After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Chu Banyang cut the palm of his hand with a short knife, and the blood dripped on the box, red and black interlaced.

It is impossible for ordinary ashes to be so heavy.

It must have something to do with some sort of spell.

With the bleeding, the spell on the ground became brighter and brighter, and the temperature dropped.Chu Banyang concentrated his attention, lightly pressed the other hand on the box, and whispered the sentences—they were all very weird, very small syllables, which did not belong to human beings.His clothes were windless and his hair was floating in the air.

After a certain moment, the air suddenly stagnated.

The temperature dropped below zero, and Chu Banyang suddenly fell silent.

Lu Yingjiu could feel that a certain existence descended into this narrow space.

It is bound by the contract of the Chu family and the spells around it, manic and cold.

Among the many ghosts and gods, the peacock god of the Chu family is also very powerful.Lu Yingjiu thought, this is indeed completely different from other ghosts and gods, and it deserves its reputation.

Chu Banyang slowly spit out the syllables and recited the ancient spell.

The air stagnates again for a few seconds.

Then the blood-red lines on the ground lit up one after another, and besides that, the surrounding seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of black mist.Chu Banyang was less than one meter away from Lu Yingjiu, but Lu Yingjiu could no longer see him clearly.

A few seconds later, the cool wind came up from under my feet.

Accompanied by a clattering sound, turquoise flames lit up clockwise all over his body.There are nine lights in total, surrounding the two of them in the very center, burning faintly.

The base of the flame is made of pure gold, and the brilliant metal is dotted with various gemstones, such as cat's eye green, crow blue, evening cloud gray, purple...they are strung together by golden silk threads, shining dreamlike luster in the firelight.

Lu Yingjiu's feet became soft.

It was like the thick fur of an animal. When he looked down, there were emerald green and golden feathers under his feet.

It was the gorgeous color of the Peacock God.

Looking around, the layout of the entire room has changed, and the peacock's gorgeous feathers have spread to nowhere.And above the green fire, there are dots of light, they flicker on and off, like stars at first glance.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at a unique space.

Lu Yingjiu thought again, it deserves to be the most beautiful ghost.

Peacocks love beauty, and they can't wait to spread their feathers to show off all the time. Even this ceremony reveals an extravagant atmosphere.

Chu Banyang was used to this scene, so he walked forward until he came under the frontmost flame.

There is a small altar there, with a stone tablet in the center - almost exactly the same as the stone tablet under the 20th pavilion when Lu Yingjiu was in Yueshan Village.Like the Zhang family, the Chu family respects and fears the way of heaven, and there are such steles erected in many places.

On the altar, there was a small wooden bowl containing a pool of emerald green and golden liquid.

Chu Banyang picked up the bowl, walked carefully to the side of the wine, and handed it over: "Drink."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu said: "Although I know you don't like me all the time, you shouldn't poison me so blatantly... It looks a bit like diluted paint."

Chu Banyang assured: "It's absolutely safe, I often drank it when I was young."

"What's the use of drinking it?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"I can dream," Chu Banyang said, "Don't you have a lot of confusion, dreams can answer many doubts."

——Lu Yingjiu has heard about this.

Every eye spot on the peacock god's tail feathers is a golden eye pupil, in which different brilliance shines like a kaleidoscope, if you look deeply, it has the power to confuse people's hearts.

In addition, it is said that the peacock god guards a pool of divine water.

After drinking the inexhaustible magic water for thousands of years, one can have prophetic dreams or solve confusing dreams.

Generally speaking, the Chu family would not give magic water to outsiders.

Perhaps Chu You was involved in this matter, so Chu Banyang brought Lu Yingjiu here.

That being the case, Lu Yingjiu no longer hesitated, thanked Chu Banyang, took the wooden bowl and drank it down.

Unexpectedly, the Shenshui has a beautiful luster, but it tastes like a common sweet spring. After a few sips, the throat is full of sweetness.

Then Lu Yingjiu's eyes flashed.

The flames, the feathers under the feet, Chu Banyang... they all disappeared, leaving only a paleness in the whole world.

His whole body is erratic, and his spirit is also in a trance, as if his soul is out of his body.

It took Lu Yingjiu several seconds to realize that the paleness in front of him was actually snow.

An overwhelming snowstorm that can almost bury the entire world.

He felt that "he" was walking in the snow, the snow under his feet hindered his pace, the world was dark, and the only light source was a lantern in his hand.

The shape of the lantern is a bit weird, it is hexagonal, and the tip is as sharp as a blade.A group of bright yellow, fist-sized light sources are slowly burning in it, bringing some warmth.

"He" continued to face the wind and snow, his thin clothes fluttered in the strong wind - his clothes were in the shape of ancient times, with wide cuffs, and the hem was neatly closed, all in pure white, so white that there was no blemish , White enough to blend with the wind and snow.

For a moment by chance, "he" turned his head.

It was only then that Lu Yingjiu noticed that he was holding another person with his left hand.

It was a pale young man in black, with a fresh wound on his face, and bright red blood flowing, becoming the most beautiful color in the world.

Lu Yingjiu couldn't see his face clearly.

The blood was almost flowing to the boy's chin, but he didn't intend to wipe it off, he just held "his" hand tightly, not daring to let go for half a second.

It's as if if you let go of it for a moment, you will lose the whole world.

They walked side by side in the wind and snow like this.

There is no way forward, no goal, and no idea whether the wind will end or the snow will melt.

But they kept going.

...Where am I?

Lu Yingjiu was in a trance.

Consciousness still drifted away, thinking became slow, and all the pictures seemed to have a filter, which made him see clearly after a long time.

In the haze, there is a feeling of drowning or drunk.

Another flash in front of my eyes.

The soft texture returned to the feet, and the peacock feathers appeared again.

Lu Yingjiu was still holding the wooden bowl in his hand.

It all seemed like an illusion.

With a clear consciousness, Lu Yingjiu regained his composure and asked Chu Banyang, "How long ago?"

"Less than a second." Chu Banyang said, "No matter how long you have experienced in your dream, in reality, it seems that you have lost your mind."

He then asked, "So, have your doubts been answered?"

"...No." Lu Yingjiu handed the bowl back to him and rubbed his eyebrows, "I don't even understand what I saw. I seem to see... people from ancient times? Anyway, look at the clothes, isn't it Modern."

"Ah." Chu Banyang said.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him, Lu Yingjiu looked a little strange.

Chu Banyang paused for a while before saying, "Then you may have seen the previous life."

Lu Yingjiu: "What about solving the puzzle dream? Why do you give other services as a gift?"

Chu Banyang said: "Resolving confusion dreams is only a possibility. Some people's dreams can solve confusion, some people's dreams can predict, and a very small number of people will dream of past lives." He hesitated for a while , "However, according to experience, people who dream of past lives..."

"What about people who dreamed about their previous lives?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

Chu Banyang hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I died a miserable death in my previous life."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath: "Forget it, I don't care much about my previous life, anyway, I don't remember it now, no matter how miserable it is, it doesn't matter to me. Give me another drink of magic water, maybe this time it will clear up my confusion."

"No way," Chu Banyang said, "Shenshui has side effects, you can only drink it once every three years, otherwise you will die a miserable death in this life."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu said: "The divine water in your family doesn't sound very magical."

"Indeed." Chu Banyang rarely agreed.

There are simply too many people in the Chu family who want to benefit from Shenshui.

Which cousin of Chu Banyang is still in junior high school, and wants to drink the magic water before the exam, so as to predict the finale.

In the end, he didn't predict the topic. He dreamed about the sadomasochistic love in his previous life, so he couldn't help but cry, and he didn't take the exam.

Later, he was beaten up by his father, packed up and sent to school, and the problem naturally healed.

And which of his cousins ​​drank a bowl of magic water before buying a lottery ticket, hoping to win a big prize.

The grand prize was not predicted, but the dream solved her doubts.

She felt that the eyes suddenly opened up, as if she saw the sun through the clouds, and a road she had never seen before gradually appeared in front of her.

But she obviously woke up too thoroughly.

Because she became a nun that night.

In short, the number of times Shenshui can work accurately is very small.

The possibility of changing your life by its power is basically zero.

Chu Banyang said again: "If Shenshui is so effective, why did the Chu family still do business? In the early years, they could make a fortune by just reselling some Shenshui."

Lu Yingjiu thought about it, and felt that it was very reasonable and impeccable.

He said: "Since this is the case, there is no other way, I'd better find a way to investigate it myself."

"That's the only way." Chu Banyang nodded, "I didn't have much hope at first, but it's better to try than not to try."

He went back to the urn, pasted a new talisman on it, and prepared to go back.

Taking advantage of this time, Lu Yingjiu looked around.

Wherever you can see, gemstones are gorgeously decorated and rich, and those star-like light sources above your head are getting brighter and brighter.

Too bright to ignore.

He looked intently and saw countless pictures in the light source.

There are farmers under the scorching sun, there are buses in the cold rain, there are students jumping around in the school, and there are huge windmills towering in the mist...

Everywhere is so realistic.

Lu Yingjiu asked Chu Banyang: "What are those things in the air?"

"Oh." Chu Banyang answered him while sticking a talisman on his hand, "Those are all dreams of the Peacock God."

"Did it have a dream?" Lu Yingjiu looked up again, looking carefully.

"Yes," Chu Banyang said, "Outsiders don't know much about it. In fact, the Peacock God has been sleeping. Our Chu family just borrowed its power, but we can't talk to it."

He pasted the last piece of talisman on it, and said: "It was born from the divine water, and it has no doubts waiting to be answered, so it will always linger in the past life and predictions, and will not wake up. There are rumors that every time it sleeps, there will be 59 dreams."

"Every starlight in the sky is its dream."

Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a moment.

59.

This number is very familiar.

Where is he looking?

Memory went back, time flicked, and he returned to Wanming Mountain.

On the way to worship the mountain, he entered the wooden house where the mountain worshipers had rested. In Zhang Nianyun's room, he found a photo of himself when he was young.

He brought out those photos.

On the back of one of them was written in black pen: 【1/59】

Could this be by chance, or...

Lu Yingjiu stepped forward quickly and asked Chu Banyang, "Why 59? Is there anything special about this number?"

Seeing that he was suddenly serious, Chu Banyang replied with some puzzlement: "There is no reason, it should just be just right."

Lu Yingjiu asked him word by word: "Aside from here, where else does the number '59' appear?"

"I don't know." Chu Banyang thought about it for a while, "I don't know about other families, and this should be the only one on Peacock God's side. But..." He thought about it carefully again, "There seems to be a family in the Zhang family. Similar rumors."

Lu Yingjiu said, "Can you still remember the details?"

So Chu Banyang sat on the soft feathers, touched the urn, and thought carefully.

Even thinking about it, his face is still a little smug.

It was probably because this was the first time in many years that he was able to answer Lu Yingjiu's questions.

After a long time, Chu Banyang said: "It happened when I was very young. At that time, the Zhang family had not yet fallen, and the Chu family once planned a large-scale sacrifice with them."

He continued: "Before, our two families worshiped the Dao of Heaven separately. This is the first and last time to worship together like this. Of course, the decline of the Zhang family is a digression."

"In short, I went up the mountain with them, and met people of the same age of the Zhang family on the way. One of them told me the story of listening to truth."

The ghosts and gods who form a bond with the Zhang family are Di Ting.

But the Zhang family is quite a mysterious family, they rarely communicate with outsiders, and Lu Yingjiu knows very little about them.

Chu Banyang said: "The child told me that Di Ting, who made a contract with them, likes to collect gems. Every time it puts 59 gems in the nest, it will be satisfied. But gems are easy to be dusted in the ghost world, and they are easily collected by ghosts. Gas corrodes, and finally vanishes into nothingness."

"Every time a gem is broken, Di Ting will collect new gems until there are 59 in the nest."

"For that worship, the Zhang family brought 59 gems."

"If you really want to find the root of '59', maybe it's in the Zhang family. They are the most fanatical worshipers of the Heavenly Dao, much better than the Chu family."

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a long while before speaking: "That is to say, the Zhang family believes that the number '59' is special to ghosts and gods, or to the Dao of Heaven."

"Yes." Chu Banyang said.

Lu Yingjiu looked at the sky again, the brilliance was as dazzling as stars, and asked: "Then, is there any way to see these dreams? Or, is there anything special about them?"

"Every dream corresponds to a place in reality." Chu Banyang said, "If you want to say it's special, there's nothing special about it."

"However," he looked up to a certain corner of the starry sky, "speaking of which, there have been two collapses in the dream of the Peacock God. The Chu family has never been clear about the reason."

He pointed to the corner.

Sure enough, there were two groups of extremely dim light.

Compared with other dreams, they are simply too inconspicuous, as if they will go out in a second.

Lu Yingjiu asked, "Which two places do they correspond to in reality?"

Chu Banyang said the location.

One is a village near the sea, and the other is a school.

Lu Yingjiu memorized the names of two places, thinking, no matter whether it has anything to do with him or not, he must find clues after all.

Chu Banyang asked: "So, the number '59' is related to you?"

"Yes." Lu Yingjiu said, "But I haven't figured it out yet."

Chu Banyang suddenly had curiosity written all over his face, and "want to know" was written all over his face.

But he just didn't open his mouth, holding back his life.

If it were normal, Lu Yingjiu would start teasing him a few words.

But today he was really not in the mood, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't plan to speak out for the time being. Before the truth comes to light, too many people are involved, and I feel uneasy intuitively."

"Oh." Chu Banyang said, "It's okay, I'm not interested at all either."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Chu Banyang is still terminally ill, it seems that Shenshui can't cure Aojiao.

If you continue to stay here, there will be no new progress.

Chu Banyang made a trick, and the wind stirred the sleeves of their clothes again.

Lu Yingjiu's eyes were dark and bright again.

They went back to the basement of Chu's house.

The blood-red lines on the floor flickered a few times, then dimmed.Chu Banyang bent down and lifted the urn with some difficulty, ready to move it back.

When Lu Yingjiu saw his strenuous appearance, he was faintly worried again.

If he threw the whole family bucket, he directly threw the entire Chu family's ancestors down for generations. The old man's osteoporosis is easy to fracture, that would be disrespectful.

When he went up the stairs, he saw that Chu Banyang was struggling more and more, so he said, "Let me lift it aside too, in case grandpa and grandma fall too much..."

As soon as the words fell, a "bang!" was heard.

Chu Banyang let go of his hand, and the box fell straight down!

It was so heavy that it knocked a corner off the stairs.

Lu Yingjiu: "...how bad."

Chu Banyang was very calm, without changing his face, he bent down and lifted it up again: "It's okay, I often threw it to play with it when I was young. Our family has a lot of urns, not expensive, and every junior has one. "

Lu Yingjiu said: "Why do you have so many ashes in your family? You can still have a share."

"After all, it is a big family." Chu Banyang continued to walk forward, "Everyone gets a shovel after death, and the accumulation is enough."

Lu Yingjiu helped his forehead.

"When a person dies, he is dead." Chu Banyang said, "The Chu family takes life and death very lightly. It is good to erect a monument to commemorate the ancestors. Everything else is empty, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it."

Going up to the first floor, when saying goodbye to Chu Banyang, Chu Banyang asked him again: "Are you planning to go to the place where the two dreams are broken?"

"Yes." Lu Yingjiu nodded.

Chu Banyang hesitated for a long time, as if he wanted to say something.

But he didn't speak in the end.

It was getting late, Lu Yingjiu got into the car, only to realize that it was almost six o'clock.

In the distance, a round of red sunset is sinking, coating the mountains and stratus clouds with a layer of golden light.

Jing Xian sent him a text message asking when he would be back.

Lu Yingjiu raised the corners of his mouth and replied: 【Within 40 minutes】

After speaking, he started the Land Rover and drove on the road, joining thousands of traffic going home, like a flock of tired birds returning home.

He used to go home alone with peace of mind, because he knew that there would be no one else in the house except the greedy cow cat.

But this time is different.

The journey home was filled with anticipation and joy.

After going back to park the car, Lu Yingjiu went upstairs, and as soon as he took out the key at the door, the door opened directly.

——The sound insulation here is not good, probably because Jingxian heard the sound of the keys.

Then Lu Yingjiu's feet were empty, and Jingxian carried her into the house.

Lu Yingjiu:?

For a moment, Lu Yingjiu could only feel a warm hug.

Jing Xian whispered in his ear: "You came back too late!"

"I was delayed on the road for a while." Lu Yingjiu patted him on the back and comforted him, "I'm back before the meal time, it's still on time... Hey, put me down quickly."

Only then did Jing Xian put him down, with a complicated expression on his face, as if he wanted to continue hugging him.

Lu Yingjiu said, "What have you been doing today?"

He felt a little guilty, if Jing Xian really stayed in the house all day, it would be really boring.

As far as his observation is concerned, although Jing Xian knows how to use electronic devices and uses them well, he doesn't play games at all, and only occasionally watches movies.

Jing Xian said, "I watched a movie."

"En." Lu Yingjiu thought to himself, sure enough.

Jing Xian added: "And before you came back, I went out for a walk and killed a dozen ghosts along the way."

Lu Yingjiu: "...?"

"I also fed more than a dozen fierce beasts."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

It sounds like Jing Xian had a fulfilling day, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

But Lu Yingjiu unconsciously raised his brows and eyes.

The sense of peace of mind at home will always make people feel warm all over and bend their eyes unconsciously.

After all, Jing Xian has been waiting for him.

Lu Yingjiu looked around the room again.

Mao Tuanzi was lying lazily in the corner, hiccupping constantly.

He felt bad: "What did you feed it again?"

"Nothing." Jing Xian didn't blink.

It's a lie at first glance.

Lu Yingjiu changed his shoes, walked over and sat down on the spot, stroked Mao Tuanyuan's bulging belly, and then stroked the cow cat who came over.

Two balls of fluffy animals rubbed back and forth under his hands.

After a few seconds, Jing Xian also sat beside him, leaning towards him with all his strength, keeping his usual dishonesty, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Helpless, Lu Yingjiu stretched out his hand to grab his hand that started to lift his clothes without stopping him, and said with a smile: "Jingxian, you..."

He froze suddenly.

When he touched that powerful hand, his eyes were pale again.

The blizzard, the dim lanterns, the white clothes, the road ahead without end.

The young man in black behind him held his hand tightly, his cheek was bruised, and there was a brilliant blood red.

Lu Yingjiu still couldn't see the boy's face clearly, but heard his voice.

The boy opened his mouth and asked cautiously, "...are you going to die?"

The "he" in the dream did not answer.

So the only answer to the young man was the sound of the wind screaming hysterically.