After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

"So," Lu Yingjiu asked, "Why hasn't the Chu family tried to solve the curse after so long?"

Chu Qianju and Peacock God, one is a genius exorcising ghosts, and the other is a ghost god who has formed a bond with the family, both of which are extremely important to the Chu family.

If the curse can be broken, the Chu family will definitely benefit.

Chu Banyang said: "We have been trying to find a solution for hundreds of years, but we have never been able to solve it, and we have never even seen the slightest dawn. This is a dead end with no solution."

It is not easy for Chu Banyang to admit that there is "no solution" to one thing.

Lu Yingjiu asked, "Where did the curse on them come from?"

This time, Chu Banyang didn't answer him immediately.

He hesitated for a few seconds, looked back, saw that the others were some distance away from them, and then whispered, "I'll talk to you later in another place."

After speaking, he quickened his pace: "Let's go, Chu Qianju's former home is just ahead."

Lu Yingjiu looked forward, and sure enough, he saw a small house appearing in the corner of the village.

Because it has been unoccupied for many years, it is dilapidated.The anti-theft windows were rusted, the glass was clouded by dust, and the wooden doors were about to rot.There is also a big, red [Demolition] on the wall.

Just now Chu Banyang had figured out a way to force the door open.

They pushed the door open and stepped in.

The space in the house is not large, only the simplest furniture, such as beds, bookcases, wardrobes, etc., all covered with a few centimeters of dust.Chu Qianju is probably a minimalist, everything is very simple, without any decorations.

Chu Banyang went to the bedroom, bent down and pulled out the drawer under the bed, revealing the densely packed books underneath.

He said: "I took a look at it just now. Most of his books and notes are under the bed. We can look through them, and then I will take them back to Chu's house."

"Where do you take it back?" Lu Yingjiu blew away and picked up a notebook.

"Warehouse." Chu Banyang replied, "There is a corner dedicated to storing his things, and he can see them when he comes back in the next reincarnation—of course, it's useless to show him those things, he can only see the peacock god Only when you can remember the past.”

Yao Gou muttered beside him: "They are really in love."

They went to their notes individually.

For a moment, there was only the rustle of flipping notes in the room.

Yao Gou couldn't bear to look at this kind of thing, so he ran to the back of the house for a stroll after not taking a few glances.Chu Banyang was also in the next room, looking through other things.

And Jing Xian sat next to Lu Yingjiu, reading Chu Qianju's collection of books in silence.

Lu Yingjiu glanced at it. In his hand was a picture book of ghosts. On it was a ghostly fire with a human face, a six-legged fire horse raised its front hooves, and a phoenix was reborn from the ashes.

The illustrations are beautifully drawn.

Ke Jingxian is similarly careless.

Along the way, Jing Xian didn't say much.

It seems that since the female ghost mentioned Chu Qianju, Jingxian has maintained a rare reticence.

Lu Yingjiu turned over another page of the notes in her hand, and asked Jingxian softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Jing Xian said: "I miss you."

Lu Yingjiu said, "I've never been separated from you."

"Just now you were whispering to that person surnamed Chu," Jing Xian said, "I feel that our hearts have been separated for a long time."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He ignored Jing Xian's nonsense as usual, still worried that something was wrong with him, so he stretched out his hand to cover the back of Jing Xian's left hand, and stroked it lightly: "You're in a bad mood?"

"I didn't..." Jing Xian stopped suddenly, and changed the subject, "Yes, I'm in a bad mood, unless there is a bridal wedding night tonight, then I'll be in a good mood."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

It was another day when Jing Xian couldn't spit out ivory.

However, he probably guessed what Jingxian was thinking.

Chu Qianju's curse was similar to his, which must have aroused Jing Xian's worries.

In countless reincarnations, Chu Qianju and the Peacock God fought each other.

So, does he and Jing Xian have the same past?

Lu Yingjiu really wanted to ask Jingxian this question.

But he knew that Jing Xian would not say anything.

Jingxian always hides many things by herself.

Jing Xian said that he would never dare to hide his private money, and he would be honest with him about everything after marriage, even reporting to him a stray dog ​​he met on the side of the road.

As a result, on this most critical issue, Jing Xian said nothing.

The more Lu Yingjiu thought about it, the more unhappy she became, she reached out and poked Jingxian.

Jing Xian:?

Jing Xian was immediately happy: "Hurry up, hurry up, poke me again."

Lu Yingjiu said, "Do you have any strange hobbies..."

"How nice," Jing Xian said, "I like flirting with you the most."

——After saying this, he got his wish, and was mercilessly poked by Lu Yingjiu.

There were not many things left by Chu Qianju, and they quickly finished looking through them.

Lu Yingjiu deliberately read his notes carefully to see if there were any clues.

However, no.

It is said that one can get a glimpse of a person's personality from his belongings.

In Chu Banyang's memory, Chu Qianju's character was indifferent and extremely self-disciplined.As expected, his notes were neat and tidy, horizontal and vertical, and he was very serious at first glance.He took notes on the books he had read, and they were also very simple and neat, almost like the effect of a printer.

except for one place...

Lu Yingjiu turned the book in hand to the last page, and saw that in the blank space of the last page, Chu Qianju drew a small peacock with a black pen.

His painting skills are average, but the things he draws are extraordinarily vivid.

The little peacock opened its screen, its eyes were shining, its feathers were fluffy, and it must feel very good to hold.

It does not have the majesty and splendor of the temple, it looks very cute, but the arrogance in the bones is still drawn.If you use today's style to evaluate, it is a Q version of the little peacock.

You can tell at a glance that the author of the painting likes it very much.

Books from more than ten years ago were placed in front of them.

This was the only place where Chu Qianju showed emotion.

Lu Yingjiu couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

When they were about to pile up the books, Yao Gou was going to tie them up, but Chu Banyang was still in the next room, wondering what he was doing.

Lu Yingjiu said, "I'll call him."

When he went over, Chu Banyang was still reading the last notebook.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Why, what did you find?"

"No." Chu Banyang shook his head quickly and closed the book, "I'll come right away."

But before walking a few steps, Chu Banyang suddenly said again: "Actually, ever since I met Chu Qianju, I have been thinking about a question."

"What?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"I'm thinking, that curse is good or bad for those two people." Chu Banyang said, "Chu Qiangu is a human being, and his life span is not at the same level as the Peacock God. If there is no such curse Well, when Chu Qianju is dead, he is dead, and the two of them won't even have a chance to meet."

Lu Yingjiu said: "It depends on what the two of them think. It may be the same as what you said, Chu Qianju thinks that it is enough to meet the peacock forever; it is also possible that he hopes that he can be peaceful After a lifetime, getting old is a part of life.”

"Well." Chu Banyang nodded and said, "If it were me, I would choose to reincarnate like this forever. If you die, you are really dead, and there is no room for repentance or a new start. Go to the ghost world, most of the Ghosts have to be reincarnated, and there is no way to be with priests. But in reincarnation, I can still see this world a few more times, and see my lover again."

Just as Lu Yingjiu was about to answer, a voice came from behind: "I would hope that he will grow old safely."

Lu Yingjiu turned her head and saw Jingxian standing at the door.

Before I knew it, he had already followed.

There was no emotion on Jing Xian's face, and he continued: "What good is reincarnation? No memory, just repeating itself forever, only a few seconds of sobriety at the moment of death. What good is dying over and over again? If I were a peacock , I am definitely reluctant to see my lover die. That kind of death is too painful, and I can't bear him to bear it."

Chu Banyang was stunned for a second or two, and then said: "Well, what you said makes sense, but I stick to my point of view."

"I also stick to mine." Jing Xian smiled, and very easily put his shoulders on Lu Yingjiu's shoulders, "Let's go."

Chu Banyang's gaze stayed on his hand for a few seconds, then moved away: "En."

The four of them packed the books and prepared to move them outside.

……

Young Master Chu went on a trip, with drivers and assistants. Three or four luxury cars were parked in the parking lot outside the village. They were full of coquettishness and publicity, and attracted a few little boys to look around.

When Chu Banyang ordered his assistant to sort out the books, Yao Gou went to the village and began to collect the entrusted money.

When he got the villagers' money happily, he wanted to give Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian according to the agreement.

Lu Yingjiu turned him down, saying forget it, he was not short of money, and you were the one who took the commission first.

He was thinking that Yao Gou seemed to be more short of money than him, and there was no need to divide it.

"That's so embarrassing!" Yao Gou's eyes widened, "You have put in a lot of effort this time! Anyway, at least half of the money must be given to you!"

After finishing speaking, he insisted on transferring the money to Lu Yingjiu, but Lu Yingjiu refused, so he was in a hurry.

Lu Yingjiu's evasion was so dizzy, thinking of the past, Yao Gou was also so greedy for money, he always bargained for the price when he was young, and he was so happy to see fifty cents on the way, he had to hold it in his hand and play for three days.

To his friends, Yao Gou has always been very generous, and would often give Lu Ying a drink when he bought food.

After so many years, Yao Gou has not changed at all.

Seeing that Lu Yingjiu refused to accept the money, and the stalemate lasted for almost 10 minutes, Yao Gou slapped his thigh: "Oh! Although we have lost contact in the past few years due to an accident, I haven't forgotten you at all! You are too sweet!" Don't treat me as a brother, I will be sad! You can't forget your old friends as soon as you get married, and you can't forget your old love when you have a new love!"

Lu Yingjiu was dizzy from his mouthful of running the train, seeing that Yao Gou was really in a hurry, so he had to reluctantly accept a little in the end.

Although Yao Gou was not very satisfied, he patted him on the shoulder, at least he stopped.

After they finally finished pulling, things were packed.

Chu Banyang watched the driver cover the trunk, and then said to Lu Yingjiu, "Come with me, and then I'll tell you what happened just now."

He was referring to Lu Yingjiu asking him, "Where did the curse on them come from?"

Lu Yingjiu nodded.

Then Chu Banyang opened the back seat of the car again, and took out a black object with difficulty.

Lu Yingjiu took a look.

It's the urn of the Chu family's ancestors, and it's the bucket of the Chu family.

Lu Yingjiu: "...Why are you still carrying this thing with you?"

"There are a lot of backups, so I brought them with me." Chu Banyang said, "I thought I might use them." He patted the urn, "Let's go to Shenshui again."

Lu Yingjiu nodded.

He was just about to follow Chu Banyang when he felt a strong gaze fall behind him.

He looked back, Jing Xian didn't show his face, but his eyes were full of resentment.

From this look, it turned from being respectful to jealous.

The vinegar jar was overturned again, and the sour smell swept across Lintian Village.

Lu Yingjiu laughed, then turned around and said to him in a low voice, "I'll come back as soon as I go, don't eat this vinegar anymore."

Jing Xian also whispered, "I feel like our hearts are about to part again."

Lu Yingjiu: "...That's not the case. Where did you learn such strange words?"

Jing Xian said: "I watched a lot of love movies."

Lu Yingjiu: "...All right." He patted Jing Xian on the shoulder and comforted him, "I'll be back soon."

Jing Xian asked: "Will there be a festive night after you come back?"

"No." Lu Yingjiu said, "Aren't you a bride? How can a bride be so anxious? Be reserved and keep calm in front of your husband."

After saying this, he himself laughed.

"No," Jing Xian said, "I have no face or skin, and I just want you to spoil me, trample me hard."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He said: "Jing Xian, you are really a strange person."

"I'll take it as a compliment." Jing Xian smiled.

So Lu Yingjiu bid farewell to Jiuxian and left with Chu Banyang.

When he arrived at a secluded place, Chu Banyang cut his palm with a knife and stained the talisman paper with blood.

Then he lit the talisman papers, and they flew up by themselves, automatically and consciously outlining formations on the ground.

Earlier, Chu Banyang used an urn to summon a peacock god's illusion.

There are 59 dreams of peacocks and Shenshui.

Now that he has the formation, he can bring Lu Yingjiu in again.

After all the talisman papers stopped moving, Chu Banyang put the urn in the middle, stroked his palm up, and said complicated and awkward words.

A gust of wind blew up on the ground and lifted their clothes.

Lu Yingjiu's eyes flashed.

When the vision was clearer, nine turquoise flames lit up clockwise, and the decorative gemstones were strung together by gold threads, showing colorful brilliance.

There is an altar in front of you, golden and green feathers under your feet, and dots of light above your head, 59 dreams are brewing.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Why do you come here?"

"Because there are some things that cannot be heard by it." Chu Banyang raised his head and looked at the stars.

Lu Yingjiu was confused for half a second, and asked him, "Who is 'it'?"

Chu Banyang didn't speak.

He is still looking at the starlight.

The light fell in his eyes, illuminating his complicated expression.

Lu Yingjiu could see that some kind of turbulent and messy thoughts were rising in his heart, drowning him mightily, even those bright starlight could not guide the way forward.

After a long time, Chu Banyang pointed to the air and said, "Heavenly way."

"The curse of the Peacock God and Chu Qianju comes from the way of heaven."

Lu Yingjiu was slightly startled.

That is the law that binds humans and ghosts, invisible but everywhere.

Priests came to the world in the flesh, disobeying the way of heaven. If they die, their souls will be scattered; human beings trespassing in the ghost world and violating the rules will also be eternally unable to reincarnate.

There are many laws in this world.

Just as humans cannot defy gravity, sea water cannot resist tides.It's like an eagle with broken wings falls to the ground and dies, the overturned water is hard to recover, and the arrow that leaves the string will never turn back...

Heaven is the same as them.

The scary thing is that no one can defy it.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a while, and said, "I've never heard of it, the heavens will cast down curses."

"I've never heard of it." Chu Banyang said, "I don't know what Chu Qianju has experienced. I only know that the Heavenly Dao originally wanted him to be scattered, but the Peacock God sacrificed himself to block half of the curse for him. , Chu Qianju didn't lose his soul, that's why he's in today's situation."

He paused, and continued: "I followed Chu Qianju and learned how to exorcise ghosts for a while."

"Once Chu Qianju mentioned to me inadvertently that at certain moments, he would see an eye in the sky."

"... Has one eye?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"En." Chu Banyang nodded, "According to what he said, that eye has been staring at him. It will disappear after a few minutes, sometimes hours."

"He didn't explain it to me in detail, but I speculated that it might be the curse of heaven."

"So," he sighed softly, "it's not that the Chu family doesn't want to help them lift the curse. It's that it's impossible for anyone to break the curse at this level. It's a dead end."

Just thinking about it is creepy.

It seems that there is always an existence watching you, but you are ignorant and unable to resist.Looking back unintentionally, the sky cracked a gap, and the eyes were spying on everything about you.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, I see."

He also looked at the starry sky and asked, "Then you should also have a guess about the broken dream of the Peacock God?"

"Yes." Chu Banyang said, "I didn't tell you at first."

He took Lu Yingjiu, walked around the altar, and walked directly under the starlight.

This space seemed limited, but it was actually bigger than Lu Yingjiu imagined. They walked around the bright firelight for more than ten minutes before they really got close to the starlight.

It was dimly lit and windy, almost like a wasteland.

Chu Banyang bent down and picked up something on the ground.

The thing is almost transparent, about the size of a fist.If it wasn't for the slight twists and turns of the light passing through it, it would also be a bit grayish, Lu Yingjiu could barely see it.

Looking around again, there are many such things scattered around here.

Chu Banyang held it, feeling the coldness in his hands, and said, "These are all broken dreams of the Peacock God."

"If a dream is broken for too long, it will fall like this. This is the cemetery of dreams."

"I was in this space when Chu Qianju died, and there was a meteor shower at that time."

At that time, countless dreams descended from the sky, dragging the starlight.

The burst of color, colorful and gorgeous, is like a miracle for a while.The young Chu Banyang raised his head and looked up. He was shocked by this spectacle and could not forget it for a long time.

At that time, he didn't know that this was the death of Chu Qianju, and it was also the tears of the gods.

Chu Banyang said: "The Peacock God still has two broken dreams."

"One is this village, and the other is a school far away. Both of these places are where Chu Qianju once stayed."

"The Chu family has never come to a conclusion about the shattered dream. But my guess is that it just doesn't want to dream about Chu Qianju again."

"After killing his lover with his own hands, maybe every dream about Chu Qianju is torture for him."

Can always be seen, but never touched, always just a glimpse.

"Of course," Chu Banyang looked at the dim sphere in his hand and at the shattered dream, "This is just my personal guess, and no one can confirm it except the Peacock God himself."

"Wait until Chu Qianju's next reincarnation, maybe these dreams can be re-lighted."

Lu Yingjiu listened silently.

A gust of wind picked up and made their clothes rattle.

Looking around, the stars above the head are dim and gentle, with various colors.Among them, the rain rushes through the glass, the windmill rotates slowly in the mist, the train whistles through the valley, the summer wind and the winter sun, the endless reeds, the cat on the street corner and its favorite bookstore... …

Colorful.

There is no Chu Qianyu in every dream.

They were nothing like the broken, dead dreams at their feet.On one side is the living world, on the other side is the cold cruelty.

Inexplicably, a sentence came to Lu Yingjiu's mind:

Only dream idlers do not dream king.

When Chu Banyang finally decided to take him away, he looked into the sky again.

Looking at those dreams, what he thought of was Jing Xian.

The eyes fell into darkness.

He thought, would Jing Xian also have such a time?

The lifespan of a priest is endless, and even loneliness will be eternal.

……

The second broken dream of the Peacock God is in Xiaoguang City, a thousand kilometers away from Lintian Village.

Lu Yingjiu wanted to know more about Chu Qianju, so of course she planned to go there.

Yao Gou inquired in every possible way whether his firm was still hiring.

Lu Yingjiu knew what he meant, so she smiled and said, maybe, do you want to continue this trip with us?

Yao Gou quickly agreed, patted his chest and said, with your brother here, don't be afraid!As far as my tonnage is concerned, no matter what kind of ghost he came, I'll knock them all away for you!

Chu Banyang also said lightly, I will go with you too.

Therefore, the group booked air tickets very efficiently and set off for Xiaoguang at night.

We ate in the village, packed up our things, and drove on the road.

In order to show his usefulness, Yao Gou voluntarily drove, and Jing Xian sat in the back seat with Lu Yingjiu.

As a result, it rained lightly on the way to the airport and the weather was gloomy.

Lu Yingjiu continued to catch up on sleep as usual, and was affected by the low air pressure of the rainy day, leaning drowsily on Jingxian's shoulder.

Looking out inadvertently, lead clouds condensed on the top of the head, thousands of raindrops fell from the sky, and a few passers-by without umbrellas fled in a hurry, splashing water droplets with their steps.

The roof crackled as the wind blew past.

Lu Yingjiu reached out and touched the window glass.

His fingertips were icy cold.

The next second, Jing Xian gently held his hand.

Sufficient warmth surged up, and he whispered, "Let's sleep again."

"...En." Lu Yingjiu responded, and rubbed his shoulders to ensure that she had found the most comfortable position.

The car did not stop when it got on the high speed, and it was speeding forward all the way.

He just fell asleep listening to the sound of rain, half asleep and half awake, and in his dream was still the cold fragrance from Jing Xian's body.

Fortunately.

—he thought in a trance.

I can still dream of Jing Xian.

After an unknown amount of time, the drowsiness dissipated into a peaceful sleep, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

The sound of rain dripping.

He hasn't spoken for a long time, his voice is a bit hoarse, he has not yet come to his senses, subconsciously shouted: "Jing Xian..."

The sentence stopped.

Through the window full of crystal water droplets, he saw the iron-blue sky and the stratus clouds that could be pressed down at any time.

A violent storm is brewing over the city, like the end of the world.The top of the tallest building was engulfed by the cloud curtain, and the strong wind blew past, as if it was about to collapse.Several bolts of lightning struck down, and the frenzied light tore apart everything, about to hit it.

The thunder exploded in the ears, and the heart beat accordingly.

However, these are not the reasons for Lu Yingjiu to stop.

At the very end of the sky, where electricity, thunder, and clouds intersect, a huge eye is staring at him intently.