Living Again

By Tram Doan

Finally, I was reborn as a stone under the lion statue in front of the Nine Kings Palace gate. The rock turned pink overnight, so strange that the housekeeper of the Nine Kings Palace immediately invited a Taoist priest to perform the spell, saying he wanted to see if this was a bad omen or a good omen. The Taoist could not see anything. But I discovered that after the Taoist left, I could turn into human form at night, but only during the day could I turn back into stone......

• Language: English
• Publisher: Publishdrive
• Release date: May 28, 2024

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LIVING AGAIN

TRAM DOAN

Table of Contents

CHAPTER 1: The King of Hell suddenly realized.

CHAPTER 2: I immediately cringed.

CHAPTER 3: Princess, spare your life!

CHAPTER 4: Even though my mouth scolded him.

CHAPTER 5: The Taoist said that on the night of the birthday celebration.

CHAPTER 1: The King of Hell suddenly realized.

After dying and being reincarnated, the King of Hell said that in my next life I would be a rock.

My eyes almost popped out:

- But I'm a girl! How can a girl be reincarnated as a rock?

The King of Hell suddenly realized:

- Then it's a pink rock.

Ta: ???

Is this a color problem?!

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Finally, I reincarnated as a stone under the lion statue in front of the gate of the Nine Kings Palace.

The rock turned pink in just one night, it was so strange, the housekeeper of the Nine Kings Palace immediately invited a Taoist to perform the magic, saying he wanted to see if this was evil or a good omen. The Taoist could not see anything.

But I discovered that after the Taoist left, I could transform into human form at night, but only during the day could I turn back into a rock.

Tonight the Nine Kings Palace held a party, there were many distinguished guests, I quietly stole many delicious dishes from the banquet table without anyone noticing.

I hid behind a fake mountain while eating and crying... Damn, it's real!

Hiuhiu, being human is still the best!

- Who is there?

Suddenly, a drunken voice rang out behind me, making me jump in fear. With my mouth still stuffed with half a hoof, I stiffly turned my head to look.

The owner of that voice had a golden crown on his head and a face like a bright moon. The candles in the hallway shined in, making his face radiate a gentle light, like an angel descending to earth.

I was stunned for a moment. I was about to open my mouth, but my throat was blocked by a hoof. I choked so much that my cheeks turned red.

He raised his eyebrows, handed over the bottle of wine in his hand, and I took a few strong sips before clearing my throat.

- Who are you? - He used a folding fan to lift my