After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Lu Yingjiu finally fell asleep in the car.

And just as Jing Xian expected, he was leaning on the back of the chair, but soon he began to sway, and his head leaned on his shoulder.

Jing Xian's mood was not so relaxed.

Lu Yingjiu probably sensed that he was not human, but there was no proof.

He didn't intend to hide his identity on purpose, it's just that this matter...it's a bit awkward and hypocritical to say.

——He didn't want Lu Yingjiu to know that he had helped him.

In the face of people who have helped me for several years, no matter who they are, they will wear filters.What's more, Lu Yingjiu values ​​favors very much, if someone helps him, he will definitely return it twice as much.

Jing Xian was thinking, in case Lu Yingjiu knew the truth, in case Lu Yingjiu really fell in love with him, how much of the emotion wrapped in kindness is real?Could it be that that love is not pure?

What he wanted Lu Yingjiu to like was not the "marriage partner", but "respect leisure".

In fact, Jing Xian doesn't know whether he should put this kind of thought into it, whether he should have this kind of concern.He would not think about these things on weekdays, there is no need for careful thinking and careful speculation, and only others have always figured out his role.

But it's different now.

He has faced thousands of ghosts and the abyss, but he has never faced the person he likes.The ferocity of ghosts and the capriciousness of the abyss are all surrendered to his feet, but none of them can compare to Lu Yingjiu's look.He still remembers the day when he first met, how his hands trembling slightly while holding each other, with tension, joy and excitement.

In short, it was the first time that the ghost king was persuaded.

Jing Xian is hypocritical and awkward like this, and perhaps has a little confidence in his own masculine charm, covering his own identity and not talking about life and death.

But right now, things don't seem to be going anywhere.

Jing Xian had a bit of a headache, but on the side of his head, he saw Lu Yingjiu leaning on his shoulder—he always looked extremely relaxed when he slept, his beautiful eyebrows stretched out, and he was as quiet as a painting.

Jing Xian's mood immediately improved again.

Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, and there will always be a way.

After getting off the expressway, they walked slowly along an uninhabited path, turned around and turned to the entrance of the slaughterhouse. The car was stopped by a rusty crossbar in the parking lot, surrounded by tall walls.

Xiao Li muttered: "What should we do? Why don't we just park the car here and walk in?"

Jing Xian said, "Just break through the railing and go in."

Xiao Li laughed dryly a few times, thinking that the joke was not funny, but saw Jing Xian's serious expression in the rearview mirror.He was stunned for a few seconds, and then I had a big problem in my heart: Is this guy serious? !

Jing Xian urged again: "Why don't you bump into it?"

He has a full sense of oppression, and Xiao Li just heard a simple sentence out of thin air, "If you don't do anything, I will kill you".

Xiao Li looked at the brand-new dashboard in the car, swallowed, and finally struggled: "You, your car has millions..."

"You don't need to pay." Jing Xian said, suddenly lightened his shoulders - Lu Ying woke up from the wine, sat up straight, looked at the two of them in a daze, and threw out a piece of talisman paper.

The talisman seemed to have a soul, riding the wind, gently wrapped half a circle around the end of the crossbar, and twisted it tightly!

The rusty railing made a screeching sound, the fragile end gradually deformed, and then with a crisp sound, the crossbar snapped off.

Lu Yingjiu raised the talisman in his hand, glanced at the two of them, and said in a sleepy voice, "One of the simplest talismans."

Xiao Li, who is not good at learning: "..."

Jing Xian, who has no art skills at all: "..."

The car drove in, turned a corner, and saw a huge gray building.

The building is not tall, maybe one or two floors, but it is very wide.The outer wall is dead gray, perhaps knowing that there used to be ghosts here, I always feel that it looks cold.The corners were overgrown with weeds and vines, and the windows were either broken or so dirty that you couldn't see the interior at all.Further afield is the low, blue-and-white staff quarters that haven't been visited in years.

Returning to this place again, Chen Yanyan was obviously very nervous, he clenched his hands and looked out the window.

Xiao Li stopped the car casually in an unoccupied parking lot, and the four of them got out of the car.Chen Yanyan pointed at the gray building with his pale fingers, and said, "I'm just playing games there. Are we, are we really going in?"

"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu nodded, "The ghost on your body is very special, and it must be taken seriously to ensure that it is completely eliminated. If necessary, we will even repeat the ceremony of bringing it in, that is to say, repeat your game scene."

Chen Yanyan's face turned pale again, but he still said, "As long as it can solve it, I'm willing to do anything."

A few people arrived in front of the building, the iron door was closed tightly, and there were words written in red paint on it. It was hard to see what was written. At first glance, it looked a bit like dried blood.Xiao Li pushed the door hard a few times, but the iron door remained motionless and locked.

There is a window next to it, and the inside of the glass should be pasted with paper, so I can't see anything clearly.Lu Yingjiu tried to pull it, and the window made a scalp-numbing "squeak—" and the rusty parts complained every inch before it opened.

He glanced at Chen Yanyan and said, "Wait until I go over and open the door for you." Then he leaned on the window sill with one hand and flipped over lightly.

The room was very dark, only a beam of light shone through the window behind him, and the dust dancing in the air could be clearly seen.He quickly looked around: there were more than a dozen vertical iron cabinets, a wooden bench in the middle, a few blue work clothes hanging on the wall, and shoe covers on the ground, all covered with a few centimeters of dust.

This is a dressing room, no wonder the glass is covered with paper.

Lu Yingjiu was about to open the door to go to the corridor when suddenly the light dimmed.

Behind him, Jing Xian also came in through the window.

He said, "Why are you here?"

"It's so boring to stay outside." Jing Xian smiled, "Let's go." He opened the door of the dressing room, and there was no light outside, he turned his head and held out his hand to Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu: "?"

Jing Xian said: "I have good night vision, and I can see clearly in the dark. You won't be afraid of bumping into anything if you hold me."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, the bright light instantly illuminated the dark corridor, then he looked at Jing Xian with subtle eyes: "Thank you, no need, I have a mobile phone." He also turned on the flashlight Show the symbol to Jingxian, and teach him, "Just click this, and it will work."

Jing Xian: "..."

He completely forgot about it, coughed, and took out his phone to turn on the flashlight.

Going to the corridor, Lu Yingjiu walks ahead, Jingxian follows behind.

This corridor is more winding than they imagined, and they don't know how to design it. It takes a long circle to return to the main entrance.Lu Yingjiu looked around and illuminated the signs along the road with light. They passed the disinfection pool, toilet, quarantine room and slaughtering workshop in turn.All the doors were locked, revealing cold rejection.

Jing Xian said as he walked: "The Chen family's 'Cloud Weaving Art' you mentioned earlier, why did you call it this name? Is there any meaning?"

"Oh." Lu Yingjiu said, "It is rumored that the Chen family has an ancestor named 'Chen Zhiyun'. She is good at weaving and embroidery, but her family is poor, and she lives in a small thatched hut next to the mass grave. There are often exposed corpses in the hills, but no one has buried them. One day Chen Zhiyun passed by and saw a beautiful woman thrown into the wild. Seeing that the woman was born beautiful, she had a whim: "If I have such a Looks, how good would that be?'"

He continued: "Therefore, Chen Zhiyun took the body home and cut off her face with a knife. With her skillful hands, she sewed a circle and covered her face with the human skin. When I looked in the mirror, I was radiant."

"After that, Chen Zhiyun was welcomed. Everyone thought she was a newcomer, and treated her like never before. However, the human skin is kept for a short time, and soon her face will rot. Chen Zhiyun Yun turned into an ordinary Chen Zhiyun again, and no one would take a second look when he walked on the street."

They turned a corner, and oncoming was the knife disinfection room.

Jing Xian asked: "So, Chen Zhiyun just wants to bring back a good pair of skins?"

"Yes." Lu Yingjiu nodded and said, "After that, she went to the mass graves every day, not only picking up the corpses outside, but also digging up the ones that were just buried by others. She almost cut off the faces of all the female corpses she could find, and brought them back The family painted them carefully. Most of the faces of the dead were pale, so she used her own blood as paint to put rouge and red lips on them."

After saying this, he looked back, and there was still an empty corridor behind him.

"What's wrong?" Jing Xian asked.

"There are things following us, not people." Lu Yingjiu said.When he said this, his tone was very relaxed, as if to say, "The weather is fine today." He glanced at Jing Xian, and teased, "Don't tell me you didn't notice."

Jing Xian spoke confidently: "No, I didn't find out."

Lu Yingjiu laughed, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

The light of the mobile phone shone down the hallway, and they walked through the knife disinfection room.

Lu Yingjiu continued to tell the story: "The thing that bothers Chen Zhiyun the most is that she can't keep a face for a long time. She is always changing masks and identities, but what she longs for is stability and A rich life. So, she tried to cut off the skin of other parts of the corpse, and painted on it herself—just like the 'painted skin' in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", slowly drawing out delicate eyebrows and eyes."

"She succeeded in the end, relying on a good face to marry a high official in the dynasty, and it went smoothly from then on. Unlike traditional supernatural stories, no Taoist priests emerged from anywhere to expose her lies, and her craftsmanship of making human skin masks was passed down It is also known as the 'Weaving Cloud Technique'."

"Sounds very interesting." Jing Xian said, "If there is a chance, I would like to see it with my own eyes."

"Maybe there is a chance today." Lu Yingjiu turned the light on the phone upwards.

I saw the sign "knife disinfection room" still hanging above their heads.

They walked for so long and came back again.

Ghost hit the wall.

At this time, the door of the disinfection room opened silently.Lu Yingjiu didn't hesitate and walked in directly.

Most of the equipment has been removed, leaving only a few solitary UV knife disinfection cabinets and a few tables in the corner.The disinfection cabinet is about half the height of a person, and the Yin Qi is coming from inside.Lu Yingjiu opened the disinfection cabinet, and saw a bull's head inside.

——It's a bull's head, but it's not quite accurate.

There is no hair on the cow's head, and the texture is completely human skin. Under the illumination of the flashlight, the texture of the skin and the fine hairs can be clearly seen, and the color is the same as the skin.Even the eyes are not huge bull's eyes, but long and narrow human eyes, the black pupils are loose... It's like a living person turned into a cow!

"..." Lu Yingjiu's face froze slightly.

He just wanted to take out the talisman paper, wrap it around his hands, and touch that human-hide bull head.As a result, Jing Xian stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the talisman paper, don't touch it, it's dirty."

He took the talisman paper from Lu Yingjiu's hand, wrapped it around his hand briefly, and took out the bull's head.When he held out the bull's head, the air was a little bit colder, and white air came out of their mouths.

Lu Yingjiu looked at the bull's head carefully, and suddenly heard a loud "bang!" from the corridor!

In a completely quiet situation, this sound can be called thunder, enough to make people jump up.The two of them were quite calm, they just looked at each other, and then they heard the harsh sound of metal objects rubbing against the ground.

"Zi-Zi-Zi-"

The voice sounded extremely weird, reminiscent of the kind of perverted killers dragging knives or sticks on the ground in movies.The Yin Qi around was tumbling, and the visitor spoke strange tones in a breathy voice.

"n...de...l...@#!*"

"z...nal...@!!$#"

After listening for a while, Lu Yingjiu didn't understand, and said, "What does this thing say?"

Jing Xian replied: "It seems to be saying, 'Where is your face?'"

"Oh——" Lu Yingjiu said in a drawn-out tone, "It turns out that you can even understand this kind of nonsense, and you are also very talented." He patted Jing Xian's shoulder meaningfully.

Jing Xian smiled: "I've been told nonsense since I was a child, maybe that's why I developed my skills."

The sound was getting closer, and the monster was picking up its pace.Lu Yingjiu said again: "You put the bull's head back in the cabinet first, we both hide to see the situation."

Jing Xian stuffed the human skin cow head back, closed the door of the cabinet, and was dragged by Lu Yingjiu, and hid behind the cabinet in the corner, where the scattered disinfection cabinets and tables firmly blocked their figures.

Lu Yingjiu gently pushed a disinfection cabinet in front of him so that he could see the door through the gap.

Jing Xian whispered, "Why are you hiding?"

It's impossible for Lu Yingjiu to beat the ghost who came.What's more, Lu Yingjiu had him by his side.

Lu Yingjiu replied in a breathy voice: "Be careful with the ten-thousand-year boat, no matter how powerful a person is, it is inevitable that they will overturn one day."

It's not that he is cowardly, but for exorcists, caution is the eternal trump card.

Jing Xian didn't say any more, and stayed by Lu Yingjiu's side obediently.

In fact, he didn't care at all who it was.

He was only worried about when Lu Yingjiu would expose his identity... How he would apologize at that time.

One of the two is thinking carefully, the other is full of love, just hiding in the dark with completely different thoughts.

The tug of metal stopped at the door.

The air was extremely cold, Lu Yingjiu patted a talisman on himself and Jing Xian, minimizing the presence of breathing and heartbeat.But even so, some keen ghosts can still spot it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The dragging sound stopped for six or seven seconds. Just when Lu Yingjiu thought it was about to leave, he suddenly heard a "squeak" and the door of the disinfection room was pushed open.Lu Yingjiu saw a tall figure through the gap.Without light, he couldn't see clearly, so he could barely tell that the person was more than two meters tall, which didn't seem like a normal person's height.

He thought of Jing Xian saying that he had good night vision, so he waved to Jing Xian.Jing Xian came over and the two squeezed together to look out.

After a few seconds, Jing Xian grabbed his hand and wrote a word in his palm with his fingertips.

【sheep】

The palm was scratched numbly, Lu Yingjiu didn't understand all of a sudden.

It came... Could it be a sheep? ?

The ghosts in this slaughterhouse are quite special.

The ghost dragged the metal object all the way to the disinfection cabinet, opened the cabinet door, just in time to see the human skin bull head they had touched.It took out the bull's head, grabbed it in its hand and sniffed it vigorously, making a rustling sound.After smelling it for a few seconds, it seemed to sense that someone had touched the bull's head, and suddenly slammed it hard on the ground!

Boom!

It was so powerful that the ground of the whole floor was shaking, and it roared angrily: "Bah——! Bahhhh!!"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

It's really a goat.

He just wanted Jing Xian to continue watching, but when he turned his head, even through the thick darkness, he could vaguely see Jing Xian looking at him.

When they looked at each other, Jing Xian even smiled at him.

Lu Yingjiu started, turned Jing Xian's head towards the sheep ghost, and whispered: "Concentrate on watching."

Jing Xian: "Yeah, yeah."

In less than ten seconds, his eyes drifted to Lu Yingjiu again.

Lu Yingjiu pushed him straight again and said, "Jingxian, what's the matter with you."

He thought to himself that the two of them were not on the same channel.

In horror and suspense stories, he concentrates on finding clues and working on cases, while Jingxian seems to be from a soap bubble idol drama, where the sun is shining all day long, and he doesn't care about ghosts and ghosts at all, he can be called silly and sweet.

Not even the slightest bit of vigilance is a very dangerous thing.

Lu Yingjiu said in a low voice, "Do you know who dies the fastest in horror movies?"

"Who?" Jing Xian asked.

"A couple who are silly, sweet and in love with brains."

Jing Xian was a little surprised: "Are you talking about us?"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He held his forehead, Jing Xian, this is really hopeless.