After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Later, they went to many places together.

From the snow-capped plains to the green mountains, from the dilapidated villages to the bustling capital.

They tasted delicacies from all over the world together, walked side by side along the long street with biscuits and hibiscus cakes, or drank a few cups of hot wine in the tavern at night-most of the Luying wine was tasted lightly, watching the youthful pride with their heads up drink up.

After drinking, he became slightly drunk, and the boy was always clinging to him stickily.Helpless, Lu Yingjiu led him through the moonlight and walked home slowly.

The moonlight is cold, and the road ahead is long, as if it will never end.

They ran horses all over the mountains and fields together.

Jing Xian reluctantly bought a maroon horse, ending the days of riding with Lu Yingjiu.Those two horses are good horses, they travel thousands of miles a day, and their bodies are light, but they have a bad habit: they will get together when they are free, and they are so intimate that they can't be separated.

Lu Yingjiu wondered, these two horses are obviously stallions, why are they so sticky every day.

Jing Xian always smiled and said nothing, feeding them with hay and buckwheat every day.

Occasionally they would race horses, tromping over long grass and fresh snow.

In the beginning, it was always Lu Yingjiu who won, but it didn't take long for the two to win and lose.

They let off the river lantern together.

Two lotus-shaped river lanterns flowed down the river. They sat on the bank and watched the light gradually fade away and converge with countless other river lanterns, shining brilliantly on the river.

Lu Yingjiu was looking at the lamp, while Jingxian was looking at him, and put a luxurious black fur coat on him.

They lit a bonfire on the butte.

The wind howled and the flames flickered.Lu Yingjiu lightly stirred the firewood, splashing orange-red sparks.

In the long night, he asked, Jing Xian, what does the sweetheart you want to find look like?

Jing Xian vaguely mentioned it, only saying that he didn't remember.

Lu Yingjiu snorted, but didn't see Jing Xian sneaking a glance at him, somewhat joyful and expectant.

Later Lu Yingjiu asked a few more times, but Jing Xian always answered perfunctorily, so he gradually stopped asking.The two had their own thoughts, watched countless beautiful scenery together, and traveled all over the mountains and rivers.

The journey is not always smooth.

The attendants of the Heavenly Dao are like a shadow, and their ghosts linger.

Lu Yingjiu was afraid that Jing Xian would also be involved, so she never let him make a move.However, how could Jing Xian just watch, he behaved obediently, but in fact he acted obediently and disobediently, he crushed the heads of many attendants behind Lu Yingjiu's back.

The family also sent assassins.

They were directly beaten by husband and wife mixed doubles, either dead or maimed.

One day Jingxian asked: "Since you say the way of heaven is indelible, is there no place in this world where you can hide from it?"

"...Yes." Lu Yingjiu nodded and said, "I haven't verified it, but I think that for the living, going to the ghost world can avoid its coveting."

"Why?" Jing Xian was taken aback, "Aren't priests and ghosts also bound by it?"

Lu Yingjiu said: "It's different. Since ancient times, only the soul can go to the ghost world. If the living forcefully crosses, they will be torn apart by the strong wind from the gate of the ghost world—that is an almost unmatched power. Countless people have confirmed that no matter how powerful an exorcist is, there is no chance of survival."

"Like the previous Patriarch of the Zhang family, after entering the ghost gate, he was torn to pieces by ghost hands. Before that, there was a genius exorcist who also exploded and died when he crossed over."

He continued: "However, if it is really successful, then the living will be in a state of no jurisdiction in the ghost world."

"The way of heaven is not omnipotent. In my opinion, it is not so much the law itself as it is the slave of the law."

"It is the same as humans and ghosts, and it cannot violate the established rules."

The living go to the ghost world to break the law.

But if it really succeeded, and he appeared in a place that shouldn't appear, Tiandao would not be able to chase him down according to any law.

Lu Yingjiu said: "This is just an unproven theory. I have a friend who has been studying this matter for many years. You should meet soon."

Sure enough, within a few months, Jing Xian met the person Lu Yingjiu was talking about.

That person's name is Chu Qianju, who came from a family.

Many years ago, when Chu Qianju was walking the mountains and rivers with a little peacock, she happened to meet Lu Yingjiu.

Although Lu Yingjiu is only a few years older than him, he already has extremely high attainments in exorcising ghosts.That day, when he saw Chu Qianju drawing a picture on a piece of talisman paper, thinking hard, he couldn't help but give some pointers.

Then he was entangled by Chu Qianju.

Chu Qianju is also a first-class genius, but he couldn't find anyone to ask for advice, so he was overjoyed to meet Lu Yingjiu, and he hated seeing each other late.

——To use modern terms, he is simply a standard fanboy.

The kind whose eyes glow when they see Lu Yingjiu, and who can't even walk.

He didn't realize that Lu Yingjiu was the person the family had been hunting down.

Lu Yingjiu told him frankly.

Chu Qianju didn't linger for too long, and after pondering for a while, he said: "The way of heaven is cruel and unkind, and it wants babies as sacrifices. My family is the despicable one who helps the evildoers."

He also said: "Actually, there are many people in the family who are dissatisfied with this kind of behavior, including my parents, but they have no right to speak. But I believe that in the future, the concept of the family will definitely change. "

"You and I meet today because of destiny. If you give me some more time, I will definitely persuade more people to abandon this outdated and cruel concept. When you get rid of the coveting of heaven, you will be able to live a dignified life."

Chu Qian said what he said he would do.

He asked about Lu Yingjiu's situation in detail, and also felt that the ghost world might be a breakthrough.In the days that followed, while studying how to invite God, he also studied how to go to the ghost world.

When Lu Yingjiu reunited with him with respect, he took out a talisman that was as thick as a brick.

Chu Qianju said: "I drew a different formation, you can see the effect."

The two studied there.

These formations are too profound, no one can understand them except the two of them, especially Jing Xian.

But he has been sitting next to Lu Yingjiu, listening silently.

Lu Yingjiu said that there are mountains of knives and seas of fire at the gate of the ghost world, and the strong wind will cut flesh and blood apart.

He said that there are thousands of ghosts at the gate of the ghost world, vying to devour the living.

He also said that the gate of the ghost world has a surging yin energy, which will drown all living things.

He and Chu Qianju researched and studied, and still felt that going to the ghost world was undoubtedly suicide.

When they put away the formation with regret, Jing Xian suddenly said, "But if there is a priest strong enough to protect you, wouldn't you be able to go? Those strong winds, ghosts and Yin Qi are useless to priests."

Lu Yingjiu smiled and said: "It's not that simple. The power of the law is probably a thousand times stronger than you imagined. Even today's ghost king may not be able to do it."

Jing Xian said seriously: "I will do it."

Lu Yingjiu just laughed, but didn't take it seriously.

In the next few years, they traveled all the way, went to different places to exorcise ghosts, and constantly explored strategies to fight against heaven.

They met Chu Qianju several times intermittently.

Chu Qianju was the first person to invite the gods and gained fame.

However, the gods used the power of ghosts, and the law of heaven forbids him to cast a curse, which made him fall into the cycle of reincarnation from generation to generation.

The last time Lu Yingjiu saw him was at dusk.

They sat opposite each other in the inn.

Chu Qianju took out the talisman paper to communicate with him again.After negotiating for so long, the two finally saw a ray of light: this latest formation can greatly reduce the threat of the gate of the ghost world.

"Finally there is hope." Chu Qianju let out a long breath, "Maybe it will succeed next time."

His face was pale.

The punishment from heaven made him seriously ill.

Lu Yingjiu said: "You should rest more, don't worry about this anymore."

Chu Qianju drank a glass of dirty wine before saying, "Lu Yingjiu, you are twenty-eight this year, right?"

Lu Yingjiu didn't answer, but gently shook the wine glass in his hand.

There was one thing he didn't tell Jing Xian.

The way of heaven is respected by 59, and the cycle of catastrophe is also based on 59.

Every 59 months, a great catastrophe hits him.

When he saw Jing Xian, he had just turned 25 and had just escaped a catastrophe with all his might.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye, and soon, he was about to usher in the next catastrophe.

The power of the curse continued to strengthen. He had exhausted all his strength last time, and he might not escape this time.

Everyone in the family knows this.

Chu Qianju looked at him and said seriously, "Lu Yingjiu, your time is coming."

Lu Yingjiu still didn't answer.

The turbid wine in the cup swayed, filling the skylight outside the window.

After a long time, he smiled: "The big deal is death."

Chu Qianju sighed sadly, and said again: "We have similar fates, and we are also cursed. If we really encounter misfortune, maybe you and I will meet again in the next life."

He raised his glass: "You are the person I admire the most. I wish you all the best, peace and joy."

The cups collided, and the two drank the dirty wine in one gulp.

When Lu Yingjiu sent Chu Qianju away, the evening sun was hanging on the mountain like a drop of blood.

Chu Qianju rode a horse for a long distance, and his shadow was dragged very long.

After another half a year, Lu Yingjiu heard that the peacock god had gone mad because of the curse of heaven, and Chu Qianju devoted himself to stop it.

The Peacock God fell into a long sleep, and only one tombstone remained for Chu Qianju.

The tombstone is at Chu's house, so it's inconvenient for Lu Yingjiu to visit it.

He could only stand on the top of the mountain, bow three times to the east, and place flowers beside a bowl of sake.

Jing Xian stood behind him, silent.

He was not much shorter than Lu Yingjiu, the young man grew tall quickly, and now he is as tall as Lu Yingjiu.

He was silent.

Finally, she gently took Lu Yingjiu's hand.

And as Chu Qianju said, the next catastrophe will come soon.

Lu Yingjiu was 29 that year, and the two walked for two days in a snow-covered wasteland.

Lu Yingjiu was holding a bright lamp, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind.Walking into the depths of the snow, he stretched out his hand to hold Jing Xian, and walked forward step by step.

Jing Xian suddenly asked: "...will you die?"

"Huh?" Lu Yingjiu was taken aback.

"I overheard what Chu Qiangu said to you that day." Jing Xian said, "I know you will have a disaster. So, will you die?"

——The tone of his question was very subtle.

Not really a question sentence.

It was more like anticipation that Lu Yingjiu could swear to him: "I'll be fine."

Lu Yingjiu did not make a sound.

So the only answer to him was the whistling wind.

After another half day, they met a frozen traveler.

The traveler's lips were chapped and blue, his eyes were tightly closed, and his clothes were covered in frost and snow.No matter how many talisman papers Lu Yingjiu used, he couldn't recover.

The traveler's breathing stagnated slowly, but at the last moment, he sat up abruptly!

There was a gloomy and vicious light in his eyes, he grabbed his wrist tightly, and said sharply: "Lu Yingjiu, your time has come!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a series of "pop" sounds nearby, like large pieces of ice and snow falling on the ground.

Lu Yingjiu looked up.

The ice field was covered with darkness, and countless attendants stood silently!

Lu Yingjiu had never seen so many attendants.

The area is tens of miles away, and they are standing in an airtight place, with extremely ferocious expressions on their faces.

This fierce battle lasted for a long time.

Ice crystals splashed, the snow was stained with black blood, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere.

Lu Yingjiu wants to chase Jing Xian away, but Jing Xian will never compromise.One person and one ghost fought fiercely for several hours, drenched in blood, and barely escaped from this deadly encirclement.

The attendant's attacks were all aimed at Lu Yingjiu, he was seriously injured, and his white clothes were stained blood red.

Jing Xian supported him, stepping forward step by step on the knee-high snow.

Wherever he passed, there were bright bloodstains.

Fighting and retreating all the way, three days and three nights passed before finally finding a hidden cave.

They ducked inside and built a fire.

Lu Yingjiu was very weak, and it was thanks to her amazing perseverance that she did not lose consciousness.

He leaned against Jing Xian who was also scarred, breathing slowly.

After all, Jingxian is a ghost, and his tolerance for pain and fatal injuries is far superior to that of humans.

He was burning with anxiety, rage, resentment, worry and sadness were mixed together, in the end he could only hold Lu Yingjiu's cold hand tightly, and whispered: "You stay here, I'll kill them all."

Lu Yingjiu laughed silently.

——At this time, he can still smile so calmly and freely.

He said, "It's okay."

Jing Xian still wanted to speak, but Lu Yingjiu caressed his side face lightly, and said again: "It's okay. I know, I will definitely die here."

"Jing Xian, I said before that humans and ghosts cannot fall in love, but I have changed my mind now. There will always be some kind of fate, some kind of emotion that has transcended the years, and will guide lovers to find each other. Wait until someday, when you see You have a sweetheart, you have to tell him well."

"..." Jing Xian was stunned for a moment.

The phrase "My sweetheart is you" was stuck on my lips, and before I could say it, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the cave!

The servants are at it again!

Jing Xian suddenly stood up and looked outside.In the white snowstorm, pairs of scarlet eyes quickly approached, crazier than herds of beasts, more menacing than avalanches.

The murderous intent in his eyes boiled, and under the rage, the whole body was entangled with Yin Qi, and his nails were as sharp as blades, and he rushed out in a flash!

The essence of killing gods is vividly displayed.He fought tirelessly, took out gray ghost hearts one by one, and crushed heads one after another. When he was tired, he pulled a servant casually, biting its flesh with his fangs, thirsty for blood.

And the servants never end.

He is just a priest who has not been born for a few years, and this battle is still too early for him.

Jing Xian's body was covered with scars, even his bones were exposed.

However, when he thought of Lu Yingjiu, it seemed that there was a little more strength under his feet, supporting him to continue fighting.

Just like the ghost who dared to approach the mountain a few years ago, the corpses were piled up into a hill by him.Anyone who dares to covet his territory now, no matter who they are, must die in his hands.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Yilu Yingjiu's injury won't last long!

Just when he didn't know how many times, his feet shook and he stood up again, there was a strange movement behind him.

In the cave is the wave of talisman paper!

A gorgeous formation appeared in the wind and snow, and the golden light flowed, piercing the haze.

This formation looks familiar.

Jing Xian stopped for a while, hesitated for a moment, and realized: This is... This is the formation leading to the ghost world! !

Lu Yingjiu wants to go to the ghost world!

He opened his eyes wide and flew up, but it was too late.The thick black mist covered the snow field in an instant, and the darkness seemed to be doomsday, and the screams of ghosts came from it!

And Lu Yingjiu was covered in white clothes stained with blood, standing in the middle of the mist, as if he would be engulfed in the next moment.

The wind and snow fell on his shoulders, on his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and behind him were countless wildly dancing ghost hands, a million strange faces with grinning grins, and an eternal infinity.

It's like a weird picture scroll.

Across the snow, he and Jing Xian looked at each other from afar.

The eyes are also calm and calm.

——At this moment, Jing Xian understood what he meant: Lu Yingjiu would rather go to the gate of the ghost world alone than die at the hands of his attendants, let alone drag him down.

He is going to challenge the unknown destiny.

rather than accept fate.

The attendants reacted, screaming and surging towards Lu Yingjiu!

And Lu Yingjiu smiled leisurely at Jingjing.

There was light in his eyes, and his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, as if it was just a short farewell.

"...goodbye." He said silently.

Then Lu Yingjiu turned around and resolutely stepped into the black mist.No matter how Jing Xian yelled, no matter how he reached for the hem of his clothes, he could no longer see his back.

The formation disappeared.

The black mist dissipated, and the gate of the ghost world closed with a bang.

The attendants lost their aim and turned their heads stiffly.

After a few breaths, they disappeared in place, as if they never existed at all.

Jing Xian was the only one left in the vast snow field.

On this day, he stood alone in the long night.

There seems to be a huge abyss in my heart, empty, no matter how cold the wind howls, it can't be filled.

After an unknown amount of time, he forced a mournful cry from the depths of his throat, like a wounded and abandoned beast, even the most hard-hearted person would be moved when he heard it.

Since then...

The next hundred years will be another story.

He killed hundreds of ghosts, fought in the underworld, was ruthless and bloodthirsty, never lenient, and his name resounded throughout the eighteen layers of the ghost world.

The old ghost king was beheaded by him, and the priests bowed their heads to him.

Jingxian went to the world over and over again, looking for the trace of Lu Yingjiu, but in the end it was fruitless.

Dressed in gorgeous clothes, sitting alone in the hall, the ghost knelt down in the dark, while he looked far away.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the chair.

Unlike humans, the obsession of ghosts is very pure.

Because of his purity, he never forgets and never dies. He is the only light in his life.

If there is an afterlife, if there is a reunion...

He wants to tell Lu Yingjiu that his sweetheart has always been him.He wants to hold Lu Yingjiu's hand tightly and protect him for the rest of his life until the snow falls and his head turns white.This hot and pure love will never fade with time.

He wants to make up for all regrets.

……

The waves hit the pier and broke into snow-white flowers.

The carousel flashed back in his mind, and Lu Yingjiu remembered everything.

The long knife was still stuck in the abdomen, and at this moment, some strength emerged from the cold hands and feet.Regardless of the sharpness, he grabbed the blade with one hand and folded it violently, the blade snapped with a clang!

The blade cut his fingers, and he held the broken blade with blood in his hand, turned around and cut the attendant's throat neatly.At the same time, the wound healed quickly under the power of God.

The black beast whimpered, rushed up with a limp, and killed several attendants.

Lu Yingjiu touched its big head and looked down the bridge.

Yin Qi surged under the bridge, and the gate of the ghost world waited silently, like an invitation.

"There is only one chance." He stroked the black beast's fur, "It's just like before."

Hei Beast didn't understand, tilted his head, and looked at him gently.

"I died in the gate of the ghost world last time." Lu Yingjiu whispered, "I don't know if I can make some progress in this life?"

He knew he was almost doomed.

When he was in his prime, the probability of failure was more than [-]%, not to mention he was exhausted and scarred.

But it is impossible for him to succumb to fate.

It's a pity that in these two lifetimes, he actually left Jingxian behind.

The attendants rushed forward screaming, Lu Yingjiu relaxed and smiled at them.

Then he opened his arms and fell with his back to the Black Sea!

The strong wind screamed in his ears, and the thick Yin Qi enveloped him in an instant, the blood burst out, and the ghost hands grabbed his limbs coldly.

It felt like torture.

Like the pain of burning, like the despair of drowning.

Lu Ying's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly threw out pieces of talisman paper, forcing the fog back again and again.

However, the miracle did not happen.

As he fell, he gradually became dizzy.

His mind was hazy, his body temperature slowly dropped, and death kissed his forehead lightly.

At the last moment, he murmured almost subconsciously: "Jing Xian..."

After shouting this sentence, Lu Yingjiu froze.

He thought he could face death calmly, but he didn't expect it to be different from the past.Respect is his only concern.

Lu Yingjiu smiled complicatedly.

But the next second his chest was hot.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was the longevity lock that was hot!

In front of him, the yin and qi melted away.Those ghost hands, those strange faces, and those unknown gale winds were crushed by a destructive force, wrinkled into a ball, and blasted blood mist.

His figure is light.

——Ghost King didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to bring him into his arms.

They stand on the raging waves and the abyss, as stable as a rock, as sharp as a blade, and everything recedes when they raise their hands.

With a warm and gentle embrace, Lu Yingjiu looked up.

Look carefully at Jing Xian's eyebrows...

Handsome and beautiful, he is still the sincere young man back then.