After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Lu Yingjiu subconsciously wanted to throw the talisman paper, but stopped the moment the talisman paper was released.

The opponent is a ghost, and his talisman paper may cause more damage.

What's more, the woman seemed hopeless.

The flesh and blood of the ghost is also yin, but those moths are absolutely extraordinary. They turned her body into a nest, constantly absorbing and nibbling flesh and blood as nutrients, and hatching themselves.

They spread their wings high and spread all over the entire room and corridor, leaving only the woman's body drying up continuously, like a delicate rose turned into dust.

Only then did her boyfriend realize that he wanted to drive away the moths on her body, but he was a step too late——

He rushed to nothing, only the dust between his fingers remained, and he stood there blankly.

Lu Yingjiu thought that he was overly sad, but saw that the expression on his face was empty.

This kind of emptiness is very strange, and human beings should not have this kind of expression.

He murmured: "Forget it, if you die, you will die. It's just a mental illness."

Lu Yingjiu:?

Chen Xiaoling had just plucked up the courage to come in, when she heard this, her face was also full of bewilderment.

They gave you and me a few minutes ago, and now they suddenly cut off love and love, it's too divided.

But... It's probably not a coincidence that two consecutive people in the team have mental illnesses.There is also something strange about what the man said and the attitude he showed.

The moths in the house had almost dissipated. The man killed a few with his bare hands, and then shook off the dead moths from his hands in disgust.

Lu Yingjiu asked him: "I would like to take the liberty to ask, do you have any mental illness?"

"Me?" The man thought for a while, "I don't have one, can mental illness be contagious?" After speaking, he clapped his hands, as if he disliked the powder and mucus on his hands, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Before Lu Yingjiu had time to look at the moth's corpse carefully, he heard a scream!

The man crawled out the shit and yelled, "BLOOD! BLOOD EVERYWHERE!!!"

Lu Yingjiu frowned, and walked quickly into the bathroom.

I saw the faucet flowing, clear and transparent, and a small half pool was gathered in just a few seconds.

The other corners of the bathroom were clean, and he asked, "Where is the blood you mentioned?"

"Can't you see it?!" The man's eyes almost popped out, "In the basin! The faucet is full of blood!!"

As soon as the words fell, the water in the pool rushed out, as if alive, and flowed to his feet.

He screamed: "Blood! Don't come here!" He repeatedly crawled back, and unexpectedly took a sharp knife from the stove, grabbed it and waved it in his hand, as if to cut off the flow of water.

Obviously, it has no effect at all.

"Squeak-"

Lu Yingjiu turned on the faucet, picked up a towel and wiped the water splashed on his arms, went out and said, "I turned off the faucet."

The spreading of the water flow stopped, but the man's gaze fell on him tightly, on the white towel in his hand.

He held the knife tightly and swallowed: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"Towels." Lu Yingjiu said.

The man swallowed again: "You, what do you want to do with the towel, do you want to strangle me! Don't come here! Stay away from me!!" After speaking, he waved the sharp knife in his hand and greeted Lu Wine, for a while to Chen Xiaoling and Jing Xian.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He thought to himself, you are ashamed to say that you are not sick when you are like this, this is simply delusional.

He walked over slowly and threw the towel aside: "Calm down, I didn't mean to hurt you. But I want to ask, did something happen to you in the museum..."

Before the words fell, the man's eyes were burning red, and he rushed forward with a scream, with the blade in his hand pointing straight at Lu Yingjiu!

Chen Xiaoling was startled, but Lu Yingjiu didn't panic at all, as if she had expected it——

But before he could throw out the talisman paper, the man suddenly flew out, as if he was blown away by an invisible force.

"Phew!" He was slapped against the wall, like a fly swatted to death by a fly swatter, and turned into a pool of blood.

Simple, brutal and efficient.

Even as a ghost, it is too dead to die.

This scene was so shocking, Chen Xiaoling's pupils were startled, she covered her mouth and stepped back half a step, looking around.

Lu Yingjiu looked at Jing Xian helplessly, and said, "Don't be so violent, maybe you can get something out of him."

Jing Xian smiled and put his arms around his shoulders: "Who told him to be so short-sighted. Do you want to go and see other people?"

Lu Yingjiu nodded, then looked at Chen Xiaoling: "Let's go."

Only then did Chen Xiaoling realize that it was Jing Xian who did it just now.She was still in shock, blinking her eyes and said: "You big fairy is too fierce. My previous boyfriend with eight-pack abs saw cockroaches running faster than me, so he was unreliable."

Lu Yingjiu laughed.

In the end, before taking two steps, Jing Xian leaned into his ear and whispered: "I told you before, I can be more aggressive at other times, don't you really want to try?"

"...Don't think about it for the time being." Lu Yingjiu pushed his head away, "Walk well, don't think about these things in broad daylight, and don't fear retribution for prostitution every day."

"I didn't see you announce to me at night." Jingxian complained, "Our bridal chamber wedding night, where did we go?"

Lu Yingjiu let out a "huh".

Just when Jing Xian thought that he would not answer, Lu Yingjiu suddenly smiled: "I'm happy, maybe there will be a festive night." He patted Jing Xian on the shoulder, "At that time, I will specially search for your concubine Xian brand."

Jing Xian was instantly satisfied: "Then when will you be happy?"

"That's not certain." Lu Yingjiu shrugged.

The three continued to walk forward.

After such a mess, Lu Yingjiu originally wanted to call out the other three ghosts and ask about the situation, but he didn't expect to see the three ghosts waiting anxiously as soon as he returned to the lobby.

Lu Yingjiu's keen gaze swept across the hall.

In just a short while, the layout of the hall changed: the corner of the front desk was stained with blood, there were red palm prints on the receiver of the landline, the sofa was moved, and a few springs jumped out to match the few people above. Plush toys are extraordinarily scary.

The plush toys are all pink and should belong to a little girl.

And in the middle of the hall, an old-fashioned projector appeared out of nowhere, facing an empty wall.

"Master!" Seeing him, the team leader couldn't help shouting, "Did you hear that scream just now? What happened? Did that ghost come here again!"

Lu Yingjiu nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Ah!" The team leader showed despair, "I'm going to buy a plane ticket now...I can't stay here anymore!" After speaking, he leaned over to Lu Yingjiu, took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and began to look at the plane ticket and train ticket.

In fact, they are ghosts bound here, unable to escape at all.

The most Lu Yingjiu could do was to untie them and send them back to the ghost world.

Jing Xian whispered in his ear: "Isn't it just sending them back, I can do it too."

"You must have pasted them on the wall again." Lu Yingjiu glanced at him, "It's too simple and rude. Since they are willing to communicate, let's listen to their situation."

After speaking, he pointed to the projector in the middle of the hall: "What is this?"

"I don't know." A man answered him with a trembling voice, "It was there when we first came down, and no one dared to touch it."

Lu Yingjiu stepped forward and turned on the projector.

The projector continued to rotate, and a bright light appeared on the wall immediately, making it impossible to see anything clearly.After tens of seconds, the projection trembled a bit, and the picture appeared——

Rainy Day Museum.

The angle of the camera is very strange, like a candid video shot from a certain angle.

A group of tourists walked into the museum.

The team leader suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the screen: "Isn't that me!"

The team leader in the video is indeed holding the same little red flag as him, and his body shape is also the same.And following behind him was a young couple. Lu Yingjiu carefully identified them, and found that they were the two ghosts who had just died.

They walked through one room after another, and a muttering voice came: "Ah, this disease is so weird, how could anyone have this disease?"

"Hahahahaha, they really have brain problems—"

"Suicide? How could someone commit suicide because of a bad mood? If you want me to say it's just to deceive sympathy and make excuses. I can't resist stress and I'm too fragile."

Upstairs, where the moth phobia was introduced, the woman laughed even more exaggeratedly: "Hahahaha I am so happy, you know, I used to have a classmate who was afraid of moths. I went out and caught several , put it in her collar during evening self-study. Can you believe that she was scared to go to the hospital because of those few moths!"

"It's true!" The man also laughed, "It's too exaggerated."

He looked around, and suddenly pointed to the pool next to him.

The faucet of the pool was running water, but red paint was added to the water, like blood.

He said: "This is also very weird. You can be scared after washing your face and hands. Do you want to live like this?"

"That's right." The woman smiled.

By the time the tour was over, they had laughed at everything they could laugh at.

The rest of the tourists were already frowning in displeasure, but the tour leader didn't stop when he heard the whole process, but laughed along with them.

Extremely frivolous attitude.

The screen flickered a few more times, and two photos flashed out.

One shows the woman surrounded by moths, screaming hysterically, her face contorted.

One is a man washing his hands, but the sink is full of blood, and countless bloody hands are stretched out to grab his throat.

What they had ridiculed and despised had finally come to them.

The photo shocked everyone, their faces turned pale.

Lu Yingjiu sighed softly, and immediately understood that the others must have ridiculed those patients too.

If he guessed correctly, they were also mentally ill and would die from it.

Sure enough, the projector went to the next scene, and it was the other tourists who appeared.

"How can a mental illness be called a disease? It's just a bad brain?"

"This disease is too funny hahaha."

"These people's brains are not working well, why are they afraid of this?"

"If this was my child, I would have killed him long ago..."

A sentence from the past pierced their hearts like a knife.

But there was no guilt on their faces, just pure fear.

Seeing this scene, the team leader fell to the ground and murmured, "No, no, I didn't mean that at the time... I, I have already bought my ticket, and I'm leaving here now..."

He was so distraught that he almost stumbled and ran out of the hotel.

The door of the homestay was locked tightly. He touched the handle and suddenly exclaimed!

"It's hot!" he yelled.

This is not his hallucination, the air beside the door has been slightly distorted, as if there is a billowing heat wave behind the door.

"Why is it on fire outside!" the team leader cried, "Isn't the street outside, how could it be on fire?! Let me out!"

He turned his head abruptly, and his eyes fell on Lu Yingjiu: "Master! Help us!"

Lu Yingjiu shrugged and said, "There is nothing I can do to help."

The fire at the homestay had happened, and he couldn't change it.

The tour leader almost went crazy, another tourist hurriedly handed him a towel, and the two gathered by the door and yanked on it vigorously.

The obsessive-compulsive person who locked the door was watching the show, clapping his hands and shouting: "Okay! Okay! This door is locked!"

"Good ass!" the team leader gritted his teeth and cursed, "Come here and help!"

"This door is locked tightly, I don't want it!" The obsessive-compulsive disorder continued to clap his hands and laughed, "It's locked well and locked in seconds!"

The situation was very chaotic for a while, the two men tugged on the door, the veins on their foreheads and arms popped up.The projector played on its own, and the mouths of the people in the painting opened and closed: "It's so funny to see them struggling!"

"Living so hard, why not die?"

"Hahaha, won't you be free if you die!"

What they had said was so ironic at this time.

The heat of the doorknob came through the towel, and the door made a "squeak—" under their desperate efforts.

Then it burst open!

The heat wave swept over everyone in an instant, and the light flooded everything.

The homestay turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the red light shot straight into the sky.In the billowing flames, the three struggled and wailed on the ground, screaming.

In contrast, Lu Yingjiu's side is simply peaceful.

Without waiting for him to make a move, Jing Xian snapped his fingers lightly, the flames had automatically dissipated, and even the heat could not be transmitted.At such a time, he still didn't forget to put his arms around the waist to welcome the wine, raised his eyebrows and said: "How is it, your husband is amazing, isn't he?"

"Awesome." Lu Yingjiu said perfunctorily, "If you have the time, help me bring those three ghosts here. I don't want them to die in the ghost world so soon."

"Don't worry." Jing Xian said, "I won't die."

This statement was true, as soon as his words fell, everyone's eyes were filled with flowers.

The raging sea of ​​flames disappeared, replaced by icy air.

After the scorching heat, the temperature can be called bone-chilling.

The team leader had extensive burns on his body, and he was terrifying. If he wasn't a ghost, he might have passed out long ago.

He shivered and looked up, screaming.

—they were back in the hall of the museum.

The moonlight was pale.

I saw the two-story self-portraits of patients, each of which rolled their eyes and looked down at them.