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Chapter 667: The God of Prison is so sensible at such a young age, it¡¯s heartbreaking

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    Chu Hao looked at King Jiang III Ming pitifully, but he took out the urn that had been finished for some time and handed it to King Jiang III Ming.

    "Sir, please buy a box."

    "Just two acquired treasures, very cheap."

    "Besides, the ashes are very fresh and not mixed with flour. You see"

    Chu Hao grabbed a handful of ashes, raised them in the air, and flew away with the wind.

    When I looked at King Jiang III Ming again, his face was covered with ashes and there were question marks on his face.

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    Chu Hao's "The Fairy Tale of My Life" finally moved the third generation of King Ming.

    King Jiang III Ming originally wanted to say that you don¡¯t want to buy the ashes because you don¡¯t have seven days to return them without any reason.

    But when I think about it, if I don¡¯t buy it, I will go to see my long-dead grandma.

    And once this matter cannot be resolved and Chu Hao sets foot in the West, then the whole village will have to go see grandma!

    King Jiang III Ming swallowed the grievances in his heart with tears. He was very crazy, but he could only do nothing.

    He looked at Chu Hao very moved,

    "Your Majesty the God of Prison is so sensible. You know at a young age that it is not easy to sell ashes to support your family."

    "Even the Prison God has worked so hard, who am I to refuse?"

    "Come here, these are two acquired treasures."

    Chu Hao looked timidly at King Jiang III Ming,

    "Uncle, there is one more thing missing."

    "The ashes are worth two pieces, but the box was made by me, so I want one more piece."

    King Jiang III Ming: "???"

    Why is there such a premium?

    King Jiang III Ming looked confused.

    ¡°Is your urn made of gold or your ashes made of gold?¡±

    "How can it be worth an acquired treasure?"

    Chu Hao was scolded and was a little scared, but he still said firmly:

    ¡°This urn has an avant-garde design.¡±

    "Flip-top."

    "The north and south are transparent, which is conducive to users turning into spring mud to protect flowers."

    King Jiang III Ming: "!!!"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not not do not want this urn to be sold to me?

    Wow, this guy¡¯s design concept highlights his humanity!

    Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie couldn¡¯t stand it anymore, so they took the initiative to stand up and seek justice!

    Zhu Bajie shouted:

    "The third generation of King Ming, you are a high-ranking King of Ming, who controls the world and cuts off yin and yang. How can you even cheat such a sensible little boy out of his money?"

    "Do you still want to buy an urn?"

    King Jiang III Ming grabbed his head with both hands, looked crazy, and cursed loudly in his heart.

    I don¡¯t want to buy it, I don¡¯t want to buy it!

    This little boy who sells ashes is cheating on me!

    Sun Wukong shook his head with disdain,

    "Is it in vain that you, Xitian, have been talking about how to save the dead and have immeasurable merits and so on, but now you don't even want the ashes?"

    "You even bully a little boy, you are not a hero!"

    Prince Ming of the Third Dynasty scratched his head crazily.

    Who is bullying whom?

    ¡°Look clearly, your little boy just had to spread his ashes for me, and he even sent me to see my grandma!

    King Jiang III was extremely mad, but there was nothing he could do.

    Who allowed the unlucky Lingji Bodhisattva to kidnap the prison god?

    With such a big matter, King Jiang III had already guessed that he would be squeezed dry for it.

    admit!

    King Jiang III Ming raised a stiff smile on his face and handed out three magic weapons.

    "Here, it's not easy for someone like you, the God of Prison, to pick up the good character of supporting a family and making ends meet at such a young age, cheating, abducting, and stealing."

    "Who can refuse to help such a sensible boss?"

    "This new type of fraud this new type of charity activity, I have seen it. It's great. On behalf of Xitian, I would like to donate these three acquired treasures for the sake of peace and love!"

    It is not easy for Prince Ming of Jiang III to be able to say such things shamelessly.

    ¡°Anyone from the West would have been turned into a pile of ashes, or they would have taken Chu Hao to the West and let everyone see grandma.

    Only the character of Prince Jiang III could slow down this matter. Even though he had to pay for three acquired treasures, he could save her.?A pile of ashes.

    But compared to Chu Hao going to Xitian to hold people accountable and letting everyone see what happened to grandma, this is already the best result.

    ¡°Perhaps Xitian knew this, so he asked King Jiang III to come down.

    Chu Hao accepted the three acquired treasures from the third generation King Ming, and was satisfied.

    "You are a good person!"

    The third king of Ming Dynasty smiled more ugly than crying.

    "You're welcome, you should do it. Who allowed this unlucky Lingji Bodhisattva to commit evil, hahaha!"

    woo woo woo woo¡­¡­

    ? ? Stupid|Forcing Lingji Bodhisattva, go back and take your ashes to boil!

    Three bowls of urine boil into one bowl of urine!

    However, Prince Jiang III finally suppressed the rage in his heart and turned around to leave.

    This trip was in vain.

    At this moment, Chu Hao suddenly shouted again,

    "Hey, wait!"

    The third king of Ming Dynasty had a dark face, angry and irritable, and he was cursing.

    But when he turned his head, he showed a gentle and polite expression of respect.

    "What are your orders, Your Majesty the God of Prison?"

    Chu Hao smiled slightly and raised the urn in his hand that was transparent from north to south.

    ¡°Hey, your urn.¡±

    Because Chu Hao held the urn high, the ashes of Lingji Bodhisattva flew in the wind, and there were not many left.

    King Jiang III Ming smiled slightly,

    "No, it's your urn."

    King Jiang III Ming was almost scared to death. He thought Chu Hao was going to put himself into this box. How cruel that would be.

    Chu Hao also laughed, but he was not greedy at all.

    "We do business with integrity, and the urn you bought will be given to you!"

    Chu Hao threw it away casually and spun the urn a few times. Like a top, it threw out strips of ashes.

    King Jiang III Ming took the urn in his hand and weighed it.

    ¡°Well, no more.

    Can I curse?

    But after taking a look at the smiling Chu Hao, King Jiang III Ming wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

    I think society still needs to be civilized. Swearing people cannot solve any problems. Instead, it is treated as a problem.

    ??You can¡¯t see it, but the ashes floating in the air are filled with melancholy.

    King Jiang III Ming took the urn in his hand and was about to leave.

    Chu Hao felt very sorry.

    ¡°Excuse me for coming all the way to deliver something, why don¡¯t you stay for a meal before leaving?¡±

    The Third Prince Ming didn¡¯t even look back, he waved his hands and said calmly:

    "It's okay, I deserve it."

    "Besides, if you want to eat now, it might be rice mixed with ashes, which you can't eat."

    "My dear gentlemen, the mountains will remain green and the water will flow forever. We will never see each other again!"

    King Ming, the Third Prince, ran away.

    He has always been a sensible person. He is just seeking his position in Xitian.

    Although Lingji Bodhisattva was praised, he deserved it.

    "I was so unlucky that I met Chu Hao and kidnapped Chu Hao. If he didn't die, who would die?"

    Chu Hao looked at the three acquired treasures in his hand, and then looked at Prince Jiang III, and couldn't help but admire.

    "What a kind person."

    "If I had known I would have given him an extra box, I would have been so sorry."

    "Let's go and continue traveling to the west!"

    Chu Hao turned around and saw Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie with dull faces, sitting aside and looking at him.

    After a long time, I saw Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie sighing and shaking their heads in unison,

    "Awesome!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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