After not seeing each other for many years, Wu De had already changed. However, the feeling of flesh and blood in love still made the little ghost recognize him at a glance.

The dragon ghost said "hey" and found that this matter was becoming more and more interesting, "Are you father and son?"

Wu Dedao: "This child is called Wu Lin. He was born by my wife and is my second son. Why is he here?"

Long Gui said: "I was sacrificed eighteen years ago."

Seeing that the child's hands and feet were all covered with strange blue and white, Wu De was heartbroken and took off his clothes and wrapped him tightly, saying, "Lin'er, are you still cold? Why are you here?"

Wu Lin said: "The child was kidnapped here by a bad guy."

Wu De cried. As soon as the child was born, he named it the word "Lin" of Qilin, expressing his high hopes for life. Eighteen years ago, as usual, he personally went to the most famous academy in Suzhou City to pick up the child home, but he never saw the child.

He sent a large number of men and countless gold and silver, searched for five years, but never found anything.

Wu Lin was trapped in the pond for eighteen years, and what he thought about every day was to see his parents again.

At this moment, we met suddenly, and Wu Lin was both sad and happy. He broke free from the dragon ghost's hand, threw himself into his father's arms, and cried loudly.

Wu De's heart had already become cold and hard. The long-buried feelings were suddenly awakened by his beloved son, and he hugged each other and cried bitterly, "My good boy, you are suffering."

Long Gui snorted, picked up Wu Lin, and said coldly: "Little Gui is like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard. He has not listened to my teachings for many years. You must bite him, otherwise I will let you lose your soul."

Wu Lin stopped crying and said loudly: "I won't listen to you, and I won't bite my dad even if I lose my soul."

"I can't imagine it, I can't imagine it," Long Gui looked at Wu De with a playful look, "Look at your disgusting look of both human and gods, you actually gave birth to a good son."

Wu De was weak and sad, and said, "This child looks like I...I used to be."

The dragon ghost laughed and said, "Nonsense, look at your virtue, it's so disgusting."

Wu Lin said without fear: "You bad guy, you are not allowed to insult my father. My father is the best person in the world and the best official in the world. He will eliminate violence and be safe and sound, and do not fear power. If you dare to insult my father again, I will bite you to death."

The dragon ghost threw Wu Lin heavily to the ground, picked it up again, and said, "At a young age, he is such a tough guy."

Wu De burst into tears and kowtowed, "Please don't hurt my child."

"A man has gold under his knees, don't kowtow to this bad guy." Wu Lin was childishly intelligent and strong, unafraid of everything, and was like a young hero. After saying something from his suffering, Mu Changfeng in the secret was also shocked, and he was filled with admiration in his heart.

"I was like this when I was a child." Wu De looked at his son who was struggling and felt quite proud.

Mu Changfeng was curious, and looked forward, looked left and right, and looked up and down. Wu De looked like a rascal rascal slut in the market. His fat body was shaking tremblingly, his face was golden and oily, and his hair was sparse and sparse. Was he a heroic man when he was young?

The dragon ghost also had a curiosity and said, "How could you become the virtue of today?"

"How could I become the virtue of today?" Wu De asked himself, and the memory buried deep in his heart came into his mind uncontrollably.

My father was a constable who was both civil and military. Wu De admired him since he was sensible. Under his father's earnest teachings, he studied and practiced martial arts and stood up for justice.

After growing up, he became a talent who praised both civil and military affairs. During the imperial examination, he was the second-tier high school student in high school, and with the support of noble people, he became the prefect of Suzhou. In the first few years, he did a lot of good things.

Twenty-five years ago, he enforced the law impartially and executed the son of the richest man in Suzhou City, and formed a powerful enemy for this. His eldest son, who was just two years old, died under the butcher knife of an assassin. The richest man had a wide connection in the court and had made several decisions, but the matter was left unresolved.

The elderly father rushed to the imperial capital to sue the emperor but failed and died on his way home.

Wu De chose a picturesque place to build a cemetery for his father. The day after he was buried, his father's body was secretly dug out of the tomb and thrown into the ditch.

Twenty-four years ago, his second son was just born. He accepted a huge bribe and hid it secretly in the wall. He was discovered by two friends and swore that he would never make any more mistakes in the future.

Twenty-one years ago, he dreamed that the truth was revealed and was sent to the guillotine. His wife and children were wandering on the streets and became beggars. In his guilt and anxiety, he made a wish devoutly in front of the wishing tree, hoping that no one would know about the bribery. At the end of the year, he was taken to the blood pool by a monster and realized what he wanted in his heart.

From then on, nightmares are still frequent. Every time I close my eyes, I will see a bloody corpse that is terrifying and seeking life. No matter how scared I am, as long as I see my wife and children, everything will be thrown aside.

The joy of family was not long, and his son disappeared for no reason. He thought that retribution had come, and he told his wife about his sins in panic. His wife was shocked, and from then on, he talked nonsense and was in a crazy state. He was trapped and died in a dungeon by him.

After repeated attacks, Wu De completely changed, accepting huge bribes, handling one wrong case after another, and wrongly accusing one good person after another.

He had no idea how desperate and sad the wronged person was when he was sentenced. He only remembered that there were countless gold, silver and jewelry hidden in the garden in his mansion. He used his ill-gotten wealth to deal with it and successfully cut the richest man in Suzhou City to pieces, avenging many years of blood revenge.

Revenge does not bring corresponding pleasure, but is boundless emptiness and loneliness. In order to numb yourself, I married one beautiful concubine after another, and found joy every day. For many years, Wu De successfully forgot the pain of the past with his wealth and gentleness.

The beautiful and virtuous wife and the innocent and smart son are all transformed into the past in memory.

After ten years of hard study and taking the imperial examination and entering the officialdom, I was to ask for the people and cleanse all the darkness in the world. It was just because of a mistake and became eternal regret. I went further and further on the road of sin, and I couldn't turn back.

Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, Long Gui didn't ask, and said, "Your son is already a man at a young age. I admire him very much. I can't do anything if he doesn't want to bite you, but I have never like stubborn guys. If you stab him with a sword, get out of here immediately." A cold light flashed in his hand, and a silver dragon pattern dagger appeared, stuffed into Wu De's hand.

Wu Lin said: "Dad, hurry up and prick the child, never come back after leaving."

Wu De seemed to have grown a lot in an instant, kowtowed more than a dozen times in succession, and said wailingly: "Master Dragon God, you are the supreme god, why bother us like ants. The young man and his biological flesh will not be reunited for eighteen years. Please be kind and let us leave."

Long Gui said: "If you don't even want to hurt your ghost son, how could you sacrifice your newly born son? A bastard dares to lie to me with clever words."

"Don't get angry, Lord Dragon God, I'm willing to stay as a sacrifice. Please let my poor son go." Wu De kowtowed heavily, with purple and blood on his forehead.

Long Gui grinned, raised his palm and said, "I'll let your Liner's soul fade away first."

Wu De loved his son very much and had long forgotten his fear. He roared and grabbed the dragon pattern dagger tightly and stabbed it.

Fang Xiaomei suddenly woke up, waved a white silk to wrap around Wu De's feet, and withdrew her hands back, and Wu De fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!