After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

The signal light ahead turned red and the car stopped slowly.

On both sides are bright street lights, falling on half of their faces.

Lu Yingjiu said word by word, "Which priest are you?"

Jing Xian said: "I'm not..."

"There is no need to make excuses anymore." Lu Yingjiu said bluntly, "With your strength, you are at least a well-known priest. No matter how you look at it, you are a living person, and you can stay in the world for a long time. I can only think of one thing. There is one possibility: you came to the world in the flesh."

Jing Xian didn't answer, but just stared at Lu Yingjiu intently.

"You should know that priests are completely different from ordinary ghosts." Lu Yingjiu looked at him, "The price for priests to come to the world in the flesh is that their strength is limited on the one hand, and there may not even be one or two percent left. One On the one hand, it is to bet on your own endless life, if you die here, you are really dead, and your soul is gone. It can be said that only a lunatic would do this."

"Honestly," he said, "I can't think of any reason why any priest would do this."

"Jing Xian, why did you come to the world? Do you have unfulfilled wishes, ask me?"

The two stared at each other for a long time.

The street lamp fell into Lu Yingjiu's eyes, and was slightly covered by a few tree shadows, almost sparkling.

Jing Xian turned his head to look at him, there was not much expression on his face, no emotion could be seen.

After a long time, Jing Xian said, "No, I don't have any unfulfilled wishes."

Lu Yingjiu exhaled lightly.

He said: "Then please go back. I like getting along with you very much, but this is not the place for you to stay. You are a priest and I am a human being. We should never meet in this life. Still the same sentence, human beings Ghosts are not just talk."

His tone was not strong, but firm.

Lu Yingjiu recalled the days when Jing Xian was with him - of course he knew that Jing Xian was good to him.As for Ye Feng's statement: Jingxian does not seek other people's money, but only seeks other people's sex, and Lu Yingjiu is not very sensitive about feelings, so he is dubious.

But only one thing is certain: Jing Xian likes him very much.

No matter which one you like.

He is also very reluctant in his heart: Although he has only been with Jing Xian for a few dozen days, but after so many years, it is rare to meet someone who walks with him.

Ye Feng was very righteous, and accompanied Lu Yingjiu during the most difficult time.But Ye Feng's style of acting is different from him. He has many other friends and has his own life, which is different from Jing Xian's existence.

Although Jing Xian and him seem to have come out of two studios, they have a similar aura and get along happily, it can be said that they are not a natural pair - probably since childhood, Lu Yingjiu has been looking forward to such a friend.

A friend who could almost be called "like old friends at first sight".

This is also the reason why Lu Yingjiu has not spoken out to Jingxian for a long time.

Now, sitting in the suffocating silence in the car, Lu Yingjiu thought, she is also a very selfish person.

He's always been very principled.However, on the first day when he found out that Jing Xian was a priest, Lu Yingjiu should have let him go back.

But he coveted a little time to be accompanied.

Jing Xian came to the human world out of impulsiveness, so he should stop all this.

It's time to draw the line, and he's put it off for far too long.

"Is this farewell?" Jing Xian asked.

"...Yes." Lu Yingjiu replied, "The reason I'm talking about this today is because tonight's yin is particularly strong, which is the most suitable for you to return to the ghost world. If you miss it, you may have to wait a day or two months."

"It's not a request, it's a request from a friend. Please go back tonight."

There was another suffocating silence.

The signal light turned green, but Jing Xian didn't step on the accelerator, and the car stopped quietly at an empty street corner.

Of course Jing Xian knew that what Lu Yingjiu said was correct.There are invisible laws in this world, and both humans and ghosts will be bound, even he is no exception.

But he doesn't care.

Not to mention that his strength was restricted, even if he was blind and disabled, no ghost would dare to say a word to him.

He had been sleeping for more than ten years, and the group of ghosts had no leader and were in chaos, each showing wild ambitions.Even so, no matter how rampant those ghosts and ghosts are, no ghost has ever dared to set foot on his final resting place.

——They didn't even dare to connect for half a step.

but……

He could hear the faint guilt in Lu Yingjiu's words.

For Lu Yingjiu, this night was already chaotic enough.What he needs most is probably to calm down by himself and reorganize his emotions and thoughts.

Lu Yingjiu insisted: "Jingxian, let's go back tonight and now."

Jing Xian: "..."

Jing Xian said in a low voice: "This seems to be the first time you're asking me to do something. You also know that I can't refuse you...I understand what you mean."

He took a deep breath, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the Pagani drove across the night.

The two were silent all the way until Jing Xian parked the car downstairs where Lu Yingjiu was.

They got out of the car and stood in the night wind.

Jing Xian said: "Then I really left?"

"En." Lu Yingjiu nodded, but still smiled, "It's not that we can't meet again, if you want, you can still come in the form of a ghost."

Although both of them know that the form of a ghost can only stay in the world for a few ten minutes at a time.

There was nothing special about this farewell.

Jing Xian stood beside the car and hugged him tightly.

Lu Yingjiu smelled the familiar cold fragrance, like flowers blooming in the snow under the moon.

Then he felt that Jing Xian's body gradually became lighter, and the strength holding him gradually weakened.

In the end, his eyes lit up, his arms were empty, and the light that had been blocked by Jingxian shone brightly.

Lu Yingjiu stood there for three seconds.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, his clothes were thin, and he felt a little chill on his back.

Then he smiled lightly and walked home.

The lobby was empty, and everyone else had already gone to bed.He took the elevator and slowly climbed up the floor.The elevator door opened with a "ding", and the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on.

Lu Yingjiu turned right, but the corridor on the right was pitch black.

He turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked up, and saw that the light bulb above his head was broken, and there were glass shards on the ground.

The building is so old that the property management doesn't care much about things.Lu Yingjiu kicked the shards of glass to the side so as not to cut anyone, thinking that he would have to call tomorrow and tell them to change the light bulb.

When he reached the door of his house, he opened the door, and the cow cat came up to meet him, rubbing against his feet with its tail upright.

Lu Yingjiu knelt down and scratched its chin, but the cow cat circled around the door, meowing, as if it was looking for something.

Lu Yingjiu froze for a moment, remembering that Jing Xian was feeding the cat every day during this time.

This cat has no conscience, its eyes glow green when it sees cat food, and it quickly establishes a close relationship with Jing Xian who feeds him. Compared with Lu Yingjiu, it may look forward to Jing Xian returning home.

He grabbed the cow cat, rubbed its head violently, and said with a smile: "You little white-eyed wolf, have you forgotten who is the owner so quickly? He won't come back."

The cat couldn't understand what he said, so it flicked the tip of its tail and yawned lazily.

Lu Yingjiu heated up a glass of milk, sat down at the table, and took a deep breath.

Jing Xian left, he seemed to let go of something, the strong guilt finally disappeared - on this night, amidst so many chaotic thoughts, this kind of relief is really rare.

It has to be said that Jing Xian really understands him very well.

Even leaving is according to his will, and will not be entangled, nor will it make it difficult for him.

His heart was still empty, but he had always been able to control his emotions, suppressed his reluctance, and when he picked up the brush to draw the talisman paper, he was the calm and self-controlled Lu Yingjiu again.

……

Noon the next day.

The tea restaurant was full of voices, and the sound of cups, bowls and chopsticks colliding continued.

Ye Feng concentrated on cutting a large piece of steak. The five-ripe beef oozes juice, dipped in black pepper sauce, served with onions and French fries, it whets the appetite.Lu Yingjiu, who was opposite him, maintained the usual elegance of eating, and drank the mushroom soup slowly.

When most of the steak was eaten, Ye Feng suddenly raised his head and asked, "Why didn't you see your benefactor today?"

"What kind of funder?" Lu Yingjiu said, "I've said it all, Jing Xian is an employee of my firm."

"All right, all right, that's what you say." Ye Feng said, "Where did he go? Have you finally figured out that the six thousand salary is not worth his running around like this? It seems that he is not too taken advantage of."

Lu Yingjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you play so much every day? He just went back to his hometown and didn't want to do it anymore. If you don't want to eat fast, didn't you say you will be there at two o'clock to see the client?"

Ye Feng immediately speeded up, took a few big mouthfuls, and drank water desperately when he was choked.

The client's address is not far from the restaurant, and it takes only ten minutes to drive there.

Lu Yingjiu drove his second-hand Honda.

Jing Xian left behind two or three luxury cars, neatly and shinyly parked in his garage.But Lu Yingjiu used to drive a broken car to the scene, and, after all, it was Jing Xian's stuff, not his.

When he went to get the car in the morning, he was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that Jing Xian was still there.

When he got there, he followed Ye Feng upstairs.

This is Ye Feng's commission. He came to listen to it because he was simply bored and couldn't be free.

The client was an old lady, and she dragged Ye Feng into a lot of ramblings, to the effect that every morning, someone knocked on her window.But she lives on the 12th floor, how could there be anyone outside?

Ye Feng asked her about the situation in detail.

Lu Yingjiu sat on the sofa, holding a glass of water and listening casually.

He subconsciously touched the longevity lock on his chest.

This is not a difficult case, and Ye Feng quickly figured out the situation: There used to be a person who hanged himself on the roof of this building, probably because the resentment has not dissipated, and he harassed the residents every day.

So, facing the blood-red light of the setting sun, Lu Yingjiu and Ye Feng went up to the rooftop.

The man hanged himself with a clothesline.

Originally, the roof was covered with colorful quilts and clothes to dry. After someone died, people felt that it was bad luck, so they didn't dare to come up.On the current roof, there are only a few empty clotheslines, swaying by the wind.

Ye Feng pasted talisman papers around the roof. Lu Yingjiu stood behind him and said, "This one is a little further to the left, and there are two more talisman papers at the southwest corner, and the west side..."

After arranging all the talisman papers, Ye Feng made a formula, and the talisman papers burned, only to hear a sharp scream in the air!

All the clotheslines tensed in an instant, as if some weight was hanging on them, such as... dead bodies.

The wind blew so hard that it sounded like crying. In front of them, the hanged ghost with a pale face and a long tongue slowly appeared.

The hanged ghost looked around, and his eyes quickly fell on Lu Yingjiu, who didn't have a single talisman.

It flicked its scarlet long tongue, screaming and rushed up!

Then screamed dead, scattered into a cloud of black mist.

The whole process took no more than half a second.

Lu Yingjiu clapped her hands: "Okay, let's go back and hand in the commission."

Ye Feng muttered: "Every time I come out with you, I feel that it is too fast."

Lu Yingjiu laughed.

After solving the problem, the old lady was very grateful, and even took Ye Feng's hand, saying that she had never seen such an efficient exorcist, and she would definitely write a thank you letter and send a pennant to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng kept saying no, no, no.

"Besides, I'm not the one who is the best." He turned around to show the way to drink, but in vain.

Lu Yingjiu had already gone downstairs - he guessed that the old lady would chatter for a long time, so he decided to go back to the car to catch up on sleep.

Sure enough, Ye Feng was entangled by the old lady for more than ten minutes, finally got out of his body, and returned to the car: "Oh, you slipped very fast."

Unexpectedly, Lu Yingjiu was on the phone.

He remembered the light bulb and was going to urge the management office to fix it.

It was a lazy aunt's voice who answered the phone. Lu Yingjiu explained the situation to her and asked her to change the light bulb.

But the aunt said casually: "Oh, I know the situation. We really don't have enough manpower these days, and the master is also very busy. I can only arrange for you as soon as possible."

"When is the earliest time?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"I don't know about that, just wait, at least two or three days."

Lu Yingjiu hung up the phone.

Ye Feng asked: "Why, the light is broken?"

"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu said, "I don't know why the light bulb is broken. This property doesn't care much about the matter, and it will probably take a long time."

"That's really inconvenient." Ye Feng muttered, "Aren't you considering changing the neighborhood?"

Lu Yingjiu is certainly not short of money.

In fact, if he wanted to, he could buy a suite in the city center with full payment and move out now.

But Lu Yingjiu shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm used to it. You know that, I tend to miss the past."

Ye Feng didn't say any more.

He knew the reason why Lu Yingjiu stayed here.

Lu Yingjiu's family was not well off when he was a child, and the cost of hiring a ghost exorcist and the incense money for praying to gods and Buddhas everywhere was a huge expense, and they couldn't afford it at all.

After a long time, Lu Yingjiu's father was the first to collapse.

He made the most cowardly decision: divorce and let go.

So in the following days, Lu Yingjiu's mother, Zhuang Xue, begged for help everywhere, worked several jobs at the same time, ate the cheapest lunch box, just to save some money before begging the next person.

Lu Yingjiu was talented, and after learning how to draw talisman paper, he relieved a lot of pressure.However, the ghost marriage made the situation significantly better, and Zhuang Xue was overjoyed—the work pressure was relieved, and she no longer lived in anxiety every day.She even had some spare money, bought flowers and went home after get off work, humming a song and arranging flowers in the living room.

Every time she arranged flowers, Lu Yingjiu would study all kinds of talisman papers beside her when she came back from school.

Unlike him, Zhuang Xue has absolutely no talent for exorcising ghosts.

Although she worked hard to learn the technique of exorcising ghosts for Lu Yingjiu, until now, the talisman paper still looks like a bunch of ghostly drawn talismans, and she doesn't understand anything.

Therefore, Zhuang Xue just finished arranging the flowers happily, and harassed Lu Yingjiu from time to time: "Oh, what do you think looks good?"

Lu Yingjiu looked away from the talisman paper, carefully looked at the flowers and plants, shook his head and said, "I don't think there is any difference."

Zhuang Xue complained: "Why don't you inherit any of my aesthetics?"

After a while, she asked again: "Do you like baby's breath more or dogtail grass?"

"Guntail grass." Lu Yingjiu replied, and his men drew the lines steadily.

After a few seconds, when he put the drawn talisman paper beside him, the back of his neck felt itchy.

When he turned his head, his mother was scratching him with a piece of dog's tail grass. Seeing him turning his head, she bent over with a smile.

Lu Yingjiu said helplessly, "How many times have you scratched me, what's the fun?"

"I want to say more, why are you talking so old-fashioned, meaningless at all." Zhuang Xue poked him with a dog's tail grass again, "You are so young, why aren't you a little childish and energetic? I look forward to it every day, you will Don't cry and ask me for pocket money to buy lollipops. Come on, cry for mom."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu: "Am I really your own..."

"Of course." Zhuang Xue said, "Others can't give birth to such a cute child." She rubbed Lu Yingjiu's hair violently, "If you can be more self-willed and act like a baby to me, it will be more perfect. "

Later, their family situation got better and better, and they finally bought a second-hand house when they were in Lu Yingjiu High School.

——It is the place where Lu Yingjiu lives now.

The second-hand house is not expensive, but it is much better than their previous small house of no more than 50 square meters.

Lu Yingjiu has already made a lot of money, and can buy a bigger and more luxurious house, but what he misses the most is this place.

After all, there used to be huge bouquets of flowers here.

"..."

Ye Feng came back to his senses and saw Lu Yingjiu looking out the window.

Ye Feng followed his gaze and looked out.

Someone is selling flowers on the street.The budding roses, big carnations, orchids and gypsophila, with crystal water drops on the petals, attracted several girls to gather around and chirp to ask the price.

Ye Feng said: "Why, do you want to buy flowers?"

"No, I just remembered that my family used to buy flowers." Lu Yingjiu said.

Ye Feng said "Oh", and said: "Your mother's flower arrangements are really beautiful, but unfortunately I am covered with art bacteria, and I don't know how to appreciate it." He smiled, "I still remember, she used to say to me the most "You don't think you're not like a child in welcoming wine", and then urged me to take you to an Internet cafe, saying that you are going to be a fool."

Willful and coquettish.

Lu Yingjiu has been insulated from these two words since she was a child.

He has always been extremely restrained, and his rational thinking is far greater than his sensibility.So Zhuang Xue didn't get what he wanted.

Ye Feng just said that casually, but Lu Yingjiu answered him after a few seconds: "It's still self-willed."

"Huh?" Ye Feng asked.

"It's only once." Lu Yingjiu looked at the blooming bouquet, thinking of Jing Xian, "There will be no next time."

Facing the last rays of the setting sun, Honda hit the road.

Lu Yingjiu put Ye Feng down on the way, and drove home by herself.

When he took the elevator upstairs, he was ready to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone.

The poor management office is so inefficient, it is conceivable that the light bulb must not have been changed.

But to his surprise, after walking a few steps, the light in front of him was bright, and the light at the door of the house turned on.

Just as Lu Yingjiu was thinking, this property was finally done, and suddenly stood still under the light bulb.

Not right.

He squinted and looked at the bulb against the light.

The glass, the tungsten filament, the lamp holder...all normal, the bulb glowing softly, welcoming him home.

But he just sensed a very light, very light Yin Qi.

This……

It's a hell light bulb!

——Lu Yingjiu came to a conclusion in an instant.