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It was a very rare accident.

To be precise, it was a man-made accident.

Robb looked at Zhang Manyue again.

As the man in front of her kept begging, she picked up the flowers from the Moon Spirit Tree and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you picking flowers?"

"Today is my son's birthday, and he wanted to receive flowers as a gift. So I just picked a branch from the tree. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Let me go back! I'm the only relative my son has, and he can't live without me!" The man kept kowtowing.

Zhang Manyue looked at the purple flowers on the branches, wondering what she was thinking.

Robb stood aside and did not disturb her.

Finally, she said, "You said this is a birthday present for your son?"

The man nodded repeatedly and said, "He is an extremely smart and kind child. It is a blessing for an incompetent father like me to have such a son. I must fulfill his little wish. So, please let me go back!"

In the man's mind, Zhang Manyue and Robb, who obviously looks like a companion, are now regarded as legendary gods and ghosts.

He didn't dare to resist and could only beg for mercy.

As Robb watched, Zhang Manyue suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, sure. I'll spare your life."

"Thank you! Thank you!" the man was ecstatic.

But it's not over yet.

Zhang Manyue continued, "Go back and raise your son well. When he grows up, give him to me."

"Ah?" The man was stunned again.

Zhang Manyue curled her lips and said, "If I save my father, I must repay him with my son."

The man wanted to refuse, but as he looked at his increasingly illusory body, he became extremely worried and thought: "If I die, Chancheng will be a human being, and he is still so young..."

"There are only a few minutes left. Make a decision quickly. Do you want to die alone or give your son to me?" Zhang Manyue squatted in front of the man, supporting her chin with one hand and playing with the purple flowers with the other, and said lightly.

Finally, the man gave his answer: "I am willing, please let me live!"

"Remember your promise."

Zhang Manyue stood up and put her hand on the man's head.

In an instant, the man's soul disappeared.

At the same time, in a hospital several kilometers away, a man who was being rescued suddenly opened his eyes and tightly held the hand of his crying son.

"Just go along with it like that?" Robb walked up to Zhang Manyue and asked.

He did not interfere with what had just happened, he just wanted to see how Zhang Manyue would respond.

"That man, or to be exact, that man's son, has a great cause and effect relationship with you, Zhang Manyue." Robb said directly.

"I know." Zhang Manyue looked at the flower of the Moon Spirit Tree in her hand and said calmly, "This is the instruction of the Magu God. It cannot be avoided."

"That's not like you," Robb said.

"So what?" Zhang Manyue glanced at Luo Bo and said with a dull look, "No matter if it was arranged by God No. 1 or God No. , I can scold them to their faces, but I can't stop the situation from developing."

This is what it means to be controlled by God.

Robb understood. He looked at the Moon Spirit Tree, which had a little more vitality than when it first appeared, and sighed, "Life sprouts, the dead tree comes back to life, and the cycle of reincarnation restarts."

"Zhang Manyue, your destiny has come."

……

Chapter 388 Park Ji-hyun Moves In

The East has always had fatalism and the theory of cause and effect.

It seems that everything is destined when a person is born, and no matter how hard one struggles, one cannot escape the circle that fate has drawn for everyone.

As proud as Zhang Manyue is, when faced with the impending fate, he just accepts it silently, hoping to win the battle against fate or to find true liberation, and he has never thought of jumping out of this circle.

Robb doesn't believe in fate.

Even if there is, it is just an arrangement made by the superiors to the inferiors.

Like now.

"It seems that the goddess Magu has made arrangements for you. It's time to end the thousand-year obsession." Robb said lightly.

Zhang Manyue sneered, "That depends on me being willing to let it go. Even gods have times when they are powerless."

Just because Zhang Manyue took the initiative to step into her fate doesn't mean she will just succumb to it obediently.

She didn't believe that she would let go of her obsession, otherwise she wouldn't have lingered for a thousand years.

Robb saw this and shook his head slightly.

The person who knows Zhang Manyue best in the world is the goddess Magu.

With the latter's ability, he was obviously very confident after waiting for such a long time before making the final arrangements for Zhang Manyue.

Robb looked at the confident Zhang Manyue and said secretly, "The more the ghost clients of Del Luna leave without regrets, the more brilliantly the flowers in the courtyard will bloom. So what about Zhang Manyue? How brilliantly will the flowers bloom after a being with a thousand-year obsession leaves?"

For Magu Goddess, who is keen on collecting flowers of wish power, Zhang Manyue, the biggest flower, is undoubtedly the greatest achievement of her thousand-year wait.

When it is ripe, it is naturally time to pick it.

Zhang Manyue seems confident, but in fact her future is already determined.

This is "destiny"!

Robb sighed.

"Although I don't know why you are sighing, I always have a very uncomfortable feeling." Zhang Manyue suddenly looked at Luo Bo and frowned.

Luo Bo shrugged and said meaningfully: "The world is big. If you want to break free from your shackles, Zhang Manyue, you can go out for a walk or seek help from a noble person."

Zhang Manyue laughed: "My dear? Are you talking about yourself?"

"Maybe." After all, he was in someone else's territory, so Robb didn't go any deeper.

"Oh right." He asked curiously, "If one day, Zhang Manyue lets go of your obsession, are you willing to go to Sanzu River? Are you willing to give up your branded bags, clothes, jewelry, luxury cars, yachts, fine wine, and delicious food...?"

Going to Sanzu River means reincarnation.

There are never two identical flowers in the world.

Even if they are similar, they are completely different in nature.

This is reincarnation.

If it were Robb himself, he would never undergo the so-called reincarnation.

He is who he is.

Unique and irreplaceable.

As for Zhang Manyue.

After hearing this, she was confused for a while, and then fell silent: "I have been wandering for a thousand years..."

"So what if it's been a thousand years? I don't think you've enjoyed it enough." Robb stroked his chin and looked at him.

Zhang Manyue: "..."

The mood she had worked so hard to build up was ruined in an instant, and she glanced sideways at Robb.

Robb thought of someone: "I have an elder who has been seeking immortality but failed, and ended up being deserted by everyone. If she knew about your current state in hell, Zhang Manyue, she would definitely be envious."

It has to be said that if Zhang Manyue's current state were to be made known to others, she would definitely be envied and yearned for by countless people.

Neither alive nor dead, her body bound to the Moon Spirit Tree has remained at the moment of her life. Not only is she still full of vitality, she also possesses powerful supernatural powers.

Apart from being controlled by the Magu God and unable to leave the Moon Spirit Tree for too long, it has no other disadvantages.

If it were Robb, a thousand years would not be enough, and the truth is to live so freely forever.

Of course, the prerequisite is to remove the shackles on your body.

"Come on, live well." Robb finally met an interesting person and expressed his sincere blessing. "Otherwise, I will only be able to accept your inheritance with tears in the future."

When did you become the heir to my estate?

wrong!

There is no way my property can become an inheritance!

Zhang Manyue felt that Robb was pretending to be one thing but secretly trying to clean himself up and send him to hell. He had always been eyeing her wealth and now wanted to eliminate the threat first.

But Robb had already left.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say, "President Zhang, remember to say hello to Manager Cui. The VVIP meal and reception will be increased by one person. I have a friend who is coming to stay."

"what?"

Zhang Manyue was shocked instantly.

It's already troublesome enough to entertain one Robb, and now there's another one.

"Do you think Hotel Del Luna is a public toilet? Anyone can come in and out?" she objected loudly.

In this regard, Robb raised the correct banner:

“I’m a VVIP!”

……

"Oppa, is there really a hotel full of ghosts?"

"Of course. It's right here. See that red brick house?"

"Huh? When did this house appear in Myeongdong?"

On a sunny day, Rob, who kept his word, brought Park Ji-hyun, whose service attribute had recently been maxed out, to Hotel Del Luna.

The hotel was good in every way except for the bed warmer.

Zhang Manyue, who is worthy of Robb's attention, would not condescend to do it.

Rob thought of his good sister Park Ji-hyun who always obeyed his orders.

Coincidentally, the other party was also a paranormal enthusiast and was very curious about the Hotel Del Luna described by Robb.

The two sides hit it off.

At this moment, after being nourished for many times, Park Ji-hyun became much more mature and elegant than at the beginning. Like a beautiful flower in full bloom, she looked in the direction Rob pointed and was very surprised.

If Robb hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have noticed there was such a villa here.

"Is this Hotel Del Luna? It looks... much smaller than you described, Oppa." Park Ji-hyun said excitedly with a hint of confusion.

"This is not the full picture of Hotel Del Luna. You will know after the process."

Rob took Park Ji-hyun into Hotel Del Luna.

"welcome."

As soon as I pushed the door open, Chi Xianzhong's enthusiastic voice rang out.

After recognizing the newcomer, Chi Xianzhong looked curiously at the beautiful young woman who was hugging Robb's arm intimately, and asked, "Mr. Robb, is this the new guest?"

Robb nodded, "Well, has the room been rearranged?"

Chi Xianzhong quickly said, "Manager Cui has already arranged it."

"Thank you." Rob took Park Ji-hyun to the elevator.

During this time, Park Ji-hyun couldn't help but ask, "Oppa, was that person just now a ghost?"

"Yes."

Park Ji-hyun exclaimed, "It looks like a living person!"

Especially compared to the ghosts in Kunyanchi Mental Hospital, Ji Hyun-joong looks completely normal.

and so.

Are there different types of ghosts?