After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

The scene of KTV gradually faded away, and the eyes were pitch black.

Two or three seconds later, there was another "crash!"The green flame was ignited again, and the two little ghosts stood side by side holding the lantern.

On the back of their clothes, one is black and the other is white, with fluttering hair and sharp eyes, which should be ordinary patterns, but Lu Yingjiu can clearly see them, they are blinking and panting slightly.

Lu Yingjiu: "...What just appeared?"

The kid in black replied: "A fragment from the past."

"But she saw me." Lu Yingjiu narrowed her eyes slightly, "Chen Minlan saw me and realized my existence. Did I really go back to the past?"

"Yes, but not." The little ghost said, "She can hear you because she listens."

However, the function of true listening is to listen to people's hearts.

It shouldn't have such a huge and unimaginable power to transmit information across time and space.

Besides, how could the members of the Chen family be related to the ghosts and gods contracted by the Zhang family?

The little ghost saw Lu Yingjiu's doubts and turned his back.

The black listening hair on its back fluttered, flicked its dog ears, and looked at Lu Yingjiu.

This should have been a normal scene.

Until Di Ting's body suddenly opened an eye!

The eye sockets were forcibly opened on the flesh, and the blood burst out from the opening immediately, dyeing the hair red.

There is a familiar metallic luster in the eyes, turning slowly.

It is exactly the same as Tiandao's eyes.

Yet there are differences.

Those eyes look horrifying, but they don't have the usual "spying sense", so they won't make people uneasy.

The little ghost in white explained: "Chen Minlan has reached an agreement with the Zhang family, has come into contact with Di Ting, and has also reached a temporary contract with it. That is to say, she can also use part of the power of Di Ting."

"The Zhang family has worshiped for many years and has received great love from the Dao of Heaven. So it borrowed part of its power from Di Ting, giving it power beyond ordinary ghosts and gods, so that it can present the past in front of your eyes."

As soon as the words were finished, the eyes of the two Di Ting's bodies rolled even more violently.

Blood gushed out, and it hurt to look at it, as if it had been parasitized by an unknown object.This is both a strength and a curse.

The little ghost in black answered: "Of course, Di Ting still can't cross time. Rather than saying that you have returned to the past, it is better to say that your 'inner voice' has returned to the past."

"It's just a coincidence that Chen Minlan noticed you, a coincidence that even Di Ting didn't expect."

"Ting Ting transmits your heart sounds, allowing you to see the past. And Chen Minlan, who is in the past, also has the power of Ting Ting, so she is aware of the voice in the mirror."

Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a moment.

He said: "Then if I go back and let me talk to her, is it feasible?"

"Impossible." The little ghost in white shook his head, "Even the Dao of Heaven itself cannot change the past. It is already... our limit to do this."

While talking, the appearance of the two little ghosts changed, gradually giving birth to a single horn and dog ears.

——It is clearly the appearance of listening.

The rolling eyes were born behind them, and the blood stained the clothes.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a while, and asked: "What exactly do you want to tell me? What exactly do you want me to see?"

"You will understand." The kid replied, "Please continue to follow us."

They are still walking in the dark with green lanterns, and the light illuminates the white walls, black eaves and red doors.

After another ten minutes, the kid blew his whistle again.

At the end of the road, another red door burst open.The little ghosts stood on both sides, respectfully said: "Please."

Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian walked in, eyes plunged into darkness.

……

"Wooooow!"

"Ahh! There are ghosts! The walls are full of ghosts!"

"Save me save me save me save me!"

The sound of rain, and hysterical screams.

Then, a gentle female voice came: "Xiao Han, go and increase the dose of the third bed, and open another box of olanzapine. When you are on duty at night, you need to replace the new peace of mind at the door."

"Okay." Someone hurriedly responded, "Doctor Zhang, are you staying in the hospital tonight?"

"No, I have other things to do, so I have to leave early." The female voice replied, "Dean Ye is not here tonight, so keep an eye on it."

"okay!"

My eyes lit up.

After his eyes adjusted to the light, Lu Yingjiu saw a black cloud.

The clouds were like splashing ink, the light rain was dripping, and the white walls of Yueshan Nursing Home were washed away by the water.The woman stood at the gate of the courtyard, propped up a white umbrella, and waded through the puddle carefully.

She looks familiar.

He is in his 60s, with white sideburns, but because of his outstanding temperament, wearing a pure white skirt does not feel inappropriate at all, but looks younger.

Lu Yingjiu whispered, "She is Zhang Nianyun."

That is Ye Feng's second grandmother.

Zhang Nianyun walked all the way up the mountain.

It was raining, and the stone road in the mountains was very slippery. She was as light as a deer, and a bright white umbrella shone brightly under the cloudy sky.

At first Lu Yingjiu was a little puzzled: Di Ting should be walking through the mirror, and there is no mirror on this mountain, where did they see Zhang Nianyun?

Jing Xian speculated: "There is water in the mountains, and the reflection on the water surface may be similar to a mirror."

"It's possible. The power of Truth Listening is really powerful." Lu Yingjiu said.

The stagnant water is everywhere, and its ability to listen to people's hearts is terrifying.

Lu Yingjiu thought, it's no wonder the Zhang family respects the way of heaven so much, just giving them the ability to listen is already so powerful that it's unimaginable.What's more, in other respects, the Zhang family must have also benefited.

Zhang Nianyun walked up the mountain road.

This is the road to worship the mountain, leading to the 35 pavilions from the snake.Lu Yingjiu and the others passed by when they fled the village, and seeing them again now, they couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

It's just that I don't worship the mountain now, it's getting dark, what is Zhang Nianyun doing up the mountain alone?

Tired from walking, Zhang Nianyun used talisman paper on himself.

When the sky became darker, she asked God, and her steps became lighter and faster, I don't know how many times faster.In addition, she is familiar with mountain roads and often takes trails, but after half an hour, she has already passed the first eight Lishe pavilions.

After that, Zhang Nianyun stopped at the tenth pavilion.

There are four cabins for rest.

Lu Yingjiu and the others also lived there.

She entered Ye Deyong's room, opened the basement, went down the stairs, and her small bedroom was underneath.

The interior is neatly arranged.

She opened the closet and found a tin box from under the layers of clothes.

——It was the box full of photos of Lu Yingjiu.

After hesitating for a long time, she wrapped the box with a silk scarf, hugged it in her arms, and went out of the hut.

Then she just hugged the iron box and continued to drive the mountain road.

Nearly two hours later, the sky was gloomy, and the bright white umbrella was like a mountain flower, flying with the wind, climbing up steep slopes one after another.Relying on the good night vision ability of the Queen of God, Zhang Nianyuan walked quickly in the mountains and saw the No.20 pavilion in the distance.

Open the door to the basement and enter the living room.

The sofa is soft and the carpet is gently illuminated by a few lamps.

There are people in the back room.

Zhang Nianyun put away the umbrella, shook off the crystal raindrops on the umbrella, and leaned it against the corner.

She walked slowly to the back room and knocked on the door: "De Yong?"

"Oh." The person in the room responded.

The lock clanged, and the door opened, revealing an old and serious face.

Ye Deyong.

He asked, "Why so late?"

"A patient in the hospital suddenly became ill." Zhang Nianyun said, "It took a while."

Ye Deyong nodded slightly, and the two entered the room.

As the screen turns, the angle changes.

This time, Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian looked at them from a small mirror in the house.

On Ye Deyong's desk was a satellite map of the mountains, various obscure runes were hung on the wall, and the bookshelves were piled up as high as mountains.

He drew many lines on the picture, and the fonts were densely packed.

Strips of instant coffee packages, packs of soaked tea bags... He has been working for a long time, and his eyes are bloodshot.

Lu Yingjiu knew what Ye Deyong was planning.

He wanted the spider mother to invade the mountains and parasitize Li Snake so that Ye Feng, who died in the mudslide, could be revived.

Zhang Nianyun glanced at his achievements.The light in the room was dim, she didn't have much expression, a drop of rain ran down her hair and flowed through the small wrinkles beside her nose.

After a long time, she whispered, "Are you really going to do this?"

"I didn't hold him back." Ye Deyong said, "No matter what, I will bring him back."

Even the ghosts and gods who betrayed the contract, even the sanatorium that sacrificed his life, and the villagers in the village.

He and Zhang Nianyun have no children, and they regard Ye Feng as their own.

The lights in the house flickered.

The two were speechless.

After a while, Ye Deyong glanced at the iron box Zhang Nianyuan brought, and asked, "Why, did something happen?"

Lu Yingjiu couldn't help holding his breath.

Sure enough, Ye Deyong also knew about him.

"...It's okay." Zhang Nianyun shook his head, "There are a lot of tools here, I want to make a spare key for the box and keep it for you."

This is quite a normal sentence, but Ye Deyong sensed something was wrong.

Zhang Nianyun is a very careful person, and he will never lose or damage the key.What's more, she can only rest assured that she can open this box by herself, and even Ye Deyong doesn't have the right to do so.

Ye Deyong asked again: "What happened?"

"Just in case." Zhang Nianyun said, "Just in case."

She didn't say any more, picked up the box and went to another room.

Open the iron box with a heavy key, and inside are all photos of Lu Yingjiu—the photos of childhood.

From one year old to seven or eight years old: Zhuang Xue pushed the baby carriage and took him to the park to play, he built sand castles by the sea, he stood on the corner of the street watching other children hopscotch, he carried his schoolbag and walked on the way to school...

On the back of the first photo, wrote: 【1/59】

Seeing this number again, Lu Yingjiu felt emotional.

When he saw it for the first time, he didn't understand what it meant, but felt that Zhang Nianyun was abominable, and it was creepy to watch him and Zhuang Xue quietly for such a long time.

He now understands that [1/59] refers to the unfinished sacrifice, and he is the last sacrifice.

Footsteps came from behind.

Ye Deyong still followed, stood behind her, and looked at the photos together: "He has grown so big?"

"Well, he is about the same age as Ye Feng." Zhang Nianyun stared at him intently, and smiled, "I didn't expect it, time flies so fast. We have long been grandma and grandpa."

I don't know if it's Lu Yingjiu's illusion.

Her face... was almost tender.

Ye Deyong snorted: "When have I ever denied that I am a grandfather? It's not that you love beauty all day long." He took advantage of the situation and put Zhang Nianyun's shoulders, "When the matter between Ye Feng and him is settled, I will accompany you to relax."

Zhang Nianyun glanced at him: "Come on, the old man still wants to go out to play?"

Ye Deyong rarely aroused a smile: "Isn't this for you? You say where is better to go, domestic or foreign, which direction is southeast, north, south? Grassland, sea and desert are up to you." After finishing speaking, he leaned forward and kissed her. profile.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Nianyun also smiled, and pushed him away, "It's all about the Year of the Monkey, so don't plan it so early."

After saying this, she seemed to think of something, and her face was blank for a moment.

"What's the matter with you today?" Ye Deyong asked, pulling a chair to sit beside him, "It's always easy to get distracted when talking, and you have this expression when you are equipped with keys."

"It's really all right." Zhang Nianyun smiled and shook his head, "If you have time, please don't say a few words and come to help me with the key."

So the two sat side by side, quite warm.

Little did he know that a few years later, Zhang Nianyun committed suicide in the basement before the agreed trip was realized.

And Ye Deyong summoned the spider mother, revived Ye Feng, and spent the next few years keeping his mouth shut until the disease took him and his sense of guilt away.Ye Feng took his ashes away, scattered them into the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

Lu Yingjiu's eyes darkened.

The screen disappeared.

When he could see clearly again, there was a completely different scene in front of him.

The torrential rain was pouring, the water was rushing through the windows of the nursing home, and there was a burst of lightning and thunder.

Low air pressure makes you sleepy.

A nurse yawned, walked into Zhang Nianyun's office with a bunch of documents, and said, "Dr. Zhang, Dean Ye is not here today. The director asked me to tell you...Dr. Zhang? Dr. Zhang?"

Zhang Nianyun didn't blink his eyes, he just looked out the window.

Lu Yingjiu followed her gaze.

In the iron blue sky, there is a huge eye!

It didn't look in Zhang Nianyun's direction, but turned coldly, as if it was looking for something elsewhere.

Lu Yingjiu knew that it was looking for itself.

But why did he have no impression of this matter at all... At that time, he was still young, so he should have no resistance at all.

The nurse couldn't see her eyes, and shouted again: "Doctor Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Nianyun stood up abruptly!

It was windy outside, howling sharply, she didn't even have time to put on her coat, so she grabbed an umbrella and ran out.

In the mountains and forests, thousands of trees were bent over by the wind.She prayed to God, and strode into the wind, and her skirt was blown up and folded.

——She was almost galloping on the stone road.

One after another pavilions passed by her, and the rain made people breathless.She ran to the No.20 pavilion without stopping, opened the door of the basement, and rushed into the innermost place with a wet and chilly body.

Lu Yingjiu has been to the back room.

The back room is a wide space, more than 100 meters deep.

Photos of the mountain worship team were posted on the wall, and a monument was erected to commemorate those who died in the mudslide.At the very end, there is a square pure black stone tablet.

This is the stone tablet used by the Zhang family to worship the way of heaven. It is 10 meters high and engraved with handwriting as thin as a mosquito's foot.

The handwriting is haphazard.

Some characters are extremely elegant, like the authentic handwriting left by a master calligrapher, and some are childish and cute, as if they were written by children.

Zhang Nianyun threw the white umbrella aside, panted heavily, and walked to the stone tablet.

On the ground in front, the iron box was opened, Lu Yingjiu's photos and densely packed documents were piled up, and they were scattered all over the place with empty fountain pens.

She has been researching here for a while, and it is a mess before she can clean it up.

Zhang Nianyun sat down among the mountains of materials and looked at the stele.

The stele is exceptionally tall, looking at it from this angle, it seems to be about to topple over.At this time, the handwriting on it flickered slightly, exuding a disturbing light.

——The way of heaven is restless.

That's why its eyes appeared on the horizon.

The eyes have been rolling for a long time, and time is running out.

Zhang Nianyun didn't know what he was hesitating about.

It was obvious that she came here with great difficulty, but she didn't move for a long time. Instead, she reached out, opened the files, and picked up photos of Lu Yingjiu one by one.

She has seen the photos many times, and she can even remember the order clearly, so she stacks them in a thick stack in her hand according to the timeline.

"..." Lu Yingjiu frowned slightly.

What is she doing?

After the photos were sorted out, Zhang Nianyun watched silently.

In the first one, Lu Yingjiu was just a newborn baby, and Zhuang Xue was holding him on the hospital bed, smiling.

Like the other photos, it's candid, taken from outside a ward window and is a bit blurry.

Zhang Nianyun stretched out his hand and lightly touched the baby's little hand in the photo, thinking of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

——As before, she showed a gentle expression that Lu Yingjiu couldn't understand.

This expression is very similar to the way she looked at Ye Feng.

Obviously just a watcher.

She turned over the photos one by one, turning over the years since his birth.

Watch him build sand castles, watch him hopscotch alone, watch him do his homework seriously, watch him squatting on the side of the road and watching the goldfish of small vendors...

That might be a strange thing to say.

But Zhang Nianyun watched him grow up.

Fingers touched every inch of detail.

Until the last photo, it was fixed on Lu Yingjiu's back after school.

The runes on the stele fluctuated even more violently, and the Dao of Heaven became extremely manic.

Zhang Nianyun refolded the photos, locked them back into the iron box, and said to himself: "If only you could see Ye Feng, you will definitely be good friends."

What she didn't know was that many years later, by coincidence, Ye Feng really met Lu Yingjiu.

During the period when Lu Yingjiu was at its lowest, Ye Feng rode a broken bicycle every day and went downstairs to wake him up.

The two discovered the truth of the resurrection together, destroyed the mountains eroded by the spider mother together, worked together in bars and offices, and were very good friends.

The stele flickered, as if urging.

Zhang Nianyun finally made up his mind and took out a saber from his pocket.

The saber is thin but has a blood groove, it is a first-class murder weapon.She gently turned the blade sideways, with a flickering cold light, and said in a low voice: "If I could..."

She paused.

The last half of the sentence was not spoken.

She pointed the saber at her heart, no longer hesitated, simply pierced it in neatly, and then pulled it out fiercely.

Lu Yingjiu's breath stagnates.

It turned out that Zhang Nianyun committed suicide at this time.

Perhaps she had realized this result a long time ago, so she let Ye Deyong get a key, so that she could continue to use these photos later.

A large amount of blood spurted out and splashed on the stone tablet.

She was fascinated, and she still maintained consciousness under the fatal injury. With her trembling fingers stained with scarlet, she drew something on the monument stroke by stroke.

This is unimaginable perseverance and calm.

The body keeps losing temperature, the fear of death is enough to engulf everything, and the cold feeling spreads all over the body.

At this moment, she can still draw formations.

Following Zhang Nianyun's movements, the flickering of the stele slowed down.

And when she made the last stroke and fell down while supporting the wall weakly, the stone tablet had already returned to normal.On the edge of the cloudy sky, the eyes stopped moving, and slowly closed as if they had received some kind of temporary compensation.

She even sacrificed herself to Heaven.

The wind and rain faded away.

For others, it's just a rainy day.

Lu Yingjiu took half a step back, feeling his stomach was grabbed by an invisible hand.

Heavy, nausea and convulsions came, and the blood was cold.

—He suddenly felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

Something crucial, something no one had ever told him.

Zhang Nianyun fell into a pool of blood, his pupils slowly losing focus.

Before she died, like Chen Minlan, she heard the heartbeat brought by Di Ting, managed to gather the last bit of energy, and looked in one direction.

She happened to meet Lu Yingjiu's eyes.

She opened her eyes slightly, as if in disbelief, she shouted in a breathy voice: "...Lu Yingjiu?"

"Lu Yingjiu, is that you?"

Lu Yingjiu subconsciously wanted to answer, but found that her voice had turned into silence, and she couldn't hear it at all.

As Di Ting said, the past cannot be changed.

He couldn't do anything, including answering.

Zhang Nianyun waited like this for a few seconds.

She said softly: "You may not know who I am, but I have known you for many years."

She seemed to know that she would not get a response, her lips trembled, but she smiled with a small arc.

With tenderness and forgiveness.

She said: "We had a chance to meet. Once you couldn't find someone to hopscotch with you and sat in a daze in the compound. At that time, I was watching you secretly. I want to play with you, and there are many more I want to see you every time, but... but I shouldn't."

She had a thousand words to say, including the secrets she had hidden for many years, the reason for the surveillance, and the unknown suicide, but she finally lost her strength: "You don't need to know who I am, and you don't need to know who I am in this whole life." Know."

Lu Yingjiu clenched her fingers tightly.

A shiver ran up his spine.

Why is she willing to give her life?

They didn't even say a word.

However, he remembered Zhang Nianyun's look at the photo.

To Lu Yingjiu, she was a stranger she had never met.Even at this moment, apart from being shocked, he couldn't feel any more tenderness in his heart.

Emotions need precipitation.

In such a short period of time, it is impossible for anyone to have deep and sincere feelings for such a stranger.

But for Zhang Nianyun, Lu Yingjiu is the child she grew up with, right?So that I want to accompany him when I see him alone, I am happy when I see him happy, and I am anxious when I see him troubled.She hid in the dark and spent nearly ten years in front of a qualified watcher.The only flaw was when she saw Lu Yingjiu staring at the goldfish on the side of the road for a long time, but in the end she didn't buy it.

After hesitating for a long time, she secretly bought some of the most beautiful ones and placed them at the door of his house.

Lu Yingjiu was very happy to see him when he was young.

——The unexpected joy he thought was actually a long-planned and careful love.And he'll never know.

Blood flowed down the steps, scarlet was all over the stele.

Zhang Nianyun lost all strength and lost consciousness.

At this last second, her gaze seemed to pass through the mirror, and indeed, it fell on Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu read her lips and heard the last sentence: "You have grown so tall..."

Breathing stops.

She died in a pool of blood.

The scene quickly faded away, and it was pitch black.

When it was lit up again, the green lantern hung faintly in the air.

Lu Yingjiu's whole body froze, and he stood there like a rock, allowing Jingxian to bring him into his arms.

The two little ghosts stood on the left and the right, and bowed to him.

They said: "Please continue to follow us, Mr. Zhang is right ahead."