When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Xi Mei put the package on the table, poured herself a cup of tea, and poured another cup for Lan Zijun, motioning for him to sit down, just happened to have something to ask him.

Sitting next to Xi Mei, Lan Zijun's mind was running fast, thinking about how to mediate with Xi Mei later.

Xi Mei is a smart person, Lan Zijun should be careful.

"Where did Jianjian go?" Xi Mei asked straight to the point without turning a corner.

"He..." Lan Zijun was at a loss for words for a moment, then paused for a while and said, "He is waiting for the flower field."

"Really?" Xi Mei was suspicious, and continued to ask, "Why did Huatian go crazy, and why did Tathagata let me guard Huatian?"

Why is it that he looks very similar to Jian Jian?

As we all know, Xi Mei knew it after she went out, and Lan Zijun couldn't hide it, so she said truthfully: "Jianjian exchanged his life for Huatian's life, and then Huatian..."

Xi Mei knew about Lan Zijun.

"The Tathagata made the condition of longevity, let me guard the flower field here for a few years." Jian Jian also said completely.

Lan Zijun also guessed.

"Okay." Xi Mei stood up after drinking the last sip of tea, "Everything is clear, I have to go."

"But the flower field..." Lan Zijun pointed to the direction where the flower field disappeared, where is he?

"Where there are chickens, there are him." With the influence of Huatian, Xi Mei will never raise chickens again.

He patted Lan Zijun on the shoulder and handed over the heavy responsibility to him.

After finishing speaking, Xi Mei walked out of the bamboo forest without looking back.

He belongs to this world, and he should return to this world, like a dandelion that wanders without a place to live, sowing seeds at any time and drifting away at any time.

"Cuckoo..." There was a rooster crowing not far away, after searching for the noise, Lan Zijun really found the flower field.

"Flower Field." Calling the long-lost name, Lan Zijun felt very cordial.

Lan Zijun, who has been indifferent from beginning to end, is looking forward to the reunion wholeheartedly.

Lan Zijun has never enjoyed this kind of taste, and he is deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

Before Hanada could respond, several roosters flew over Lan Zijun's head.

Lan Zijun squatted down, afraid that the chicken feathers would stain his robe.

Then it was Huatian's huge body that jumped up, and Huatian bumped straight into Lan Zijun who was squatting on the ground without any defense.

The two lay down on the ground together.

Looking at the high sky, a few white clouds drifted past, occasionally blocking the sun, and the sun flickered.

Lan Zijun grinned, and then laughed out loud.

Hua Tian followed Lan Zijun and laughed.

The laughter startled the chickens in the forest, poked their heads out, and looked at the two.

Another crazy one.

"Come back with me." After laughing, Lan Zijun said to Huatian.

Hanada remained silent, the corners of her mouth gradually softened, and her smile disappeared.

Seeing Huatian was silent, Lan Zijun continued to persuade: "Jianjian is waiting for you."

Mentioning Jianjian, Hanada's body visibly trembled, stood up from the ground, and strode away.

Lan Zijun watched Huatian get up and leave in puzzlement, and followed.

"Huatian, where are you going?" Lan Zijun shouted after Huatian.

Huatian walked into the house quickly, and searched for it. Lan Zijun stood aside and looked at Huatian.

After rummaging in the closet for a while, Hanada took out a package from under a dozen socks.

Hanada holds the wrap upright and grows to the waist.

"This is..." Lan Zijun fell silent as he was about to speak out.

The cloth strips were scattered, the dim blade emitted a faint light, and a layer of black mist quickly enveloped it.

The spirit guard sword was shaking joyfully like a prisoner who had just been released from prison.

Holding the sword in his hand, Hanada smoothed his messy hair and strode out.

Seeing the Shouling Sword, Lan Zijun was terrified, the root of the past was cut off by this ghost.

"What are you going to do? Calm down!" Lan Zijun grabbed Huatian's sleeve and stepped forward to stop him.

Huatian turned her head, her two pupils were dark and bright on her filthy face.

Lan Zijun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued to persuade: "Did you forget how many people died when you fell into a demon last time?"

There was no flicker in the eyes shrouded in black air, Hua Tian threw off Lan Zijun's sleeves, walked towards the barrier of the bamboo forest, and slashed hard, causing the mountains and rivers to shake.

There was a crack in the huge cover in front of him, and it broke into slag at an extremely fast speed, and fell to the ground with a rustle.

Lan Zijun's heart tightened, this time he got into trouble.

Huatian's anger has been accumulated for a long time, once he is released, it will definitely disturb the Three Realms like crazy.

At that time, instead of saving Jianjian, it will make Hanada fall into a worse situation.

Lan Zijun was thinking of a solution in a hurry, but he didn't see the debris thrown from above his head.

By the time he reacted, it was too late to dodge.

The house leak happened to be raining all night, and Lan Zijun had to recover for a long time after the smashing, and no one would stop Huatian by then.

The moment it hit, Lan Zijun accepted his fate.

Suddenly there was a force behind him, and Lan Zijun was pulled a certain distance, and the debris smashed a deep hole in the ground.

Looking at the deep pit, Lan Zijun was still in shock.

"Still leaving?" Finally, a slightly hoarse familiar voice sounded.

Huatian retracted the Shouling Sword into its scabbard, and looked at Lan Zijun with a haggard face, still covered with a thin layer of black air.

Lan Zijun was a little dazed, he had never seen such a flower field.

The stubble covered half of his face in a mess, and only a pair of bright black eyes remained on the dark face, which made people feel instantly in awe.

Said he was Yuan Yuan, but there was a layer of softness in his eyes.

"Are you... okay?" Lan Zijun asked uncertainly.

Huatian smiled slightly: "Didn't you say that Jianjian is waiting for me? Why didn't you take me to find him?"

Resolute and joyful, Hanada looked at Lan Zijun expectantly.

Jianjian said, let him live well.

Then he will live well.

Thinking of Jianjian's current appearance, Lan Zijun was a little apprehensive, and took out the psychic rope and stuffed it into Huatian's hand.

The psychic rope moved happily in Huatian's hand, then hung down, and there was no more movement.

Hua Tian put the psychic rope on his face and gently rubbed it a few times, then stuffed it into his sleeve, and said to Lan Zijun, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, Huatian walked out of the bamboo forest, as if reborn.

Looking at Lan Zijun's figure, Lan Zijun was completely at ease, after all these years of tempering.The flower field has grown.

Don't be arrogant or impetuous, face reality bravely.

For a long time, it was not the sword that controlled Hanada, but Hanada handed himself over to the sword.

Relying on the magic energy drawn by the sword, possessing great power, and doing whatever he wants regardless of the consequences, Huatian gradually formed a dependence.

Tathagata took advantage of this and trapped the flower field.

After a year of awakening, Hanada has fully understood.

It is not destiny, Tathagata, or Qianqian that defeats oneself, but one's own demons.

Finally getting out of this chaotic circle, Huatian released himself from the little black room, got relief and gained a new life.

The bits and pieces of He Jianjian are enough to reminisce for the rest of Hanada's life.

After thinking through all this, Hanada can stay by Jianjian's side with a calm heart.

Lan Zijun followed Huatian, and put his shoulder on his shoulder with rare intimacy.

Hanada glanced at the hands that were put on her, and smiled slightly.

The two walked towards the afterglow in the west in unison.