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"...!"

Zhang Shu only took one look, but couldn't help but look away.

He had never seen Lu Han's previous life before, the scene of him dying in battle.

Lu Han was still carrying the king's flag behind him, fluttering in the bitter cold wind of the Northland. He had already been shot by several arrows, his shoulders on both sides were covered with bright red wounds, and his plastron was already damaged. On the left abdomen, there is a continuous and unfathomable scar.

His hands were still tightly gripping the big tree beside him, his nails were sunken deep in the bark, and he stood there like that, until the last moment of his life, he was unwilling to kneel down and die.

"How could this be?"

Zhang Tingshu seemed to be talking to himself. Considering Zhang Shu's feelings, he waved to Suhang and told him to accept his supernatural powers.

There was nothing wrong with Lu Han's previous life, just like what he said, he died in a fierce battle under the banner of the king, and was reused by the underworld as a national martyr.

"Past life... past life..."

Zhang Tingshu muttered this word repeatedly.

"Past life!"

Suddenly, his originally squinted eyes widened.

"Lu Han did not reincarnate, this is not his previous life!"

"what?"

Zhang Shu was still immersed in the picture just now, and didn't react.

"I mean, the matter of Lu Han's death in battle is his present life, isn't it?"

Zhang Tingshu's slender fingers tapped casually on the armrest of the sofa, and his eyes moved.

"It is impossible for people to receive retribution for what they have done in this world. The so-called retribution in this world is just a means for the weak to comfort themselves. In fact, there is no evidence to prove this, because all retribution in this world has always been Those managed by the judiciary in Yangjian, killing people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay back money, are not within the scope of the jurisdiction of the underworld."

"and then?"

"Have you ever thought that although Lu Han is dead, he is still Lu Han. He has not been reincarnated again, so he will not be punished for what he has done in this world."

"That's it."

Zhang Shu's thoughtfulness is not inferior to Zhang Tingshu's, but compared with him, his social experience is still very shallow. When he mentions it now, he quickly understands the key points.

"Suhang."

"Little is here!"

"Can you find Lu Han's last life?"

"This requires precise matching of the face, I will try."

The mirror demon squinted his eyes, and began to look for the contours that matched Lu Han's face in various mirrors and reflective surfaces throughout the ages. After a long time, when Zhang Shu was almost hopeless, suddenly, the mirror demon The search stopped, and a somewhat embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

"What, is there a problem?"

"Well, I found it. Fortunately, in the previous life, I was in the government office, and there was a mirror hanging high, but..."

The mirror demon looked at Zhang Shu in embarrassment.

"The content of the screen has strong hints, and the system boils down to 28 bans, which need to be coded."

Zhang Tingshu naturally doesn't care, he is the prime minister of the former dynasty, and Jin Wenling was known as the master of the generation when he was alive. I don't know if I can stand it.

"What is Lu Han's situation, is it more miserable than just now?"

Zhang Tingshu looked at the pale Zhang Shu, if the death was too tragic, he would not look at it.

"Huh? No, no, no, this time he is the big boss of the villain."

"Ok?"

Zhang Tingshu thought for a while, understood a little bit, and nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for, play it."

The mirror demon shrugged helplessly, fixed her eyes on the snow-white wall, and pressed the play button.

The image at the beginning was not very clear and clear. It seemed that the location was a house with poor lighting conditions, and it was accompanied by the "squeaking" sound of rodents, which made the whole picture present a dark and gloomy style.

It seems that a human voice came from a very distant place. It was a suppressed panting sound, which was indescribable. If I had to describe it, it seemed that someone suddenly hit the head bone or finger in public. When being caught by the door, you have to take into account the face that you can't scream, the "hissing" sound of pain.

Zhang Shu had an ominous premonition. This kind of plot was somewhat similar to the horror movies he had seen. It seemed that in the next second, there would be some horrible, bloody scene.

What is this place?cell?Did Lu Han live in this kind of place in his previous life?

Before Zhang Shu could come up with a clue, the picture on the wall shifted like a surveillance camera. It was indeed a prison cell. The narrow windows were opened very high and were almost attached to the ceiling. A very dense iron bar. In fact, it doesn't matter if there is no iron bar. Except for babies, no one should be able to get out of such a small gap.

There was a little light in the window, even through the lens, Zhang Shu felt a little suffocated, in that ray of light, there were various kinds of dust floating, one could imagine how turbid the air in the cell was.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Shu saw Lu Han's face without any warning. His face in the previous life hadn't changed at all, but he looked a few years older than now, and looked like a young man in his early 20s.

Looking at his attire, I can't tell what his grade is. He didn't wear official robes, not even the color of a jailer's clothes. He was just wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes, with two thick hemp ropes tied around his shoulders, so as not to let his sleeves fall at any time. drop down.

This kind of dress is not common in modern times, but Zhang Shu thinks it is very familiar. Thinking about it, it is a bit similar to the dress of the master chefs in the sushi restaurant he often goes to. It should have been passed down from China back then. Let's dress up when helping the cook. Could it be that Lu Han was a cook in his last life?

He has been burying his head in his work, looking very focused, accompanied by the low moans of someone in the corner, there is an indescribably weird feeling.

Suddenly, Lu Han smiled slightly, and his cheeks turned a little red. Zhang Shu couldn't help but curl up his mouth with this expression. He was very familiar with this kind of smile. Lu Han would do this every time before courtship. Smile, with the youthful feeling unique to teenagers, excited and shy, he can't help it every time.

But Zhang Shu's smile quickly froze on his face.

Because as the camera continued to press down, he could see very clearly that what was placed in front of Lu Han was not a chopping board, but a special torture bed, and there was no delicacy on it, but a human body.

To be honest, if it wasn't for that person's head, Zhang Shu really couldn't tell at a glance that it was a person, moreover, a living person.

Because under that complete face, there is no longer a complete piece of skin.

His body seemed to be delicately cut by a very sharp blade, Zhang Shu simply didn't know how to describe that kind of knife technique, it turned a person into a dish, a flower of flesh and blood.

There were many exquisite and ingenious wounds blooming on that person's body, which reminded Zhang Shu of the kind of radish flowers that he used to watch when he was playing with Liu Banxian'er in the alley when he was a child.

That kind of radish is nicknamed Xin'er Limei, with green skin on the outside and bright red inside, and it is very sweet when eaten alone. In order to attract women and children to buy their own vegetables, those street vendors will Hang a radish flower carved with a very delicate knife.

Zhang Shu once got a radish flower, which was bought for him by Liu's mother. Although the gift was light but the affection was serious, he was always reluctant to throw it away, holding it in his hand and looking at it over and over again.

That kind of knife work is quite complicated. It needs to go out the skin and flesh of many radishes in a zigzag layer by layer without hurting other parts. roses.

After many years, Zhang Shu still remembers that exquisite beauty, just like the human body in front of him, so many flowers carved with flesh and blood, if they are not on a living person, they can even arouse people's appetite. It seems that the salmon sushi sold in the sushi restaurant is called Hanazhilian.

Zhang Shu clenched his fists and suppressed the nausea that was about to come out of his throat. Is this Lu Han's masterpiece?The man's chest was still rising and falling weakly, but although the hundreds of flowers of flesh and blood around his body were bright, there was not a single drop of blood left. Why is this so?

Faced with such a scene, Lu Han could still smile. That smile was so pure that he couldn't help but want to dedicate all the good things in the world to him, but now...

"vomit!"

Zhang Shu's mental state had already exceeded the limit, and with the recent blow, he couldn't hold on any longer. Regardless of being still in Zhang Tingshu's office, he bent down and vomited violently.

"Suhang."

Zhang Tingshu made a pause gesture, and the mirror demon immediately stopped his magical powers, and hurried forward to support Zhang Shu.

"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, old man, I..."

"It's not your fault, no one thought that Lu Han's previous life would be like this."

"That's not him!"

Zhang Shu choked in a rare voice.

He had never spoken to Zhang Tingshu like this since he was a child, but this time, he said something harsh in order to protect Lu Han.

"..."

Zhang Tingshu didn't take offense, and didn't even make any reaction. Instead, he said very gently: "I see that your complexion is not very good. Let's go home and have a rest today. I need to discuss the rest with your family. A message came over there just now, saying that the young master of the family has returned to the imperial capital, and he is coming to visit now, and I did not want to keep you, so go back."

……

After Zhang Shu left, Zhang Tingshu relaxed and sat on the sofa in the president's office, squinted his eyes, and thought about how he wanted to discuss with Tantai Liuguang. It stands to reason that Zhang Shu's adoption procedures had already been completed. Regarding the handling of the matter, I have to respect his parents' opinions more, I don't know what Tantai Liuguang thinks, if the matter has to ask Wan Belle for help, it may be better to speak with Yunluo's relationship.

Suddenly, he remembered something and nodded to Su Hang.

"Continue to finish the episode just now."

"Yes!"

The mirror demon is well-informed and doesn't care about the scene just now, and starts playing with her eyes narrowed.

On the screen, Lu Han looked at his work with a slightly youthful smile, admired it for a while, and waved to the jailer behind him.

"Yes, my lord!"

The jailers seemed to have been prepared a long time ago. They took a small wooden barrel and couldn't see what was inside.

Lu Han put on gloves made of rawhide, reached out and stirred in the bucket, and dug out something.

Those things crawled slowly in his hands.

"How can there be no nutrients for such a beautiful flower?"

Lu Han's voice is very gentle. If you close your eyes and listen to it, it will give you a feeling of spring breeze.

His face flushed, and he slowly smeared the insect eggs on the blooming flower.