my lover is king of hell

Shen Tuli stood quietly beside the tomb where Yan Wang's urn was placed.

After a while, he suddenly stretched out his slender fingers to gently cover the urn's lacquered red lid with carved patterns, and when he broke it hard, the sealed lid of the urn made a rattling sound.It is impossible for his Yan Wang to be turned into ashes, he really wants to see what is inside!

The staff of Wan'an Funeral Home stared at this desperate man with a lonely and sad back from afar. He even took out the walkie-talkie attached to his chest strap and held it in his hand. If Shen Tuli made any attempt to destroy the urn again, he would notify the security guard. Come and take coercive measures.

Half a second later, Shen Tuli seemed to regret his reckless behavior just now. He took a step closer to the urn, lifted it up at a slight angle, and carefully checked whether the lid of the urn was damaged by him.

After that, the dark, deep and charming eyes were as gentle as looking at the living Yan Wang. He took off his coat, wrapped it carefully, and held it in his arms with pity.

"Yan Wang, I don't think we should go back, but go to another place, where is the best place?"

When Shen Tuli passed the staff of Wan'an Funeral Home with absolutely gentle eyes, the man looked at him with suspicion and pity.

"Ah! Such a young man is going crazy!"

……

The refrigerated car borrowed by Shen Tuli was impounded, and he had no time to take care of it. He rented a car rental company with a slightly better off-road vehicle. At this moment, he had no destination. He didn't know whether his Yan Wang would like to go to the east of the vast land west side.

"How about we go to Qingdao, Shandong to see the sea?" Shen Tuli turned his head to the passenger seat and stared at Yan Wang's urn wrapped in his coat.

The car was quiet, and the box containing Yan Wang's ashes would certainly not answer Shen Tuli's question.The smile on Shen Tuli's face was a little embarrassed, and he thought about holding Yan Wang's hand and walking on the white sandy beach where the sea and sky were the same color, and he said decisively: "If you don't speak, I will treat it as your acquiescence!"

Shentu left the car and traveled day and night to Qingdao, Shandong.

Hebei Daming East

A family has a courtyard of five square meters.A burly young man with an unshaven beard was hard at work in the yard wiping the BYD car he had just bought with a yellowed white towel.

He did this job for a while, and the movement of wiping the car with his hands became slower and slower. After that, he almost stagnated, and he suddenly realized something. He threw the towel into the bucket, causing water to splash on his face. He scolded his mother and returned. The house grabbed the coat on the sofa and immediately rushed out of the courtyard and ran out of the village.

When Wang Mang ran to the entrance of the village, a police car stopped him, and he turned back to run back, but was blocked by another police car with its siren sounding.

Wang Mang stole with others last month and just bought a new car with the stolen money. The accomplice was arrested yesterday when he sold the dirty things, and he confessed this morning.

After Wang Mang was arrested, Wang Jiali looked at her seriously ill younger sister Jiayao with distress and sighed.Jiayao's face is sallow, her thin eyebrows are tangled due to illness, and her eye sockets are sunken. At 12 years old, she should be innocent and laughing freely, but she has been lying in bed for half a year, and her health has become worse recently.

"Sister, where's brother? I haven't looked at him for several days."

"Brother went to Shandong to find our parents. He meant to go to Shandong to find a job, and after that, he would bring us too." Wang Jiali had to say panic, and Xiao Jiayao couldn't be stimulated.

"Sister, I'm dying, take me to Shandong!"

"Jia Yao, you're fine, don't think about it."

After Wang Jiali said this, she went to the hospital to prescribe painkillers for Jiayao's advanced cancer.

……

Shen Tuli arrived in Qingdao, Shandong. In order to prevent tourists from seeing Yan Wang's urn, he packed it in his backpack and went to the No. [-] Bathing Beach.

Today, the clouds cover the sky, the red is extremely dazzling, the quiet blue bay, with a cool wind blowing, the sun has just risen, and the vast arc-shaped sandy beach is refreshing.

Shen Tuli breathed in the humid and salty air with sea breeze.The urn on his back seemed to be heavy, and Shen Tuli felt that he was carrying Yan Wang.If Yan Wang hadn't been crushed to death by the exhibition cabinet of the Ganfanpen Museum, Shentuli would very much like to recall the scene where Yan Wang carried him warmly on the path in the Ganfanpen forest.

"You are on my back, but I still feel sad, Yan Wang, I killed you, don't you want to be carried by me like this?!"

Shen Tuli neatly tied the hem of his white shirt into knots, took off his shoes resolutely, untied the laces of the two shoes and tied them together and hung them around his neck. Afterwards, he tied the legs of the light blue jeans up above his knees. He was barefoot Step on the fine white sand and walk slowly against the sun.

Sometimes, he would caress the backpack behind him, turn around with a smile and say something sweet to him; He used the pointed shell to draw Yan Wang and his name on the white sand, and then drew a huge heart to surround them.

Shen Tuli had been playing with his lover all day at the seaside. At this time, the night was getting dark and the waves were getting louder and louder.Shen Tuli held two cups of milk tea with different flavors, and drank slowly one cup at a time, and when there was half a cup left in both cups, he poured them into the sea together.

Cold tears slowly covered his handsome face, and the tears of Si Lian were unbearably bitter.His body was getting colder and colder, and his heart hurt more than during the day.

"Yan Wang, I miss you—, come back to me—" Shen Tuli let out a mournful and desperate roar into the dark blue deep sea.

Shentuli stood upright by the seaside like a sculpture, when the lighthouse in the distance suddenly lit up, Shentuli's eyes adapted to the darkness were shaken, he raised his left hand to cover his face, and wept bitterly.It caused the sea breeze to become colder and colder, whimpering and mourning.

With wet tears still hanging on Shentuli's face, he took the backpack off his back, hugged it, and put his head against it, his cold lips slowly imprinted, "Yan Wang, I'm sorry, I can only do this to you! "

Shen Tuli took off the coat that wrapped Yan Wang's urn, and threw it into the sea. His handsome face was wrinkled with grief, his lips were trembling, and Shen Tuli cried out in extreme pain.

Shen Tuli lowered his head and hugged Yan Wang's urn, that way he was snuggling and accompanying.

Shen Tuli said goodbye to Yan Wang for the last time.He fumbled for the sealed cover with his hands, and opened the ashes cover with a force. Holding the open box containing Yan Wang's ashes, Shen Tuli walked to the middle of the sea step by step. Splashing face forward, the wind blows, and quietly falls into the sea water.Since then, his Yan Wang has no trace in the world, and Shen Tuli feels that Xin has long since died with Yan Wang!

Shocked by Yan Wang's death, Shen Tuli was physically and mentally damaged, and he was stranded in Qingdao, Shandong.His lonely figure sometimes appears by the sea.Most of the time, the sick Shen Tuli grieved alone in a small hotel in Qingdao, Shandong.

……

Wang Jiali finally brought her long-ill sister to Qingdao, Shandong.Wang Jiali's parents called a few days ago and said they were going to work in Shenzhen.Wang Jiali begged her parents to wait a few days. She brought Jiayao to meet them. Wang Jiali's parents had a quarrel over her daughter's huge medical debt. Her mother went to Shenzhen in anger, and her father went after her mother.

Wang Jiali had no choice but to continue to use lies to maintain Xiao Jiayao's dream of family harmony.

"Let's go, my sister will take you to eat seafood!" Wang Jiali forced a smile on her dying sister.

Wang Jiayao nodded sensibly.

Wang Jiali pushed Jiayao in a wheelchair to a small seafood restaurant with a fresh seafood restaurant for dinner.

Shen Tuli sat blankly by the window.He felt that the joys and sorrows in the world had nothing to do with him, and he felt that after a piece of his heart was taken away by Yan Wang, his pain seemed to be relieved a lot.In fact, hiding pain is the most unwise choice, which will make the pain go deep into the bone marrow.

Jiayao slowly closed her eyes after eating a mouthful of shrimp. Wang Jiali was heartbroken. She covered Jiayao with her clothes and pushed her out of the seafood shop in a few steps.

On the side of the road, Wang Jiali tried to feed Jiayao with medicine, but Jiayao couldn't drink it anymore, and she was in a near-death coma.

"Master, where are you?" Wang Jiali cried and called Warlock Wu Hen.

Wu Hen heard: "You come to Dezhou, Shandong."

In a small courtyard full of waste products in Dezhou, Shandong Province, Wu Hen, the tattered king, hunched over and dug out a bottle of expired beer from the garbage.He gritted with his teeth for a long time, but his old teeth were about to collapse and he hadn't bitten off the bottle cap. He had no choice but to find a kitchen knife with a broken blade and pry off the iron bottle cap.

Shen Tuli felt a little better, so he went to the beach again, the sea was blue and endless, he didn't know which drop of sea water contained Yan Wang, he felt that the whole sea was full of Yan Wang!

Shen Tuli had stayed in Shandong for a week before, and there was a kind of big peanut in the countryside that was very crispy, Yan Wang didn't seem to have tasted it, he wanted to go there to bring some to Yan Wang.

Shen Tuli hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, but when he took a closer look at the bathroom, he was taken aback by his appearance in the mirror. Because he missed Yan Wang and didn't think about eating, his cheeks were less fleshy, and he looked much younger than when Yan Wang was A few years old.

Yan Wang is a face-saving person who pushes Shen Tuli to the front every time in public, wishing to announce to the whole world that such a handsome man belongs to Yan Wang.

Thinking of this, Shen Tuli suppressed his sadness, "Yan Wang, I will take good care of myself for you, and please take good care of yourself over there!"

……

After the tattered king Wu Hen drank the bottle of expired beer, hiccupped, lay on the tattered rocking chair, "hoo hoo", and snored a second later.

Wang Jiali carried her sister into the car and drove to Texas.

Wang Jiali parked the car in an alley, and ran towards Wu Hen's house with her unconscious sister in her arms. She tripped over a glass bottle and almost fell.She hugged her sister again, walked quickly to the wooden door covered by Wu Hen, and kicked the door open with a flying kick.

Wu Hen, who was asleep, was startled awake, saw clearly it was them, and said vaguely, "I thought the old lady at the small shop at the entrance of the village asked me for money for tobacco leaves. What's the hurry?"

"Master Jiayao is dying!"

Wu Hen raised his wrinkled old eyes, shook his head and said, "Life and death are fateful, alas—"

Wang Jiali cried and said, "The hospital also sentenced her to death, saying that there is still one month left. Look at her, woo—"

Wu Hen walked to the hut in the south room, and pushed open the dark wooden door. There was a niche on the east wall, and he didn't know what was inside. He took out a pack of paper bags and weighed them in his hand.After that, he clenched his other hand into a fist and pounded his hunchback repeatedly. He walked out of the room and looked at the two sisters. "This is herbal medicine, and I don't know if it will work or not."

Wang Jiali stretched out her hands in front of him just like she was taking life-saving medicine.

The "Bada" paper-wrapped medicine was thrown into Wang Jiali's palm.

Three days later, in Wu Hen's small courtyard, it was heard that a woman was yelling and crying, and Wang Jiayao passed away unfortunately last night.

Shen Tuli was sitting in a small courtyard nearby, peeling Shandong big peanuts one by one in a basket. His white and slender fingers were very dexterous, and the red clothes of the big peanuts were all intact. He himself likes to eat peanuts with red clothes. Yan Wang would also like it.

Shen Tuli was unmoved when he heard the howling. People die every day in this world. No one knows whether the dead will suffer or not, and no one knows whether the living will suffer. Every emotion is hidden deep in people's hearts. Sometimes the false sadness is also very touching.

Shen Tuli peeled peanuts in the morning and went to the village handicraft workshop to observe and learn in the afternoon. He found that the masters here could make pure handmade peanut sugar cubes.

"It's done! Cut it into small pieces and wrap it in sugar paper. This kind of candy can be stored for a year." Shen Tuli personally made a large piece of handmade peanut candy in the handicraft workshop, and his sad face fainted for many days. A smile appeared.

"Yan Wang, have you seen it? I am so capable, you can eat peanut candy with me!" Shen Tuli pinched a piece of white sugar cube with two fingers, and held it up to the sun. enchanting.

Shen Tuli wrapped all the peanut sugar cubes in sugar paper, and the clerk handed over a transparent plastic bag. Shen Tuli packed the sugar cubes and placed them at the entrance of the vacuum packaging machine. The air in the bag was sucked away and the mouth was sealed.

In the evening, Shen Tuli, who was tired all day, went to bed early.After tossing and turning for many days, he fell asleep peacefully tonight. Next to his pillow was only a small portion of peanut candy left for Yan Wang and most of it for himself.

Every time Shentuli deliberately withholds snacks for Yan Wang, Yan Wang will show all kinds of grievances when he finds out, Shentuli always finds it funny, and calls him a foodie in front of Huo Dong.

In the middle of the night, there was the sound of pattering rain in the small courtyard. After Shen Tuli woke up, he opened the window and looked.Noticing that it wasn't raining, Shen Tuli closed the window, and then lay down. It was difficult for him to fall asleep when he fell asleep alone.He quietly listened to the sound of falling leaves outside the window.

No, someone is talking?It wasn't that he was talking like he was muttering something, the voice frequency was very special, which disturbed Shen Tuli a little.

Shen Tuli put on his clothes, opened the door with tiptoe steps, and went to the courtyard to look for the source of the sound.

The frequency of the human voice is getting faster and faster, and most people can't imitate it. The buzzing sound comes from the courtyard next door. What can they do so late?

Shen Tuli came to the courtyard wall, there was a wooden ladder inside the wall, he stepped on the third step, and looked at the courtyard, he was stunned.

I saw a little girl who was already stiff lying on a table covered with a black tablecloth inlaid with gold rims in the courtyard, and an old man who kept mumbling a strange frequency voice, with his eyes closed and shaking a wooden bell, he was performing a spell ,... the process is very slow...

Shen Tuli recognized the woman standing beside her with folded hands, the gangster woman with slight freckles who was intercepted by her when he tried to bypass the checkpoint.Next to her were a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman in plain clothes.

Suddenly, the old man who performed the technique yelled, and the little girl was suspended on the table. Then, her body regained its softness, her chapped dark purple lips opened slightly, as if breathing out, her chest floated slightly,...

"Great - Niuzi is alive!"

"Jia Yao, look at Dad,..."

"Yaoyao, sister is here."

The family rushed over and hugged the little girl tightly. The old man who performed the surgery was discouraged and fell to the ground, and the little girl also fell on the table.

Shen Tuli felt dizzy for a while, and an invisible force flowed from his heart.

Wu Hen watched a meager power slowly flow into the little girl's body, he was a little surprised, what kind of power is that?He just used the mysterious Han Dynasty spirit summoning technique just now, he is not good at learning art, so he can only let Jiayao live for another seven days.

When Shen Tuli climbed down the ladder, he recalled that he had seen the cloth on the table in a private collection. It was not an ordinary thing, it was a Han Dynasty spirit-calling banner, and what the old man performed was the long-lost spirit-calling technique of the Han Dynasty. !