Afu's funeral was very solemn. On a sunny day, Shen Changshan specially removed all the huā in the lotus pond in the mansion and replaced them with hibiscus.
The whiteness of the pool is just like the day I first saw her, even the weather is similar.
Afu was placed in the middle of the water by him, and the coffin made of sapphire supporting her frail body, floating in the middle of the pool so quietly, Shen Changshan changed her into southern Xinjiang clothes.
It was a small black gown with a black body. The custom of the people of Southern Xinjiang meant beauty and happiness. His mother-in-law once said to him that black in the Central Plains may mean darkness, filth, and evil, but in the eyes of the people of Southern Xinjiang. , It is the purest color.
A servant handed the Huozhezi to Shen Changshan. His eyes could no longer shed half a drop of tears. Those tears seemed to have been crying dry last night.
He just held Afu's body like that, day and night, never let go.
Even if that body is cold, he still feels that there is still a trace of temperature remaining, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than an extravagant hope.
He looked at Afu in the pond, and what she had said came to mind.
"Born for love, and die for love."
What a tragic oath, she has done it now, but what's the point of leaving herself alone in a cold world
He closed his eyes and shook his head Shen Shen. He seemed to see endless streams of light in the darkness. There were countless floating shadows of vicissitudes. When he looked closer, he realized that it was himself.
Shen Changshan took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the servant stood beside him. Whispered: "Master, Madam found it."
His brows furrowed deeply. I took a breath into my nose, but it was so bitter, so astringent, as if the infinite sadness came to my heart.
He knew that Afu's death. It was all because of Fan Qing. After searching for a day, he couldn't find the woman. He thought that she had escaped in fear of sin.
Just as I was about to speak, I heard the servant's low voice: "Madam's body was found in the pond behind the main house."
He gazed deeply, dead? Also good.
He raised his hand and threw the Huo Zhezi in his hand toward the center of the pool, which happened to fall on Afu's side. A raging fire ignited in an instant, it was because she had filled her with fuel before.
Afu, since you don't want to live in this miserable world, then I will let you go.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and Shen Changshan didn't realize until now that it turned out that the appearance of Furong on the fire was so strong and stern.
Is that, bright colors. Just like Afu's smile, the only difference is a heart-warming one. A scorching heart.
He looked indifferently at the pool in front of him that had been burnt out, the coffin had already sunk to the bottom of the pool, and the water surface was calm again, but there was no Afu in the world.
The servant asked timely: "Master. What should I do with Madam's corpse?"
Shen Changshan sneered coldly, that smile looked like ice, and the servant who was looking straight trembled "thrown into the mass grave."
After that, he ignored the surprised eyes of others and left slowly.
Afu's soul has been standing by Shen Changshan's side, and has never left.
She stared at him tenderly, trying to reach out to touch him, but in vain.
"Changshan." She could only call in a low voice. Shen Changshan stopped and froze for a while, before Fang laughed mockingly, "Heh, Afu, you are gone, but I always feel that you are still by my side."
She wanted to go forward again, but was firmly held by a pair of hands. She turned her head in amazement, full of fright, "Let go."
It was a person who looked like a man and not a woman, purple all over his body, and even the skin was faintly pierced with purple light, and he looked extremely enchanting, full of charm.
The pitch-black eyes fixedly looked at Afu, and looked forward slightly, already inverting the image of sentient beings.
She stepped forward, wrapped her hands slowly around Afu's chest, a head higher than her, and pressed her back unscrupulously.
The hot breath sprayed behind her ears, ambiguous.
Afu broke free in disgust, but found that she couldn't move at all, so she said angrily: "You let me go! I'm going to find Changshan, you let me go!"
His thin lips slowly glided across Afu's cheeks, and he smiled: "What are you looking for? You are dead, a dead person, and you are expecting to see a living person. It's ridiculous, ridiculous."
His voice is very ethereal, as if it came from the ancient land, Afu frowned, "Are you a man or a woman! Who are you? I'm not dead, you are talking nonsense!"
The man opened his lips slightly, covered Afu's white earlobes, gently stuck out his tongue to tease her, and said in a low voice: "I am a man, a huā demon, little girl, your taste is so good."
Afu was embarrassed by his actions, his entire face flushed red, and he said in hatred, "You stop! Don't move me!"
Zi Xin's hands slowly touched her chest, and she squeezed her tightly, and she made a "tsk tsk" sound in her mouth again and again. Afu had never been so humiliated before, so she had to close her eyes tightly.
Zi Xin's lips left her earlobes, and slowly slid across her cheeks, with a sad smile: "You are dead. This is already a true fact. He will never see you again."
Why didn't Afu know? She watched her body sink into the pool, but she didn't want to admit this cruel reality.
Zi Xin's slippery tongue reached Afu's thin white neck, and he sighed contentedly: "The Nanjiang girl is different. Follow me well in the future and you won't lose your benefits."
"Husband, husband..." A stern voice reached Afu's ears, that was, Fan Qing!
She immediately winked her eyes to see, isn't the figure not far away is Fan Qing? Why, she is also dead.
Zi Xin softly coaxed her with a soft voice, "You are so scented, it's really the best smell I've ever smelled, girl, do you know that the women in Central Plains don't have your taste, most of them are superficial, just like that person." "
While kissing, he raised his finger to Fan Qing. Afu wanted to turn his head to avoid him, but he was helpless. In just a moment, Fan Qing was swept away by a sudden gust of wind, like a piece of paper.
Floating gently into the distance, Afu couldn't help screaming, Zi Xin stretched out her finger and pressed her lips, and the strong fragrance of wisteria permeated the tip of Afu's nose.
"Don't call, that person is going to reincarnation, life and death, it's normal." He rubbed his face against Afu's and said.
She was puzzled "Then why am I different from her, what reincarnation to go to?"
Zi Xin stretched out her hand to pull her face over, and actually kissed her lips. Afu opened her eyes in amazement and looked at the man in disbelief.
His slightly purplish skin seemed to glow in the sun.
Zi Xin kissed deeply, and her tongue went straight into her throat. She was almost unable to breathe. Tears appeared in her eyes, but she had to follow Zi Xin to move on her lips.
Her tears slid down one by one, Zi Xin closed her eyes, but she seemed to be able to feel it, she reached out her hand to wipe her tears, and immediately disappeared into white smoke.
She felt a despair she had never had before, and his hand slowly reached the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
When he was about to suffocate, he slowly let go of her already red and swollen lips. The corner of Zi Xin's mouth was slightly smiling. "Now, you are no longer a lone soul, but my huā. soul."
Afu's eyes were red and tears were still falling. Such abuse made her feel that she had nowhere to stay at the moment.
"I forgot to tell you that your soul has been bought by me, no one can take it away, girl, you will die and follow me well." He raised his hand and adjusted his forehead for Afri. Slightly messy hair.
She said sadly: "I don't do anything huā soul, I don't want to be controlled by you, even if my soul is scattered, don't be with you!"
Zi Xin raised his eyebrows to look at her, and it took a long time to laugh, "The temper is really fierce, it's too late. The previous kiss I gave you my devilish energy, Afu, you have no way back. ."
He laughed evilly, and took Afu into his arms again, as if he was coaxing the child. "Okay, okay, don't cry, I don't see a girl crying the most. If you do this, I will be It will be sad."
Afu's tone still has a slight remnant of innocence, "Why me, not Fan Qing?"
Zi Xin hugged tightly, and Afu's nose and mouth were all over his shoulders. The fragrance of huā was not like the ordinary wisteria huā.
Zixin's body is more full-bodied.
"This is destined. I have fallen in love with you, so I can no longer be the people beside me. Besides, how can they be compared with you." There was a narrowing in his eyes.
Afu wanted to shake her head, but she couldn't, but Zi Xin seemed to know what she was going to do, so she clasped her back hard, making the two stick closer.
"Originally, you were pregnant, so I planned to give up this idea, but that stupid woman happened to help me. As soon as the child fell off, there was no more worldly aura in [body], and your body was not like an ordinary person. That's better." He said quietly.
He breathed into Afu’s ears. She felt her body numb, but she was able to move immediately. She stretched out her hand to push Zi Xin's chest away, but she didn’t have that much strength at all. Understand that demons are the source of evil.
And if he was tainted with devilish energy, he couldn't be separated from this person.
Zi Xin suddenly hugged her horizontally, and flew away with her feet a little bit. A Fu had seen it before, and immediately wrapped his hands around his neck. As the two of them got farther and farther away from the ground, A Fu was more frightened. .
But fortunately, Zi Xin held her arms tightly, and she relaxed a little.
She took a deep breath and asked, "Where are you taking me?"
"Go home," he replied with a smile on his face.
There was a wind whistling past his ears, but Afu had a plan in his heart at this time. Since he has become a huā soul, he must not die again.
He pushed Zixin away suddenly and jumped down.