After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

"Tou Qi... I'll sweep your grave."

The cemetery was dead silent, and ghosts could occasionally be seen floating over, probably because they hadn't recovered in time.

Yan Zen placed a bouquet of Bianhua flowers in front of the tombstone in front of her, looking at the word "He Yu" on it, a little dazed.

It has been decades since he first met He Yu. A person's life is either long or short, and it is naturally too short for King Yan.

He grew old with He Yu all the way, obviously already long enough, but greedily added several life spans to He Yu.Maybe it's because of a different husband, who has always acted like a child.

He remembered that he held He Yu's hand and watched him close his eyes peacefully a week ago. At the same time, Yan Zen also removed his wrinkled appearance, allowing his body to return to his youthful appearance.

Then in a blink of an eye, there is only a cold tombstone left in the world.

On the other hand, He Yu had no regrets in his whole life, and he hardly experienced the separation and reunion of other lovers. His whole life was a double harvest of career and love, and he was still remembered by the whole network after his death.

It must be said that there is a pity that I did not wait for the day of the little red book in China.Although the acceptance rate is already very high, the times have changed, and most of the "older generation" now can watch same-sex couples fall in love.

But the culture of thousands of years does not mean that it can be changed if it is changed, and those old people who can accept other people's love affairs may not be able to accept their children to do so.

Yan Zen thought it might be decades, but it was not realistic to extend He Yu's lifespan. He really couldn't bear to see that wrinkled face again.

Not to mention, even if he knew the days to come, the moment the other party's heartbeat stopped, he would still suffer from dyspnea, and then quietly shed tears.

The grief was about to end. The dramatist Yan Wangye stopped performing and changed into the light ancient costume he wore when he was working in the underworld. With a flick of his sleeve, he disappeared from the entire world.

It directly changed to the Palace of the King of Hades who hadn't returned for many years.

Looking forward from the dragon chair beside him and the work table, the entrance is a long corridor, covered with alternating golden and red carpets, leading directly to him, and there are several finely carved black beads beside him. There was a terrifying light under the dark red light.

If you really go back to the King of Hades and summarize the gains from this trip, you will probably be more humane, and you will no longer follow the strict rules, and then watch the begging people being dragged down with a blank face.

When he came back, he was greeted only by Hei Wuchang who had been in trouble several times in the past few decades. He bowed lightly and said to Yan Zen: "Master He is waiting for you on the mountain."

"Understood." Yan Zen searched for a while beside his seat. All the things were still there. Because there was no dust after regular cleaning, he walked out of the palace of the king of hell with peace of mind. "Coax my wife, I told you before Remember to deal with it properly." After speaking, he slipped away without a trace.

There are various official positions in the underworld, and naturally there are also various ghosts and towns similar to the human world. Yan Zen walks through the busy city where ghosts come and go, attracting many eyes.

In the week since He Yu came here, the story of Lord Yan's deeds has spread all over the country.

From the very beginning, it was only said that there was a ghost who died after he went to the palace of Hades and did not come out. Afterwards, the more he said it, the more appropriate it became. Back to his lover.

There are even children.

One day before, He Yu floated out from the Palace of the King of Hades, and then rumors detailed that the King of Hades married a beautiful man. Those years in the world were not enough, so he brought him back to raise him.

The current King of Hades would still stop at the market when he passed by, awkwardly helping the ghost who wanted to salute him when he saw him, and then buy something he thought the little guy would like to eat.

The ghosts finally discovered that their King of Hades had long learned to put away his sharp edge and show his gentle side to the public. The market was bustling with activity, and some ghosts even enthusiastically promoted the delicacies from their stalls: "Lord Hades, look at this , my sister-in-law must love it!"

Yan Zen couldn't resist such words, especially the title, when he went to the mountain that Hei Wuchang mentioned, he was already holding a lot of food.

As for the mountain, it can be regarded as a promise between him and He Yu.He Yu once told him that he wanted to see the flowers of the other side, but he didn't respond at that time, but he started preparations when the little guy was dying, and he succeeded in catching up.

In terms of directions, the mountain is behind the Palace of the King of Hades, and it takes a lot of detours. He could have transformed himself, but it would be nice to bring some food along the way.

Now it is impossible for him to change back to the self that was inaccessible to both humans and ghosts nearly a hundred years ago.

The fragrance of flowers on the other shore is approaching, the mountain is not high, there is a gentle path leading to the top of the mountain, and a ghost sitting there waiting can be seen from a distance.

A gust of wind blew over, and the hair swayed with it, a kind of leisurely beauty, with a bit of temptation.

Yan Wang happily climbed up, and when he walked behind the ghost, he saw him turn his head: "Yan Wang is finally here?"

At the same time, He Yu leaned his whole body on Yan Zen's thigh, and the soft fabric of the ancient costume felt very comfortable.

"Can't I deal with your funeral? The funeral and the cemetery will be settled in a week." Yan Zen patted his head to coax him. He Yu had returned to his prime, looking very young.

"I can see it," He Yu touched his hand twice, "I was sitting on the mountain, and a bouquet of flowers appeared out of thin air in my hand." The Bianhua flowers in his hand were no different from those he saw, but he always felt that, The former seems a little brighter, a little more fragrant and a little more precious.

Yan Zen was amused by her behavior just now and He Yu's complaints, and sat cross-legged next to He Yu, enjoying the beautiful scenery together.

"The way you looked just now, I almost thought I was going to hear you cry." He Yu continued to tease, leaning on Yan Zen and poking his face, um, it was the first Q bomb.

Yan Zen made a soft "cut", and the two were quiet for a few seconds. He Yu stretched his waist and said, "You two ghost sons and that white dumpling went to collect ghosts."

Yan Zen roughly understood that the dumpling He Yu was talking about should be Bai Wuchang.

As for the matter of his two sons, until He Yu's death, they were already about the same mind as ordinary adults, and they looked about the same, one mouthful of He's father, Yan's father, and accompanied He Yu for a walk around the underworld. Find something for them to do, just ask Bai Wuchang.

"I asked that before...whether Bai Wuchang can become a dumpling, and he said yes, so he changed, and it feels good." He Yu said very seriously, becoming like a scholar in the weird place.

Yan Zen finally understood, whether it was him or Impermanence in black and white, things that seemed extremely fierce and difficult to get close to were all caught by He Yu.

Even now, He Yu can happily talk to him about the comparison of the three touches, and then throws himself on Yan Zeng and says, "You are the most comfortable".

For a moment, Yan Zen actually felt a sense of accomplishment, she nodded her face as if she was cute, and belatedly stuffed all the snacks and other things she bought to He Yu.

He Yu's eyes widened for a while, carefully recalling what other ghosts had said about Hades when he was shopping, and deeply suspected that there was a fake in front of him.

But he was gagged by the snacks, he didn't care about so much for a while, and was enjoying himself, Yan Zhen suddenly rubbed his hands and asked: "That matter is black and white...Did Tuanzi tell you?"

He Yu stuffed a mouthful of snacks into his mouth, stared at Yan Zen and blinked, then nodded with wrinkled eyebrows.

Yan Zen let out a long "hmm—"

Although it is true that King Hades has the highest authority in the underworld, it is inevitable that ghosts with high official positions will come to him, telling him that it is not worth breaking the rules for such a person, and frantically imagining what will happen to him such consequences.

It's almost the same as living as a human being.

Well, then re-enact the previous events and tell all the ghosts in the underworld that he must be He Yu.

So, get married again, just tomorrow.

This time, I used the ancient method, which was the one that Yan Zen had thought about countless times at the beginning.

He Yu happily ate something to look at the scenery, and rubbed his cheek on Yan Zen's chest twice: "I've been married three times in my life, do you envy me?"

Yan Zen followed him to answer the conversation: "I have been married three times, are you envious?"

He Yu was amused by him and said with a smile, "I'm so envious."

On the day Lord Yan came to the underworld, He Yu forced him to change into the orthodox Hades costume, and then studied it all over his body, mainly based on his only memory to compare the difference between the real clothes and those in the TV series back then.

Mianguan was a little pitiful, and He Yu touched it all over, up, down, left, and right.

Then He Yu watched Yan Zen continue the work he had stopped a hundred years ago, sitting on a chair to work, he jumped up and down softly, feeling that Lord Yan had the feeling that he was handling company documents when he was alive.

After the day's work is over, the dormitory is behind the Palace of the King of Hell, a magnificent place where He Yu wandered around for a week before.

The next day, the streets of Jifu beat gongs and drums.

In fact, the level of science and technology in the underworld is similar to that in the human world, but some old customs have been preserved.

He Yu vaguely remembered that he didn't sleep well yesterday, and he got used to the bed for a week, but he never thought that a ghost official would come to find Lord Hades in the middle of the night.

Yan Zen also fell asleep at that time, got up in a daze for a long time, and heard the ghost running over say "Think twice" no less than five times, and babbled a lot.

He thought to himself that when he was alive, his manager hadn't tried to persuade him like this, how could he be persuaded by people who didn't like to listen to him with such a high status after death.

Three ghosts came here in one night, and Yan Zen became more and more angry each time, and had to coax He Yu to sleep again three times, while insisting that the marriage was settled.

Thinking of this, He Yu laughed out loud on the sedan chair.

Yes...the kind of bridal sedan chair carried by eight people.

This time he was wearing a girl's traditional wedding dress, and I have to say that he didn't feel out of place in it, the phoenix crown and Xiapei were bright red.

Rouge was applied to the lips under the red hijab, the fair skin was slightly swollen, and even the roots of the ears were hot.

The bridal sedan chair was a bit bumpy, the sound of firecrackers on the road kept going, and the cheers of the people were often heard in my ears.

He Yu was carried to the gate of the King of Hell's Hall, and the ghost of Black and White Wuchang helped He Yu down. The little guy with the hijab on his head rushed faster than anyone else, and crossed the threshold by memory, regardless of what was ahead, and walked in a hurry.

Finally, when they were about to reach the place, they were stopped by Yan Zhen who had a red ball on his chest, and when he adjusted his position, the noise around him stopped, and a ghost stood in front of them.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

"Second worship high hall-"

"Husband and wife greet each other—"

The voice was loud, and the two happily bowed three times.

At the banquet, everyone celebrated happily. The few who came to persuade yesterday were crazily drunk by Lord Yan.

"Newly married or something, old couples and old wives." Yan Zen replied with a smile.

As for whether it is good or bad for King Yan to become emotional, it is still open to debate, anyway, He Yu is quite happy.

The two returned to the dormitory, He Yu was sitting by the bed, Yan Zen was stunned, stepped forward and lifted He Yu's hijab, the little guy was smiling from ear to ear as if a switch had been turned on.

Then he held back a bit, lowered his voice and said, "Enter the bridal chamber—"

(End of the book)

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