside world, just in case she wakes up.”

Hearing these words, the old king thought about it, and in the end he had no choice but to pinch the space between his brows with a headache: "Forget it, leave him alone, let him make trouble as he pleases, I'll go see my eldest grandson first!"

All the police force that can be mobilized has been used, and all the people are looking for the uncle, but nothing has been found.

On this day, after reading Han Zhu, Mr. Wang came out and picked up the materials on the table.

On the table is a picture synthesized by computer according to Song Jiaolan's description.

He stared at the composite picture of the uncle, and suddenly felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Mr. Wang frowned and thought for a while, and finally his eyes lit up.

Immediately, it seemed as if all the blood in his body had coagulated there.

Yes, he has seen this person before.

It was in Shaohua Temple. On the first day of that year, he took Han Zhu to Shaohua Temple to offer the first stick of incense.

At that time, Han Zhu went to chat with Master Abbot, and he was there watching everyone discussing scriptures on the scripture forum.

At that time, there was an old Chinese doctor's words, which made him feel very fresh after listening to it.

The appearance of that person is clearly the person on the computer-generated picture now!

(End of this chapter)