After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

This moment really stunned Lu Yingjiu.

He was so keen, knowing that the boy's emotions were definitely not fake, the hand that was about to pinch, stopped abruptly.

——In the face of a boy who hugged him tightly and his ears were red, who could do it?

But the creed of the exorcist is still entwined in his heart.

He said slowly, "What's your name?"

The boy didn't answer for a long time.

Some wild ghosts really don't understand human language, and what they say is howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Lu Yingjiu thought that he didn't understand, or couldn't speak, and just as he was about to use talisman paper to invite a kid to act as an interpreter, he saw the young man looking up at him.

The boy didn't have much expression on his face, his eyes were extremely deep - just looking at it like this, he still had a bit of a cold aura, but his red ears gave him away.

"...I don't have a name," he said.

It appears to be a lonely ghost.

Lu Yingjiu no longer struggled, and asked again: "Duan Kang in the village, did you kill him?"

The boy nodded quickly.

"Why did you kill him?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

This is what he cares most about.

If it is a wild ghost that kills humans indiscriminately, it must be dispersed.He had to get an answer from the boy, a definite answer.

The young man's attitude was exceptionally well-behaved, and he answered every question: "I know he killed Liu Lan, and it's not a matter of course for him to pay for his life?"

Liu Lan is that old lady Liu.The young man didn't lie to him, Lu Yingjiu had already confirmed that Duan Kang was indeed murdering for money.

He just wanted to ask, but the young man seemed to know what he was thinking, and said again: "A few years ago, when I went to the village, she gave me a bowl of hot porridge."

It turned out that he wanted to repay the kindness of that bowl of hot porridge.

The boy added: "After I avenged her, I never went to the village or hurt anyone else."

The tone is sincere and the words are sincere.

This time, Lu Yingjiu completely gave up the idea of ​​doing anything.

He gently pushed the young man away and looked directly at him: "Even so, ghosts should not stay in the human world, you should go back to the ghost world... Have you ever had an unfulfilled wish?"

The young man pursed his lips slightly, but did not answer.

Looking into his eyes, his still tall figure, and remembering that a bowl of porridge can be remembered by him for several years, Lu Yingjiu couldn't help sighing softly.

There are not many lonely ghosts who can get along well.

Regardless of the white clothes he was wearing, he wiped the blood off the boy's face with his cuff and said, "Are you hungry?"

The boy's eyes lit up.

Two quarters of an hour later, one person and one ghost had gone down the mountain and returned to the bamboo house.

As soon as the boy entered the room, he went to sit in a corner in a well-behaved manner.He knew that he was dirty, and he was not near the bedding at all.

Lu Yingjiu was a little worried.

He took the ghost back home just for a moment of compassion. There are talisman papers everywhere in the house, and he is not afraid of the boy suddenly turning his face.

But he can't cook at all.You can cook as long as you can't kill people on weekdays.

As far as his culinary skills are concerned, if he can't fool people, I'm afraid even ghosts will dislike him.

But at this time, there is no other way.

Before, the old man Chai gave him rice for the villagers and piled firewood outside.

Lu Yingjiu said: "I'd better make you porridge?"

The boy nodded: "Yeah." With bright eyes, he stared at Lu Yingjiu intently.

Lu Yingjiu didn't know what was good about him.

In short, when he was washing rice, lighting a fire, and cooking porridge, the boy's gaze was always on him.If he looked back, he must have seen his ears turn red again.

The young man was still dirty, full of blood—of course it wasn't his own blood, but those ghosts' blood.

After closing the lid of the pot, Lu Yingjiu pinched the little paper figurines and told them to carry the hot water.

Not long after, the wooden barrel in the compartment was filled with hot water.The boy was very self-conscious, said a word of thanks in a low voice, and went to the cubicle.

When the faint fragrance of porridge comes out, the sound of water gradually subsides.

Lu Yingjiu lent him his clothes temporarily.

So, the young man was dressed in a loose white dress. After washing the filth, his eyebrows and eyes were even more handsome like an ink painting scroll, clean, his black hair hung down, and he stepped on the ground barefoot.At this time, he was as quiet and obedient as a boy next door. It was completely unimaginable that he was responsible for those miserable corpses.

Lu Yingjiu lifted the lid of the pot, served hot porridge and asked, "Why did you kill those ghosts?"

"Because they're approaching the top of the mountain." The boy said, a gloomy and cold light flashed in his eyes. Only at this time, he looked like a ghost. "They know that I live here, and they came here to provoke."

"So, you just killed them all?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"...Well." The young man sat at the table - he answered a little carefully this time, as if he didn't want to offend Lu Yingjiu.

In fact, Lu Yingjiu didn't feel unhappy.

He would not pay attention to the struggle between ghosts, nor would he try to preach to the boy.

It is impossible for him to persuade a ghost to give up that ferocity, after all, that is how they survive.

He just thought that if this young man grows up, he must be a big ghost with a reputation all over the world.

The wooden bowl was gently placed on the table, and Lu Yingjiu also sat down.

For a while, the two of them ate silently, and neither made a sound.

The young man was a little absent-minded.

It took a while for the two of them to finish eating before he asked, "You... where are you going next?"

"I don't know," Lu Yingjiu said, "Maybe go to the next village, maybe go back to the capital."

The boy hesitated for a while: "Can I go with you?"

Lu Yingjiu said: "If you have no unfulfilled wish, you should go back to the ghost world."

The young man hesitated.

"Have a good rest," Lu Yingjiu said, "It will be dawn in less than two hours. Let's say goodbye then."

There are other rooms and clean bedding in the house.

Although the ghost didn't need to sleep, Lu Yingjiu helped him make the bed.

"Thank you," the boy said again, "This is the second time I have had such delicious porridge."

"...Good night." Lu Yingjiu smiled and blew out the candles.

On the second day, Chaoyang had just climbed up the mountain, and Lu Yingjiu had already woken up.

The young man sat at the table in an orderly manner, and his eyes lit up when he saw him.The sun was shining warmly on his shoulders.

Lu Yingjiu said: "Let's go. Since it's still the Ghost Festival today and the yin is strong, I'll find a secluded place and use talisman paper to open the gate of the ghost world and send you back."

He was just about to lead the boy out, but he heard the boy say, "I actually have an unfulfilled wish."

"Huh?" Lu Yingjiu stopped.

The young man seemed hesitant to speak again.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Let's listen to the story."

The boy hesitated for a long time: "I didn't have a wish before, but now I do."

"I, I want to get married."

Lu Yingjiu: "...?"

Lu Yingjiu: "...??"

He held his forehead and said, "What kind of ghost wish is this..."

"It's literally." The boy's ears turned red again.

Lu Yingjiu rubbed her eyebrows: "Then wouldn't it be better for you to go back to the ghost world? Humans and ghosts can't be together."

"Can't we be together?" The boy looked at him.

"Not really." Lu Yingjiu thought for a while, "I have heard that people and ghosts fell in love, but most of the endings were miserable. Either the ghosts went crazy and harmed people, or the people around them were jealous and beat mandarin ducks with sticks. Please. The ghost exorcist drove away the ghosts. Is your sweetheart a human or a ghost?"

The boy's ears became redder: "Human."

Lu Yingjiu said: "Then I can't help you. Instead of looking forward to this, I'd better send you back to the ghost world. Finding a beautiful female ghost to marry is much easier than finding someone. What if you meet someone else? Exorcist, I'm afraid it's dangerous...huh?"

The young man took a few steps forward, hugged him tightly again, buried his head in his arms and said in a low voice, "I have never had a home, no relatives and friends, no place to live, and I have never slept on such a soft bedding. I think Walking with you, I want to drink the porridge you made many times."

Lu Yingjiu was hugged by the young man, smelling the faint fragrance of his hair, for some reason, a soft place in his heart was poked.

He was distracted for a moment, thinking, what is this cold fragrance?

Like... some kind of flower.

Recalling what the young man said, Lu Yingjiu has been exorcising ghosts for many years, so he naturally understands what it's like to be adrift.

This boy can remember a bowl of porridge for several years, he must be lonely and lonely.

He was conflicted in his heart, and he said after a long time: "Where is your sweetheart? I can take you there to have a sneak peek at her, and then send you away. I'm afraid the 'marriage' you mentioned is still impossible."

The boy quickly said: "It's okay. I don't know where to go, just follow you and look for it, and you will always find it."

Lu Yingjiu sighed softly.

He stroked the other party's hair with his hand: "then come with me."

——He never expected that when he came to the village to drive out a ghost, there was an extra companion for no reason.

The opponent is still a ghost.

Although he didn't find it troublesome, he didn't find it annoying.

Deep down in his heart, he seemed to be tolerant of this young man from the very beginning.

He has heard that there is a fate between people.When some people meet, they just feel like old friends at first sight and hate to meet each other later.Maybe there is also a fate between humans and ghosts, but anyway, he couldn't say no to it.

Besides...

It's just helping a ghost realize his wish.

He's done the same thing before, and this isn't an exception.

When the wish is realized, people and ghosts will go the other way, and they will still bid farewell.

Now that he has made up his mind, at noon that day, Lu Yingjiu took the boy to find old man Chai, and said to him: "I have dealt with the ghosts, and I won't come to harass you again. From now on, you can walk at night with peace of mind."

"Oh, oh, that's good." Old man Chai was overjoyed, "Master is still amazing! That's, that's what I thought, can I exchange the silver taels I gave you with a few pieces of old lady Liu's jewelry?"

He apologized and said with a smile: "Everyone is still somewhat taboo about relics. This village is small, and I'm afraid it will be easy to leak the news and not be able to sell them at a good price. Master, you travel around so that you can take things far away before selling them."

Lu Yingjiu does not lack this money.

He was just about to persuade old man Chai to bury the jewelry with the old lady when he saw the young man pursing his lower lip.

So he changed his words: "Then you give me the jewelry."

Old man Chai then took out a wooden jewelry box, which contained bracelets, jade rings and walking steps, and handed it to him.

Before leaving, old man Chai thanked him repeatedly.

He looked at Lu Yingjiu's leaving figure, and suddenly his eyes fell on the young man, somewhat confused:

Strange, where did this No. [-] person come from?

After walking a little further, Lu Yingjiu stopped and handed the jewelry box to the boy.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then took it over: "Why did you give it to me?"

"I think you want it." Lu Yingjiu said lightly.

His intuition was right, and joy burst out in the boy's eyes.

He quickly took the road to greet the wine, walked around a few old pagoda trees at the end of the village, and walked up the slope.

There is a small, crude tombstone with the words [Liu Lan's Tomb].

A few flowers were placed in front of the mound.

No one in the village erected a monument for Liu Lan, it was all made by young people.

Lu Yingjiu stood beside him, watching him dig up the soil and bury the jewelry one by one.

After burying it, he stood up and bowed towards the tombstone.

Then he said to Lu Yingjiu, "Let's go."

So, they stepped out of the village under the warm afternoon sun.

Lu Yingjiu came on horseback.

It was a black horse with sleek hair and smooth hair. It was in the prime of life and full of energy. When it saw a stranger, it couldn't hold back its curiosity and snorted at the boy.

Lu Yingjiu lightly got on the horse, patted the front of her body: "Come on."

The boy came up and sat down in front of him.

Lu Yingjiu's hands went around him, holding on to the reins, but she heard the young man whisper, "I can ride a horse."

Lu Yingjiu laughed, and handed the reins to him as expected: "Then you come, we are going to the east."

The young man took the rein and flicked lightly, and this dark horse with human nature took a step forward.

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the bird is jumping on the dark green branches. It is stepping on the light brown stone road, all the way to the east.

To go east, the shortest way is up the mountain.

The horse walked up the mountain road, and the surrounding trees were lush and trembling in the wind.

Lu Yingjiu asked: "Is this also the mountain where you lived?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded, "I've lived here for five or six years."

Lu Yingjiu's breath was right next to his ears, making his earlobes and face hot, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the reins.

The ghost has no heartbeat, he only feels his soul surging.

Lu Yingjiu looked around.

Even though it was the Hungry Ghost Festival, when the Yin Qi was pervasive, he didn't feel any other ghosts.

Presumably, they were all killed by the teenager last night.

This brat is really fierce when guarding his territory.

As Lu Yingjiu thought about it, he didn't know that from the moment they first met, he had been classified as "his own territory" by the young man.

For the next half an hour, he watched the young man familiarize himself with the road, and led the black horse to copy the mountain path, making seven turns and eight turns, which shortened the rugged mountain road by a lot.

While walking, a small bamboo house suddenly appeared in the forest.

The boy reined in his horse, jumped off and said, "This is where I used to live."

Lu Yingjiu followed him into the house.

There are only very simple beds, tables and chairs in the house, and nothing else. It is deserted and deserted, and it doesn't look like someone has lived in it at all.

There is only a pot of flowers blooming on the windowsill.

The young man carefully picked the flowers, bundled them into colorful bunches, and handed them to Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu took it over: "Why do you want to send me flowers?"

The boy just laughed and didn't answer.

It was the first time Lu Yingjiu received flowers, and it was from the same sex.

But the flowers bloom so enthusiastically that anyone will like them.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, took the flowers, and went out the door and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, didn't you tell me last night that you never had a place to live or a home? Isn't this bamboo house your place to live?"

He felt more and more that something was wrong, and looked around the bamboo house: "I think your life is not bad, you can shelter from the wind and rain, you have a bed and bedding, and you can also plant flowers. How can it be as bleak as you said, you must follow me?"

——If the young man hadn't said that sincerely, Lu Yingjiu might not have softened his heart and brought him along.

juvenile:"……"

juvenile:"…………"

He snapped his fingers, and a ball of will-o'-the-wisp rose from the ground, engulfing the entire bamboo house!

The fire was weird and strong, but within a few breaths, the bamboo house was reduced to ashes.

Lu Yingjiu:?

The will-o'-the-wisp went out, a wisp of blue smoke rose, and flying ash danced in the wind.

The boy looked at him nervously and said, "Wow, that's too bad, there was a big fire just now. Well, now I have no home, what a disaster!"

After speaking a few steps forward, she hugged Lu Yingjiu tightly again: "My life is so hard! I'm so sad, life is worse than death, and I need many hugs to get over it!"

Lu Yingjiu:? ? ?

This is fucking blackmail, right? !