In the mourning hall late at night, the Taoist priests' chanting scriptures remained the same.

Xu Chu is guarding the spirit here.

Qin Muke was also on the side, wearing plain clothes and his delicate little face showed sadness. Whenever he remembered Xiahou An's teasing him before his lifetime, tears flowed down without any effort.

My uncle left, and she also wanted to do her best.

But after a long time, I can't help feeling a little tired.

Xu Chu asked her to rest, but Qin Muke stubbornly refused.

In a trance, she saw the coffin board in the middle of the mourning hall and seemed to move.

She rubbed her swollen eyes of apricot blossoms in disbelief.

The next scene was even more weird.

A fair hand stretched out from inside and pressed it on the coffin board.

"ah!!!"

Qin Muke screamed.

Although she has a carefree personality, she is a girl after all, and she has natural psychological fear of ghosts and monsters.

"Lord's mourning hall, silent!"

Xu Chu immediately shouted softly and glanced at him violently. He would not have mercy because Qin Mu was a girl.

For him, the lord is always ranked first.

Taoist priests said that after a person dies, it is most taboo to disturb him late at night.

He didn't want his lord to be uneasy on the road to the underworld.

"Xu Chu, look over there!"

The dazed niece pointed her slender finger at the coffin.

Xu Chu looked at him and his irritable eyes turned into huge shock.

The lord who was supposed to be lying in the coffin actually... stood up!

"Ghost, ghost!"

The Taoist priest who specially invited to exorcise evil spirits to see this scene was so scared that he urinated and fled out of the hall.

"Your god!"

Xiahou An, who had climbed up from the coffin, spat and found that the coffin was a little high, so he waved to Xu Chu: "Zhongkang, come and help me."

Xu Chu originally didn't believe it, but when he saw Xiahou Anna's familiar face and his frivolous and unruly behavior, he had already believed it seventy in his heart.

When Xu Chu touched Xiahou An's warm palm, he was shocked.

"Master, is it really you?"

Xiahou An held the arm handed over by Xu Chu, jumped down from the coffin, hugged Xu Chu's shoulders, and grinned.

Xu Chu was stunned for a moment. This macho man who had only known how to eat before had never revealed his emotions. At this moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The man crys!

"Zhongkang, it's not true!"

Xiahou An, who jumped to the ground, smiled and joked, and was about to comfort the number one iron-core general under his command. At this time, a soft ball suddenly rushed into his arms, hugging him and sobbing loudly: "Little uncle, you are so good that you are not dead! Just now, I was scared to death, wuwu..."

The little beauty is wearing pear blossoms in the rain.

Xiahou An then decisively abandoned Xu Chu and coaxed the eldest niece: "Hey, why are you crying! I said, we are the stars in the sky descending to the earth, the King of Hell, I dare not accept us!"

After hearing the news, the guards who came here could not help but wipe their tears after witnessing their lord's death.

The next day, big red lanterns and red festive door curtains were hung inside and outside the house where Xiahou An lived.

People passing by the door were extremely surprised by this.

Many of them were still mocking privately: "Did you see it? I was still white two days ago, but I just turned red today. I don't know, but I thought his family was so happy?"

"That's it, I heard that someone died in my family and I'm so happy..."

After resting and taking a shower, Xiahou An went to see Cai Yong and Huangfu Song.

"Uncle, I miss you so much!"

When Xiahou An met, he gave Cai Yong a big hug.

This scared the old man very much, and he thought he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

It was not until after repeated confirmation that Cai Yong truly believed that Xiahou An had resurrected from the dead and was amazed. He also said that Xiahou An would survive the disaster and would definitely have good fortune.

"It's auspicious words from Uncle!"

Xiahou An grinned.

Arrive at Huangfu Mansion.

When Mr. Huangfu Song saw Xiahou An come back alive, he was so excited that he pulled Xiahou An all morning.

Among them, it was also clear that Xiahou An should be accepted as a disciple, and the apprenticeship ceremony could be held only when a zodiac day was selected.

With Huangfu Song's support, Xiahou An was full of confidence. At that time, he only needed to do a beautiful battle and became famous all over the world.

The good wind helps me to rise to the sky with its power.

After leaving Huangfu Mansion, Xiahou An was in a good mood.

It's just one word: cool!

Afterwards, Xiahou An went to the Prime Minister's Mansion again.

When the Prime Minister's Mansion was informed, the soldiers guarding the gate ran away like ghosts.

"Why are you so anxious?"

Seeing the soldiers running hurriedly, Lu Bu, who was guarding outside the hall, frowned slightly.

"General Lu is not good, Xiahou An, Xiahou An..." The soldier's face turned red and gasped heavily, and he couldn't say anything in his stomach.

"What a panic? Could it be that he was still cheating on the zombie?" Lu Bu said angrily.

The soldier took a long time to suck his dry throat and nodded hard: "That's right, it's just a zombie."

When Lu Bu heard this, he looked shaky and immediately asked the soldiers to lead the way.

When I arrived outside the mansion, I saw Xiahou Anli outside.

"Boy Xiahou, are you a human or a ghost?"

Lu Bu asked in a low voice, his whole body exuding a strong murderous intent.

This extremely oppressive aura made Xiahou An feel very uncomfortable. He immediately pointed to the ground behind him and said, "Of course I am a human. If you don't believe me, look at the ground, there is no shadow on the ghost..."

I remember when I first met Lu Bu, Xiahou An wanted to fight with Lu Bu. He didn't know why he had such a reaction. Now I think about it, it's probably because Chu Ji was in trouble in his spiritual sense.

I just don’t know if it was Chu Ji’s awesomeness or Lu Bu’s even more powerful.

Lu Bu looked back and saw that there was indeed a shadow on the ground paved with yellow mud bricks that matched Xiahou An. But he did not nod immediately, but looked at it for a while. Seeing that Xiahou An did not have the aura of a ghost or demon, he chose to believe it.

But he didn't understand. Xiahou was clearly dying, how could he not die?

Even if the doctors in the palace are all quack doctors, they will not even verify the life or death of a person!

"This is a long story, anyway, I'm not dead."

Afterwards, Xiahou An and Lu Bu entered the Prime Minister's residence.

Seeing Xiahou An jumping around, Dong Zhuo didn't even ask the reason. He stepped forward and patted Xiahou An on the shoulder, smiling happily: "Hahaha, I know that you are so tough, so how could you die so easily!"

Xiahou An was stunned for a moment.

This is the most calmer one of the people I have seen today.

He is worthy of being the Demon King Dong, and no ghost is afraid of it.

"Tai Shi, since Xiahoulang is still alive, are you asking for the posthumous official position and title for him..." The Lord Bo Tianjing came over to ask for instructions.

If it is not reduced, it is somewhat non-compliant.

However, Dong Zhuo was concerned about the kindness of blocking the knife, waved his hand and gave it to him!

Boss Dong is generous!

Xiahou An raised his thumb in his heart.

From now on, we will be a serious general.

Also, all the taxes in Huaiyuan’s hometown are mine!
Chapter completed!