History’s Strongest Husband

Dasha's father, Song Yi, is not an ordinary person. He is a famous hunter and the leader of the militia in Maple Leaf Village. He has dozens of brothers under him.

At least in Maple Leaf Village, he is also a strong man with a head and a face.

When he came home, he found that his son's egg had been kicked to pieces by Shen Lang, of course he was furious.

He immediately wanted to kick Shen Lang to death.

But I can only think about it, Shen Lang is in the residence of the Earl of Xuanwu, and he wants to rush over to seek death.

His second thought was to take revenge on Shen Lang's parents and younger brother.

But before this idea came up, it was immediately rejected by the village chief.

Why is Shen Langzai the son-in-law of the Earl of Xuanwu's mansion, and his parents are the in-laws of the Earl, so if you want to do something to them, you are looking for death.

So Song Yi at this moment is calling the sky should not, and the earth is not working.

The world is unfair!

Of course, regarding his own abandonment of Dasha, he didn't think it was a crime at all.

People in the countryside all do this. When they get seriously ill and have no money to treat them, they all throw them into the mountains to die.

Besides, this eldest son has brain problems and is worthless.

But the youngest son is different. He has been shrewd and ruthless since he was a child, and he can completely inherit his mantle. He is his lifeblood.

And now this lifeline was kicked by Shen Lang... two eggs.

It totally ruined his hopes.

Shen Lang, even if it is your son-in-law of the Earl's Mansion, I must take revenge for this!

Song Yi immediately took his son to Xuanwu City for treatment, no matter how much it cost, he must save his son's life.

but……

The doctor at the hospital made it clear that his son's lifeblood should be lost and it needs to be cut off immediately, otherwise it will be dangerous.

Dasha, the younger brother, has not awakened in a certain way. After knowing that his eggs would be cut off, he didn't feel too sad. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, "Father, I want to enter the palace, I want to become a great eunuch, and then kill Shen Lang's second son." Fool, I want to kill his whole family."

Song Yi agreed with tears.

This is also a way.

Then, he went to find Tian Heng.

Tian Heng is a thousand households of the Xuanwu City Civilian Army, and he can be regarded as the boss of Song Yi's boss.

The two of them have a common enemy, Shen Lang, so they hit it off.

Tian Hengdao: "Your wife did see Shen Lang kick your son Song Chong away in person?"

Song Yi said: "Yes."

Tian Hengdao: "Are you sure how many villagers saw Shen Lang rushing into your house, and then heard the sound of shouting and fighting?"

Song Yi said: "Yes, they can testify. But this bastard Shen Lang is the son-in-law of the Earl's Mansion, I'm afraid the villain won't be able to sue him."

Tian Heng sneered.

Can't tell?

If this is true in normal times, but tonight there will be two big figures visiting Earl Xuanwu's mansion.

At that time, Earl Xuanwu will not be able to decide. It's not as simple as just suing Shen Lang, but dragging the entire Earl's Mansion into trouble.

Tian Heng said indifferently: "Murder pays for life, the prince breaks the law and is guilty of the same crime as the people, let alone a mere son-in-law of the Earl's mansion? You have found the witness, and someone will make the decision for you. If the Earl dares to protect Shen Lang, the murderer, as long as he I'm afraid it will provoke a civil uprising."

Song Yi was startled, Shen Lang didn't kill anyone, he just kicked his son and ruined his descendants.

Tian Heng smiled and said nothing.

Just a kick? How can this crime be enough?

It must be enough to kill people.

After all, only by killing people can Shen Lang pay for his life!

...

Dasha's stepmother, Song Yi's wife had been taking care of her son in the Xuanwu City Medical Center, but she was sent back last night for unknown reasons.

Someone seemed to deliberately push her away.

At this time, Mrs. Song was lying on the bed, not thinking about eating or drinking.

If the son's eggs are cut off,

After the family died.

How should this be done?

However, life must go on.

After the son enters the palace and becomes a eunuch, maybe he will be able to make a fortune?

Maybe she will be able to live a life of glory and wealth in the future.

As for carrying on the family line, she is still young, at worst, she will have another one with her husband.

After figuring it out, Song picked up the honey water beside the bed and drank half of it.

I don't know why, but this honey water is a bit weird.

But Song still drank it all in one go.

Then……

The door to a new world opened.

She felt empty, lonely, excited like never before.

Her whole brain seemed to be split in two.

She became sharper than ever.

The scrambling of ants outside and the fluttering of dragonflies' wings could be heard clearly.

Moreover, the entire world around him has changed, becoming a series of lights and shadows.

The whole person seems to have become a fairy.

It is indeed the world's No. 1 drug/magic/potion, the effect is too strong, even if Shen Lang's refining is very impure, the power is really amazing.

Fortunately, Shen Lang only put a little bit in her honey water, otherwise Song's life might be in danger.

She just felt herself floating and floating, and then passed out.

Because, Shen Lang added other things to his honey water.

...

I don't know how long it took for Song to wake up, but the weird feeling is still there.

However, everything around him suddenly became extremely terrifying.

It is still her home, but there are ghost lights everywhere.

There was also the sound of ghosts singing, which made his hair stand on end.

Everything is like in a ghost land.

In the next second, a beautiful female ghost floated out, wearing a blue skirt.

Song's hair was about to stand on end.

It was really a female ghost, because she didn't have to walk, she just floated over.

"You, who are you?" Song trembled, but found that she couldn't make any sound.

This... This is really a hell, I can't make a sound at all.

The female ghost said: "Vicious woman, you actually made me stupid, go to hell!"

Song understood who this was.

It turned out to be... Dasha's biological mother, the woman who had been dead for twenty years.

She urged her husband to throw Dasha into a ravine to wait for death, but she didn't expect Dasha's biological mother to come from hell for revenge.

Shen Lang really felt sorry for himself for three seconds. Not only did he want to dress up as a woman, but also as a female ghost.

"Go to hell..." A will-o'-the-wisp appeared out of nowhere in the female ghost's hand, and flew towards Mrs. Song.

The will-o'-the-wisp fell on her body, directly scorching a large area of ​​her white and tender body, causing extremely intense pain, but she could not utter any screams at all.

Pick up a bowl of water by the bed and splash the will-o'-the-wisp on his body.

But the frightening thing is that the will-o'-the-wisp didn't go out, but was still burning.

It's... so scary.

It really was a will-o'-the-wisp, and it couldn't be extinguished even with water.

It's really a ghost!

"Sister, don't kill me, don't kill me..." Song cried and begged desperately, but her throat was hoarse and she couldn't make a sound at all.

"The one who abandoned your son was Song Yi, not me!" Song did not hesitate to betray her husband.

The female ghost stepped forward and patted the will-o'-the-wisp lightly with her cold hand.

The will-o'-the-wisp went out immediately.

Then, the female ghost's pale and slender fingers touched Song's chest, but she couldn't hold it back and rubbed it.

Immediately, Song found herself unable to move.

Can see, hear, feel everything.

It is that the limbs cannot move, as if the whole body is not itself.

This feeling is so familiar, it's like a ghost pressing the bed.

"God is sorry, my son is not dead, he was saved by the lucky star." The female ghost said: "But... your son Song Chong is dead."

Shocked, Song shook her head desperately and said, "My son is not dead, he is just about to be castrated. I will go home and organize some things, and I will go to the city to take care of him soon!"

"No, he's already dead, right at this moment, and he died extremely miserable!" the female ghost said, "Who do you think killed your son?"

Immediately afterwards, his voice changed, from a woman's voice to a boy's voice.

"Mother, I died so miserable, I really died so miserable!"

This voice is actually not quite like her son Song Chong, but Song has instinctively substituted it and thinks it is his son's voice.

"No, no, my son is not dead." Song said desperately, but still couldn't make a sound.

The female ghost said: "Your son is dead or not, you will know soon, Song Yi will tell you when he comes back. And he will say that he was beaten by Shen Lang crazily, kicked his lower body and died, and then the government will take you to The Earl's Mansion accuses Shen Lang of murder, but the people who actually killed your son were Tian Heng and your husband."

"No, no..." Song cried: "My son is not dead, and I wish Shen Lang could die, I will definitely identify him."

"Bold..." the female ghost sternly said, "Do you want to die?"

Then, the female ghost's long nails slashed across the wall.

A will-o'-the-wisp burst out directly from her nails.

The will-o'-the-wisps were burning on her nails, close to Song's eyes.

"Do you want to die?" The female ghost sternly said, "Shen Lang is a lucky star who came back from the dead and is my son's protector. You actually want to harm him? Seek your own death!"

The female ghost screamed, and a group of shocking will-o'-the-wisps suddenly appeared from behind, and then disappeared in an instant.

Song pissed in fright, lost her mind, and shook her head desperately.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, sister, please let me go!" Song was speechless, but still desperately said.

The female ghost said: "My son is only able to live under his protection. If you want to kill Shen Lang, you want to kill my son! In that case, I will drag you down to the eighteenth floor of hell, chop you up into eight pieces, and fry you alive .”

Song, who had just finished urinating, urinated again.

"I dare not, I dare not..."

The female ghost said: "Tonight, Tian Heng will take you to Earl Xuanwu's mansion. In front of several high officials, he will ask you to identify Shen Lang for killing your son. Do you know what you should say then? "

Song nodded desperately, and then shook her head desperately, because she really didn't know what to say to suit the wishes of this female ghost sister.

The female ghost said: "In the beginning, you agreed to whatever Tian Heng said. But when you arrived at the Earl's Mansion, in front of all the big shots, you immediately retorted that your son was kicked by your husband Song Yi because he was peeping at him." You take a bath."

"Ah..." Song was shocked.

The female ghost continued: "Then you identify Tian Heng in front of everyone, saying that she forced you to make a false accusation against Shen Lang, saying that he killed your son and let the biggest official decide for you."

Song was scared.

Tian Heng is a big murderer, if she dares to identify Tian Heng, she will be beaten to death.

The female ghost said: "Don't worry, after identifying Tian Heng, the Earl's Mansion will protect you. After Tian Heng dies, you can go home, and I will reward you with three hundred gold coins. You can use this money to remarry. You can live a life a hundred times richer than you are now."

"Really..." Song was pleasantly surprised.

A golden flame suddenly appeared from the female ghost's hand, and she threw it under Song's bed, saying: "I have already buried thirty gold coins under your bed, after you identify Tian Heng, you will Dig out another three hundred gold coins under the bed."

"Is it life or death?"

"Whether it's glory and wealth, or going to hell on the eighteenth floor, it's your choice!"

Then!

A puff of smoke rose.

The female ghost's voice disappeared without a trace.