After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

After talking, the atmosphere between the two of them was much better, and they were walking side by side in the mist again.

In the distance, in the deepest part of the fog, a few bright yellow lights floated over.That direction is the only way to get to the nursing home.

The yellow light was very close to them.

Lu Yingjiu glanced over and could tell that these yellow lights looked like the old kerosene lamps.

With that light, a few steps forward, Lu Yingjiu could clearly see who was coming.

Horrible faces appeared in the mist, and they were several distorted human faces.

They wore tattered uniforms and carried oil lamps, wandering in the mountains.

Lu Yingjiu's thoughts changed, and she quickly understood: A long time ago, there were guards here who patrolled the mountains.

It appears that they are stuck here.

Those ugly faces twisted, melted and reassembled in front of him, they looked like flowing rotten meat with a strong rotten smell.

Jing Xian just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu coughed: "Although I won't drive you back now, you should use less strength."

He always felt uneasy if the priest used too much power in the world.Jing Xian can be indifferent, but he can't.

Jing Xian was stunned for a moment, then said: "Actually, it doesn't matter."

Lu Yingjiu insisted, "Don't make a move."

As soon as he pinched it, the furry little black beast had already appeared at his feet.

"Ow!" it cried, rolling around Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu squatted down, patted its head, and then pointed to the group of nurses: "Go."

The little black beast got the order, rushed up with a whimper, and flew towards the head nurse.

Its body is small, but its weight and strength are huge. This pounce directly threw the nurse down.The nurse's body was rotten, his movements were inflexible, his hands and feet flopped on the ground clumsily, Mao Tuanzi opened his mouth, showing his sharp teeth, and sucked lightly——

The ghost's body turned into a cloud of black mist.

The black mist screamed terrifyingly in the air, and countless hands were vaguely scratched in it, and countless faces were howling in it, like scrolls from hell.

Then it swallowed it in one bite.

The black hairball burped in satisfaction, and then rushed to the other nurses.

The nurse couldn't resist this evil beast at all, the oil lamp in his hand fell, and the bright light rolled on the ground, reflecting the white mist.

Lu Yingjiu can deal with these low-level ghosts without going on the field himself.

For the next 2 minutes, the two watched Mao Tuanzi running around chasing the nurses.

After the nurses were all killed by Mao Tuanzi, it came back whining, rubbed the road to drink, and disappeared.

What disappeared with it was still a thick white mist.

A gust of mountain wind swirled up from the peaks, blowing away all the fog.In just a few seconds, the vision suddenly became clear, the sky was blue, and the bright sun shone in the forest.

The vision in the forest became clear.

Lu Yingjiu saw Ye Feng and Xiao Li not far away at a glance.

Those two people were afraid that they would get separated in the fog, so they stood together hand in hand, each holding a talisman paper.They were also taken aback when they looked over, and then stepped on the path, stepping deep and stepping over.

Ye Feng asked: "Have all the ghosts been solved?"

"En." Lu Yingjiu nodded.

Ye Feng gave him a thumbs up: "As expected of you."

Ye Feng continued to lead the way, and everyone walked for another ten minutes, and after being bitten several times by mosquitoes, they finally saw the snow-white outer wall from a distance——

The building of the nursing home stood before them.

There are two main buildings in the nursing home. The names are stamped on the wall in gilt letters. One side is called "Ruoshui" and the other side is called "Changliu". Both of them have rooms for patients.

At this time, the two buildings stood on the left and right sides, occupying a huge area, and the luxury of the year can be vaguely seen—this kind of building was quite rare in that era, plus the fees for patients were low, and there were a lot of staff in the hospital, all relying on exorcising ghosts The financial support of the family.

The downstairs of the building is overgrown with weeds and flowers, and the decorative fountain has long since dried up and is full of slippery moss.Even the introduction signboard of the nursing home at the entrance was surrounded by vines, entangled inseparably.

After being closed for 17 years, everything is in the past tense.

The young man entrusted them to find his missing friend Zhou Liang.But where Zhou Liang disappeared, he couldn't tell. He wanted to open Zhou Liang's live broadcast room to watch the replay, but the data was wrong.

Lu Yingjiu and the others could only search blindly.

If Zhou Liang had an accident in the nursing home, he could be found anyway, maybe Zhou Liang disappeared in the deep mountains and old forests.

The nearby mountain range is called Wanming Mountain, covering an area of ​​160 square kilometers. Even with the help of ghosts and gods, it is very difficult to handle.

Ye Feng said: "Anyway, we don't have any clues, so let's go to the second master's office first."

The others had no objections and followed him.

Ye Deyong's office is on the top floor of Ruoshui Building, which is the 7th floor.

The three of them walked into the building.

Even in the daytime, the building was still dim, and there were messy footprints on the ground. It seemed that many anchors had been there.The design of the building is very simple, no different from ordinary nursing homes. It turns out that there are many talisman papers on the walls and many kits hanging on the door. When the hospital was closed, these things had already been cleared away.

Ye Feng walked ahead, turned on the flashlight, and the dust danced in the beam.

"I used to come to this building a lot when I was a kid," he said.

Xiao Li asked: "Aren't these all patients?"

"There were no patients on the top floor before, so I went there to play hopscotch." Ye Feng smiled, "It was so boring at the time, I counted how many times I had to jump from one side of the corridor to the other every time."

Xiao Li asked again: "Brother Ye Feng, didn't you play cards or slingshots when you were young?"

"I'm the only kid in the whole courtyard." Ye Feng said, "I've made up a whole set of cards, and I can't show them to others. I have no place to show off. I really played with slingshots. I was a kid before. I was sensible, so I thought about hunting birds every day, but my skills were so bad that I couldn't shoot anything. Later, I broke the glass in the second floor ward, and the second master never played with the slingshot for me again. "

"It should be." Lu Yingjiu nodded and said, "I remember you also broke the windows of my house."

"Ah?" Ye Feng just remembered this and started to giggle.

The elevator was no longer available. They climbed slowly along the stairs. The dust on the handrails seemed to be 3 centimeters thick. When they blew gently, they covered their faces.

Most of the anchors had been here a few days ago. There were very few people today, and they didn’t bump into the anchors. They just looked through the glass in the stairwell and saw two or three people sitting on the benches downstairs. Take a break with a video camera next to you.

On the 7th floor, Ye Feng walked to the deepest part of the corridor with ease.

The doors and windows of the dean's office were wide open.

To be precise, the window glass has been broken long ago, and there are shards all over the floor, which creaked when stepped on.And the old wooden door was tattered, with different graffiti on it.

Lu Yingjiu went over to take a look, and the graffiti read "xxx is here for a visit".

The handwriting is very new, it was written with a pen recently, crooked and ugly.

There are also many footprints in the house, and the anchors have been here a long time ago.

Ye Feng scolded in a low voice: "The quality is really poor, why are you scribbling?"

They go inside.

The layout of the house is very simple, there are filing cabinets, bookshelves and a desk.

Behind the desk, there is still a huge inscription:

【Heaven】

These two characters are domineering and chic, with the edge of the pen like a sharp knife, written by Ye Deyong himself.

When the hospital was closed, Ye Deyong cleared out most of the things, leaving only irrelevant papers and books—these things were all searched by the anchor, trying to find something that was explosive, but obviously failed.

The four of them came late, and they didn't know if there were any key things that were taken away.

Ye Feng looked under the inscription for a while, and murmured: "He taught me calligraphy before..."

He stared at it for a few more seconds, shook his head, and began to concentrate on searching the house.

Although it was a rummage, no one knew what to actually find.

The four of them turned the house upside down, and finally put all the things they could find on the table.

The five medical records are all very ordinary patients, and they should have simply been forgotten to take away.The two books are Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams" and Su Guoting's "Shu Pu".There is also a large pile of documents that have been turned up in a mess and out of order, all about the nursing home, such as the transfer of staff, the expansion plan of the nursing home, and so on.

Nothing else.

Regardless of the dirty chair, Ye Feng sat on it and looked at the table full of things.

He took out the picture again.

In the photo, Ye Deyong is holding him, and the two are standing in front of the nursing home.

The black mark on Ye Deyong's neck was still there, pinching him tightly, making him look painful.

——This is actually a very sad thing for Ye Feng.It is said that the deceased has passed away and will be buried in the earth for a long time, but now, no matter what happened, it seems that Ye Deyong has not got the peace he deserved.

Ye Feng took a deep breath and exhaled again, the dust in the air flew up in the light.

After many years, this nursing home and this office are still so familiar.

Ye Feng still remembers the time when he was running, jumping and messing around here.

Now, sitting on this old chair, with his back leaning on the huge [Heavenly Dao], Ye Feng looked at the photo and murmured: "Give me some hints, just a little..."

The two people in the photo are silent.

More than ten years ago, the sun was shining and the mountains were rolling.

Until they left the dean's office, the miracle did not happen, and they did not find any clues.

Everyone discussed it and decided to walk around the entire nursing home, on the one hand to find clues, and on the other hand to find anchor Zhou Liang.

Ye Feng's mood was very low, and he didn't talk much along the way.

Lu Yingjiu said to him: "If there is no clue here, go to his house again, there will always be something found, don't worry." He patted Ye Feng on the shoulder.

"Yeah." Ye Feng scratched his head in frustration, making his hair look like a chicken coop.

The nursing home is very large, and it took nearly two hours just to walk around the two buildings.

As Lu Yingjiu walked, there would be more things in his hands.

For example, a bottle of water.

For example, the nuts he likes to eat.

For example, various snacks.

Lu Yingjiu walked in the dilapidated building, surrounded by rotten windows, broken doors, and various spider webs, but she abruptly walked out of the feeling of spring outing.He even doubted that if he said he wanted to have a picnic, Jing Xian would take out a cloth and lay it out on the spot, put small biscuits and black tea on it, and ask him which biscuit was the best, and he would bring it next time.

When Jing Xian took out things for the fifth time and tried to feed him, Lu Yingjiu finally couldn't hold back and asked, "How many things did you bring out?"

"Not many." Jing Xian said.

Lu Yingjiu gave him a suspicious look, and within a few seconds, another bag of green beans appeared in his hand.

This is the 8th snack he has received.

He said: "Jing Xian, you are really amazing."

"That's not true," Jing Xian said, "I'm working very hard to reunite the two of us, I've already made you a widow..."

Lu Yingjiu slapped him on the back and successfully stopped him from talking.Lu Yingjiu hurriedly went to see Xiao Li and Ye Feng - those two were concentrating on their research and didn't pay attention to what they were talking about.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

But Jing Xian was wronged again: "Look, after so many years, I am recognized as married in the ghost world. Your household registration is not married, and there are still a bunch of people chasing you. I have never had any status, and I am clearly scum by you." .I'm pursuing you now and I still have to hide it, it's no different from having an affair."

As soon as the topic of "scum" was brought up, Lu Yingjiu felt a headache.

By now, he understood why Jing Xian called him scum so much when he was in the Sidong slaughterhouse.

The more Jingxian thought about it, the more he felt unjust: "Fame, I want fame." He thought for a while, "You can dislike me for a while, but I want fame."

Lu Yingjiu said: "Jingxian..."

Jing Xian looked at him.

Lu Yingjiu: "You don't know that same-sex marriages are still not allowed in our country..."

In the next few minutes, Lu Yingjiu received a shock, disappointment, pain and unwillingness.

Apparently the ghosts don't know the law that well.

Seeing Jing Xian's expression, Lu Yingjiu couldn't help laughing.

While they were walking through the corner of the corridor, Ye Feng and Xiao Li turned around first, Lu Yingjiu turned around, hugged Jing Xian firmly, and patted him on the back soothingly.

——Facts have proved that this comfort is very effective.

The sunlight from outside the window poured in and reflected on their faces through the curtains.

After Jing Xian rubbed against his soft black hair, like some kind of large animal that had been appeased, he stopped complaining and became quiet.

When he let go, Lu Yingjiu received another happy toast.

When they turned the corner of the stairs, nothing happened between the two of them. Lu Yingjiu was expressionless, eating snacks, Jingxian continued the spring outing.

Xiao Li, who was walking in front, turned his head and looked over.

He thought to himself, they finally came over normally, and he didn't know what happened before.

But what Ye Feng said was true, the two of them always talked together along the way, and they could talk for a long time.

When both buildings were gone, nothing was found.There are no clues, and there is no sign of Zhou Liang.

There is only one surprise:

They found a photo of Ye Deyong and a patient in a ward.

The photo was very old, and it was placed in a photo frame beside the bed, and half of the glass of the photo frame had been broken.In the photo, a patient in a blue and white hospital gown is smiling brightly, and there are large bouquets of flowers in front of the hospital bed.

Ye Deyong stood beside him, with a slightly staid expression, but a slight smile.

on his left.There is a woman in a white dress.There was a shallow scar on the woman's forehead, and she held his arm, smiling like a flower.

Lu Yingjiu blew the ashes on the photo, pointed at the woman and asked, "This is?"

"It's my second grandma." Ye Feng said, "I only saw her when I was a child."

"I didn't hear you mention it." Lu Yingjiu said.

"Yes," Ye Feng nodded, "she died in the third year of marriage, and the second master never remarried. My family didn't mention her very much, not even the second master. I thought before that she I didn’t even keep a single photo, but I didn’t expect to find one here.”

He took out the photo carefully, folded it according to the old creases, and put it in his bag.

Ten minutes later, everyone stood at the door of Ruoshui Building again.

Ye Feng let out a long sigh: "Our trip was really a failure. Let's forget about my second master's affairs. I don't have a clue. What's going on with Zhou Liang this week? It's impossible for a single anchor to go anywhere. Are you really going to the deep mountains and old forests?"

Xiao Li said: "Maybe when we go back to the village, we will find that he has gone back."

Ye Feng hummed: "Then I'm going to have a cerebral hemorrhage."

They packed up and prepared to go down the mountain.

As soon as he reached the gate of the nursing home, Xiao Li suddenly stood still and said in surprise: "Ah! That person sent me a message! Said that Zhou Liang's live broadcast room can be uploaded!"

"You son of a bitch!" Ye Feng scolded, "You're playing tricks, aren't you?"

Xiao Li clicked on the page and said, "No, no, it's not a live broadcast, it's just a replay of the live broadcast."

He pointed the phone screen at the crowd.

Sure enough, there was a replay of the live broadcast on the screen. The time was noon the day before yesterday, which was the time when Zhou Liang had just gone up the mountain.

……

55 hours ago.

"Welcome to my spiritual live broadcast room." Zhou Liang said, "We are now under the Yueshan Sanatorium."

He moved the camera up, and among the rolling mountains, the white sanatorium stood out against the greenery.

"The way up has been blocked, so we can only walk up slowly from the small path, and we will arrive there in ten to twenty minutes." Zhou Liang changed his tone, "Have you heard the rumors here? Take everyone to find out! If you like it, you can pay attention to it.”

He waved his hand, and two assistants followed behind him.

The path was not easy to walk, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, he was panting while explaining as he walked.

They were forced to take a detour.The weather was hot, and the clothes were sticking to the body with wetness.A few mosquitoes buzzed around his ears and stuck to his bare skin. He slapped it a few times, and the palm of his hand was smeared with bright red blood.

"..." Zhou Liang cursed silently.

But seeing the rising number of people in the live broadcast room, he felt better again.

After 10 minutes passed, the assistant suddenly said: "Is it foggy?"

"Yes." Zhou Liang said, "Just go to a nursing home."

The mist is getting bigger and bigger, and the milk is like filling the air.Soon the visible range will not exceed half a meter, and it is still shrinking.

This is obviously not normal. In the live broadcast, there is also a vast expanse of whiteness.

Zhou Liang has been to many supernatural places and seen many unexpected situations.He came prepared and connected himself and his assistant with a climbing rope.The three of them clung to each other and groped slowly. They climbed the rocks and roots of the most rugged place, and they passed it smoothly.

Another 10 minutes.

Out of breath, they walked onto a level ground.

The fog just dissipated, and what appeared in front of him was a tall, snow-white wall.

There are two buildings in the nursing home.

Zhou Liang adjusted the camera and said: "The building in front of us is called 'Ruoshui'. Most of the patients live here. Let's take a look here first."

The assistant asked: "Do you want to untie the climbing rope?"

"No."

The main entrance of the building, which had been locked, is now open.

The other anchors should have come first.

Zhou Liang was a little upset. He turned on the flashlight and walked in. He introduced, "The first floor here is just the reception, and the wards are on the second floor. Let's go straight up."

He headed straight for the stairs, his footsteps echoing in the hallway.

The assistant's footsteps were hesitant and slow, and there was a tugging feeling on the climbing rope from time to time.

Zhou Liang was impatient, and it was difficult to say anything in front of the audience.

When he got to the stairs, he said casually: "There is not much time, you two climb faster." Then he quickened his pace and began to climb up.

Crawling and crawling, he felt something was wrong.

The two assistants were also getting slower and slower, and the climbing rope was tense.

Zhou Liang took a few more steps, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Why, only his footsteps?

Where is the assistant?When did they separate?

The climbing rope was heavy, Zhou Liang stood still.

A certain chill spread from the tip of his hair to his toes, and he realized a more serious problem.

——If he was the only one, what was hanging on the other end of the climbing rope?

Just as he was about to turn his head, a pair of cold hands covered his eyes.

……

The playback content ends here.

The camera fell to the ground, and the last thing that could be heard was a crisp "click", like the sound of a machine being stepped on.

Something is definitely wrong.

Ye Feng stared at the screen and looked back several times.

The camera captured the ghost's pale hand with a wedding ring on its ring finger.

Very thin wedding ring, dark gold.

The wedding ring looked familiar to him.

All of a sudden but can not remember.

On Xiao Li's side, Zhou Liang's friends were at a loss and sent a series of messages to Xiao Li, begging them to save Zhou Liang.

Xiao Li couldn't keep up with the messages he sent, so he hurriedly replied a few words, promising that "we will try our best".

Just as he hit the send button—

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Hysterical cries came from the sanatorium!

And on the small road in front of them, a group of colorfully dressed people came again, carrying cameras and huge hiking bags.

They were also anchors, and when they heard the scream, they looked at each other and froze in place.

Lu Yingjiu and Xiao Li said: "Stop them, don't let them enter the courtyard."

After finishing speaking, he hurried to the nursing home, Jing Xian followed closely behind him.

Following the direction of the screams, Lu Yingjiu quickly went up the stairs, his body extremely agile and light.

On the fourth floor of Ruoshui Building, there was a woman with a pale face, tremblingly pointing at the corpse hanging on the window sill.

The corpse was very familiar, it was an assistant who followed Zhou Liang.Half of him is indoors, and half of him is hanging outside the window. There are several long strips of scars on his body, as if scratched out by sharp claws.

He looked dead for a while.

The glass of the window was all broken, and the mountain wind blew the broken curtains and shook them violently, like a terrifying ghost hand.

But when they just passed here, they didn't see anything at all.In other words, the assistant was just dropped here!

So, where did this ghost go?

Lu Yingjiu didn't feel any obvious yin energy along the way, and Jing Xian didn't react at all - Lu Yingjiu had no doubt that if the ghost dared to approach them half a step, he would have been crushed by Jing Xian.

If not indoors...

Lu Yingjiu subconsciously looked out the window.

All I saw was that the sea of ​​trees was dark green, blown by the breeze in the valley, all bent down, and the rustling sound seemed to be whispering.

……

Xiao Li and Ye Feng gathered several anchors together.

Because of the scream, each team carefully observed the situation. In just a few minutes, several teams had gathered in the square.

Ye Feng quickly called them over and told them not to enter the courtyard.

After Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian left, there was no news.

The wind was blowing hard, and the whole sea of ​​trees was making noises. The usual pleasing natural sound was quite disturbing now.

Ye Feng wasn't worried about what would happen to Lu Yingjiu, after all, he was really skilled and bold, and no matter how much trouble he made, nothing would happen.But now everyone is ignorant of the situation, whispering to each other, and the atmosphere is tense. If it takes a long time, he is afraid that he will not be able to control the situation.

He was thinking about whether to contact them, but Xiao Li next to him suddenly pulled him.

"What are you doing?" Ye Feng asked.

Xiao Li said, "Does your second grandma have a scar on her forehead?"

"correct."

"Is she not tall, about 1.5 meters?"

"correct."

"Is she slim and pierced?"

"That's right." Ye Feng said strangely, "Didn't you just see her photo, why did you ask this question? I know she is good-looking, but she is my second grandma after all, so you don't have to keep thinking about it... "

"I, I just want to say," Xiao Li stretched out his finger tremblingly, "Brother Ye Feng, your second grandma is climbing a tree."