The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

On July 15th, the gates of hell are wide open. Only on this day can mortals enter the ghost world in their mortal bodies, and only people from the Qingyuan Gate can come to attend the wedding.

The closer it got to the wedding, the more uneasy Mo Xiaolan felt. She thought she was just a little nervous, but she would suddenly wake up in pain in the middle of the night.

In the dream, Mo Luofan, dressed in white, turned around and asked him crying, "Master, don't you want me anymore?"

She didn't know why she had such a dream. After a while, Mingfan also noticed that something was wrong. Mo Xiaolan simply told him everything. They were about to get married, so there was nothing to hide.

After hearing this, Mingfan looked calm. He touched her head affectionately and told her that it was just a dream and it didn't mean anything. It might also be because she had been close to Mo Luofan since childhood. In her heart, she still missed this lovely little disciple. On the day of the wedding, he was not available, and she was thinking about something, so she had such a dream.

But after Mo Xiaolan left, Mingfan would sit alone in front of the window, staring blankly, holding a blue spirit ball in his hand, asking himself over and over again whether it was right to do this, whether it was really good for her, and whether he was too selfish.

Two days before the wedding, Ming Fan brought her to the ghost market. Almost everyone here had already accepted him as the ghost king's wife. Some well-intentioned vendors even gave him some delicious and fun things. In the ghost world, Ming Fan was not like a monarch, but more like a guardian, guarding this bustling city.

The ghost people have deep respect for him and even more love for him, so they also like the people he loves very much.

"Hey." Mo Xiaolan, wearing a red-faced monster mask, rushed to Mingfan and patted his shoulder. When she turned around, she saw an even scarier mask. She was so scared that she took two steps back: "Who are you, monster? Tell me your name."

"I'm here to look for my sweetheart." Ming Fan also played with Mo Xiaolan: "I wonder if the young lady has ever seen my sweetheart?"

"Just tell me her appearance and characteristics, maybe I can help you find her."

"She's not tall, she looks a little stupid, and she does stupid things."

"You are stupid." Mo Xiaolan took off her mask and reached out to take off his mask.

"You said it was impossible, how could you be fooled by my sweet words?"

"That's because I'm possessed by a ghost."

Instead of flirting with the adult, Mingfan was flirted with by someone else. His heart was pounding.

For some reason, the two of them felt that this scene was familiar.

"Lord Ming." A sad and miserable voice sounded nearby. It was the soul of a little boy who came from somewhere. He was holding a string of candied haws in his hand. It was obviously his favorite food before he died. He refused to let go until his death. The candied haws turned into a phantom and was held in his hand all the time.

"I wish you and your wife a happy and lasting marriage!"

Another little ghost came with a rattle in his hand: "I wish you and your wife a long and happy life together."

Then a group of children came and surrounded them, singing for them. It must be said that this scene was really weird. Mo Xiaolan helplessly held her forehead, and when she looked up, she saw the girls in green clothes in a corner of the city. Mingyao smiled at them and said, "You're welcome."

On July 15th, the gates of hell are wide open. No ghosts go out that night. Instead, they are welcoming the wedding of the Ghost King. In order not to attract attention, the people of Qingyuan Sect dress up as ghost citizens and enter the ghost world.

Although Ming Fan concealed the human smell for them, their appearance did not change. There was another person who came in after them.

"Shang Jun, Mu Qingfeng and his wife, Zhu Fan, Zhu Ling... everyone is here." Mo Luofan was wearing a black cloak, and the brim of the cloak covered one-third of his face. He originally wanted to take advantage of the opening of the ghost gate to find Ming Yao and Qing Jing, but he found an unexpected surprise.

Then, a black crow appeared in his hand, and after whispering a few words, the crow flew out of the ghost gate.

He followed behind this group of people and walked through the Yellow Springs Road. As he passed by the Yellow Springs Road, the flowers of the other shore on both sides were blooming very brightly. Mo Luofan subconsciously looked to the side and saw a blue corner of clothes. When he wanted to see clearly, the corner of the clothes disappeared.

After walking through the Yellow Springs Road, we came to the Forgotten River, where many evil spirits were crying. Although the river water was a beautiful green, once you fell into the river, you would be eaten up by the evil spirits in the river.

A luxurious ship appeared on the endless river with bright lights on. After docking, several ghost girls came down from the ship. Their faces were covered with white powder, their cheeks were dyed with pink rouge, and their lips were bright red.

After everyone got on board, the boat disappeared on the river. Mo Luofan was unable to catch up and could only stand by the river, looking at the endless river. Suddenly, the Qingluan body in his body moved, and the evil spirits in the river suddenly became restless. He was originally in the sunset, but the sky suddenly darkened and the sky was filled with stars.

"The world is as bright as day, the underworld is dusk, the Wangchuan is sunset, and beyond the Naihe Bridge is night. The path that ghosts walk is just like a day for mortals. When they are alive, it is day, and when they die, it gradually turns into night. When they open their eyes again and are reborn, it is day again. This cycle is the so-called reincarnation." Mo Luofan squinted his eyes: "But now we have only reached the Wangchuan. The Wangchuan was originally sunset, why did it suddenly turn into night?"

Just as he was wondering, a blue figure appeared on the river bank.

"Is that... Master?" Mo Luofan ran towards him, shouting, "Master, Master, Master..."

But that person didn't seem to react at all. Mo Luofan ran over and tried to hug her, but found that he couldn't hold her. Then he realized that it was just an illusion. It seemed that he was pulled into a certain space.

The girl took off her shoes and walked into the Forgotten River step by step. The dirty ghosts in the river seemed to have smelled something delicious and bit them. Although her legs were submerged in the water, it hurt, but she endured it.

Mo Luofan was standing by the river. After seeing the man go down, he also wanted to go down and pull the man up, but the river bank seemed to have some barrier that bounced him away.

The girl who looked like Mo Xiaolan endured the pain and walked forward step by step. The water in the Forgotten River burned her skin and the monsters in the river bit her body.

Suddenly, she stopped, immersed her hands in the river, and took out a piece of incomplete soul from the river. She closed her eyes and poured her spiritual power into the soul. The soul floated in the air and formed a human figure. That person was Ming Fan.

Meroving's eyes widened.

"Mingfan's" eyes were empty. Where the eyeballs should have been became two pitch-black holes, and blood kept oozing out of them.

"This is not the place for you," he said.

The girl couldn't help crying: "But, I want to see you, even if it's just a wisp of your soul."

"Let's go. I don't want you to see me like this." Mingfan raised his hand.

The scene around Mo Luofan turned back into sunset.

A crow flew onto his shoulder, and behind him was a team of elite soldiers.

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In the Ghost King's Mansion, Mo Xiaolan sat in front of the mirror obediently. She had no mother or father, but her brother was behind her, clumsily combing her long hair with a wooden comb: "Father, since mother is not here, let my brother comb your hair for you."

Mo Xiaolan nodded, and he saw tears in Shang Jun's eyes.

"One comb to the end, two combs to the end, three combs to the end, and three combs to the end of the family." After three combs, he turned around and wiped his tears with his hands: "Actually, according to reason, you just came back, and I should keep you for two more days. However, I am useless and cannot protect you. I can only hope that His Majesty the Ghost King can keep you safe. If you miss me, please write a letter and go home. I will come to see you no matter where you are."

These words also made Mo Xiaolan's tears well up in her eyes.

"Don't cry, you are the bride today." Shang Junqiang smiled and said, "My sister is the most beautiful bride in the world."

"Well, thank you brother."

After her hair was combed, the matchmaker put a phoenix crown on her head. Mu Qingxue was on his right, supporting him as he walked forward.

"Although married people can't be bridesmaids, please don't look down on me." Mu Qingxue said.

"How could I dislike you?" Mo Xiaolan held her hand: "We both married the ones we love, so shouldn't we be happy?"

Loved ones...

Mu Qingxue choked up a little. In the past, she would have definitely agreed with this with both hands and feet. But now, as a bystander, she didn't know who Mo Xiaolan loved. She also knew about the memory that Mo Xiaolan had lost. In fact, if Mo Xiaolan really recovered her memory, whether she would be willing to marry Ming Fan was still an unknown. But deep down, she hoped that her good sister could have a good place to go. After all, people like Mo Luofan were too perverted and too paranoid. She had heard about what Mo Luofan had done during the years when he possessed her body.

The Ghost King City is not behind the Forgetful River, but between the Yellow Springs Road and the Forgetful River. As long as you walk a hundred miles towards where the sun sets, you will arrive. The Ghost King lets everyone take a boat simply because the boat will get them to the Ghost King City faster.

Behind the Wangchuan River is the Naihe Bridge, and behind the Naihe Bridge is reincarnation.

Entering the Ghost King City, it was decorated with lights and colors, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.

Seeing a stranger coming in, a child came up to them curiously and asked, "Are you also here to attend the Ghost King's wedding ceremony?"

"Getting married?" Mo Luofan was a little surprised. He squatted down to the same level as the ghost: "Ghost King, are you getting married?"

At first he was somewhat happy, for after all, what could be happier than his rival getting married? But the next second, he was unhappy, for after all, what could be more infuriating than his rival getting married to his sweetheart?