After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Zhang Shuwan lives in an ordinary community in Haiming District, Chunshan City, Building 13, 7B.

No friends, no relatives, freelance.

We are nodding acquaintances with the neighbors, and the last conversation was seven months ago—according to the neighbor Aunt Qian, they were chatting about whether the price of pork in the vegetable market has increased.

On the way, Chen Xiaoling gave them Zhang Shuwan's cell phone number.

Lu Yingjiu called and reminded that the phone was turned off.

When they arrived at the community, Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian took the elevator up to the seventh floor, and the cold anti-theft net at the door of 7B stopped them.Lu Yingjiu rang the doorbell and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Sure enough, as Chen Xiaoling said, she didn't know where she went.

Just as Lu Yingjiu was about to leave, there was a "squeak" next to her.

The door of Lingju's house opened cautiously.

There is an old-fashioned anti-theft chain hanging on the door, which has not been removed. There is only a small gap in the door, revealing a few strands of gray hair, dry skin and an eye.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

If the lights were a little darker, it would be similar to a horror movie.

A hoarse voice came: "Who are you looking for?"

It sounds like this Aunt Qian, but it should be the neighbor Aunt Qian.

"We're looking for the head of the household who lives here." Lu Yingjiu said, "Do you know her?"

"Are you looking for Xiao Zhang?" Aunt Qian asked cautiously, "Are you her friends? Relatives?"

Lu Yingjiu made up an excuse: "It's her friend's friend. She hasn't heard from her for a long time, and we happened to come to Spring Mountain City, so my friend entrusted us to come over and take a look at the situation."

Aunt Qian looked at them again.

When she looked at Lu Yingjiu, she was gentle, even a little appreciative - Lu Yingjiu was very familiar with this kind of gaze.

According to past experience, in the next second, he will often be asked, "Where do you work? How old are you? Do you have a girlfriend? Do you want me to introduce one to you?"

However, when Aunt Qian's gentle and gossiping gaze shifted to Jing Xian...

She woke up suddenly.

He looked Jing Xian up and down, his eyes fluctuating back and forth between appreciation and suspicion.

Lu Yingjiu immediately knew what she was worried about.

He poked Jingxian secretly, and Jingxian immediately showed his business smirk, expressing goodwill.

Then Lu Yingjiu explained: "We are not bad people, we really just came to see it."

"Oh." Aunt Qian was dubious, "I don't know where she went."

Lu Yingjiu asked, "Do you know what she usually does?"

"I don't know." Aunt Qian shook her head, a gossipy expression appeared on her face, "But she is so rich, she drives a good car, it doesn't matter if she works or not. Maybe she has several apartments, so she is not here She's staying here, maybe she's married."

"The car..." Lu Yingjiu thought for a moment, "Where does she usually park?"

"I don't know, maybe downstairs." Aunt Qian replied.

She looked at Lu Yingjiu, her eyes sparkled: "Young man, where do you work? How old are you? Do you have a girlfriend? Do you want me to introduce one to you?"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

As expected! !These questions again!

Before he could answer, Jing Xian had already grabbed his shoulders and said with a smile: "He's already married."

Aunt Qian was very disappointed, and said with emotion: "It's a pity, otherwise I would have introduced you to many people."

Lu Yingjiu originally wanted to forcibly enter Zhang Shuwan's house.

But Aunt Qian kept staring at them, probably thinking that she wouldn't close the door if they didn't leave.Lu Yingjiu had no choice but to go downstairs with Jingxian first, thinking about looking for Zhang Shuwan's car.

After going downstairs and walking through the road in the community, Jing Xian has been holding his shoulder tightly.

It looks like vinegar is online.

Lu Yingjiu said helplessly: "What are you making a fuss about? Then the aunt just thought about it and introduced someone to me."

"No." Jing Xian said, "Imagination doesn't work either." After speaking, while there was no one around, he kissed Lu Ying and took a big sip of wine.

Lu Yingjiu managed to cover the ghost king's vinegar jar, and walked around the 13th building.

There are few cars parked on weekdays, and most of them are ordinary cars, not like the "good cars" that my aunt said.

Soon, at a corner in the southeast, Lu Yingjiu saw a BMW covered in ashes.

The dust was three or four centimeters at least, and the glass was covered with bird droppings.When they approached, the two stray cats lying under the car woke up instantly, and cautiously probed and looked at them.

Through the dirty glass, Lu Yingjiu could barely see the small peace amulet hanging on the rearview mirror.

The peace talisman depicts a beast with a tiger head and dog ears.

Listen carefully.

Only the Zhang family has formed a contract with Diting.It is almost certain that this is Zhang Shuwan's car.

Lu Yingjiu folded two little paper figurines.

The paper man squeezed in with difficulty along the crack of the door, and opened the door for Lu Yingjiu - the BMW had already run out of battery after so long, and the alarm did not sound.

The car door opened, and the stale smell hit the face.

Lu Yingjiu waited for a while to ventilate, then sat in the driver's seat, put on gloves and carefully searched for items in the car.

The two little paper figurines also helped, bouncing up and down, and opened the co-pilot's storage box.Soon, they came back with an orange cloth bag.

The cloth bag is small, with faint talisman paper fluctuations.

Lu Yingjiu pulled it away, and took out a... small round mirror?

It was like a small mirror that some girls would take with them when they went out. The surface of the mirror was clean, reflecting his face.

In addition to this mirror, Lu Yingjiu also found an old mobile phone, which can still be used after it is fully charged.It's just that it should be a backup machine, and there is no information in it.

Looking through various papers, there are many small tickets for expressway tolls, all of which are dated half a year ago.It seems that Zhang Shuwan often drives to other places.

But she doesn't have a job, so why does she always go out of town?

Lu Yingjiu was a little puzzled.

But other than that, there's nothing special about the car.

He took the mirror, closed the car door, and went upstairs again with Jing Xian.

This time Aunt Qian was not around, so it was convenient for them to "commit the crime".

Lu Yingjiu took out a paper clip and pried open the door of Zhang Shuwan's house.

There is stale air behind the door, and the living room is directly opposite. There are many shoes scattered on the shoe cabinet next to it, sneakers, sandals, high-heeled shoes... There are one here and there, and the owner of them should not be good at cleaning them.

The flowers in the vase had long since withered, the wall skin had fallen off and fell to the ground, the corpses of the small fish in the bathtub were almost rotten, and the water in the jar was extremely turbid.

She really hasn't been back for a long time.

The room is a simple two-bedroom and one-living room.

When pushing open the bedroom door, Lu Yingjiu had actually prepared for the worst.

Like seeing a dead body.

But in fact, the bedroom was clean, not even a speck of dust, and a ray of sunlight came in from the window.

Lu Yingjiu stepped in...

I saw countless faces of myself.

Densely packed mirrors, large and small, filled every corner of the house.

Full-length fitting mirrors, half-person-high circular mirrors, gorgeous European-style mirrors, and even funhouse mirrors in amusement parks... old-fashioned bronze mirrors and small makeup mirrors are hung in the air by strings, reflecting dazzling light .

All the mirrors are facing the bed.

Like a huge net, the place where she slept was entwined, making it airtight.

From the perspective of Feng Shui, it is not auspicious to have a mirror facing the bed directly, which may affect your luck.

Not to mention so many mirrors.

How horrifying it would be to wake up in a daze in the middle of the night and see countless yourself in the mirror.

There is no dust in the house at all, it should be blocked by something.

Lu Yingjiu searched around the house, and took out a lamp from under the bed.

An octagonal palace lantern.

With black lacquered wood as the frame and covered with gauze, the eight sides are painted with the running truth, and dark green tassels are hung on the lamp body.

Generally speaking, tassels and patterns are mainly red and gold, and it is rare to see palace lanterns with black main body and dark green.

Lu Yingjiu held the upper end, touched the palace lantern with light force.

The surface of the lamp rotates smoothly, and each of them is so vivid that it seems to jump out for joy.

"What kind of lantern is this?" Jing Xian asked, "And what kind of family secret?"

"Not really." Lu Yingjiu stared at the lantern intently, "But this kind of lamp was indeed invented by the Zhang family, and it's called 'Green Lantern'."

Jing Xian: "...the Blue Lantern Festival?"

He clearly remembered the place where Lu Yingjiu worked.

"En." Lu Yingjiu nodded, "The predecessor of the Blue Lantern Festival was indeed founded by the Zhang family. Of course, it was not called the Blue Lantern Festival at that time. It was just a group of young ghost exorcists from the Zhang family who gathered together to carry blue lanterns with each other. As a code, walk in the night."

At that time, ghost exorcism was far less developed than it is today.

All kinds of demons and ghosts are rampant, and the people are miserable.

Learning to exorcise ghosts is expensive.

Whether it is the pen, ink and paper for drawing talisman paper, or various jade and gemstones for exorcising ghosts, or medicinal materials for healing, ordinary people cannot afford them.Therefore, the technique of exorcising ghosts is monopolized in the hands of several families, and the asking price is high, making huge profits.

So, a group of young people stood up.

At that time, the Zhang family believed in the way of heaven, but they were not obsessed with it to the point of madness. The family size was small, but there were still young people with burning hearts.

They only need pitiful pay, or simply do things for free.

Suddenly they became famous, and countless people came to them for help.

And their behavior obviously undermined the interests of other exorcist families.They began to be maliciously suppressed and targeted, and it was a trivial matter to be beaten up for no reason, and some were killed directly.

The threat did not sway the hearts of young people.

They turned into stealth, covered their faces, and walked in the long night with green lanterns.If residents see a dim green light approaching, they can call for help and drive away the ghosts.

Over time, they rose to fame.

With the further prosperity of the Zhang family, the first exorcist organization in history was born, named Qingdeng Pavilion.

Afterwards, more and more ghost exorcists joined Qingdeng Pavilion, even those with foreign surnames.The trend of sky-high prices to exorcise ghosts gradually disappeared, and the Qingdeng Pavilion grew bigger and bigger, from the Zhang family as the pavilion masters, to later able people living there.

It was renamed "Green Lantern Festival" a hundred years ago.

To this day, it is the largest exorcism organization.

This may be the best thing the Zhang family has ever done, bar none.

Jingxian asked: "Is this the lantern they mentioned?"

"En." Lu Yingjiu looked at the lanterns, "There are palace lanterns, and there are ordinary paper lanterns. Such fine workmanship, usually only the Zhang family can do it." He narrowed his eyes slightly, "I was thinking, Zhang Why did the book handle put it under the bed."

"Light it up and try it." Jing Xian said.

He snapped his fingers, and a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp ignited at his fingertips.

There was still oil in the palace lantern, which was lit by him.

The turquoise flame rose up and shone through the gauze cotton into the house.Lu Yingjiu looked up, and every mirror was a small, jumping spark.

He said, "Jingxian, you go and close the curtains."

Jing Xian did so.

The curtains were very thick, and they should be custom-made blackout curtains. When they were drawn, it was pitch black, except for the dim green fire dancing in the palace lanterns.Lu Yingjiu raised the palace lantern, turned it around, and saw countless himself with dim green fire in his eyes, his face half-lighted and half-dark.

After turning off the light and looking at it, I found that the mirror is very delicately arranged, no matter what angle it is, it can reflect light...

Except the corner at the head of the bed.

There is one place where there is no reflection.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Open the curtain again."

The sun slanted in, brightening the room.

Lu Yingjiu went to the head of the bed, and sure enough, there was a vacancy in the layers of mirrors.The vacancy is so inconspicuous that if they hadn't lit the lanterns and drawn the curtains, it would have been impossible to find it.

It's like... a small mirror is missing.

The size and shape are familiar.

Lu Yingjiu thought for a moment, then took out the mirror she found in the car.

The round mirror is small and fits perfectly with the notch.

Jing Xian took out the glue from the four-dimensional backpack, handed it to Lu Yingjiu, and asked him to stick the mirror back to the wall.

In this way, after the curtains are drawn, the light of the lantern fills every corner.

The green light is faint, burning silently.

The two of them stood inside the house, holding a lantern, feeling somewhat gloomy and frightening, as if they were performing some unknown ceremony.

...Yes, it is the ceremony.

The palace lanterns and the mirrors in the car are not accidental, the existence of these mirrors must be for the formation.But how to start it?

For the next 10 minutes, Lu Yingjiu kept searching the house, trying to find clues, but found nothing.

When resting, he sat on the sofa in the living room and muttered to himself: "Why must the mirror face the bed... It's impossible for her not to know that this is unlucky and will affect her luck."

He suspected that there was a talisman paper under the bed, but he couldn't find it.

Jing Xian said: "Practice will reveal the truth, since you can't figure it out, why don't you just try it."

Lu Yingjiu was still thinking, and asked after a few seconds: "...what to try?"

"Go straight up and sleep overnight." Jing Xian said.

Lu Yingjiu: "?"

Jingxian said seriously: "Maybe you will have an idea after substituting her. She likes to light lanterns, and you also light lanterns; she likes that broken bed, and you sleep on it too; she wakes up every day to a pile of Mirror, you also wake up and face a bunch of mirrors, won’t your brain circuit be connected.”

Lu Yingjiu supported his forehead: "...Okay, let's try it like this. But it's not for connecting brain circuits, but for some formations, which may not be effective until late at night when the cloudiness is heavy."

They searched the house again, then went out for dinner and waited for nightfall.

Next to the snack street, Lu Yingjiu ordered crayfish.

The red shrimp tails are splashed with oil, and the fragrance is overflowing.Jing Xian's peeled shrimp tails were all placed in Lu Ying's wine bowl until Lu Ying said he couldn't eat anymore.

After dinner, they returned to Zhang Shuwan's house.

Lu Yingjiu didn't want to touch anything on the bed, so he threw out the talisman paper, and a gust of wind blew off the dust on the bed.Jing Xian took out a thin towel from the magical small backpack, put it on the pillow and the bed, and spent the night temporarily.

Lu Yingjiu didn't really mind sleeping in someone else's bed.

It's just that he never imagined that one day he would sleep in someone else's bed with Jing Xian.

The curtains were drawn, and the green lights were lit. The green fire was reflected in every mirror, like thousands of will-o'-the-wisps surrounding them.

The two were lying on the bed together.

The bed was not small, but it was a little narrow for two men lying side by side.Lu Yingjiu was almost sleeping in Jing Xian's arms, thinking that if Zhang Shuwan came back suddenly, he would go crazy with fright——

The two men lay intimately on her bed, hugged each other, and even lit her green lamp.

It's like a horror-themed gay movie, which mixes crime, suspense and supernatural elements, and it will blow up the market when it's released.

Just thinking about it, he smelled the familiar cold fragrance, and gradually fell asleep in Jing Xian's arms.

……

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

The second hand rotated, pointing to two o'clock midnight with the hour hand.

When he woke up again, Lu Yingjiu's head was dizzy.

There is no one around.

...Where did Jing Xian go?he thought.

Soon, years of trained vigilance woke him up: something was wrong.

The hanging blue lantern was still burning, and it was full of fire, falling into the mirror.Lu Yingjiu sat up and saw countless selves.

What is wrong?

His eyes swept across the mirrors, his face, his body, and his back were all around him.When he looked at the mirror, it was as if he was looking at a hundred of himself; when he moved a little, those mirror images changed with him, making him dizzy.

It would be creepy to change someone here.

But Lu Yingjiu is Lu Yingjiu after all, her heartbeat didn't speed up at all, all she wanted was to understand Zhang Shuwan's intentions.

Finally, he looked at the mirror diagonally opposite.

It was a full-length fitting mirror, half of the wooden frame was rotten, and it was only as wide as one person.Its angle just showed his side face and his brownish pupils.

However, in other mirrors, there is green fire in his pupils.

Only his eyes in this mirror are clean and have their original color.

Lu Yingjiu got up and walked to the mirror, the green light stretched his shadow very long.

The young man in the mirror looked at him, still with exquisite facial features, handsome appearance and gentle temperament.

After a few seconds, it smiled.