When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

"A man needs to be able to bend and stretch, brother Zijun, in order to solve the case, you have to sacrifice a little bit." Hua Tian begged.

Lan Zijun looked at the dark dog hole, his face darkened a long time ago, pointing at the flower field, he was so angry that he couldn't speak: "You..."

"I know it's hard for you, I promise, I won't say anything." Hua Tian tightly grasped the finger that Lan Zijun pointed at him, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"You..." Lan Zijun broke free from Huatian's shackles, and pointed to the dog hole again.

"Brother Zijun, Yingying is better than my younger sister. I can't leave her alone. You can pity my family Yingying." Huatian's voice was crying, and a few tears were barely shed.

Lan Zijun changed his tone, and said: "I want to say yes, you go in first, and I will follow you."

Huatian didn't expect to persuade Lan Zijun so easily, and looked at him very moved.

Lan Zijun was embarrassed to show him, grabbed the Buddhist altar in Huatian's hand, and pushed him to the dog cave: "Go quickly."

Hanada nodded movedly, took a deep breath, and rushed in.

It was a bit difficult to squeeze in half, and couldn't get in half a minute, Huatian hurriedly called out to Lan Zijun outside: "Brother Zijun, help me."

Lan Zijun rushed over after hearing the sound, aimed at Huatian's buttocks, and kicked hard,

"Oh hello!" Finally squeezed into Liu's mansion, Hua Tian couldn't help but wailed, worried about how Lan Zijun would come in with the jar in his arms, "Brother Zijun, hand me the jar first."

"Brother Zijun, brother Zijun..." After shouting for a long time, there was no response from outside the wall.

Maybe it’s because it’s too difficult to get into the hole, so let’s go, Hua Tian is circling in a hurry inside the wall, let him go out now, he has to go through the dog hole again, if he gets stuck this time, not only will he not be able to see Liu Yingying, but he might not be able to see him anymore. Fold here.

Hey, Lan Zijun, what are you doing?

Lan Zijun really felt that it was too difficult to enter the cave, but he did not leave. He made a talisman and stuck it on his body. After chanting a mantra, smoke started to rise from the soles of his feet. After a while, his body turned into light smoke and he climbed over the wall. , regaining human form under Hanada's inconceivable demeanor.

After a long time, Huatian asked worriedly: "Brother Zijun, how can you use your power without fear of being punished by heaven?"

"Bah, bah, shut your crow's mouth." Lan Zijun frowned again.

"I'm not Dahei, I don't have a crow's mouth." Huatian half-jokingly said.

"I just turned into smoke and was blown here by the wind, and I didn't break into the house." Lan Zijun was confident.

"Then why don't you change me too?" Huatian was dissatisfied, and he finally understood.Lan Zijun never thought about climbing a dog hole when he was a freshman.

Lan Zijun ignored the flower field a long time ago, and walked a few meters away with the pot in his arms.

Liu Yingying is important, Huatian pouted and followed.

"Is it here?" Lan Zijun asked Huatian uncertainly, because Liu Yingying's bedroom had been covered with black cloth, and the outside was sealed with wooden strips, densely packed with charms all over the wall, just like a funeral Room.

"Old man Liu is too hateful, isn't this directly locking Yingying's lifeline? Even a strong person can't survive here, let alone Yingying." Huatian angrily tore off the charm.

"Don't tear it up, go in and have a look." Lan Zijun urged Huatian.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Liu Ying hanging on the side of the bed like a gossamer, without any trace of popularity.

"Yingying, Yingying..." Jia Lan felt something in the clay jar, and became restless, constantly hitting the lid of the jar.

Hua Tian and Lan Zijun rushed to the bed, Liu Yingying's soul had already started to scatter, and her body twitched in pain.

"Not good! Her soul is peeling off her body." Lan Zijun took out a charm, picked up the knife on the table, scratched it on Huatian's finger, squeezed out blood and started to draw the charm. When it was done, stick it on Liu Yingying On the forehead, this calmed down the soul that was about to be separated.

Lan Zijun moved so fast that Huatian was stunned for a long time before he realized it, and shouted: "Brother Zijun, it hurts to death, you cut my finger too easily."

"What? This is your old friend, do you still want to spill my blood?" Lan Zijun was still taking care of Liu Yingying's body, and replied without raising her head.

"Shh, don't talk nonsense." Hua Tian looked at the altar, then at Liu Yingying, and whispered.

Hua Daqingzhong finally recognizes his position in this relationship, and he is a cannon fodder.

"This spell won't last long, so tell her if you have anything to say." Lan Zijun nodded Liu Yingying's forehead, muttering the word "wake up", and the sleepy Liu Yingying opened her eyes.

Before she could say anything, Liu Yingying's big teardrops had already fallen, as if a lifetime had passed, she called out hoarsely: "Brother Hua."

With just this call of Brother Hua, it is worthwhile for Huatian to do anything.

Looking uncomfortable, Hanada turned his back and secretly wiped away tears.

"I brought him." Wiping away tears, with red and swollen eyes, Hua Tian handed the pot to Liu Yingying.

Liu Yingying opened the altar with trembling hands, and Jialan rushed out impatiently.

"Yingying!" Jia Lan stretched out her hand to hug Liu Yingying, but she couldn't touch her anyway.

"What's going on?" Jia Lan and Liu Yingying looked at Huatian together.

Hua Tian looked at Lan Zijun again, and Lan Zijun explained: "Jialan is the soul, and Liu Yingying is the body, and the two naturally cannot touch."

"Is it only after I die?" Liu Yingying asked.

Lan Zijun looked at the flower field, his face showed embarrassment, and he said nothing.

"Brother Zijun, just say what you want." Huatian had a bad premonition.

"The Buddha did not reverse Liu Yingying's case. Liu Yingying is still a guilty body, and she will be punished after death." Every word turned into a sharp sword and stabbed at Huatian.

After tossing about the case for so long, what Huatian wanted was to keep Liu Yingying alive, but all the hard work was in vain because of one thought of Tathagata: "I'll go to him to settle the score."

"It's too late." Lan Zijun looked at Liu Yingying, her soul had already started to fly away.

Even if Huatian is really going to settle accounts, Lan Zijun will do everything possible to stop him, Huatian should not have anything to do, this is one of his tasks.

Liu Yingying didn't know what Tathagata was, but she understood the fate of the soul flying away, and she didn't have any nostalgia or reluctance for the world. She was relieved, stepped forward and took Huatian's arm: "Brother Hua, I have no regrets, really."

It is often the people who stay in the world who suffer the most, and spend the rest of their lives with the memories of their old friends.Huatian clenched Liu Yingying's hand tightly and refused to let go, watching his dear one die in front of him, the sense of exhaustion that he wanted to keep but was powerless made him annoyed.

Looking at each other for a short time, Huatian and Liu Yingying seemed to have chatted about the childhood fun of the first half of their lives, and they seemed to have fantasized about the second half of their lives. In the exchange of eyes, everything became clear, Huatian let go of his hand, and his expression became much calmer .

Liu Yingying looked at Jia Lan and nodded to him: "Wait for me a little longer."

Jia Lan responded with a slight smile.

Tightly embraced Huatian, wanting to end all attachments here: "Brother Hua, thank you."

Hanada finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.

"Is it worth it?" Rubbing Liu Yingying's head, he really wanted to just rub her into his body and pack it up to take her back to the underworld.

"It's worth it." Liu Yingying smiled brightly with determination in her eyes.

Lan Zijun was at the side, arms folded, watching the good show. He was waiting for the end of the play.

But then, everything the three tacitly did exceeded his imagination.

Unable to react from Lan Zijun, Liu Yingying tore off the talisman, ending her own life early, and her weak soul flew into the air, and at the moment before it dissipated, Jia Lan finally hugged Liu Yingying.

In the embrace of her lover, Liu Yingying's soul was scattered, and in Lan Zijun's life and death book, Liu Yingying's name disappeared completely, and there was no such person in the world.

Jia Lan touched Liu Yingying, who only had a loose soul, but still had a trace of warmth, and laughed.

"Please." Jia Lan bowed to the flower field and entered the altar.

Seeing Huatian raised the Buddhist altar, Lan Zijun who was on the side finally reacted, stepped forward and grabbed Huatian's wrist to stop him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Do you think the Buddha will make mistakes?" Huatian said without thinking, looking at Lan Zijun with firm eyes.

"What?" The flower field at this moment is both familiar and unfamiliar to Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun let go of his hand, he understood the purpose of the three: to embarrass the Buddha, but he only guessed half right, the one he loved died in the world, and the other half didn't want to live.

Huatian raised the altar above his head and fell hard on the ground. The light in the pot gradually became weaker and finally disappeared in the wind.

"It's so cool, it's so cool." Huatian rubbed his eyes, a teardrop was still dry, after thinking about it, he gave up rubbing away the tear, as if the existence of this tear could prove what happened just now.

"Let's go, let's pay off the debt." Huatian resumed the past.

This time, Lan Zijun doesn't understand Huatian anymore.

Not long after, the two came to Xitian again. This time, Huatian had a completely different mood and no awe.

"Buddha, I didn't eat yesterday. I was so hungry that I accidentally broke the altar." Huatian pretended to be anxious, took out a tattered pot from his arms, and said, "But it doesn't matter, you see, I have Glue it on."

The Buddha was not angry either, and approached the flower field from the futon with a smile. Lan Zijun clenched his fists nervously, ready to fight at any time.

Huatian knelt on the ground, although he nodded and lowered his eyebrows, but it made people see the arrogance in it.

"It's just a jar. I'll trouble Lord Yama to repair it himself." Tathagata picked up the Buddhist altar in front of Huatian, turned and returned to the futon.

Lan Zijun breathed a sigh of relief, let's end like this.

Before leaving, Tathagata stopped the two of them suddenly, and left a sentence: "Master Hua, our days will be long."

Not knowing what it meant, Hanada just nodded and backed out.

"It's finally over." Huatian stretched his waist and threw himself on the back of the black crow, "Brother Zijun, I'm so tired, I'll sleep for a while."

Just now he was still in high spirits, but the proud Huatian relaxed, with a look of exhaustion on his face, he soon fell asleep.

Lan Zijun took the flower field and flew back to the underworld in a black crow.