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With ten miles of red makeup, half the city was buzzing with excitement. Such a grand wedding seemed like it was just yesterday. In front of her eyes, through the red gauze hijab, she could vaguely see his handsome smile, which made her blush and heartbeat.

The young master of the Li family, a gentleman known to everyone, the husband she thought was the best, turned out to be...

"You and cousin, you really and cousin..."

She never thought that the truth is always so shocking.

His cousin, who was really regarded as his younger sister, had already had an affair with him, and the two of them were carrying their backs and their backs...

"Sister, I have no other choice!"

In the delivery room, unmarried women were not allowed to enter, but the cousin jumped over the midwife and maidservant and came to her bedside. She seemed to dislike the unpleasant smell of blood. He covered his mouth and nose lightly.

"I'm just a helpless and weak woman, what can I do? My cousin chose me, can I refuse? The only thing I can persist is not to be a concubine."

His cousin didn't want to be a concubine, so she was going to die, so as to make room for his cousin to be his wife.

For a moment, on the delivery bed, she wanted to ask, so can't you let her go?Can't he divorce or... divorce his wife?

"It's always the Li family's wife. Naturally, she will be buried in the Li family's ancestral grave. After all, my sister has contributed to her birth. She can't be left outside, and people will say that her cousin is ungrateful and ungrateful."

The cousin who is as gentle and kind as a white lotus is saying this, there is still melancholy between her brows, the cousin who is as soft and weak as a delicate flower is completely different from her bright temperament. She used to think cute, but looking at it now, she really is. Disgusting.

But, I'm afraid only she would feel that way, her husband Li Lang, who never showed up, never felt that way.

It turns out that the husband who has been sleeping with her for many years actually likes such a person?

As far as she could see, there was blood red. At the last moment, she vaguely heard a cry, which belonged to a baby.

That was her last concern for the world.

Many years later, at a loss, I don't know how many years have passed. When she saw her son for the first time, the soul that floated was very similar to that of the heartbroken man. Son, only son.

"Mother, how could it be so, how could it be so?!"

I didn't expect that the mother I always thought was not my biological mother, I didn't expect, I didn't expect... "I will definitely investigate this matter, and I must not allow that woman to bully my mother like this!"

More than 20 years is enough time for them to erase many traces, including one of the many tablets in the ancestral hall.

But many things have not been investigated. Who didn't know about the lively wedding that year?In the end, everything was affirmed and everything was understood. I don't know if it was punishment for my misidentification of my biological mother for many years, or if I felt hatred in my heart. According to the agreement, Li's blood can be driven.

The initiative of this article is in her hands.

The young master of the Li family also gave her all the books related to cultivation that he collected later, and built this house specially for her. He hired the best Feng Shui master, and specially built a house for her that violated the living needs of strangers. It was natural. The yin-nourishing land plus the carvings of the day after tomorrow, the house, ordinary people live in it, and they will get sick in ten days and a half months, but he directly stipulates that all the descendants of the Li family must live in the house for a month before they become adults.

Their lifespan is up to her to take whatever she wants.

The young master of the Li family later collected methods of borrowing Yinshou, but he was useless. When the end of life and death came, he only said to her: "Mother, I owe you, and there is only so much I can pay back." , After I die, take my Yinshou away, you have to live, live for a long time, and see if the fate of the Li family can relieve you of the hatred in your heart."

In words, there is more sadness.

Fierce ghosts cannot enter reincarnation. At this point, unless they become ghost kings, their souls will be scattered.

It's not worth it, because this Li family is not worth it!

All he could think of, the only way to save his mother was to let her live for a long time, so that he could have a chance to become the ghost king. Maybe if he lived long enough, he would naturally become the ghost king?

No one knows what the next level is, and he doesn't know, and he doesn't plan to explore it anymore.

She spends half her life seeking immortality for freedom, and half her life asking ghosts to seek for her.In his life, half of his life has been muddled, but the latter half is extremely sober. He wants to save his mother, no matter what.

"Ok, I know."

How much memory do you have when you were born?How much maternal love does a son who has never raised for a day have?She didn't know, she only knew that she would do it if she promised, so after he turned into a ghost, she took his Yinshou, watched him disappear before her eyes, and said with a smile: "It's good to be gone, don't be a ghost." , don’t be a human anymore.”

Year after year, she guarded the promise, guarded the house, formed yin bonds with every descendant of the Li family who came to live in the house, and quietly took away their Yangshou, not taking too much each time, just taking some, so that I can be clear, and I can think about what to do in the future.

I don't know when, Li's short-lived ghosts were noticed by someone, and a Taoist once came to tell him that they could break the evil, but how could they listen?

They thought that what they were practicing was Yin-walking, and that Yin-walking was destined to bring short-lived side effects, but compared to these, wouldn't the benefits obtained from Yin-walking be more attractive?

If a hundred years is like nothing, it is not as prosperous as forty palms.

The descendants of the Li family quickly adapted, started a family early, gave birth to children early, left offspring early, and then concentrated on expanding their own wealth and enjoying everything in exchange for this wealth.

Therefore, everyone knows that the Li family's unique family style will come back after all the money is gone!This kind of temperament is really not something that ordinary people can have.

Because of their greed, she also has many people who can be driven, many ghosts that can be used, and later...unknowingly, she became the king of ghosts, able to control more places, more ghosts, and people .

"The world of the sun is so lively, but the underworld should not be so depressed. I want to have a street here, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, so that the lights at night are like day, so that all ghosts and people can communicate here..."

Her thoughts are changing, she doesn't care much about the descendants of the Li family anymore, she just maintains a trace, keeping them alive and being sent by her.

Others, she wants more, wants to change more.

——The world has changed.

During this period, she is also waiting, maybe someone will come to trouble her, maybe other ghost kings will come to devour her as a ghost.

But, there was nothing, she had never seen other ghost kings, nor had she seen any successful people in the world, nothing.

"It's too much space, I want it to be more lively."

The "City That Never Sleeps" is officially open to everyone and ghosts, and they live in a mixed environment. Even if some little ghosts inadvertently show their ghost appearances, people who are blinded by the dark energy will not see them, and they will just laugh and continue talking to them.

There are fewer and fewer people.

I don't know when, a ghost suddenly called her "Ghost Emperor", and everyone kept secret.

The emperor is the only one in this world.

Is she the only one?

The only ghost king, the only ghost emperor?

The underworld does not count the years, I don't know how long it has passed, the gray fog has invaded the whole world, there is no more sun and moon, and the stars have disappeared. The blue sky and white clouds that belong to the world seem to have become lights on the "city that never sleeps".

The middle-aged man walked into the ghost market as if his eyes were covered by a ghost. If he followed the invisible traction to look here and there, the smile on his face never faded away. He walked happily like a child. In this big world, look with joy at everything around you.

Just like that, from the street to the end of the street, along the street lights, to the foot of the mountain, and from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the house on the top of the mountain is the old house of the Li family. As long as Mo is still there, he can find that it is the same as what he saw before.

"The Li family, are you the only one?"

A woman appeared in the house. Now she is the same height as a normal person, but she is still not a petite type. She doesn't care too much. The red dress is the only color left in this gray fog. The black hair is like ink, falling loosely, and the ends are hidden in the gray mist.

The same goes for her skirt, it seems to be connected with the gray mist, and it seems that the gray mist itself is also a part of the skirt.

The middle-aged man was unaware of these strange situations, and he suddenly came to his senses when he heard the question: "Yes, it's just me."

Thinking of his dead son, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of sadness. He still remembered his son's urging when he urged him to leave. He said that his ancestor had become a ghost king. He said that the ghost king needed to devour his own blood to strengthen himself. He said, Let him run for his life, don't look back, and say...

"My son, my son!"

The heartbroken cry shook the world, and he didn't care about his face, so he burst into tears in front of the woman, like a child who lost his beloved.

"You're the only one left!"

The woman's voice was faint, and a trace of chill drifted away with his crying, as if someone had cried like this in front of her before. So, is it so sad to lose a son?

"You miss your son so much, use your life to exchange your son back, okay?"

The tone is soft and soothing, as if asking someone for a suggestion.

The middle-aged man was crying inconspicuously, his nose and tears covered his face, but he still listened to this sentence and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I just want my son to come back, my son..."

The next moment, his head fell and rolled on the ground. There were still tears in his eyes, sadness, and pain. It stopped at that moment. He really wanted his son back.

"Your son, I can't come back." The woman said softly, but she didn't look at the head on the ground, and the headless body still standing. She looked towards a certain part of the house. His son will never come back either...