In the middle of the night, I drifted into the King of Hell's bedroom and sighed at his bedside, "Xie Lan, are you asleep? I can't sleep."
"I miss beggar's chicken, roasted bear's paw, eight-treasure duck..."
Under my tireless chanting, he finally opened his eyes.
"Okay, stop reading like a ghost."
I pulled out the three-foot white silk ribbon and said, "Otherwise, I can hang myself for you."
The beam was too high for me to reach, so I tied it to his bed frame.
He looked at my protruding eyeballs and my long tongue that couldn't be retracted, and felt a little disgusted.
Probably because the saliva was dripping onto his face, Xie Lan suddenly turned over and sat up.
"You have something to say."
I pulled the three-foot white silk and turned to look at him, "I want to return to the human world."
"It's written in the judge's book that my life is not over yet."
"This is not the place I should be, you have to let me go back."
Intention: Love even if you die