Mismarried

Chapter 39

The next day.

The green trees are thick and shaded, and the summer is long, and the birds and cicadas are noisy and the mountains are quiet.

Lu Zhile slept until the sun was high before waking up slowly, the sun was slanting down from the carved and hollowed-out windows, he slowly opened his eyes in the warmth, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a piece of light, soft and bright blue satin.Looking up again, the sun is delicate and the person is even more delicate. At this moment, he deeply understands the reason why "the hibiscus tent warms the spring night, and the king does not go to court early". With such a beautiful woman in his arms, who would be willing to get up from the bed ah.

Zhefeng saw him smiling, and said, "Xiaoyue had such a sweet dream."

Lu Zhile lightly rubbed his cheek against his chest, muttering: "Wake up and see you, it's my dream."

Zhefeng smiled, "That is really my great honor."

The two got up to wash up, and managed to go to Shangqing Temple for a meal before the end of lunch.After dinner, Lu Zhile went to the study to look for Zhuo Hai, and it happened that Guo Zhengyang was also there, so he told the whole story of seeing the ghost in red last night.

"Puppet?" Guo Zhengyang put down the cinnabar pen, "First came the karmic fire spell, then the puppet technique. Whether it's a human or a ghost behind it, it's... very difficult to deal with." When he said this, he looked at it subconsciously. Glancing at Zhuo Hai, the cautious look seemed to be afraid that this sentence would attract a reprimand.

But Zhuo Hai always bowed his head and drew a talisman, neither saying a word nor looking at anyone.

I don't know if it's because I've been with Zhefeng for a long time, but Lu Zhile is not so afraid of Zhuo Hai, he boldly asked: "Brother Hai, you spend a lot of time on the mountain, have you ever seen that bird?" Ghost?"

There was silence in the study for a few seconds, Zhuo Hai finished drawing the talisman in his hand slowly, then slowly put down the pen, raised his thumb lightly, and a red-sand talisman with a yellow background rose into the air from the table. Interrupted by an external force!If the study room just now was silent, then it is as silent as death at this moment.After a long time, Zhuo Hai opened his eyelids, and the eyes under those slender eyelashes were indescribably deep and dark.

Lu Zhile and Guo Zhengyang followed his gaze and looked at Zhefeng.Zhefeng sat on the mahogany chair, with his long legs crossed, resting his stomach with one hand, with a graceful and leisurely demeanor, when he met Zhuo Hai's eyes, he only raised his eyebrows slightly, without saying a word.

The reason why Lu Zhile avoided Zhuo Hai for the past few days was not only because he was afraid of facing him, but also because he felt that Zhefeng didn't like Zhuo Hai very much. Similarly, Zhuo Hai didn't want to see him very much. .Although Zhuo Hai treats everyone like a bird, there is indeed a very complicated meaning hidden in his eyes looking at Zhefeng, so complicated that Lu Zhile has not been able to decipher what kind of emotion it is.

But in order to prevent the two gods from fighting, Lu Zhile still planned to persuade him, but before he could say anything, he heard Zhuo Hai's cold voice, "Xiao Le just asked me if I have seen the red-clothed ghost Is it."

Lu Zhile said "Ah", obviously not reacting.

But Zhuo Hai didn't need him to answer anything, he just looked straight at Zhefeng, "I've never seen that ghost, but I do know a ghost that can attract fire from hell and manipulate puppets."

Lu Zhile's eyes lit up, but they were fleeting. Looking at Zhuo Hai's current posture, he could guess what Zhuo Hai was going to say next.Indeed, based on Zhefeng's current strength, if he wants to do it, whether it's the karmic fire curse or a puppet, it's easy for him to do it, but Lu Zhile also knows that Zhefeng can't do it.

But Zhuo Hai continued: "Who do you think I am talking about?" His eyes were like eagles, and his words were like snakes, "King Ansheng of the Nine Palaces."

The voice fell to the ground, and the air was eerily silent.

There are four kings of Hades in the underworld, and there are ten ghost kings under them. The ghost kings perform their own duties and do not interfere with each other.

Lu Zhile was also surprised, but not because of Zhefeng's identity, but because he suddenly remembered that Zhefeng had said that he had been sleeping all this time, and it was because of the sympathy knot he had planted that he was awakened, so Lu Zhile Now I am a little worried that Zhefeng will receive some terrible punishment for forcing him to stay in the world?After all, the torture in the underworld is quite scary.

But Zhefeng didn't think about that at all. After he was stunned for a moment, he gave Zhuo Hai a smiling face that he had never given before, "Oh? So I am the ghost king of one of the Ten Palaces. It sounds pretty good. "

Zhuo Hai also smiled back, "Of course it's true. According to the "Records of the Hades", 1000 years ago, a ghost trespassed in the underworld and slaughtered half of the ghosts and ghosts in the underworld. King Ansheng of Jiudian, and then that ghost became the new..." He paused every word: "Jiu, Dian, ghost, king."

The summer atmosphere is strong outside the window, but inside the house is like a cold cave and ice cellar.

There was no smile on Zhefeng's face, even the eyes that looked directly at Zhuo Hai showed murderous intent, but there was chaos in his mind, broken ghosts, silver-white light and shadow, white robes stained with blood, and... ..what else?Zhefeng couldn't remember it anymore, but felt that the missing link was crucial, so he was a little anxious. When he thought about it, he wanted to know what he had forgotten and who he had forgotten...

Gradually, blood red spread in front of his eyes, and in a blur, Zhefeng heard someone calling him, there were two voices, one voice was called 'Brother Shi' deep in his memory, and the other voice was called 'Brother' in his ear.The two voices were intertwined, causing Zhefeng to have a headache, and the murderous look in his eyes became more and more intense. When he was trying to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, a voice fell to his ear cavity like skylight splitting layers of dark clouds, "Zhefeng! I'm Xiaole!"

Satsuki?

Satsuki...

Satsuki!

Through the blood-red gaze, Zhefeng saw a familiar face, and he murmured, "Xiaoyue?"

"Well, I'm Xiao Le," Lu Zhile stroked Zhefeng's side face, and coaxed him in a coaxing tone, "Brother is obedient, calm down and see if I'm okay?"

The blood red in the eye sockets gradually faded away, and the only remaining shadow fell on a bit of cinnabar at the corner of Lu Zhile's right eye, and then Lu Zhile's frown came into his eyes, and he said: "Xiaoyue, I don't want to I will hurt you, don't be afraid of me."

Seeing that Zhefeng returned to normal, Lu Zhile first breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Did you remember something just now?"

Zhefeng shook his head, his eyes turned to Zhuo Hai again, the latter looked back fearlessly, both of them looked at ease, but their four eyes were already filled with murderous intent.At this time, someone knocked on the door of the study room, and Guo Zhengyang asked aloud, "Who?"

"Brother Zhengyang..." Deng Qu's cautious voice slowly came through the crack of the door, "I... I'm looking for Brother Zhuo Hai, he just called me with a magic talisman, but he stopped talking halfway, I... ..."

"Come in." Zhuo Hai thought it was too much effort for him to speak, so he interrupted him directly.

"Oh." Deng Qu pushed the door open, and as soon as one foot stepped into the door, he realized that the atmosphere in the room was not right. He subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but when he met Lu Zhile's gaze, he still took short steps to hide Behind Lu Zhile, he muttered softly, "Brother Xiaole, what are you doing?"

"Can't you see it?" Although the atmosphere was tense, Lu Zhile said, "We are discussing whether we should send you out to catch a red zombie."

The country has not allowed burials since a few years ago, so it has been a long time in the metaphysics world to meet ghosts whose corpses have turned into zombies. Even though there are many remote villagers who still insist on the tradition of burials, there is little chance that they can be turned into zombies. , because all those who can become stiff must be buried in the extremely dark tomb, and they will become stiff after a hundred years, white stiff after 300 years, and red stiff after 300 years. Moreover, zombies are no more than ghosts. In the same way, the Li Gui had no choice but to kneel in front of Hong Zhuang and call him Dad.

That's not to mention the song of lanterns that would faint from fright even seeing a ghost, so after hearing this sentence, his legs became weak immediately, and he looked at Zhuo Hai pitifully and said, "Brother Zhuo Hai...I... .I can't..." He was about to cry, "I don't have enough blood on my body for a little zombie to drink."

Zhuo Hai had a good eye and eyesight, so he naturally heard Lu Zhile's nonsense words. He didn't explain what he heard, but Shi Shiran got up from the chair and said, "If you don't have enough blood, cut your flesh." With tears in his eyes, Deng Qu walked out from behind the desk, walked up to Zhefeng, and said: "Lord Ghost King, I have to maintain peace in the world, so I won't accompany you."

Zhefeng replied: "The Taoist priest is polite, the Taoist priest is very capable, I believe the Taoist priest will soon find out the...ghost behind the ghost in red." I don't know if the last word was intentional or unintentional. slightly heavier.

Zhuo Hai pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes darkened, "The King of Ghosts is very capable, why don't you try it yourself?" After finishing speaking, he walked out of the study without looking at anyone.

Deng Qu hesitated for a long time, followed or not, and finally gritted his teeth: "Brother Xiao Le, I... I have to go with Brother Zhuo Hai, I... if anything happens to me, You...you remember to ask my master to pick up my... corpse." He generously followed Zhuo Hai as if he was going to die.

Zhuo Hai went out to hunt ghosts with lantern music, but the two didn't come back for three days.

In the past three days, Lu Zhile searched all the books in the Taoist temple, only to find a record about the ghost kings of the Ten Temples of the Underworld, which is the "Records of Hades" mentioned by Zhuo Hai.

But there are only a few words about Zhefeng, the new ghost king, in "Records of the Underworld", which is basically the same as what Zhuo Hai said.Lu Zhile was almost blind from reading these days, he threw away the book, lay down on the table and mourned, "Ah...you said that you are also the ghost king of one of the Ten Temples, what about you?" According to records, my hair is not as long as it is.”

Zhefeng naturally didn't know, and just helped Lu Zhile rub his neck, "If you don't have it, you don't have it, you will know what you need to know."

That's what he said, but Lu Zhile was very curious about Zhefeng's past.Although the record about Zhefeng in "The Record of the Underworld" is only a few words, he still broke up those few sentences and reread them several times, trying to see from the short record what Zhefeng was at that time. What kind of mood did you go to make trouble in the underworld.

But the result was not always the same, Lu Zhile couldn't see anything.

And Zhefeng can't remember anything, memory is like gravel falling in the deep sea to him, he can clearly see the golden light shining in the seawater, but he still can't rise above the sea level to look at the sun.

The author has something to say: Zhefeng: So I am the King of Ghosts

Lu Zhile: Then what am I?King of Ghosts... King of Kings?

Zhefeng: Ahem...you are...Madam Ghost King.

Lu Zhile: God damn Mrs. Ghost King!I... hiss!My back hurts, let's not talk about it.