After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Lu Yingjiu was waiting for Jing Xian's performance, guessing what talisman he would use.

The detonating talisman, the wind talisman, the inviting talisman...all possible talisman papers flashed in his mind.

Then Jing Xian took a deep breath and opened the door with a swish!

Lu Yingjiu:? ? ?

He rubbed his forehead, it was so simple and rude that he didn't want to complain.

It was empty outside, and Jingxian looked around as if he was shopping, regretfully: "Why are you running so fast?"

When he turned around, he realized that Lu Yingjiu's expression was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"...No." Lu Yingjiu rubbed her eyebrows, "Why don't you wait for me next time."

He is not afraid of human food, but he is afraid that human food will return to waste. He is really afraid of Jingxian's sudden death.

Jing Xian immediately became alert, feeling that he seemed to have done something wrong again.

Obviously, last night, the ghost teacher said this: "I have been exorcising ghosts for so many years by relying on momentum. As long as the momentum is right, ghosts will naturally be scared away."

Jing Xian asked suspiciously: "Relying on momentum to drive away ghosts? Don't you have any talisman?"

"Correct."

"Then how did you die?"

"Killed by a ghost."

Jing Xian: "..."

Just as he was about to drive people away, he scolded Ye Youshen all the way, but the ghost's eyes suddenly lit up, with a gossip on his face: "Besides, aren't you chasing people, the most important thing is to show your courage, with that, with that What boyfriend power! If you meet a ghost, wouldn’t it be great for you to stop in front of your wife to scare away the ghost and comfort him with teary eyes?”

Jing Xian pondered for a while.

He is actually not very good at emotionally.He is best at crushing other people's heads.

He asked, "Are you good at dating?"

"That's not true." The ghost raised his chest proudly, "When I was alive, I was nicknamed the Little Prince in Love, and everyone chased him. What class flower class grass, school flower school grass. You listen to me, I guarantee that the fire will come when it is ripe The sky thunder and the fire broke the pot."

Jing Xian looked at it, feeling skeptical in his heart, but the last half of the sentence said by the other party was so attractive, he really wanted to have a fight with Lu Yingjiu.

So he didn't learn the technique of exorcising ghosts, so he listened to the love lecture all night. The theme was "the inevitable connection between bravery and masculine charm".

But now, Lu Yingjiu, who was supposed to be "embraced by him with teary eyes", looked at him with complicated eyes.

Lu Yingjiu said softly, "Let me do it next time."

The tone is really light.

For fear of hurting Jingxian's self-esteem.

Jing Xian: "..."

Now he just wants to kill Ye Youshen and the prince who broke the love scene.He could already imagine the image of himself in Lu Yingjiu's heart: disheveled and profligate, reckless and stupid, with nothing but looks.

Vegetable chicken ghost king.

Vase Ghost King.

Cannon fodder ghost king.

The combination of the three is invincible in the world.

Lu Yingjiu continued: "However, it seems that this commission must be accepted, and it all came to the door. There are not many gatherings of this ghost's Yin Qi here. She should come from another place. "

Although he didn't know why this ghost old lady came to the door, since she came from another place, someone else might have seen her.

He opened the Two-faced Buddha APP, and there were various supernatural posts floating on the forum.

It would be much more convenient if it happened to be found on the top.

Sure enough, within two pages, he found someone's post.

Jing Xian also leaned over to look at him, head to head with him.

The landlord said that he was working as a waiter at the Lane East Bar.

[I rented a room next to the bar, it will take about ten minutes to go to the bar]

[But there are some strange things recently, the door opposite me is an old woman, I always feel that she is watching me]

【She is back now, let me take a look】

A few people below replied to him.

[Landlord, are you too suspicious? 】

[Send me the specific situation, brothers to help you analyze and analyze]

[There was no murder in your building before, right? 】

After a while, the host appeared again: [She came in, I continued, my house lives on the fifth floor.Several times when I went up the stairs, I found her standing on the fifth floor and staring at me, that kind of thing, you don’t know how long she stood there, I even suspect that she has been waiting for me to come back]

[What's more, I seem to have seen her a few times in the bar.What do you say an old woman in her 70s and [-]s is going to a bar for?You won't be following me, will you?I'm really about to collapse, I didn't go to work yesterday, and I couldn't sleep]

[Brothers, wait, I took a photo of her before, upload it to see]

Someone replied: [Why, you don’t go to the bar for the old lady? 】

[The old lady deserves a second spring!Shaking and cold! 】

The poster sent a photo, which is very blurry, and it looks like it was taken hastily.On it was a stooped, silver-haired old lady with a kind face, wearing a thin floral shirt.

She looks exactly like the old lady standing at the entrance of Lu Yingjiu.

"It's him." Lu Yingjiu said.

He sent a private message to the host to ask about the specific situation, but the other party didn't reply immediately. Looking at the records carefully, he hadn't posted any more posts for a whole day, and he didn't know what the situation was.

However, the Lane East bar where the host works is only 30 minutes away by car.

Lu Yingjiu originally planned to take a taxi there, but Jingxian said, "Let's drive there."

He originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to show off his luxury car in front of Lu Yingjiu, but Lu Yingjiu nodded and said, "Okay, my car is downstairs."

Lu Yingjiu seldom uses a car. Occasionally, he drives a second-hand Honda SUV for supernatural commissions. Anyway, it doesn't hurt to scratch.

Opening the door, the car was clean and tidy, without any personal belongings, revealing the indifference of Lu Yingjiu.

Jing Xian said that he likes to drive, so Lu Yingjiu sat in the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt carefully.

As soon as he got in the car, he habitually wanted to catch up on sleep - if he didn't have this good habit, with his sleep quality, he would have died suddenly.

As a result, as soon as he sat firmly, he felt a thrust from behind!

Jing Xian slammed on the accelerator, and Honda rushed out aggressively.Lu Yingjiu was used to Ye Feng's classic car, so she didn't realize it all at once, she just felt as if she was pushed into the seat.Everything is going backwards outside the car window, the rider's yellow helmet, the old man riding a three-wheeler, the rearview mirrors of various cars whizzing by at a very close distance... Fortunately, the red light ahead stopped Jing Xian.

They overtook an unknown number of people and came to a solid stop at the first place.

Lu Yingjiu: "...they are not in such a hurry."

Jing Xian said: "I'm not speeding..." He paused, and suddenly realized something, "Are you going to catch up on sleep in the car?"

"That doesn't matter, there will always be a chance to make up for it." Lu Yingjiu tilted his head slightly, looking at him, "However, how do you know that I need to catch up on sleep?"

This habit is known only to a few old friends.

"It's because," Jing Xian stumbled, "because you were still yawning while eating the wontons."

"Oh, that's true." Lu Yingjiu withdrew her gaze, "I haven't been able to sleep well. If you have nothing to do, drive as long as you don't exceed the speed limit."

That is to say, even though they are still overtaking, the speed of the car has slowed down.

After 20 minutes, they arrived at Lane East Bar.

This is a music bar with a very large venue. There are three floors in total, and there are private rooms all the way up.There is a table in the middle of the first floor for people to play the piano and guitar, and the entire wall on the left hand side is a wine cabinet, with a dazzling array of wine bottles, shining in the faint light.

There was no one in the bar early in the morning. They waited at the bar for a while before an uncle with a stubbled face came out.

The smell of cigarettes and alcohol on his body was mixed, which was not very pleasant, and his tone was sleepy: "You two drink?"

Lu Yingjiu leaned against the bar counter: "Just inquire, your waiter, have you asked for leave or absent from work in the past two days?"

The uncle immediately woke up, looked at the two of them again, and stayed for a few more seconds on the obviously more intimidating Jing Xian: "Are you the police?"

Lu Yingjiu smiled, and sat down by the bar: "Give us something, you can adjust it as you like."

The uncle raised his chin suspiciously, took a few bottles down, and shook the mixing glass in his hand.He made a cocktail, and two mojitos were placed on the bar. In the light-colored liquid, ice cubes floated with spearmint leaves.

Although Lu Yingjiu has "wine" in its name and even opened a fake bar, but in fact it doesn't know much about it and has no interest in it.He took a sip and said: "We are not the police. The thing is like this. We saw a person on the forum who said that he was a waiter here. It seemed that he had encountered a supernatural event, so we came to take a look."

"Oh—" The uncle was still a little skeptical.

Lu Yingjiu turned on the phone and showed him the interface of the Two-faced Buddha: "I'm an anchor of Tanling, and I came here to find some material for live broadcast."

In fact, he has never broadcast live once, but after all, the interface is formal. The uncle looked at it a few times, and his expression relaxed a lot, but he still didn't let go.

Lu Yingjiu fumbled in his pocket, it was empty.

He doesn't smoke, and during the years at the Blue Lantern Festival, he would occasionally bring a few packs of good cigarettes with him when he went out to run errands.I accidentally forgot it today.

He was about to say a few more words, but Jing Xian next to him took out a bag of soft Chinese and handed it over.

Lu Yingjiu thought to himself, he's pretty good at it.Tilting his head, he happened to meet Jing Xian's eyes - the other party raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, with invitations for credit written all over his face.

The uncle took out a lighter, and the blue flame burst out, licking the cigarette butt into orange.He took a deep breath, raised his head and spat it out, and said leisurely, "You said you weren't a policeman. Let me see, it was Xiaoyang who posted this post, and he told me about it yesterday. Is it that, that old grandma?" thing?"

"Correct."

"You guys are going to be disappointed, he is suspicious and prone to overthinking." The uncle also found a chair and sat down.

It's different when you have cigarettes, and the gate of his words immediately opened: "What kind of supernatural grandma, it's just that the old man at the opposite door is a little demented and has done some strange things, so why make a fuss." He sighed heavily, "I How many times have I told that kid, he always said that an old customer of ours wanted to harm him, and he was absent from work for several days in a row. He moved away, and he came back by himself."

Jing Xian said: "In other words, he is always fantasizing."

"Right." The uncle flicked the cigarette ash, "I can't say anything about other personal privacy, so you guys should go back and treat these two glasses of wine as gifts from me. Oh, I'll go outside to smoke, you can sit wherever you want."

He turned around to leave, Lu Yingjiu asked again: "By the way, what time do you usually get crowded at night? My house is nearby, so come and have a seat when you have time, so it's better to be lively."

"What time?" Uncle said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth, "Let's start at seven or eight, it's different every day."

"Row."

Uncle is out.

Lu Yingjiu said: "Let's come again at night. Although this bar is not dark, but 'Xiaoyang' has indeed hit a ghost."

Jing Xian smiled and said: "Isn't it a collision? His supernatural old lady has traveled dozens of kilometers to our house to knock on the door."

"She's suitable for being a debt collector." Lu Yingjiu touched the glass thoughtfully, and the cold water seeped over, "And I always feel that the name of this bar is a bit familiar."

At some point in the past, he must have heard the name, who mentioned it to him?Chen Zheng?Chu Banyang?

Jing Xian said: "Indeed, I checked before I came, this place is a well-known gay in the circle."

Lu Yingjiu: "...?"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

The explanation was a little bit of trying to cover up, so he gave up.

Jing Xian smiled at him, a somewhat flamboyant and complacent smile.

He didn't know what he was happy about, so he drank the wine in one gulp.

And Lu Yingjiu drank a few more sips of wine.

With a movement of his hand, a piece of talisman was silently pasted on Jingxian's back.

The talisman paper was very quiet and unresponsive.

Jing Xian suddenly turned around: "Where shall we go next?"

He didn't seem to notice anything.

"Didn't you just come to Lujiang? Is there any place you want to go?" Lu Yingjiu said.

He remained calm, and with a slight movement of his hand, he took the talisman paper back.

He squinted his eyes, and a trace of suspicion flashed across the brown pupils, which was well hidden again.