After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

The two little ghosts brought Lu Yingjiu and entered several vermilion doors.

Memories of the past continued to emerge, and all kinds of people he had never seen before appeared in the memories, almost all of whom were from the older generation of the family.

They either traveled around to study the talisman papers related to the way of heaven - including the formations to go to the ghost world.A hundred years ago, Lu Yingjiu and Chu Qianju drew their prototypes, but after so many years, the family continued to improve and finally made it close to perfection.

The formation requires seven ghost exorcists to go to various places to activate.

Lu Yingjiu had already explored those locations clearly when he was in the ghost world.

So he saw that in the stormy sea of ​​Yunshan Port, no fishing boat dared to go out to sea, but there was a lone boat that plunged into the waves, and countless servants surged under the sea like a school of fish, crawling onto the bottom of the boat, gnawing with fangs and scratching with sharp claws .And the man at the bow is holding a talisman paper, and the glow illuminates half of the sky;

In the university town of Shangyang City, there was no one there during the holiday, only a falling sunset.A short man stood on the roof of the school, cut his palm with a knife, and drew formations on the ground with blood.The attendants followed like shadows and climbed up the outer wall of the school. He raised his head suddenly, his gaze was like a torch, his ordinary body burst out with unimaginable agility, and he fought with them like a cheetah;

Yueshan Nursing Home, a strange woman surnamed Ye stood in the woods.The wind and rain are coming in the mountains, and the black clouds are overwhelming. She is carrying heavy talisman papers and sticking them to the tree trunk one by one. The wind blows her soft long hair.She glanced at the bushes, snapped her fingers, Li Snake brought flames to burn the attendants hiding in the dark.

There are also old hospitals, late night bars, deserted lakes...

They are not always successful.

I don't know how many times I tried to arrange the formation.

The last shot was fixed on the Kangli Bridge where the waves rolled.

Zhang Haokong, who also went to set up the formation, was attacked and died in the car.And when Lu Yingjiu pushes away Jingxian, celibacy confronts Heaven, he comes to the bridge.

He met Zhang Haokong "just in time", and Zhang Haokong, who had already turned into a dry bone, pointed his finger under the bridge, and the bridge "just in time" was the entrance to the ghost world.

Now that I think about it, these are no coincidences.

It was clearly an escape planned by many people for many years.

After passing through countless doors, Lu Yingjiu saw more people.

He doesn't know them all.

The only one who knew was Chu You.

As the former head of the Chu family, Chu You suffered from Alzheimer's early on, and his biggest hobbies every day are basking in the sun and reading newspapers.Before his death, his son failed to come back, Chu You mistook Chu Banyang for his son, took his hand and said, "Go and tell Lu Yingjiu, his time is coming."

Chu Banyang was puzzled.

And like everyone else, the old man has died with this secret.

Lu Yingjiu walked like this.

I don't know how long it will take, but there is no red door in front of me, only a dark road ahead.

Two little ghosts led them forward with green lanterns.

The long rays of light finally illuminated the formation on the ground.

This formation is very large, and they have walked for a long time in the edge area alone.

A little closer to the central area, Lu Yingjiu saw two cyan flames burning on the altar-like building from a distance.

The altar is very high, with nearly a hundred steps.

A woman in the robe of an exorcist sat in the middle, her face was pale, and she was resting with her eyes closed.

The little ghost led the way, leading Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian to the highest point, bowed respectfully again, and then disappeared.

The woman slowly opened her eyes.

She looked extremely tired, and her voice was tired: "You are finally here."

Her eyes fell on Jing Xian.

Kind of surprised.

It seems to have seen him.

Lu Yingjiu asked: "Are you Zhang Shuwan?"

"...Yes." Zhang Shuwan nodded, "You may have many questions along the way."

"You must not have the patience to listen to my riddles anymore. I'll just get straight to the point and explain everything to you."

She closed her eyes: "This story starts when I was a child. The first time I heard your name, I was maybe seven or eight years old. My father suddenly called me into the study..."

She was just a child at the time.

That day, Zhang Haokong took her into the study with a serious face, saying that he wanted to tell her something.

——So Zhang Shuwan knew the existence of the Dao of Heaven, and knew that hundreds of years ago, the Zhang family sacrificed 59 babies for power.

One of the survivors, the way of heaven was not satisfied, cast a curse on the Zhang family.

In recent years it has become more and more manic, and soon, there will be the largest hyakki night parade in history.

Zhang Shuwan asked after listening, "If he can go to the ghost world, will he be safe?"

Zhang Haokong nodded: "Yes. That's why we have been studying a formation. It can stabilize the entrance of the ghost world and greatly reduce the danger." He smiled, "However, this kind of thing is still incredible. If it were me, I would enter It is impossible to survive the door."

"Ah—" Zhang Shuwan said, "Then what should we do?"

"There will be a way." Zhang Haokong patted her head, "Even if there is only a chance, we will do it."

He warned again: "You can't tell anyone about today's matter."

After several months like this, Zhang Shuwan went fishing with Zhang Haokong.

The sky was high and the clouds were wide, the sea was blue, and they set off in a small boat.

When we were in the ocean, we stopped the boat, and when we looked around, there was only blue in the sky and the earth.They fished together, baited the two rods, cast them out, and sat side by side in the boat.

While fishing, Zhang Shuwan suddenly asked, "Father, why do we have to save him?"

The movements of Zhang Haokong's hands stopped.

The sun was too bright to dazzle.Zhang Shuwan plucked up his courage and continued: "According to what you said, wouldn't it be okay to return him to the Heavenly Dao? Our Zhang family has been cursed by the Heavenly Dao until it fell. Return him and our family can start over."

She spoke faster and faster: "And that Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts will never happen again. It means that we indirectly saved more people. This is the best choice both emotionally and rationally."

Zhang Haokong didn't answer her immediately.

In the blue of the whole world, there is only a snow-white bird flying overhead.

After a long time, Zhang Haokong said slowly: "It is our family who is ashamed of him."

"It's been so long!" Zhang Shuwan said anxiously, "Why should we be responsible for what happened hundreds of years ago! It's not us who sacrificed him! He just happened to be reincarnated in this era!"

Zhang Haokong said: "Someone has to come out and take responsibility. It is only right and proper that the Zhang family should take care of the troubles caused by the Zhang family. Besides..."

He paused: "Since ancient times, the Zhang family has been greedy for the power of heaven, and has done many things that violate human relations. From this point of view, the curse of the family is the retribution we deserve."

"We can't regret the past. We can't bring back the other 58 dead. Lu Yingjiu is our last chance, a chance to redeem ourselves."

His demeanor was gentle and firm.

The fishing rod sank suddenly, and a fish bit the hook.

Zhang Haokong pulled the rod, gritted his teeth and wrestled with the big fish. When he pulled it up suddenly, the fish's tail was covered with crystal water.

Zhang Shuwan bit his lip beside him.

She didn't say much until they sailed back to the dock.

Zhang Haokong knew that her mood was wrong, so he sighed lightly.He rummaged in the boat and brought out a lantern.

The lantern is lit with a blue flame.

This is the symbol of the Blue Lantern Festival.

Going back is a small path in the mountains, so they lit lanterns and walked through the woods.

Amidst the buzzing of insects, Zhang Shuwan spoke again: "...Then, what about the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts? You should also consider the safety of other people, right? It is not a good thing to save more people by sacrificing him alone. ?"

"It's not like that." Zhang Haokong sighed, "Shuwan, it's not like that. Some principles must never be compromised."

He gently raised the lantern in his hand: "I have told you the story of the Blue Lantern Festival many times, do you still remember the original intention of its establishment?"

Zhang Shuwan whispered: "Expel ghosts and save the common people."

"Yes." Zhang Haokong said, "Ten thousand people are the common people, a thousand people are the common people, a hundred people and ten people are the common people. The value of life is not measured in this way."

Zhang Shuwan seems to understand but not understand.

Zhang Haokong touched her head and said with a smile: "So, the idea of ​​'sacrificing one person to save the world' is wrong. No matter how many people there are, we must protect them equally. One person is the common people, and one person is the world."

"If we sacrificed one person this time and solved the problem, what about the next time? Will the cost be ten or a hundred people next time? How should we choose then?"

The wind blows, and the green lights sway and sway.

He continued: "We are just ordinary people, we can't judge what is absolutely fair, we just want to have a clear conscience."

"Once something like principle is shaken, it will go wrong step by step. Our family was too arrogant, thinking that we could sit back and relax by relying on the Dao of Heaven, but in fact, we have long lost our original intention in the worship."

Zhang Shuwan said blankly: "Then what is our original intention?"

Without saying a word, Zhang Haokong handed her the lantern in his hand.

Zhang Shuwan took it over, and the soft light fell into her eyes.

In the past, the young people of the Zhang family walked at night carrying lanterns like this.

Don't take a penny, don't ask about the future, just seek the peace of the world at the risk of your own life.With such a bright light that illuminates the long night, there will be a hundred years of exorcist, and only then will there be prosperity for the next hundred years.

One person, one light, one trip at night.

It is the integrity of the exorcist.

Zhang Haokong said: "This is not just to protect Lu Yingjiu, but an unprecedented game, a game between man and heaven, man and fate."

"This light cannot be extinguished in our hands. We have to win glory and lose well."

So they walked on the mountain road with lanterns.

After a long time, Zhang Shuwan still did not speak.

A tear fell silently on the back of her hand that carried the lantern.

She sniffed, and said in a crying voice, "I understand all of this. But, I'm so afraid that something will happen to you..."

Zhang Haokong was taken aback for a moment, then hugged her tightly, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Dad will be fine."

The trees in the mountains swayed, and the blue lights stretched the shadows of the two of them very long.

After that, Zhang Shuwan grew up slowly and met more and more people.

Most of them are elders, and they all know the existence of Lu Yingjiu.

They come from different families and have completely different identities, but their purpose is very unified: to protect Lu Yingjiu.

Some are responsible for drawing formations, some are responsible for guessing the way of heaven, and some are responsible for studying the appearance rules and weaknesses of attendants.They all contracted with Truth Listening to transmit information in a secret way without being noticed by the Dao of Heaven.

From them, for the first time in his life, Zhang Shuwan experienced the integrity and perseverance of a family, and the bravery and kindness of a ghost exorcist.

No one has ever defied the law of heaven before.

But this group of people seems to have made up their minds to fight to the end.

——and Lu Yingjiu didn't even know them.

Zhang Nianyun was in charge of reporting the situation of Lu Yingjiu's family.

She has to provide photos and reports every week, and if she finds traces of attendants, she will notify the aristocratic family in time.

Chen Minlan was in charge of planning the formation to go to the ghost world.

One by one, the ghost exorcists went forward one after another, just to open the gate of the ghost world, so that when Lu Yingjiu confronted the heaven, there would be a way out.

And Chu You is in charge of another formation.

Zhang Shuwan didn't understand the formation, he only knew that they would go into the mirror world every time to arrange it, and the momentum was huge.

It was also there that she met the Ghost King for the first time.

Zhang Shuwan didn't know why a ghost was willing to cooperate with the ghost exorcist, and why the family allowed his existence.

When she saw the ghost king for the first time, she was really scared for a while.

The handsome man sat quietly in the corner, as if carelessly watching the array being laid out little by little.Occasionally, he raised his eyes and looked at her, but there was nothing in those eyes that were as dark as an abyss.

But she was terrified.

Like a sharp bloody breath condensed into a sharp knife, it approached directly between her eyebrows.

It was the scariest ghost she had ever seen.

Only occasionally, the Ghost King would recall something, and his brows would become gentle.

Later Zhang Shuwan met him several times.

No one knows his name, and no one knows his purpose.

When the formation reaches the most critical step, one person needs to step into it, split his own soul, and dedicate it to maintain the continuous power.

However, no ghost exorcist can do this.

Human life is too short, and the soul is far from strong enough.What's more, that kind of pain is enough to destroy everyone's sanity.

So the Ghost King split his own soul, and nearly half of his cultivation, to fill in the vacancy in the formation.

The pain of losing a soul is unimaginable.

Just looking at that scene, Zhang Shuwan felt his scalp go numb.

The ghost king didn't have too many emotions, and he didn't even shake his hands - maybe after being overwhelmed by deeper sorrow, the physical pain was not worth mentioning at all.

After this terrible sacrifice, Zhang Shuwan never saw him again.

It is said that he fell into a long deep sleep.

It is said that he did the same thing many times hundreds of years ago.

I heard that he has been waiting for someone.

Occasionally recalling the sacrifice of the ghost king that day, and looking at everyone around her, she still felt shocked.

Like that blue light in the long night.

And those who are illuminated never need to know the existence of the lamp-bearer—it is enough for them to know that the light will burn forever until dawn.

Bad luck.Those who fight against the way of heaven will always suffer bad luck.

The group was equally killed and wounded.

Zhang Nianyun sacrificed himself to appease the Dao of Heaven in a critical moment, Chen Minlan died unexpectedly, and even Zhang Haokong died on the way to arrange the formation.

They died due to bad luck from heaven.Before dying, they were all possessed by the way of heaven.

【Lu Yingjiu, your time has come】

This is Tiandao's most vicious mockery to Lu Yingjiu, telling him that these people all died because of you.

not to mention……

What's more, the decline of the Zhang family is inevitable. In Zhang Shuwan's generation, there are only a few active ghost exorcists left.

Now, she is the youngest Guardian.

Probably the last one too.

She continued to arrange and guard the formation in the mirror.

Alone, after a long, long time.

To this day, following the guidance of the green lantern, Lu Yingjiu found her.

"...I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhang Shuwan said, and looked at Jing Xian again, "I didn't expect you to come together."

Jing Xian nodded slightly.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a long time.

Then he said softly, "I'm sorry. Until I knew this, I thought..."

"Think we want you to die, don't you?" Zhang Shuwan smiled weakly, "This is a reasonable inference, after all, no one has ever told you anything. They have deliberately kept it from you—— They might be quite happy if they knew about your misunderstanding."

"You don't know them, but they understand your heart: If you know that others have done so much for you, you may find it difficult to repay."

"What they want to see most is that you live the life you should have in peace and stability, and it is best not to know them forever."

"But," she showed a very shallow smile, "Since you have come here, it is not a violation of fate for me to tell you the truth. I am not as noble as them, and I still want you to know everything selfishly."

"I also want you to know that there are so many people who once loved you sincerely."

She raised her hand lightly.

Several cyan flames flew out, illuminating the darkness and the huge formation on the ground.

Soon, the flames illuminated the talisman papers.

The talisman papers come from different periods, from different families, and from the hands of different people, and they are branded in every corner of the formation, with fine penmanship.

Hundreds of sheets.

It seems that until today, those people still stand here silently.

"These are all drawn by them, and basically everyone has left all their knowledge here." Zhang Shuwan said.

"There's another point," she said, bracing her frail body, trying to stand up, "this is what they want me to do."

She bowed deeply to Lu Yingjiu.

With sincerity, guilt and apology.

This is an apology for his fate.At this moment, countless figures of countless people over the past century condensed on her body.

Lu Yingjiu helped her up, and whispered: "Now, I know everything... Thank you, thank you."

Zhang Shuwan smiled silently: "But, Lu Yingjiu, I can't do more."

"Now I'm the only one left. I'm exhausted just maintaining this formation. It took hundreds of years to complete this formation. I'm not talented enough to fully understand it. All I know is that it can help you find the way of heaven. "

Looking around, this formation that stretches for an unknown number of kilometers is extremely complicated.

Every stroke is like an old tree withered vines, tightly entangled;

Every stroke is like a sharp blade, outlining the edge.

It is no different from a heavenly book, and any known words and languages ​​cannot describe it.

This is an incomparably huge workload, the painstaking efforts of countless generations, and even the soul and cultivation that Jing Xian dedicated.It's a pity that the person who knew it had already died in the hands of Tiandao.

Zhang Shuwan smiled wryly: "I have no idea what to do. We still couldn't let you escape your fate in the end."

"...No," Lu Yingjiu shook her head, "There is still a way."

"What way?" Zhang Shuwan was stunned for a moment.

Lu Yingjiu pointed at the formation and said with a smile: "Just give me a little time, and I can figure it out."

Zhang Shuwan was still in a daze: "But it..."

"Since you have paid attention to me with them for many years, you must know my talent." Lu Yingjiu said lightly, as if describing an extremely ordinary little thing, "As long as I think about it, how can I understand in this world?" Can't exorcise ghosts? It won't be an exception."

He smiled.

Still confident and unrestrained.

He continued: "What you have left for me is enough for me to win."

"You don't have to worry about that night parade of ghosts."

"The integrity and strength, courage and kindness that a ghost exorcist should have, I am a little bit more, or even more. The only person who can be the mainstay is me. I will burn this long night to nothing. I will solve everything, whether it is ghosts, Heaven is still my destiny."

"And," he laughs, "I'm not alone."

Lu Yingjiu's eyes fell on Zhang Shuwan, on the blue lantern, on the formation and the countless talisman papers floating in it.

Finally, his eyes rested on Jing Xian, full of tenderness.

He said: "The lamp that you pass down can be rest assured and handed over to me."

"Next, it's my war."