is this marriage

"Isn't Leviathan by your side?"

Jiang Yuluo thought Qi Licha's voice was too noisy, so he took the phone away.

Before he fell into the mortal world, Jiang Pan was famous for being ruthless and unpredictable. Whether it was a human or a ghost, he would avoid three points when he saw him. He didn't expect that after he fell into the mortal world and mixed with Zhong Yesi, he would be unknowingly caught by these gods and ghosts. As a "parent", even after Takitian became smaller, he couldn't help calling him "mother".

It's all because Zhong Ye feels too much like "father".

Jiang Yuluo came to a conclusion quietly, and put the blame on Zhong Ye with peace of mind.

"It's him!"

Qi Licha yelled, "He, he, he suddenly suggested to me that we should also make a curse like you and that Zhong Kui kid... Is he coveting my ghost king's bloodline, trying to get rich and kill him?"

"What is there to covet about your ghost king's bloodline?"

"Then, what exactly does he want to do? The curse is so terrible that even you were tamed by Zhong Ye...I'm afraid!"

Jiang Yuluo was speechless by Qi Licha's word "tame". If he wanted to scold him, he felt that what he said made some sense, but if he didn't scold him, he felt a little annoyed.

"You called me because you wanted, uh, it's so hot... how can I help you?"

Jiang Yuluo was fed a mouthful of warm octopus balls by Zhong Ye halfway through his speech.

"What's so hot?? Jiang Yuluo! What good food are you eating?"

"It was fed to me by Zhong Ye... Hiss, it's too big to eat in one bite."

Jiang Yuluo refused to swallow the still steaming little balls in one gulp after swallowing Bozai cakes in one gulp and almost choking to death.

"What did Zhong Ye feed you??? What can't you eat???"

Qi Licha's young heart was greatly shocked, and the yellow waste in his brain exploded into fireworks irresistibly.This, this hateful Zhong Kui, he actually did this kind of thing to Jiang Pan in broad daylight, he is full of audacity, he has no shame!

"I saw you foolishly traveling around with Leviathan before, and I thought you understood what he meant,"

Jiang Yuluo selectively ignored Qi Licha's angry howls and questions, and stood and spoke without pain in his back, "In my opinion, anyway, you are in his hands now, or else it's up to him."

"No no no no,"

Qi Licha wailed, "He still asked me today if I was afraid of pain. I think he must have ulterior motives... Otherwise, why would he ask me this? Jiang Yuluo, tell me honestly, do you have to do something that hurts when you get married? ah?"

"What are you thinking about..."

After accurate timing and realizing that the young man Qi Licha had occupied Jiang Yuluo for a full 2 ​​minutes, Zhong Ye finally made a move, took Jiang Yuluo's phone and told Qi Licha solemnly:

"Marriage doesn't hurt, and Jiang Juan is a bit addicted."

"What addiction...??"

Before Qi Licha could finish howling, Zhong Ye hung up his phone and started discussing with Jiang Yuluo how much money to send them.

"However, who do you say is addicted?"

Jiang Yuluo folded his hands, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Ye, "Isn't it you, Boss Zhong, who are preoccupied with weird ideas every day, catching me and preventing me from getting a good night's sleep?"

"Because Jiang Juan is so cute when he makes fun of it, I can't help it."

Zhong Ye said without blushing, "And once you feel comfortable, you will become soft and lazy, like a cat."

"Look, it's clear that you are addicted."

After experiencing Zhong Ye's thousands of direct speeches, Jiang Yuluo's face became thicker than a city wall, "Others suck cats, you Mr. Zhong sucks me, you really are not an ordinary person."

"Jiang Juan is right."

Zhong Ye smiled lightly, "For the convenience of me sucking you, do you want to consider my suggestion last time, to let you move your desk to my office..."

"No."

Jiang Yuluo crossed his hands and made a huge fork, "You are a person who is serious about making money. You can't indulge in beauty and become depraved. And you should go directly to my office whenever you want to, and several floors of anti-theft No door can stop you."

"Then when I go back to Hades, will Jiang Pan move into my mansion?"

Zhong Ye led Jiang Yuluo slowly along the crowd, helped him carry the hot octopus ball box, and watched Jiang Yuluo obediently being fed by him, and his mood became better and better.

"That's natural,"

Jiang Yuluo shook the squid whiskers that had just been blown cold in his hand, "I'm sure I can't stay in Yan Wang's Mansion. If I buy a real estate again, I don't like it anywhere. Choose left or right, or your Lord Zhong's house. I mean it."

"At that time, I will definitely welcome you with the highest etiquette,"

Zhong Ye helped him wipe off the seaweed flakes on his chin, "We will also hang our marriage certificate in the Palace of the King of Hades, and inform the civil and military ghost officials."

"Are you childish or not?"

Jiang Yuluo laughed from ear to ear, "It's still early, we have to wait for Longtian to return to Jiuchongtian before thinking about going back to the underworld."

"Sooner or later."

"Calculate carefully, I have been away from the underworld for some time,"

Jiang Yuluo suddenly remembered something, raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Ye meaningfully, "There is still a secret of mine hidden in Mo Haitang, do you want to know?"

"Go back and have a look now?"

As Zhong Ye said, he was about to summon the "fog" door, but Jiang Yuluo held down his hand to stop it.

"Why are you so impatient? Otherwise, we will exchange fairly. If you answer me a question honestly, I will tell you the secret."

"OK,"

Zhong Ye agreed decisively, "What do you want to know?"

"This,"

Jiang Yuluo's hand that was not held by him climbed up to Zhong Ye's waist calmly, moved up slightly as if playing tricks, and just stopped somewhere.

"How did you get this scar on your back?"

"It was you who scratched it last time."

Zhong Ye answered decisively again, talking nonsense naturally.

"Liar, I've seen this scar long before I let you into my bed."

It was the day when Zhong Ye taught him how to draw spells before he regained his memory. He accidentally got ink spots all over Zhong Ye's body, so he had to persuade Zhong Ye to change his clothes in front of him. He caught a glimpse of the red thorn scar on Zhong Ye's back.

"Well,"

Zhong Ye paused for a moment to think this time before giving the answer again, "When I was young, my uncle couldn't hold a child, so he accidentally threw me on the ground."

"……Oh, really?"

Jiang Yuluo tilted his head, with a soft and beautiful smile that was a bit gloomy and cold, "How do I remember when you were in Mohaitang, your back was still smooth and there was nothing? Even I dared to lie, you are not small , Master Zhong?"

"How did Judge Jiang know if I had a wound on my back?"

Zhong Ye asked indifferently, and directly asked Jiang Yuluo until he was aphasia for a moment. Jiang Pan, who had always been eloquent, was aphasia for a moment, and even his ears began to turn slightly red. He hesitated a few times, and said in a dull voice,

"The martial arts class needs to change clothes, I happened to see it."

"Didn't you peek on purpose?"

Zhong Ye pinched his hot face, and chuckled lightly, "It turns out that Jiang Pan had his own heart at that time, and it just so happened that it belonged to me?"

"Otherwise, who else..."

Jiang Yuluo sighed, and had to admit with red ears, "So tell me honestly, what's the matter with this wound?"

"Want to avenge my injustice?"

"of course."

Jiang Yuluo crunched his knuckles. He was the only one who was showing off before, but he was the only one who had been banned many times, and the chances of making a move were very few. The night is crispy.

"I made it myself."

Zhong Ye said slowly, "If you want to report injustice, you can give me a hug. Today I can change my name to 'Injustice'."

"...The homophonic stalk has to be deducted."

Jiang Yuluo's expression was complicated, "When did you lose your mind and stab yourself with a sword in the waist?"

"more or less,"

The strength in Zhong Ye's hand increased a bit, and he held Jiang Yuluo firmly, "Has Jiang Juan ever heard of Lord Taiyin?"

"Lord Taiyin..."

Jiang Yuluo frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that he had heard this name before, "Isn't that the ancient god who existed in the legend and had fallen into a demon?"

Lord Taiyin, the ancient god of Kaiyuan who was able to occupy a place on the list of gods during his lifetime, fell into the underworld after returning to dust, and turned into a legend in the underworld, in charge of betting oaths and agreements between ghosts and ghosts.Very few people have seen him appear, and even Hades cannot confirm whether he really exists, or whether he has already turned into ashes, but it is said that if someone with a heart can find him and ask him to connect the fate of the two, they can grow old together, live and die together, and live together in peace. The old man under the moon that humans call has the same purpose.

"Ah."

Zhong Ye nodded, and all kinds of legends about Taiyin Lord in Jiang Yuluo's mind suddenly unfolded. As smart as him, Jiang Yuluo guessed the cause and effect almost immediately. He stared blankly at Zhong Ye, dumbfounded for a moment. Mouth speechless.

"You...you found him...?"

"The night you asked me to tie your hair after the judge's exam."

The breeze wrapped in sweet and soft fragrance blew their hair, rolling up the spring and dusty memories together.

That clock night was also moved by Jiang Yuluo.

Maybe it was because Jiang Yuluo's hair was too soft and his eyes were too sharp, or because he leaned against Zhong Ye's murmured hazy whispers through Jiu Jin, which made Zhong Ye feel the joy of being in love with each other.

He thought, it would be great if he could tie Jiang Yuluo's hair every day in the future.

Like Jiang Yuluo, he had planted a small bud in his heart, looking forward to the day when the rankings are released, good things will come in pairs, and he wants to express his heart to the other party.

It's just that Zhong Ye's luck is "better".

On the banks of the Styx River, he met the Taiyin Lord who was in charge of the marriage oath of ghosts and gods, and asked the Taiyin Lord for a curse.

He thought, if Jiang Yuluo also liked him, he would be willing to be bound to Jiang Yuluo by this curse for life and life, and it would be difficult to separate.

It's just that none of them expected the sudden change not long after.

Others only know that after Jiang Yuluo replaced Zhong Ye as the first judge, Zhong Ye was locked up in the house for many days, but they didn't know that it was not because of Zhong Ye's low mood, but because the marriage curse from the Taiyin Lord had backlash .

If the two love each other, it will be a lingering red thread; if it is wishful thinking, it will become a heart-eating cage.

In the end, Meng Zhoulian couldn't bear to see Zhong Ye being tortured to the point of death, so he had to cut off a piece of Zhong Ye's flesh and blood before the marriage curse spread to his heart and took root.

Because of the chaotic vortex in the underworld, the marriage left by Lord Taiyin was temporarily broken for more than a hundred years.

It's just that the lover's heartbeat has never been extinguished, and when the old branch recurs, a new flame bursts out, and once again, endless love is born.

"Why...you really..."

Jiang Yuluo's heart was full of turbulent waves. He almost pushed Zhong Ye and staggered into the small private space in the back seat of the private car. Regardless of Zhong Ye's obstruction, he lifted off his clothes and leaned over to kiss his back. that scar.

"Jiang Yuluo,"

Zhong Ye gently hugged him, and wiped his reddened eyes, "It doesn't hurt. It's worth it for you."

"Liar."

Jiang Yuluo threw himself into Zhong Ye's arms stubbornly, "Don't lie to me again in the future."

"……it is good."

Zhong Ye lightly clasped the back of his head, responding to his stumbling lingering kiss.

It wasn't until the car window was knocked indifferently three times from the outside that the two of them raised their heads in disheveled clothes, and saw Meng Zhoulian standing outside the car with his arms folded in disgust, followed by that little follower of Long Tian.