After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Lu Yingjiu promised that someday he would visit the new house with Jingxian when he had time.

But Jingxian couldn't wait at all, and said that if we don't look at the house recently, then we should at least change a piece of furniture.Anyway, I have a lot of ghosts under my command. When the house is really changed, it will be very convenient to move these furniture to the new home.

Lu Yingjiu thought about it carefully, now Chen Xiaoling is still investigating the affairs of Zhang's family, and the other friends he entrusted to him also have no results, and there is nothing to do just waiting.

So, when he was lying on the bed at night, the demon concubine Jing Xian blew the wind beside his pillow in a daze, and promised him that he would go to see the furniture tomorrow.

——He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at this time.

The next morning he shuffled out of the room.

There are hot fried dough sticks and soy milk on the table, but Jing Xian is nowhere to be seen.

You must know that it is really rare to not see Jingxian early in the morning.

When Lu Yingjiu left the room before, Jing Xian must have happily greeted him, telling him what breakfast is for today, where we are going today, and then playing hooligans a few more times.

These two days are different.

Because they slept together.

To be precise, it was Jing Xian who carried his own pillow and quilt, entered the room, and occupied Lu Yingjiu's bed.

Jing Xian is crazy.

Ghosts don't need to sleep. He was never active before going to bed. He often read a book all night, and then hated that the night was too long. He had to wait so long before Lu Yingjiu woke up.

It's better now, as it's approaching bedtime, Jingxian immediately went to bed early, without delaying half a second, staring at the road outside the room, Yingjiu walked back and forth.

Every time Lu Yingjiu passed by, she heard Jingxian say, "Come and sleep."

"Hurry up and go to bed."

"What are you busy with, can't you do it tomorrow?"

"I've put the milk on your bedside for you. If you don't drink it, it will be cold."

When Lu Yingjiu walked past the door for the fifth time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Why don't you say 'Master, come and play soon?'"

Jingxian is kind and kind: "Master, come and play! I don't charge for it! I can still give you money!"

Uncle Lu rolled his eyes at him, and slowly packed up the documents before entering the room.

As soon as he approached the bed, he was attacked by Jingxian.

The bed is big enough, it is more than enough for the two of them to roll together with the quilt rolled up, Jing Xian is contented, kisses and hugs again, does a lot of things that he wants to do, and it is late at night in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yingjiu was exhausted by his torment, but his sleep became more and more heavy, and the quality of his sleep had improved qualitatively.

After sharing the same bed, Jing Xian would sneak out of the room the next day, make his love breakfast, and then sneak back to bed, and wake Lu Yingjiu up with some unnatural and unharmonious means.

...In short, let's get down to business, the number of times Lu Yingjiu wakes up in the morning and doesn't see Jingxian can be counted on one's fingers.

After Lu Yingjiu finished washing, he began to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk leisurely, when he heard the sound of a truck downstairs.

The sound was quite loud, and more than one car rumbled into the community.

Lu Ying Jiuxin said, maybe someone is moving.

Before long, he heard heavy footsteps coming from the corridor.As soon as the door lock of his house rang, it was pushed open. Jing Xian came in first, and pointed to the house: "Everyone move in."

Lu Yingjiu:?

A few little ghosts appeared in the field of vision. They lifted the sofa, and their already pale faces were even more terrifying from exhaustion.There was a gust of gloomy surroundings, one sofa after another squeezed into Lu Yingjiu's house, neatly centered on him, and spread out in a circle, filling the living room to the brim.

Lu Yingjiu was still holding half a deep-fried dough stick in his hand, surrounded by sofas, with a dazed face.

"Let's pick a sofa first." Jing Xian stood beside him, his face full of excitement, "I called a ghost, Lala, and pulled all the existing styles over, all of which are handmade, and I will introduce you one by one. Come on, whichever you want."

He walked over to the first sofa.

The sofa was made of dense white bones, and there was a green will-o'-the-wisp burning on the handle.

He said: "These are bones collected from mass burials in the ghost world. Each bone comes from a different part of a different dead person. They were deliberately dipped in yellow spring water when they were cleaned. They are very auspicious and can be placed at home to ward off evil spirits."

Lu Yingjiu: "...It's not too bad to attract evil."

Respectfully come to the second sofa,

The whole body of the sofa was blood red, and the texture was like some kind of leather.

Jing Xian said: "This one also uses ghosts and monsters, it is very precious, it is their skin..."

"Next." Lu Yingjiu said, calmly took a mouthful of fried dough sticks.

Jing Xian walked to the third sofa.

The sofa is dark blue and also made of leather.

He said: "On the No.17 layer of the ghost world, there is a dog-shaped creature that parasitizes on ghosts. When their eggs hatch in the victim's body, they will break out of the body-you can see the movie "Alien" Come on, the principle is similar." He stretched out his hand to touch the sofa, "And these are their hairs, which feel very good to the touch."

"No," Lu Yingjiu said, "I think, whether it's life or death, a dog at home is enough."

Mao Tuanzi: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" circling around his feet.

The fourth sofa looks like an unremarkable dark blue.

Jing Xian commanded a kid: "Sit on it."

The kid sat up tremblingly.

Sofa: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Lu Yingjiu:? ? ?

The sofa screamed miserably, as loud as an air-raid siren.The lights in the corridor were all on, and Lu Yingjiu had no doubt that if it barked a few more times, the neighbors would definitely call the police.

He hastily shouted to stop.

The little ghost got off the sofa in relief, and the sofa immediately stopped screaming.

Jing Xian said: "This is..."

"Next." Lu Yingjiu's eyebrows twitched.

Jing Xian could only introduce the next one: "This thing looks like a sofa, but it's actually a torture tool. If you sit on it, the handcuffs will pop out from the armrest, and you will definitely not be able to break free."

Lu Yingjiu: "...I want to ask, why should I put a torture device in my home?"

"It can be used as a mascot." Jing Xian said, "I quite like it."

Lu Yingjiu: "No." He always felt that Jing Xian's "like" was very problematic, and he must want to use the sofa for other things.

Jing Xian still struggled a bit: "Isn't it pretty?"

"No," Lu Yingjiu said, "I have a veto."

Only then did Jing Xian give up with regret.

Lu Yingjiu was treated like this by him, and his mind was shocked. He couldn't eat breakfast at all.

Looking at those sofas that have not been introduced yet, they are also full of strange things, just looking full of ominous atmosphere.

He looked out of the window, and all the furniture was pulled by ghost trucks, each of which was gloomy.

If he really changed this whole set of gadgets produced by the underworld, this house must be more haunted than a haunted house, more than a grave. Not too much.

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath, took a sip of hot soy milk, and calmed down the emotion of wanting to throw Jing Xian out and lock the door behind her.

He said: "Regardless... Otherwise, let's go to the furniture market to have a look."

"That's so uncreative, it can't compare to the furniture here." Jing Xian said.

Lu Yingjiu pointed out the window, and gave a death order: "Let all those ghosts go back, take all the furniture back, don't leave a single hair here, or you won't be able to sleep in my room today."

Jing Xian's body shook, and he immediately chased all the little devils away.

The ghost truck sped away from view.

Finally, it was only the two of them left in the room.

Jing Xian said cautiously: "They are all gone, can I go to bed tonight, I haven't finished what I wanted to do yesterday."

Lu Yingjiu supported his forehead: "Jing Xian, stop messing with your underworld stuff, and go out to buy furniture for me honestly."

Two hours later, they had already appeared in the furniture market.

There are not many customers during non-rest days, they are scattered in twos and threes, and they are all concentrating on looking at the furniture.

Mao Tuanzi staggered behind the two of them, sniffing various furniture curiously from time to time.

After all, it is a little glutton, and a heart that loves food will never stop. It smells and smells, and it feels that the leather sofa is fresh and delicious, and it opens its mouth with a groan, and it is about to bite on it——

Take a bite.

It was picked up by Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu had a headache and didn't want to hold it all the time, so he turned his head and stuffed it to Jing Xian: "Look at it carefully, don't let it eat a bite."

Jing Xian assured: "Of course."

Lu Yingjiu hadn't taken a few steps when she heard a clicking sound behind her.

As soon as he turned around, Jing Xian started to feed Mao Tuanzi to eat skulls again.

Lu Yingjiu couldn't take it anymore, scolded Gui Tuanzi all over, and snatched Mao Tuanzi back from Jingxian's hand.

Or take care of yourself.

Just wandering in the market slowly, their efficiency is very low.

It was not until late in the evening that a few large pieces of furniture were settled.

The whole set of kitchen utensils has been changed, clean and fresh, the refrigerator and range hood are all ready to be replaced, if you are free and rich, just buy everything at the most expensive.

As for the knives for cooking, both of them had used good knives, especially Lu Yingjiu, who brought a bunch of controlled knives with him every time he commissioned, and didn't care about the sharpness at all.

So, Jing Xian sent Hei Wuchang to customize knives - of course, they had a little disagreement on the customized style, and Lu Yingjiu tried every means to persuade Jing Xian to believe that normal kitchen knives do not need bloodletting grooves.

The things in the living room have also been changed. The coffee table has been replaced with solid wood from the original glass texture, and the bookcase has also been replaced with rosewood. The sofa is going to contact the manufacturer to customize a set of genuine leather.

In terms of material, Jing Xian didn't choose much, so he nodded when Lu Yingjiu agreed.

I bought several decorative paintings, all of which are beautiful scenery, from tulips in Switzerland to islands in the Atlantic Ocean, from red maple leaves in Canada to hot air balloons in Turkey.Jing Xian also bought a world map, which he also planned to hang on the wall, saying that they could draw their travel plans on it in the future, and if they couldn't decide, they would throw darts on the map and go wherever they threw it.

Lu Yingjiu hesitated for a while, and asked, "You...can you go abroad? Aren't you the King of Ghosts?"

He never considered such a question.

It always feels a little strange to go abroad as Jingxian, but I can't say what's wrong with it.

"Of course." Jing Xian said.

As soon as Lu Yingjiu breathed a sigh of relief, Jing Xian continued: "I can sneak out and watch vampires and werewolves. If it feels good, I can introduce some new breeds to the ghost world. In the future, we can raise hell three-headed dogs Watching the nursing home."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

After he decided to go home, Xiang Jingxian once again popularized the horror of alien species invasion.

Jingxian didn't like the beds and lamps, saying he wanted someone to order them.

Lu Yingjiu said suspiciously: "You won't make weird underworld furniture again, right?"

"Absolutely not," Jing Xian assured, "The bed is my favorite piece of furniture, bar none."

Lu Yingjiu: "...I will never doubt you about this."

They bought other odds and ends like vases, mugs, storage boxes, etc.

Although they usually get along tacitly and can be called an old couple, they still have different opinions when it comes to aesthetics.

Just buying new mugs, the two discussed head to head for a long time before deciding between indigo and porcelain white, and then disagreed over the size of the storage box.

Lu Yingjiu wants to buy a smaller one.

But Jing Xian said that it is very convenient, everything can be stuffed in. After saying that, he picked up the hairball and stuffed it into the box, and closed the box as a demonstration, leaving only the hairball inside and scratching the box.

Then he was poked hard by Lu Yingjiu again.

Fortunately, there is enough time for them to choose slowly, persuade or be persuaded.

When opinions differ, one side is always forced to compromise.But the compromiser will not be dissatisfied, perhaps because he is not yielding to dissent, but bowing to love——

And while lowering his head, he rubbed the other side's face.

Here it refers specifically to respect and leisure.

When you think about it, everything they're arguing about is trivial.

In fact, there are many things that are insignificant, but people spend a lot of time on them. Now it seems that even the amazingly talented exorcists and ghost kings are not immune.

For example, this morning they debated whether or not to put sugar in the soy milk, where the sofa should be placed at home, whether to make chicken or beef for lunch, whether or not Mao Duanzi ate cat food... On the way they came, they also discussed a flower Is the cloud like a horse or a cow?As for the color of the cup, the size of the storage box is obviously also included.

After Lu Yingjiu picked out the storage box, it suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't done such a "meaningless" thing for a long time.

He spent the whole day discussing with Jing Xian how to go shopping.Looking at the shopping cart, there are all odds and ends, colorful gadgets, all of which were picked out by them.

In the past, he might feel that it was a waste of time.

But it is different now.

When you are with the person you like, even the shape of the clouds in the sky is meaningful. They are ever-changing, they are semi-bright and half-dark, and they are softer than the fur of a lamb. If you roll on them, you can sleep Sleep until the sky is full of red clouds, and then say a few small words, the stars are already dazzling.

Lu Yingjiu then thought that real life should be made up of these little things.

Although trivial and trivial, it is vivid and beautiful enough, and even the memories are colorful.Meaninglessness is their greatest meaning.

He couldn't help bowing his head and smiling.

Walking to an empty corner, he held Jing Xian's hand, and asked in a low voice what shall we eat later?

Jing Xian said, of course it was up to you!

After speaking, he stuffed some snacks into Lu Yingjiu's hands.

By the time they finished shopping around the market, night had already fallen.

Pay the bill and move the things to the car.

Lu Yingjiu opened the car door and looked around.

It is relatively remote here, only a few lights in the parking lot are on, attracting a few small moths to spread their wings and dance.The brilliance of the city center in the distance flows, showing the brilliance of neon to its fullest, and the entire edge of the city looks like a spreading rainbow.

Jing Xian drove all the way back to the tea restaurant where Lu Yingjiu wanted to eat.Lu Yingjiu opened the car window and let the cool evening wind blow the corners of his clothes, feeling extremely comfortable.

Mao Tuanzi's fur was blown like a mop, shaking wildly, and concentrated on licking the fur of his paws.

The street lamp came oncoming, spread on the ends of the two people's hair, and turned into a little bit of smoothness.In such an environment, people's thinking will become slow.This day is peaceful and beautiful, and everything is moving forward unhurriedly, towards a bright tomorrow.

Tomorrow, their new furniture should be delivered.

——If this moment is the ending, how wonderful it would be.

Lu Yingjiu stroked the Mao Tuanzi and suddenly thought of it.

If he is in an act of drama, if this moment is the end, then the story is a happy ending, without any regrets.

It's a pity, Lu Yingjiu thought silently, it's not yet time for the curtain call.

A few seconds later, the car drove into the tunnel, and the space suddenly became cramped, and the clear night sky could no longer be seen.

The phone's screen lights up and buzzes.

Lu Yingjiu calmed down and picked up the phone.

Chen Xiaoling's voice came: "Xiaolu, I found a clue to the Zhang family."