After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

The villagers were extremely efficient, and by the second day, the wedding hall had almost been cleaned up.

Although it was too late to repair the dilapidated roof, it was temporarily covered with planks.The dust in the house has been completely cleaned up. Soft red silk and satin hang down from the four corners of the roof, layer upon layer, surrounding the most central character "囍". Under the bright hall.

For this wedding, Lu Yingjiu repeatedly told Jingxian to "keep everything simple".

Originally, things weren't that complicated at all. Give him some time and wander around the village, and he can almost catch the female ghost.This absurd wedding can still exist, all because of his connivance with Jing Xian.

Jing Xian agreed with a hmmm.

As a result, at seven o'clock the next morning, Lu Yingjiu's alarm clock rang.

The quality of his sleep last night was not very good. He was half asleep and half awake all the way, but he got better in the second half of the night, and he slept soundly——

Just had a weird dream.

He dreamed that Jing Xian sneaked into his bed in the middle of the night, put his arms around him to sleep, and rubbed contentedly on his black hair a few times.

When Lu Yingjiu woke up, her first reaction was to look at the bedside.

The bed was clean, and it didn't feel warm at all, so he couldn't doubt it.

Could it be that it was his illusion?

Lu Yingjiu is skeptical.

Until he went to the bathroom to wash up, and found that he was covered with a few stubborn shaggy hairs, curled left and right, and there were one or two suspicious patches of red on his neck.

... He concluded that Jingxian must have been a pervert last night.

As soon as Lu Yingjiu hung up the towel, she was ready to trouble Jing Xian.

As a result, he went out and wandered around the house, but he didn't even see Jing Xian's shadow.

Lu Yingjiu thought to himself, this is really abnormal.

Normally, Jing Xian had already prepared breakfast, and excitedly called him up to eat.

It seems that Jing Xian really felt guilty and ran away early, it was rare to see him thin-skinned once.

Lu Yingjiu was thinking about how to condemn Jing Xian when he was caught later, and opened the door——

"Bang! Boom!"

"Clang-clang!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Qiangqiang!"

Then there is the loud and penetrating sound of suona.A group of people were dressed in bright red, bouncing around lively underneath, especially those playing gongs and cymbals, who jumped three feet high.

Before Lu Yingjiu could react, they heard them cheering in unison!

A piece of red cloth whirled in the air, flew directly from the first floor to the second floor, and precisely covered his head.

Lu Yingjiu:? ? ?

His eyes were dark red, and as soon as he lifted up a corner of the red cloth, he heard the people below shouting in unison: "We are here to pick up the bride!"

Two more people ran over, holding long firecrackers in their hands, crackling.The suona played more cheerfully, the drums beat faster, and the surroundings were filled with a happy and cheerful atmosphere.

If it weren't for the fact that the "person" holding firecrackers has no shadow, the one who blows the suona has three heads and six arms, and the one who beats the gongs and drums is bleeding wildly behind him, it would be a lively scene of newlyweds.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He thought with the strands of his hair, and he knew whose handwriting it was.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, the ghosts all backed away.At the end of the road, a handsome man approached persistently.The umbrella fans opened, and behind him came eight tall and burly people, carrying a sedan chair with red curtains and embroidered with goldfish and lotus flowers, slowly approaching.

A bunch of villagers gathered nearby, all craned their necks to watch the commotion, seeing Jing Xian, the bridegroom official, suddenly burst into crackling applause like a tidal wave.

"Yeah!" they cheered.

Just as Jing Xian walked downstairs, he raised his head, but the flower hadn't been lifted up——

It's black in front of you.

Lu Yingjiu directly threw the red hijab downstairs, and precisely covered Jing Xian's head, then turned and went back to the room without looking back.

Jing Xian: "..."

10 minute later.

Jing Xian stood outside the bedroom door, with the red hijab hanging loosely around his neck.

He banged on the door and said, "I was wrong, I was really wrong."

In the house: "..."

Jing Xian continued: "But I still listened to what you said: I kept it simple, I didn't put on wedding clothes for the two of us, and I didn't send invitation letters to people I knew. I just found a big sedan chair, With a band, nothing special."

A faint voice came from inside the room: "Jingxian, first reflect on what you did yesterday."

"Yesterday, I didn't do anything yesterday." Jing Xian said.

In the house: "..."

Jing Xian thought for a while: "Does this count? I accidentally fed a mountain ghost to your hairball—but it's really a very small mountain ghost. I guarantee it didn't choke on it."

Inside the house: "...what else?"

Jing Xian said: "Well, I urged them to clean up the wedding hall and invited people from the village to watch the wedding, but I think these are trivial things."

Inside the house: "...what else?"

Jing Xian thought for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and confessed: "I'm sorry, I hid my private money behind your back. It's just under my pillow, and there's a total of 50 yuan. I'm going to buy a little zombie doll and put it at the door. I am frankly lenient, you come out quickly, we don't miss the auspicious time."

There was no movement in the house.

Jing Xian started to knock on the door again, halfway through the knock, the door suddenly opened with a bang, Lu Yingjiu looked at him expressionlessly, and pulled off his collar, revealing his delicate collarbone and large expanse of fair skin.

Jing Xian unconsciously rolled his Adam's apple.

Lu Yingjiu pointed to the two red spots on the neck that could be seen as hickey marks, and asked, "Then what's going on here?"

Jing Xian: "..."

Jing Xian said: "There are so many mosquitoes here! I'll give you some mosquito coils tonight!"

Lu Yingjiu slapped him on the body: "I'll kill you big mosquito."

Although Jing Xian was beaten, he coaxed his daughter-in-law out anyway, happily took Lu Yingjiu and went to the first floor.

When they got downstairs, the eight sedan chairs were still waiting for them.

Jing Xian made a "please" gesture, signaling Lu Yingjiu to go up.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Do you think it's possible for me to go up there?"

"It took me a lot of effort to move the sedan chair to this village." Jing Xian emphasized, "Don't you think it's beautiful!"

This sedan chair is indeed very finely crafted, the curtains are elegant and silky, the embroidery is exquisite and gorgeous, the whole is light, and there is also a faint fragrance.I don't know how long it took the craftsmen of the ghost world to build such a perfect sedan chair.

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath: "If you think it's beautiful, why don't you go up and sit there? There is an old saying that says, don't do to others what you don't want done to you, and you don't even want to go up there."

"Who says I don't want to." Jing Xian immediately retorted, "I do, I'm so willing."

After speaking, he lifted the palanquin, stepped forward with his long legs, and got in by himself.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Jing Xian lifted the sedan chair again, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come, come, come up together."

Lu Yingjiu: "Are you crazy? The two of you are sitting in a sedan chair together?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. This sedan chair is mine. If you want, it's fine for us to carry the sedan chair together."

Lu Yingjiu was speechless, and once again had a new understanding of Jingxian.

However, when Jing Xian leaned forward to pull him, he couldn't help but subconsciously took the hand with a smile on his brow.

——The hand pulled him up powerfully, and got on the sedan chair firmly.

There is a lot of space in the bridal sedan chair, and the two men actually sat together, and it wasn't too crowded.

It's that Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian are inevitably stuck together, intimate.

With a slight tremor, the sedan chair was lifted up by the eight ghosts and went up the mountain steadily.

As they got closer, the cold fragrance on Jing Xian's body became more obvious.

Little by little, he drilled into Lu Yingjiu's thoughts.

He also remembered the story Jingxian told: in the middle of the abyss where ghosts dare not step, there is a tree of white flowers that blooms and withers forever, and that is where Jingxian was born.

Although he had never seen the white flower, he thought that the white flower must have the same pleasant fragrance.

Looking up, the light from outside the window shines in through the curtain, outlining Jingxian's perfect side face line, and the... red hijab on his neck.

Lu Yingjiu stared at the hijab for a few seconds, and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Can you take this thing off? Can it be used as a scarf?"

"Isn't this great?" Jing Xian pulled the hijab to make it symmetrical, "I'll put it on when I get to the place, so you won't be shy."

Lu Yingjiu supported his forehead, and Jing Xian groped his waist again.

The sedan chair continued to go up, and the eight ghosts had very good legs, but it would take more than ten minutes to reach the Xitang.

Lu Yingjiu heard that besides the beating of gongs and drums, there were also lively voices around the sedan chair. It must be that the villagers followed to watch the excitement.

Finally, when Lu Yingjiu pulled Jing Xian's hand away from his back waist for the nth time, the sedan chair fell and trembled slightly when it landed.

to the place.

Jing Xian was the first to get off the sedan chair, and then pulled Lu Yingjiu out.

I saw the door of the Xitang was wide open, and it was completely new.

Yao Gou came before them, and thought he was the master of ceremonies, he had already taken care of everything with great interest.

The red candles were lit, the heaven and earth table was set up, and the lanterns were hung in an orderly manner.

He stood at the door and greeted: "Come here, I invite the bride and groom!!"

The surrounding villagers applauded again: "Yes!"

Thinking that these villagers were all invited by Jing Xian, Lu Yingjiu's face was full of black lines, and finally suppressed the urge to slap Jing Xian again, and went into the wedding hall with Jing Xian.

Yao Gou said happily: "Then, the ceremony is ready to start..."

"Wait." Lu Yingjiu said suddenly.

Yao Gou was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yingjiu pointed to the back of the wedding hall, and said, "Before the wedding, shouldn't we be given some time to prepare?"

Yao Gou said: "Actually, you don't need it, everything is fine, don't you want to put on some makeup?"

"Anyway, just give us some time." Lu Yingjiu dragged Jingxian and walked to the back of the Xitang.

He noticed when he came last time that there is a small utility room at the back of the wedding hall, where the master of ceremonies and the witch sometimes rest here.At this moment, he dragged Jing Xian through the long corridor, pushed the utility room open, and went in.

Jing Xian was led by him, a bit confused: "Isn't that good, shall we start the bridal chamber directly here? I originally imagined a more luxurious room..."

Lu Yingjiu stood still and turned around, holding a red invitation card.

The invitation was written in bronzing letters:

[Groom: Jing Xian

Bride: Lu Yingjiu

happy marriage]

At the end is a blue fortune flower, blooming lively.

Originally Yao Gou didn't think of this link, it was prepared by Jing Xian himself.

Lu Yingjiu shook the invitation card in his hand: "You did a good job, who did you draw these flowers for?"

Jing Xian said, "Can't I draw it?"

"It's about 100 years away from your stickman drawing skills." Lu Yingjiu shrugged.

Jing Xian then admitted that it was painted by a ghost painter he specially hired.

Lu Yingjiu nodded and took out another gold pen.

He crossed out the two names with two squeaks, and picked up a pen to write again:

[Groom: Lu Yingjiu

bride: respect

happy marriage]

Then he looked up, with cat-like slyness in his brown pupils, and said, "What do you think of that?"

Jing Xian only hesitated for less than half a second, and agreed with his wife's opinion: "Good! Very good!"

No matter what he does, getting married is a good thing!

Lu Yingjiu reached out again and pulled the red hijab around his neck.

When the hijab slipped off, it felt delicate to the touch, and Lu Yingjiu's cold fingertips also inadvertently touched Jingxian's skin, making his heart itch.

He raised it lightly——

The red hijab firmly covered Jing Xian's head.

Lu Yingjiu bent his eyes and smiled, slowly adjusted the position of the hijab, and asked, "How about this?"

Jing Xian: "Good!"

Lu Yingjiu said again: "Then it's settled? I'll lead you through the door later and remove the hijab for you. You will be officially married into my Lu family."

Jing Xian: "Good! Very good!" His tone became more and more excited.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu couldn't help laughing: "Jingxian, you really are..."

The tone is full of smiles and tenderness.

Jing Xian's eyes were covered by the hijab, and his heart was also soft. Although he couldn't see Lu Yingjiu, he still wanted to reach out and hug him.

Before he could take any action, Lu Yingjiu heard Lu Yingjiu say softly: "...Chu Qianju's exorcist who worshiped in the temple is me, right?"

Jing Xian's movements froze.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Yingjiu knew everything.

Lu Yingjiu said again: "Chu Qianju is cursed, there is no afterlife, only a short life in endless reincarnation. Do I also have the same fate?"

The light and dust in the air are dancing, falling gently towards the old wooden box in the corner.

Inside the wooden box is an embroidered shoe.

Dilapidated, alone in a wooden box unclaimed, buried an unknown story.

Jing Xian didn't answer.

He just stretched out his hand and stroked Lu Yingjiu's face lightly.He couldn't see it, but traced every inch of the line with his fingers.

——For some reason, Lu Yingjiu felt that this act of respecting Xian was almost pious.

It was as if he had made this move for countless long years.

Not facing Lu Yingjiu himself, but facing those cold murals and those illusory phantoms alone, tracing over and over again.

Lu Yingjiu said: "Jing Xian, I just said this to tell you..."

He paused before continuing: "I just want to tell you that you are special to me no matter what. Before I met you, I never thought that one day I would be with another man—— In other words, I can't imagine that one day I will have someone who is willing to be with me for the rest of my life."

"I have also struggled, doubted, and hesitated, but later, I found that I have no bottom line for you from the very beginning. Maybe it is deep in my heart, I have never thought about it, we are not together Let's end."

Lu Yingjiu looked at Jingxian again.

The tall man in front of him was still wearing the hijab he had put on by himself, bright red and festive.

Because it was covered by Lu Yingjiu, Jing Xian didn't try to take it off at all.

Jing Xian doesn't care about anything.

I don't care who gets into the sedan chair, who the so-called bride and groom are, or who leads who through the door, who lifts the hijab for whom...

Names are false, rituals are false.

If we really want to prove it, whether it is eight to carry a big sedan chair or ten miles of red makeup, it is all meaningless. People hug each other every long night, waiting for them to be snowed and whiteheaded together.

What Jing Xian wanted, from the beginning to the end, was to be with Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu took Jing Xian's hand and said earnestly: "I don't know what our relationship is before, but I can answer your question on the roller coaster: right now, right now, I like you."

Jing Xian's hand was clenched tightly, firmly grasping Lu Yingjiu's hand, but he didn't dare to use too much force, his finger bones were almost blue-white.

Lu Yingjiu said: "Every time you say that you are confident in resolving my death, so I don't have to worry about it. But I can't ignore the uneasiness in my heart: no matter what, I don't want you to be hurt because of me. "

"I am lucky enough to meet you. Every day I live is lucky, and I dare not ask for more. Therefore, you don't have to pay any price for me."

"Even if death is unavoidable, in this short life, I still like you."

Jing Xian: "..."

Jing Xian reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, bringing him into his arms, the movement was so big that half of the hijab slipped off - but at this moment, no one cared.

The sunlight was cut by the wooden lattice of the window and gently sprinkled on them. The two people who were embracing each other, one handsome and the other handsome, seemed to be made in heaven. They should have walked side by side, no matter whether the road ahead was death or eternity, they would never be separated.

The Xitang is attracting everyone's attention, and the master of ceremonies is boasting, but behind the bustle, in a secret corner, half of the red hijab is draped on Jing Xian's body, and half is on Lu Yingjiu's black hair. Even the eyes can't stop the fiery and fanatical emotion.

Jing Xian whispered, "Can I kiss you?"

Lu Yingjiu looked back at him.

The familiar cat-like slyness in the light brown eyes emerged again.

He bent his eyes and smiled: "When I didn't refuse, I acquiesced."