After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Accompanied by Liang Qiufeng's roar, the squirming of the paper brain became faster and faster.Hundreds of sheets of paper rubbing against each other can make such a harsh sound, reminiscent of the sound of a large group of insects flapping their wings.

The light emitted from the brain is even more dazzling, like a scorching sun, the surrounding air is distorted.Feeling threatened, Chen Xiaoling took half a step back, and also stuck the talisman paper on her body, and the coolness flowed through her body, dispelling the blazing heat that hit her face.

Although she is only from the outside of the Chen family, she also understands the family's simple techniques, so it is no problem to protect herself after she calms down.

Lu Yingjiu patted Jing Xian on the shoulder: "Liang Qiufeng will take care of it for you, and I will deal with the brain."

Jing Xian said: "Why not me to solve the brain? The brain is much bigger than the ghost, according to the corresponding principle, I should be allowed to go, because I am taller than you, stronger than you, and longer than you..."

Lu Yingjiu:? ? ?

He slapped Jing Xian on the back and interrupted him, he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "If you want to go, go quickly!"

Jing Xian got his wish and looked at the paper brain.

——Soon Lu Yingjiu understood why Jing Xian was obsessed with the brain.

Not because of some bullshit correspondence principle.

Jing Xian held Mao Tuanzi in one hand, jumped onto the railing lightly, stepped on it, and the Yin wind carried him into the air.He looked down at the brain, at the countless tumbling and folded papers.

Then throw the hairball.

The hairballs fell down in a round, because the weight directly crushed a piece of paper, but at least they stood firm.It is surrounded by self-portraits with a dazed face, looking left and right.

Then the storm starts sucking in the paper!

Eating that is called a happy, that is called a happy, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah...

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He looked back in despair.

Looking back to the corridor, Liang Qiufeng was still furious.

It was only when Lu Yingjiu got close that he noticed that he was holding something like a baton in his hand, and with a light flick, the solid ground was knocked to pieces.He stared at Lu Yingjiu closely, with the intention of smashing his head into pieces.

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath, calmed down the anger of wanting to beat Jing Xian, drew out his dagger, and gradually accelerated his pace...

Go faster and faster, go faster and faster.

He took big strides and jumped up suddenly when he was approaching Liang Qiufeng!

The baton barely passed under him, and the engulfing wind lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing half of his white waist.The height of his jump is just right, not too low, even if the baton touches the corner of his clothes, he is definitely not too high, he is so stingy and confident that he can't even make half a little extra movement.

He flipped over the baton, and the blade fell in a perfect arc.

Slit Liang Qiufeng's throat.

Large pieces of blood gushed out from the wound, and the fishy smell exploded in the air.And this ghost's offensive continued unabated, its upper body made a strange clucking sound, and it turned 180 degrees!

For ordinary people to be twisted like this, the spine and nerves will be broken and fragmented, and they will not be able to move.But Liang Qiufeng didn't even slow down, the stick went straight towards Lu Yingjiu!

In the air, Lu Yingjiu had no leverage at all.

unavoidable.

Without changing his face, he made another trick.I saw two thin pieces of paper slipping out of his cuffs, and instantly branched into the shape of a small paper figurine.They took advantage of the severe wind and flew up, spinning and landing on the batons.

Then they took a step forward, ran in big strides, followed the baton to Liang Qiufeng's wrist, one left and one right, stretched out their hands to clamp his joints, and twisted them vigorously.

"Click!"

The entire wrist was twisted a full circle!Liang Qiufeng's right hand was hanging down limply, and he couldn't hold on to the weapon any more. The baton flew out and blew up the fence of the corridor, stabbing hard into the ground of the first floor.The ten-centimeter baton was almost completely submerged, and the marble floor was cracked inch by inch.

The movement of the paper figurine seemed to be light and light, but in fact it was extremely fast. The whole process did not exceed half a second, and it was unambiguous when he broke his wrist.

Lu Yingjiu landed steadily, and with a turn of the saber, it changed from a forehand to a backhand.He grabbed the opponent's shoulder like iron pliers with one hand, pierced into the heart with the other neatly, and turned hard.

The rune on the blade suddenly lit up, and the power of the spell surged, polluting all the ghost's blood.

Black, snake-like blue veins immediately burst out on Liang Qiufeng's face, spreading down to his neck, chest, and limbs, all over his body.Yin Qi and spells were fighting in the body, the physical body couldn't bear the force, almost bursting.When he was dying, he still had to reach out to grab Lu Yingjiu, his nails were as sharp as blades, and his light was as cold as a knife!

A large ball of blood gushed out of his mouth again, dripping dripping to the ground.

His eyes were empty, and there seemed to be some emotion surging, and he yelled vaguely: "Dongdong, Dad misses you so much."

After speaking, the outstretched hand paused.

It turned out to be carefully put away the murder weapon-like nails.

——Even though Lu Yingjiu's dagger was still stuck in his heart, he still cautiously wanted to touch Lu Yingjiu's cheek with his hand.

Lu Yingjiu remembered Liang Qiufeng's son Liang Dongdong who committed suicide because of depression.

If Liang Dongdong is still alive, he should be about the same age as himself.

There was no expression on his face, but his heart softened.

Perhaps the world's parents are roughly the same.

He thought of Zhuang Xue, thought of the warm yellow light in the old house, thought of her humming softly when arranging flowers, with a light fragrance on her body, thought of the dogtail grass in the vase, swaying in the wind, fluffy and pleasant.

So he stood still.

Let Liang Qiufeng put his hand lightly on the side of his face, and smiled weakly: "Dongdong, Dad is so happy, you have grown so big..."

Complicated emotions flickered in those cloudy eyes.

It seemed that at this moment, he really came alive.

However, Li Gui's sobriety is short-lived, a flash in the pan.

The complex emotions were swallowed up by brutality in an instant.

Everything happened very suddenly, Liang Qiufeng's face was stern, and with a scream, his hands were no longer gentle, and his fingernails scratched at Lu Yingjiu's neck!

Lu Yingjiu had expected it a long time ago, and never let go of all vigilance.

He sighed softly in his heart, took half a step back lightly, avoiding the fatal scratch, the talisman paper in his hand was ablaze——

"boom!!"

Liang Qiufeng rolled his eyes and fell down.

Behind him appeared a Chen Xiaoling holding high heels.

Her high-heeled shoes had a heel of more than ten centimeters, so it was not an exaggeration to call them a murder weapon.Usually, she stepped on it vigorously and put on a bright red lipstick. Every time she stepped on it, it was as if she was stepping on the head of the enemy.

——You know, this pair of shoes was carefully selected by her, and she was going to win back a victory in front of the Jingxian big goblin.

Now she has completely lost to the big goblin.

But the high heels actually fell on the enemy's head.

Lu Yingjiu could clearly see that the heel was stained with blood, dripping ferociously.

Chen Xiaoling threw the high heel on the ground, her right foot arched gracefully with the high heel, and tied the strap with a light hook.Liang Qiufeng was still struggling at her feet, let out a hoarse roar, and reached out to grab her feet.

"Sister's jade feet are also something you can touch?!" Chen Xiaoling sneered, raised her foot, and stomped on his head unceremoniously.

These feet are powerful.

"Bang bang bang!"

Liang Qiufeng quickly stopped moving, and died at the speed of light.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Too violent.

Chen Xiaoling felt refreshed after finishing off the ghost.She was a little depressed because of Lu Yingjiu, but now she is completely comfortable.

She clapped her hands and asked Lu Yingjiu: "Are there any ghosts to be dealt with?"

Lu Yingjiu looked back.

The hairballs are still devouring the gigantic brain — a sight that would be horrifying if the brain wasn't made of self-portraits.

Sharp pieces of paper kept rushing towards it, but they were all shredded by Jing Xian's cold wind.

The Maotuanzi was covered with respect, so they could sit back and relax, and the more they ate, the happier they would be.Soon he ate most of his head.

Chen Xiaoling said: "Did the two of you mistreat it? Why does it seem like it has never eaten in its life, and it has started to eat paper, how pitiful it is."

"It's quite hungry." Lu Yingjiu said, "It hasn't eaten for three minutes."

Chen Xiaoling: "..."

Papers flew in the hall.

The entire brain fell apart, leaving only countless pieces of paper flying in the air.

As it disappeared, the fleshy walls around it slowly sank.

The exit of the Rainy Day Museum appeared in front of everyone.

The exhibits are quiet and intact, and the writing on the wall is still clear.In the center of the hall, the self-portraits of the patients have been restored, quietly bathed in the moonlight.

Mao Tuanzi chased after a piece of rotten paper.

Lu Yingjiu leaned on the railing and jumped down, picked it up, and stared at Xian.

Jing Xian knew he was in the wrong, and just about to speak, Chen Xiaoling interrupted them: "Hey, the young couple quarreled and waited until later, let's leave this wretched place first, I don't want to stay any longer."

She walked towards the gate first, muttering as she walked, "You still want to trick me into staying to eat dog food, it's a beautiful idea..."

……

After leaving the Museum of Rainy Days, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside.

There was no light everywhere, only the ticket office was still lit, and the old man was sleeping soundly with his glasses on.

It's almost closing time.

Looking back, the museum was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

"This is a good museum." Chen Xiaoling finally said, "Visitors in the future will like it."

"Well," Lu Yingjiu nodded, "If Liang Qiufeng is still sober, he must be very happy to see more people coming."

They didn't disturb the old man, and walked out quietly.

Following the route he walked during the day, through the streets and alleys, Lu Yingjiu found the location of the burning homestay.

The ruins after the fire have been cleaned up, leaving scorched black marks on the ground, and you can still feel the yin energy vaguely—even though Liang Qiufeng is dead, the soul of the tour group is still lingering here.

Lu Yingjiu spread talisman papers around, eight pieces in total.

After setting it up, he made a trick.

The talisman paper burned quietly and slowly in this windless night, and the orange-red flame licked the night.

The Yin Qi is slowly dissipating, and the scorched black on the ground has also faded a little.

This time, because there were five ghosts, the dispersal process was a bit slow.In the night, Jing Xian stood beside Lu Yingjiu, a gust of wind blew by, and he could smell the fragrance of Lu Yingjiu's hair.

He took half a step closer, held Lu Yingjiu's hand and said in a low voice, "The night market here is famous, it's just three kilometers away, do you want to go there later?"

Lu Yingjiu glanced at him.

He was still angry with the waste paper in the raw hair ball, so he just snorted as a promise.

Chen Xiaoling was waiting beside her in her skirt.She was a bug-attractor, cursing and fanning away flying bugs with a magazine.

When she slapped the third mosquito to death and took out a wet tissue to wipe her hands in distaste, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the ruins of the hotel, as if something whizzed past their heads.

The talisman just burned out.

Lu Yingjiu said: "They have already left, we can go too."

They returned the same way.

There are many pedestrians on the street, they don't know what happened today, they are in a hurry.They stopped a taxi at the intersection, and Lu Yingjiu told the driver to go to the night market.

The driver walked through the trail with a familiarity.This is a downtown area, and there is still a bit of traffic jam on the road. From time to time, there are piercing horns, and the lights of the cars merge into a sea.

In the car, Lu Yingjiu sent the photo of the formation to Chen Xiaoling, and asked her to check it out. Does anyone know why the Zhang family wanted to go to the ghost world.

Chen Xiaoling blinked her eyes and said, "Leave it on me. However, I'm still very worried about you. You won't happen suddenly, right?"

She curled her long hair that had just been permed: "I rarely see it when you don't tell me clearly. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon."

——Lu Yingjiu never told her that it was Heaven who wanted to put him to death.

It's not deliberately concealing, but really helpless.

One night when they had just left Jianjia Middle School, the energetic and exuberant Jingxian had just finished arguing with him.Lu Yingjiu was extremely sleepy, and after being dragged by Jing Xian to take a hot bath, she became even more groggy and wanted to sleep.

The bed was soft, he leaned dazedly in Jing Xian's arms, allowing Jing Xian to stroke his temples over and over with his fingertips.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Xian asked in a low voice, "Are you still awake?"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu: "...um."

Jing Xian said: "The less people know about the Dao of Heaven, the better. You try not to bring it up."

Bringing up this topic, Lu Yingjiu sobered up.

He opened his eyes and looked at Jing Xian, his voice was still sleepy: "Why?"

Thinking about it carefully, Jingxian should have known about his entanglement with Tiandao long ago, and he has never said anything about it.

"Ordinary people shouldn't get a glimpse of Heaven's intentions. If you tell them, it will probably bring them disaster." Jing Xian said, "That's why I haven't told you."

"But I've also discovered it now, haven't I?" Lu Yingjiu lazily rubbed against his arms.

"That's different." Jing Xian stroked his black hair tenderly again, and kissed him lightly, "You are the clue that you discovered by yourself, this is destiny. But other people... other people shouldn't If you are entangled with this matter, the more you know, the more dangerous it will be."

Hearing this, Lu Yingjiu understood.

It is nothing more than the arrogance of the Dao of Heaven, which does not allow others to know its thoughts, pry into its secrets, and covet its majesty.If he tells others without authorization and violates fate, it will bring bad luck instead.

But speaking of this...

Lu Yingjiu thought for a few seconds, and said, "I have investigated the matter of 'It's Time' before. However, many people from aristocratic families don't know about it at all, at least I didn't find any signs."

He continued: "Currently, only Chen Minlan, Zhang Nianyun, Chu You—and possibly Ye Deyong are the only ones who clearly know about this matter. The secret seems to be kept among single-digit people."

"I wondered at the time why they didn't tell the rest of the family, but kept the secret alone. If you want to achieve your goal, it is obviously best to rely on the strength of the family. I only have one person, no matter how powerful I am, I can't compete with a huge System fights."

"Now," he looked into Jing Xian's dark eyes, "I seem to understand when you say that. If they take the initiative to tell the story and spread the information, they will harm their own family instead."

"En." Jing Xian responded in a low voice, "After they found out about this, didn't they just suffer from bad luck?"

Chen Minlan's family was wiped out, and even the grandson in junior high school was not spared.Zhang Nianyun committed suicide in the depths of the mountains, and his ghosts have been wandering the mountains for decades.As the head of the family, Chu You suffered from a serious illness early on, and spent the rest of his life in stupidity.

No matter how you look at it, it is a tragic and embarrassing fate.

Lu Yingjiu smiled wryly: "They protect their relatives very well. What is this, some kind of personal heroism? If I really want to pursue it, I can't blame other people. If they get their wish, that's even worse. Everyone is happy - take the burden on yourself, even if the rest of the family benefits, you don't even have to feel guilty."

Jing Xian was speechless, stretched out his hand, and smoothed his slightly frowning brows little by little.

This trick has always been very effective against Lu Yingjiu.

Sure enough, he stretched his brows, hugged Jing Xian back and kissed the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't be unhappy. I know you protected me well before, and you will in the future."

He wanted to go to sleep after saying this.I didn't expect that such a kiss would make Jingxian feel refreshed.

—Spiritual in every sense.

So in the middle of the night, Lu Yingjiu didn't fall asleep again.

The noise was too violent, skins rubbed against each other, limbs touched, and even his pajamas were covered with the cold fragrance, which didn't dissipate for a whole day.

Consciousness returned to the taxi heading for the night market.

Traffic jams outside the window.Looking at Chen Xiaoling and listening to her questions, Lu Yingjiu, like Chen Minlan and the others, chose to remain silent and conceal.

He just laughed and said, "There's nothing wrong, don't worry."

"Really?" Chen Xiaoling raised her chin and said suspiciously, "Okay, then I'll trust you for now."

After being blocked, the car finally arrived at the gate of the night market.

The night market in Jinfang City is famous, and there are many more tourists than the one on the road just now.

The lights are bright and there is an endless stream of pedestrians.

Looking out from the car window, Lu Yingjiu could already see the bustling shops on both sides of the road.

The flames burst out, and the grill master was sweating profusely, constantly turning the fat beef and mutton skewers until the lean meat was brown and the fat was golden.The aroma of sugar water filled the air, milk, sago milk and double skin milk lined up, and purple taro balls and caramel pearls could be seen through the bottom of the plastic bowl...

In addition, there are all kinds of snack shops.

Chen Xiaoling's eyes straightened.

——It's not that she wants to eat it so much, but that the food is beautifully packaged, and it looks like it was designed for tourists to take pictures.And she is a standard fanatic in the circle of friends, and she will feel uncomfortable if she doesn't show five or six things a day.

This night market is simply an excellent place to play.

She got out of the car in a hurry, and said: "I'm going to take pictures, you two take your time!"

After speaking, he walked like flying in high heels, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yingjiu helped his forehead.

He and Jing Xian got out of the taxi and also squeezed into the crowd.

The aroma of the food lured Mao Tuanzi, it lay on Jing Xian's shoulder, wagging its tail, looking around.

Every time Jing Xian buys something, he buys three copies.

One for myself, one for Lu Yingjiu, and one for Mao Tuanzi.

But in fact, he was so eccentric that every time he got it, he would put the Mao Tuanzi's share into the bowl of Lu Yingjiu.

Perfect lean and fat braised pork.

Sweet and savory mango sago.

Crispy fried squid and baked scallops.

Lu Yingjiu kept saying no more, Jing Xian even put the bowl of his own on him, saying that you need to supplement more nutrition, your physical fitness is not good, every time you are doing it on the bed and you are about to fall asleep.

Lu Yingjiu raised his forehead and said, that's because you do it in the middle of the night, who can afford it.

He didn't care about his leisure, but he rushed to give him another meal to add bricks and tiles to the future night.

Lu Yingjiu didn't have a big appetite at first, but a cycle was formed in the end, Jingxian kept giving him delicious food, he ate some of it, and then fed the rest to Maotuanzi - it fully utilized itself as a trash can All the effects of eating it happily.

Just walk slowly, walk slowly.

After swallowing a big elbow, Mao Tuanzi suddenly burped.

"Hic—" it said, "Ooooh hiccup."

Lu Yingjiu immediately woke up: He had never heard such a sound from Mao Tuanzi!

Could it be that……

Could it be indigestion? !