When he was dying, he took her hand: "I'm leaving, what can you do, who will take care of you?"

She rolled her eyes impatiently: "I'm a demon, where do I need others to take care of me?"

He was still not at ease: "We have a covenant for life and life, and if I forget you, will I not become a person who has turned my back on you?"

She couldn't stand it: "Don't worry, I will definitely go to the underworld to watch you reincarnate." Then, torture the young you fiercely, haha, someone sinisterly laughed in the belly.

"But that person is not me. Finally, with a long regret and a deep sigh, he left the west.

Yes, she is a real demon, with a life several times or even dozens of times longer than that of humans, where will she understand the unwillingness left by his short life?

This scene appeared again and again in the memories of Hasty, and Lu Mi, as a bystander, could feel the helplessness and unwillingness to part with life and death, but the person concerned seemed to be more impatient with him.

Could it be that this man is the husband he is looking for?

It's just that when the man still had a breath to hang, he didn't show the slightest reluctance, and after he swallowed that breath, he sat on the ground next to the bed and cried like a tearful man, unable to help himself.

About these men and women, love and love things, Lu Qiqi can't understand. She just thought it was a bit silly, and he should tell him if she didn't want to. What's the use of a person hiding and crying, didn't you see that person walking so reluctantly?

Liu Junhua is Caocao's life-saving benefactor, saving the exhausted Caocao who fled for his life from the tiger's mouth. So, like the rescued beauty in the folk tale, he chose to make a promise.

The two have a deep relationship, and after marriage, they are also Qin Se and Ming. It's a pity that Liu Junhua is just a mortal after all, his life is limited, and no matter how loving he is, there will be a day when his loving days will end.

Cao Cao was not born noble, but he was a good demon who spoke of credit. Liu Junhua was the first to save her life, and the husband and wife were behind, and the little wish he had before he died had to be fulfilled for him no matter what.

"Because of the past life, in this life, drink a bowl of my soup, and everything will be dispersed with the wind. However, on the bridge, a woman was full of white hair, wrapped in black, with empty sleeves, with gusts of wind, black gauze covered her face, revealing only a pair of eyes that saw through the vicissitudes of time and washed away the red dust and filth.

The ghosts in the queue unconsciously took the black, shiny bowl in her hand and drank it down with the hot air. Meng Po said that this soup should be drunk hot, and the hotter it is, the more obvious the effect. However, too many ghosts still carry the regrets of the world, and the heat always slowly cools down in a tangled thought, so many obsessive souls will be born.

It is against the rules of heaven to keep the memories of the past life, even if you don't drink the Meng Po soup, you will suffer from the sharp blade of the wind in the path of reincarnation, and if the obsession of the soul is not strong enough, the soul will be scattered and destroyed.

Hastily used his half-life cultivation to exchange for a reincarnation pill from Meng Po, and the weak one was almost beaten back to his original form. But she didn't regret it, she injected the memories of Liu Junhua's life into the reincarnation pill, and stayed at the other end of the Nai He Bridge, looking forward to it every day.

"This life is the end of this life, if he is unwilling in the next life, how much cultivation do you have?" Meng Po's beautiful eyes were full of disapproval.

I feel that it doesn't matter, and if I don't have it, I can repair it again. And if he really drank Meng Po soup and was reincarnated, then it was really no longer him.

Fox Ji said that she was in a love barrier, and she didn't know what an emotional barrier was, but she understood that if Liu Junhua in this life was gone, he would really disappear.

How boring is the demon life without Junhua, no one will trick her when she is unhappy, no one will teach her to play the piano and paint, and no one will fill her long years with endless nagging.

The underworld is so dark that it does not see the light of day all year round, and only the Sansheng Stone standing on the bank of the Lechuan River emits a shallow glow. The ghost who led the way told Caocao that this little bit of fluorescence was made of the tears of the infatuated people in the world, and it was said that it could make the lover of this life see everything that had happened.

Whether this rumor is true or not, she is not clear, but she knows very well that if there is no stone, the underworld will be really dark, and she will not be able to see her fingers.

There is no day and night cycle in the underworld, only the miserable red flowers on the side of the road in Huangquan bloom season after season. Countless geyers glared past her with hollow gray eyes, and disappeared at the end of the road with the ghost. Year after year, I never saw the figure engraved in my heart.

Time is on the grass, just like the green leaves of the flowers on the other side, and the lonely growth is prolonged.

When I was bored, I liked to watch Meng Po mash the flower stems of the flowers on the other side with a pestle, add the water in the Lethe River, boil it slowly with Samadhi real fire, and then sprinkle some strange powder after the soup is boiling, and a pot of fresh Meng Po soup is fragrant in the underworld.

"You've been waiting here for hundreds of years, why don't you go outside to look for it, maybe he never left. Meng Po helplessly persuaded her, but there was a demon standing next to the bridge, or a grass demon rooted in the earth, a station is hundreds of years, if she doesn't go out, when her body gets used to the environment of the underworld, and drinks enough yellow spring water, she will completely become a demon of the underworld, and she will never get out again.

Cao Cao understood Meng Po's kindness, and also knew that there was a kind of ghost in this world, who had a strong obsession before his death, and his soul did not disperse after death, and he refused to report to the underworld for a long time, turning into a wisp of ghost floating in the gap of the Three Realms to survive, becoming a lonely ghost commonly known as a lonely ghost.

However, he knew Junhua hastily, and a person as proud as him gritted his teeth and said nothing even if he was tortured inhumanly by the faint king. Even if there are unfinished thoughts in this life, I am afraid that I will not allow myself to be no one, and I will hide in a dark corner to survive.

In the end, Cao Cao still went to King Qin Guang to cancel her name, and she had to accept the reality that Liu Junhua really did not report to the underworld. When his body disappeared from the world, his soul was gone.

There is no sun and moon in the underworld, but the world is changing stars, several springs and autumns. Standing hastily in front of a large mansion with a high courtyard wall, he hesitated, and walked back and forth for I don't know how many times.

"Girl, are you looking for someone?" The little man guarding the door was very curious when he saw such a little girl standing in front of the door for several hours, without speaking or making any other movements.

Hastily hesitated: "Little brother, may I ask if this is Liufu?"

She clearly remembered that their home was white walls and black tiles, and there was a golden dragon coiled on the vermilion gate.

In the front and back of the house, there are peach trees planted in the spring, in the summer, you can pick a basket of fresh peaches with thin skins and juicy skins, in the autumn, you can sweep the fallen leaves into a pile and dig a few holes at the foot of the trees and bury them, and in the winter, you can use colored silk to twist out a variety of flowers and hang them on the bare branches, and you can enjoy the wonders of flowers in the snow every time there is heavy snow.

Where is the wide avenue that extends in all directions now, although it is not full of traffic, but it is also a crowd of people. The house in front of me is very tight, especially a pair of stone lions on both sides, with their mouths slightly open, their eyes blazing, and a posture that no one should approach. There were only two or three little guys standing in the doorway, playing and chatting.

"My lord's surname is Zeng, how can it be Liufu, girl, are you mistaken?" the little guy grinned and smiled innocently, and the two white front teeth flashed in the sun, which was particularly dazzling.