my lover is king of hell

Shen Wuyue, who was possessed by Dorothy Hussein, sent away the Jordanian royal family and came to Jiangyuan County from the Qianfanpan Museum.

Shen Wuyue, who is penniless, uses his identity as the prince of Jordan to visit local rich people and ask them for a loan.What Shen Wuyue didn't expect was that this act of his would give many people who flattered the powerful but were rejected by the powerful because of their low status, a rare opportunity. Many people secretly gave him money.

The Arabic language training school he organized soon opened in Jiangyuan County.The process of recruiting trainers actually had his own purpose of screening warlocks.The training school recruited Guo Yangfan, a college student who just graduated from Beijing Foreign Studies University, and Qin Zhaohua, who worked as an Arabic translator after living in the Middle East for many years and returned to China.With more than 2000 years of evil energy and his previous status as a magician, Shen Wuyue probed into the hearts of the two and found that they were evil in their hearts.

Shen Wuyue escaped from death and successfully possessed himself to survive. He didn't want to be spurned by others all the time as an evil spirit. He wanted to buy the merits accumulated by justice warlocks in the world, and use them to ascend to immortality, leaving a reputation of eternal reverence in the world.

Shen Wuyue's Arabic language training school recruits students in the name of charity.His training school looks legal to outsiders, and its teaching attitude and quality are very good in the eyes of students and parents.In less than half a month, Shen Wuyue used the 300 million donated by local tyrants to invest in the school, and all the money was spent.

On this day, Shen Wuyue bought a local newspaper on the street, and when she read it, she was attracted by a picture and text message that had been published in the newspaper for a while, offering a reward for hunting pigeons.The sharp red trachoma of the unicorn pigeon on the picture made Shen Wuyue feel that it was not an ordinary pigeon, and might have come from heaven.Shen Wuyue wrote down the ring number 2020-10-00058 of the red-eyed sand pigeon.The pigeon owner offered a reward as high as 4500 million, which made Shen Wuyue very curious about the true identity of the pigeon owner.

Shen Wuyue, who possesses the body of a prince, looks no different from Doroha Hussein in appearance, except for his slightly wretched demeanor and the evil eyes when not concealed.At this time, Shen Wuyue was walking like the wind with her long legs, and walked into the Arabic language training school he opened.

Qin Zhaohua had just finished teaching a grammar class, and he met a tall Middle Eastern young man with a perfect face and sideburns who walked neatly in the corridor.The young man was not wearing a Middle Eastern robe, and was holding a stack of local newspapers.

Shen Wuyue smiled at Qin Zhaohua and signaled him to go to the office. He had something to ask him.

"sit."

"Principal, what do you want to say?"

"Mr. Zhaohua, do you know about the pigeon fancier circle? Do you know about the disappearance of all 4000 racing pigeons released by Yuntian Dovecote?" Shen Wuyue clasped her hands and asked with a smile while sitting on the office chair.

"Principal, I don't keep pigeons. My uncle does. You can contact him and ask him about the pigeon fanciers in Shuozhou." Sitting on the sofa opposite, Qin Zhaohua suddenly remembered that his uncle played with pigeons all day long, so he asked him about it. It's done in one go.

"Where is your uncle from?"

"Danton's."

"Go and ask, and tell me the news."

……

Shen Tuli and his guide Li Shen, Shao Hanmei, and Zheng Weijia walked into the depths of the dense forest.

In the depths of the forest, there are tall fir trees reaching the sky. Although it is early winter and the leaves are withered due to the colder weather, there are still dense yellow leaves hanging precariously on the branches.The red and yellow colors all over the sky make the dense forest of Qianfanpan look mature and affectionate.

Shen Tuli was carrying an oversized backpack, and in his hand was a small hard tree pole with branches chopped off with a dagger.

"Plop—" The red and yellow leaves on the tall trees fell on Shentuli's body in large areas.Shen Tuli looked up at the yellow warbler perched on the tree, but was caught by the mountain eagle.

Shen Tuli's gaze followed the soaring mountain eagle to the high clouds.There was an inconspicuous small black spot moving slowly between the two floating clouds. Shen Tuli had good eyesight, but it flew too high, so he didn't know what kind of bird that small black spot was.

Li Shen raised his head and searched for wild fruits among the leaves of the tall trees. The forest area where the four of them stood was bursting with fruit fragrance, and there were many red and yellow luxuriant leaves, which were as bright and lovely as peaches. Ono fruit.

Li Shen took a few steps back to make room for the sprint. He put the rope and backpack in front of Shen Tuli and asked him to watch. He saw that he was running for dozens of steps on the soft woodland covered with rotten leaves and grass, with both hands and hands. Climbing up the tree with his feet, he ran to the branch in the middle of the tree after a few efforts. He stepped on the branch that was only as thick as his arm, and slowly walked towards the end of the branch full of bright red fruits with his hands open like walking a tightrope. move.

Shen Tuli, Shao Hanmei and Zheng Weijia under the tree all watched him pick the fruit with their necks raised and their hearts wrenched.

"Shen Tuli, put down your backpack and wrap it in your coat. I'll throw it on your clothes." Li Shen was squatting on the branch in an extremely cautious posture at this time. He was holding two handfuls of fruits in his hands and could not throw them into the tree Put it on the thick rotting leaves and dead grass, so that the small fruits will not be found in the straw mat.

After hearing this, Shen Tuli really took off his backpack, wrapped his red jacket in his hands, and picked up the fruit under the tree. "Plop, thump, thump, thump..." Many bright red small wild fruits danced wildly on Shentuli's coat.

"Huh?" A white, slender and tender hand reached out to Shentuli's bright red small wild fruit coat, she picked up a long gray wing, and held it in front of Shentuli's eyes for him to look at.

"It's a pigeon feather, it's on the wings. Shentuli, can you tell if it fell from a wild pigeon or a racing pigeon?" Li Shensan slipped halfway from the fruit tree to the bottom of the tree in 2 minutes, and Shentuli and the others were worried about him. The fabric of the trousers was worn away by bark.

Shen Tuli showed hope, but shook his head and said: "Usually, its identity is identified by its unique ring number."

"Didn't you bring a bird trap? Go to an open place and turn on the machine to attract birds to see what species it is?" Shao Hanmei grabbed two handfuls of wild fruits that Shen Tuli was carrying and put them in her cousin's pocket.

A swiftly running figure of a wild rabbit ran southward through the trees very close to the four of them. It seemed to be avoiding pursuit.

Shen Tuli was taken aback, half a bag of bright red small wild fruits "bang bang" fell among the fat leaves, disappeared among the rotted leaves, and disappeared.

"This place is close to a ring-shaped mountain, and most wild animals will drive it into this dead corner when chasing their prey. The desperate struggle between the wild beast and the prey is brutal and brutal. The superimposition of the hissing echoes reflected by the mountain wall makes all creatures restless. This place is not suitable for hunting. Birds, even with traps." Li Shen reminded everyone.

"Really? My ears don't ring and my eyes don't blur, and I don't notice any disturbing factors. Brother Ginseng, you're deliberately sensationalizing us into relying on you." Shao Hanmei looked at the crescent-like hill through the forest path and smiled and teased. She judged from "there is still a way here" that Li Shen didn't take them to the deepest part of the dense forest.

"Cousin, it's getting darker and it's better for us to camp on the mountainside. Look at that." Zheng Weijia saw a bone covered with black and green pili of rotten leaves from the side of the line where the hare hopped and jumped. scavenging giant black ant.The big black ant crawls back to the tree hole to feed the young ants with the small muscles attached to the bones.

Shao Hanmei saw that her scalp was numb, she bent down and patted her trousers with her hands, lifted her shoes to check the uppers and soles, and made sure that there were no big black ants crawling up her body, and then nervously inspected other people's clothes.

……

"Principal, this is the detailed information of some racing pigeons and their owners that my brother-in-law of Dandong collected from fanciers. Principal, the owners of two purebred pigeons from the Middle East are..." Qin Zhaohua's uncle Count the collected pigeon owner information and give it to him. He flipped through it and saw the registration information of two Jordan racing pigeons. He looked at the pigeon owner information and found that he was the principal of the Arabic language training school he worked for—— Dorothy. Prince Hussein.The strange thing is that Mr. Hussein completely forgot about the fact that he released his pigeons in the Yuntian loft.

Shen Wuyue was surprised when she saw the hesitant Qin Zhaohua, "What's the matter?" He took a close look at the stack of documents, and saw a 1-inch color photo of Dorothy Hussein pasted on a pigeon owner registration form On the next day, Shen Wuyue felt a little flustered in his heart. He covered his head with his hands to cover up, and said after a while: "I was in a coma for a short time due to the illness caused by the acclimatization of the water and soil. Only now did I remember that there was such a thing as a racing pigeon being released. My two The only racing pigeon is also the top racing pigeon in the Middle East, with high value and noble and pure bloodlines. After they are lost, it may be difficult to breed such good racing pigeons."

"Principal, my brother-in-law said that Yuntian Pigeon Shed sent people to search for pigeons deep in the dense forest, and said that Li Yunda would also go there in person. However, he was blocked by angry pigeon owners and never made it." Qin Zhaohua was obviously influenced by his brother-in-law. He thinks that if he is lucky enough to find a kylin flower pigeon, he will get a high bonus, and he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. He wants to find pigeons more than Shen Wuyue.

Using the body of the Prince of Jordan, Shen Wuyue and Qin Zhaohua went on an "expedition" in the depths of the dense forest with Qin Zhaohua under the guise of exchanging and studying with cultural scholars.

……

Ganfanpan dense forest, halfway up a ring-shaped mountain.

Four mini tents, as small as children's toy bunkers, are erected in a sheltered position on the mountainside.

Shao Hanmei took advantage of the moonlight to carefully wipe the mosquito repellent with a small mirror.Zheng Weijia took a telescope to look at the twinkling stars beside the bright moon.Shen Tuli had already got into the sleeping bag to rest.Li Shen was eating the biscuits baked by his wife.

The night is boundless, the fallen leaves are rustling, the wild beasts utter short warning calls, and the forest is black and dense, with ups and downs like fierce beasts dormant in the valley.

Shao Hanmei and Zheng Weijia, who didn't want to see the forest anymore, got into their small tents at the same time.Li Can saw that they had all gone to sleep. He lit a small red lamp by the side of the tent and got into the tent to keep warm.

……

"Principal, the two of us are obviously weak when we enter the forest. I think we only search for one morning and come out at noon." Although Qin Zhaohua was born in the Northeast, his hometown is not in the forest area. Shocked, I thought it was a bit rash to enter the rice bowl privately.

"It's all up to you. I'm not a local and I don't have the right to speak. Is your uncle familiar with the woodland?"

As a 2000-year-old evil spirit, Shen Wuyue is certainly not afraid of anything, but his possessed body is special, and he needs the new identity of the Prince of Jordan.At the same time, he also regretted that he did not find out the detailed itinerary of the prince's visit to China in advance, and missed the important information that Dorothy Hussain released the racing pigeons in the Yuntian pigeon loft.