After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

When the boat fell into the water, there was only a light splash of water.

The silent boatman carried them to the shore, and with a light stroke of the oar, the boat slid across the water and gradually went away.

"Let's go." Jing Xian said, holding Lu Yingjiu's hand.

When he went to the underworld with his physical body, he breathed and his heart beat, and his hands also had the heat of a human being.But now that he has turned back into a ghost, his palms are slightly cold.

It's an amazing feeling.Lu Yingjiu thought to herself.

However, this is what Jingxian really looks like.

Walking through the woodland, the light is sparse.

Different from the human world, the sky light in the ghost world has various colors, sometimes it is a faint purple, and sometimes it is a brilliant red.The leaves shone with a strange luster in the ever-changing light, the sheets were translucent, and the texture was clear.

And the weather is changeable.Cloudless and squalling rain can appear in just a few seconds.

Out of the forest is a thick long grassland, the dark green tide is shining in the sun, endless, the wildly growing grass is like bedding, like fur, like silk and satin, it makes people want to roll on it.

——That's what Black Hair Tuanzi did.

It rolled around in the haystack, and fell into the green waves in the blink of an eye. Lu Yingjiu saw only a water-like wave going away, and after turning around a few times, it came back abruptly, and pounced into it with a whimper. in his arms.

He was about to lament the good weather here, but the mountains far away were struck by lightning, and thunder rumbled.

The sun was doused by the clouds.

The sky and the earth were pitch black, and the wind blew across the grass, making them unable to lift their heads, swaying from side to side, and greens of different colors swirling in turn.

Jing Xian took out a 72 bone oil paper umbrella from nowhere, opened it steadily, and stopped him and Lu Yingjiu.

The umbrella looks simple, but it isolates the lightning and thunder, forming a small world under the umbrella.Lu Yingjiu only felt that the damp wind was blowing comfortably, and the raindrops were dripping on the top of his head, which was quite freehand and romantic like walking in the rain.

They are not in a hurry, walking slowly in the wind and rain, admiring the magnificence of nature.

Lu Yingjiu said: "The ghost world is too different from what I imagined."

"In the past, this place was also a wasteland. If you dug up a handful of soil, you could see bones." Jing Xian said, "Until later, I started to do greening..."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He said with emotion: "Jing Xian, you are really an infrastructure genius, and the ghost world has found a treasure."

Jing Xian said with a smile: "The scenery on the upper floors of the ghost world is better. The lower the environment is, the worse it is. There is no way to beautify it. It's full of knives and flames." He pointed his finger, "So I often come back a few Rest on the first floor, and go in that direction, and you will see a holiday cottage and stables."

"Have you raised a horse?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"Yeah." Jing Xian replied, "Also, you must remember two of them."

Lu Yingjiu:?

He followed Jing Xian's footsteps through the vast grassland, and when he crossed a small hill, the weather cleared up again.

Jing Xian put away the umbrella, shaking off the glistening raindrops on the surface of the umbrella.He took Lu Yingjiu's hand to go around the last small slope, and the small wooden house stood beside a clear blue pool.

The wooden house is similar to the ancient buildings, and there is nothing special about it.Next to it is the fenced stable, where several shiny horses are grazing slowly.

The appearance of the horses is no different from ordinary steeds, except that some have ghost horns and some are stepping on ghostly fire.They heard the footsteps, looked up to see Jing Xian, shaking their ears and sniffing, looking very happy.

Jing Xian stepped forward and stroked their fur.

Among them were two horses, one bay red and one pure black, who treated him with a particularly affectionate attitude.

Lu Yingjiu also thought they looked familiar.

think carefully...

The memory goes back to a hundred years ago, when he and the young man walked across the rivers, lakes and seas, these two steeds were under his lap!

At this moment, he felt emotional and tender.Unexpectedly, after so many years, when they passed away, Jing Xian would take good care of them in the ghost world.

He took a few steps forward, the two horses smelled the scent, turned their heads to look at him with bright eyes, and soon let out a cheer.

They also remember Lu Yingjiu!

Lu Yingjiu took a few steps forward and stroked their smooth fur.The two horses turned their heads and rubbed against him vigorously, snorting vigorously.

They don't know how to restrain their strength, so they rub against Lu Yingjiu's body.He smiled and said, "Okay, I miss you too."

Jing Xian opened the door of the stable, and the two of them walked out with their heads held high, fat and strong, and their fur shone in the light.

Jing Xian caressed their necks, also with a smile on his brows, and said to Lu Yingjiu: "When you recover from your injuries, let's go to the horse race—just like before."

In the past, they didn't know how much they liked to run horses all over the mountains and plains.

Winning and losing are evenly divided, and they are all opponents.Thinking about it carefully, the most rare thing in life is this carefree chic.

During the years when Lu Yingjiu was away, I drank leisurely and thought about it from time to time.

Lu Yingjiu smiled and said, "You don't have to wait that long."

After finishing speaking, he flew up, got on the black horse with ease, grabbed the jet-black mane, and patted the horse: "Drive!"

The black horse neighed long, raised its hooves and rushed out like a phantom!

Jing Xian was taken aback for a moment, then got on his horse as well, the red horse was not to be outdone, and chased after him.

In the distance is another endless grassland, boundless.The two horses galloped one after the other, their muscular lines were so beautiful that they were chiseled out by a chisel, their manes like black clouds were flowing, and their hoofs crushed the strong wind.

The sun was shining brightly, but after a few breaths, there was another thunder.

They crashed headlong into the fine sun and rain, which soaked the forest trees, soaked the weeds, and soaked the freedom of wild and wild growth all over the mountains and plains.The head-on wind blew up the sleeves, and the black robe and white robe billowed like clouds.

Pleasure in the heart, unrestrained and unrestrained intertwined.

Dreaming back to a hundred years ago, it is also such a beautiful mountain and river.

Leaping across the clear and translucent stream, Jing Xian patted the horse's neck, and the bay red horse neighed, its muscles tensed up, and it actually sped up a bit!

As the distance got closer, it gradually caught up with the dark horse, and soon it was only half a body away from the dark horse.Jing Xian and Lu Yingjiu were almost shoulder to shoulder.

With an open front, Lu Yingjiu flicked the rein and looked sideways, and he was looking at Jing Xian.

The color of the eyes of the two is as light brown as amber, and the other is as dark as a long night. At this time, they both reflect the bright sky, and they both have bright smiles. Even the most magnificent gems in the world are inferior.

Then the dark horse accelerated again, leaving Jing Xian behind.

These two horses are good horses that can travel thousands of miles a day, but after arriving in the ghost world, they are even more tireless.

I don't know how long the horse galloped like this.

After running until dusk, Lu Yingjiu reined in his horse and gradually slowed down.

This is a small hill.

The sun is setting towards the horizon.

The bay red horse stood beside him, Jing Xian jumped off the horse first, stretched out his hand to Lu Yingjiu on the horse's back, and said with a smile: "You won."

Lu Yingjiu, with thin sweat on his temples, was led off the horse by him, and then hugged into his arms.

Jing Xian hugged him vigorously, directly picked him up and turned around a few times, and then kissed him.

Ghosts don't need to breathe, but Lu Yingjiu is still panting, how can he survive this battle?Soon the kiss became unbearable, and she forced Jing Xian to push away, and said with a embarrassed smile: "Don't kiss, don't kiss, I won't be able to breathe if I kiss again."

Jing Xian just gave up.

The two sat on the grass slope, chatting slowly.The horses grazing with their heads buried in grass, rubbing their ears and temples together from time to time.

And so on until the sky is full of stars.

Lu Yingjiu's tone of voice was sleepy, and when he answered Jingxian, he always paused.

In the end, he tilted his head and leaned on Jing Xian's shoulder, half asleep and half awake.

Surrounded by silence, Jing Xian stared at him intently for a few seconds, then whispered, "Lie down and sleep again?"

Lu Yingjiu responded vaguely.

So they slept on the soft grass.

Lu Yingjiu hugged Jingxian and soon fell asleep.And Jing Xian stroked his black hair extremely gently, and after a while, slowly closed his eyes.

Ghosts don't need sleep.But just like countless times before, he accompanied Lu Ying to drink and fall asleep.

But this time, he no longer dreamed of the barren snowfield.

A good night's sleep until dawn.

In the next two days, they rode slowly through the ghost world.

I don't know if it was due to his half-human, half-ghost state that Lu Yingjiu's injury healed quickly.

Jing Xian was much more worried than him, insisting on caring about the healing of his various wounds every day, and he was relieved until all the wounds disappeared without a trace.

And the surrounding scenery is myriad.

Sure enough, as Jing Xian said, the lower you go, the stronger the yin energy will be.There is no longer the romance of the grass growing and the warbler flying, replaced by the sense of majesty and majesty.

The black water is tumbling, the strange walls are jagged, or the flaming mountains with no end in sight, or the long and eternally frozen snowfields.Ghosts and monsters fought, souls that had never been seen flew up like bats, and water ghosts in the sea appeared in groups, with scarlet lights shining in their eyes.

Stop and go all the way.

Finally, after a few days, the two reached the thirteenth floor of the ghost world.

Jing Xian has a palace here, although it is not big, it is extremely exquisite, the room is full of precious stones, and the bed is as soft as velvet.

They rest here for a day.

The next morning, Jing Xian went to feed the two horses, and when he came back, he saw Lu Yingjiu sitting by the window, looking into the distance.His loose sleeves spread out on the window edge, clean and white.

There is a bottle of flower wine beside me, I drank half of it, and the glass is full of light.

"What are you looking at?" He walked over and asked, kissing the side of Lu Yingjiu's cheek.

"It's nothing." Lu Yingjiu said with a smile, "I'm just thinking about something. Jing Xian, I'm thinking..."

He stopped.

This state is very rare for him.

Jing Xian didn't ask any further questions, and sat beside him silently, also looking out the window.

After a long time, Lu Yingjiu said, "I was wondering if I should stay in the ghost world." He rubbed his eyebrows, "This half-human, half-ghost state may be the safest ending for me. As long as I don't return to the human world, I don't need to worry about the way of heaven, and I can be with you forever."

"But ah Jingxian, the safest ending must be the best ending?"

He sighed softly and said with a wry smile: "I think I might be too greedy. You have worked so hard for so many years to bring me safely to the ghost world, but I still want to go back."

"In all fairness, I still have a lot of concern for the world. Whether it's relatives and friends, or the firm that just started, or the sense of identity that I was born with..."

"Besides, that prophesied event, the grandest night parade of all ghosts, will still appear. If the Dao of Heaven fails to fulfill its wish, I'm afraid it will still interfere with it. I'm afraid that extra problems will cause more people's lives, so I still can't rest assured."

Lu Yingjiu rubbed her eyebrows, and continued: "If I hide in the ghost world, I'm afraid I'll be the real loser."

"However, I don't have a specific idea on how to fight against the Dao of Heaven. The only idea is the formation in the museum."

That formation can lead people to the ghost world.

After Lu Yingjiu recalled the past, he realized that this was actually the formation that he and Chu Qianju studied.The aristocratic family has made many improvements over the hundreds of years, but the essence is still the same.

One of the improvements is that the new formation requires eight ghost exorcists to activate.

On the Linhai Bridge, in the burnt car, he saw Zhang Haokong who died in the fire—he was attacked by Tiandao's attendants when he went to deploy the formation.

However, Zhang Haokong pointed at the bridge and gave Lu Yingjiu a reminder.It was only then that Lu Yingjiu noticed that the gate of the ghost world had been opened.

That is, despite not knowing how...

The formation was indeed a success.

There are still too many questions.

Lu Yingjiu didn't understand what he meant, but his intuition told him that this was a very crucial point.If you track it down, it's the best clue he has.

His idea is this: first find the location where the other seven ghost exorcists activated the formation, and then trace down.

But this also means that he has to return to the world.

When he said this, Lu Yingjiu never dared to look at Jingxian's expression.

How would Jing Xian react?

Lu Yingjiu was thinking wildly.He knew that Jingxian would never be angry, and would not blame him, but even the slightest disappointment, even the most subtle sadness, would make his heart hurt like a knife.

Even if Jing Xian showed the slightest objection, he might give up this idea.

He turned his face away and looked out the window, feeling that the flower wine he drank just now was burning in his stomach, making him restless.

But a few seconds later, Jing Xian gently grabbed his hand.

Jing Xian's hands still carried the unique coolness of ghosts.Lu Yingjiu was slightly moved, and then turned around.

Jing Xian looked at him seriously: "Well, I understand."

He also said: "The ghost world and the human world roughly correspond geographically. Near the bridge where Zhang Haokong is located, the corresponding ghost world is a mass grave. He arranged a formation in Yangjian, so I thought, maybe in the ghost world. There are signs of that.”

"These days, I have sent priests over there. Sure enough, traces of formations appeared in the mass grave."

"That is to say, if we find seven other traces in the ghost world, which correspond to the Yang world, we can locate the formation. In this way, even if you go back to the Yang world to investigate, the danger will be greatly reduced."

Lu Yingjiu slightly opened her eyes.

Jing Xian kissed the back of his hand, and continued: "I sent three thousand priests, countless fierce ghosts, countless monsters, tens of thousands of little ghosts, big and small, and a smuggled hell three-headed dog who has been haunting ghosts these days. Search the world. Traces will be found soon."

"The reason why I didn't tell you is because you were injured before, and I didn't want you to worry so much. I never wanted you to stay in the ghost world forever."

"Heavenly Dao and Shijia have no right to let you die, and neither do I. 'Living' is a part of your life, and no one can take it away."

He looked at Lu Yingjiu.

Under the sun, the opponent's skin was contrasted by a white dress, as clean as transparent snow.His eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, as if they have been carefully drawn with meticulous brushwork, gentle and beautiful, even the pickiest person will be speechless.

——Like the day we first met.

The boy Jingxian just finished a massacre, carelessly teasing the last prey.He was vaguely aware of Lu Yingjiu's arrival, and thought it was funny, so he fell to the ground and pretended to be a victim.

Lu Yingjiu did make a move and "saved" him.

The young man threw himself into his arms, looked up, the clothes of the person in front of him seemed to pick up the color of the crescent moon, there was no malice in his eyes, no disgust for his blood mist, only ridicule and a smile, which was too bright.

But Jing Xian instantly understood: Lu Yingjiu had already seen through all his disguises.

And he still held him in his arms.

If Lu Yingjiu's eyebrows and eyes made his heart skip a beat, then this look was more like a tremor of the soul.

love at first sight.

He has been invincible ever since.

Jing Xian said: "We will be together forever. But not now, you should still live in this world."

"So, let's go back to the mortal world together after finding the formation. We will win this decisive battle, and we will have many days of riding mountains and rivers."

For a moment, Lu Yingjiu's heart trembled.

He didn't know what to say, any language was weak and pale.

Thousands of words and many emotions condensed into a "thank you" and a deep kiss.

This kiss has the fragrance of flowers, the smell of wine, and an uncontrollable emotion.

In the end, I don't know who moved the hand first, the clothes slipped off, and the skin touched.

"Do you know," Jing Xian said hoarsely in his ear, "I really like you wearing white clothes, and I can't forget it from the first day we met. At that time, I thought you were like a fairy walking from the mountains, so beautiful ...Now I like to see you put it on, and I also like to see you take it off."

Breathing more and more quickly, Lu Yingjiu was pressed onto the bed, groaning, loosely holding on to Jing Xian's hanging black hair, and wearing white clothes spread out like a bird's tail, like frost and snow.