Rong Yu walked a few steps ahead and then stopped, turning around to look at Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao said: "Don't wait for me, I can keep up, don't worry."
Most ghosts cannot survive in sunlight, and a few can see the light but their movements are slow. Yan Zhao does not have this problem at all, at most he feels a little uncomfortable, but there is no physical damage, and it does not hinder his movements.
He was touched again when he thought of Rong Yu's thoughtfulness and her concern that he wouldn't be able to keep up with the pace under the sun.
Rong Yu said, "I'm not worried. I don't know the way. Do you know the way? Come and show me the way."
Yesterday, she was carried into the mountain in a sedan chair made of paper dolls. The paper money scattered along the way was blown away by the wind, and Rongyu couldn't find a way out.
This mountain originally had no name, but because it surrounds Yuexi Town, people here call it Yuexi Mountain. There are no temples or fruit trees on the mountain, and it is rarely visited on weekdays. Only when people die are they carried up the mountain to be buried, so it is also called the Grave Mountain. It is only lively during the Qingming Festival every year when tombs are swept, and it is also because of the courage of the crowds.
Most people in the town rely on farming for a living. Some go up the mountain to chop firewood to supplement their family income, but they only move around the periphery and dare not go deeper. The deeper the area is, the graves are everywhere. At night, you can hear ghosts crying, and no one dares to go in. Even if it is not night, the beasts in the mountains are not vegetarians.
Wasn’t Hu Wei bitten to death by a tiger
Yan Zhao's tomb was obviously in the deep mountains and forests. The sedan chair was carried for a long time yesterday. In other words, there was no one to ask for directions, and no one came here at all.
Yan Zhao: “…”
The feeling of being touched just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.
He said, “I don’t know him either.”
As a thousand-year-old otaku, how can I possibly understand the outside world
Rong Yu curled his lips. He didn't know the words, nor the roads. Staying at home for too long really did cause irreversible damage to his brain.
"You can't sense directions? Then how did you get me in here yesterday?"
Yan Zhao said: "I can't sense the direction, but I can sense you."
It was only the second day after he woke up, and he could already speak much more fluently. It was estimated that he would be able to communicate like a normal person soon.
Yan Zhao had been sleeping in the tomb for a thousand years. Yesterday, he suddenly had a strong premonition that the person he was waiting for was coming. He then opened his eyes and cast a spell to let the paper doll go to welcome the bride.
He didn't recognize the road, he only recognized the people, or rather, the soul he was waiting for.
Rong Yu found a big rock to sit on: "As a love sentence, it sounds very nice, but at this moment, it seems very useless."
His body was that of a completely weak scholar, and the mountain road was rugged, and he would easily become exhausted. He couldn't wander around in the mountains like a headless fly, and he didn't want to tire himself out.
The Ghost King, who was suddenly classified as a waste by his beloved, was a little anxious. He wanted to say that he could carry him down the mountain, and he could teleport and explore the way around, and maybe he could find the direction down the mountain. But he remembered that he had a cold body, and it would take a lot of time to search like this. He would feel uncomfortable if he carried him for a long time, so he silently gave up the idea.
He did not dare to leave Rong Yu to find the way by himself. There were countless beasts in the mountains, and they were afraid to approach because of his ghost energy. He had to stay by Rong Yu's side all the time.
Yan Zhao ruled out one method after another, and finally came up with an idea: "We can wait until night and ask the ghost for directions."
Ghosts usually don't come out when the sun is strong, at least until the evening. Now, even if Yan Zhao ordered them to come out, they didn't dare to come out. If they came out, they would die and turn into ashes under the sun.
Rong Yu looked up at the sunlight, put his hand in front of his forehead and squinted his eyes: "It's only noon... How long will we wait for the sun to set?"
But he couldn't think of anything else at the moment. Rong Yu didn't want to go down the wrong road, and Yan Zhao couldn't explore the road alone, so he left the protection area. Carrying him on his back would make the cold air enter his body...
Thinking about it this way, waiting until the sun sets is the only way.
Unexpectedly, when they wanted to go back to take revenge on those villains, the first obstacle they encountered was getting lost...
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if they can jump around for one more day." Rong Yu pounded his calf, "I don't want to leave now anyway. Come and help me pound my legs."
Yan Zhao shook his head slightly, with a bit of helplessness and indulgence, and sat down on the stone next to Rong Yu.
Rong Yu unceremoniously put both legs on his knees.
Yan Zhao gently kneaded and pounded his calves: "Are you tired after just a few steps?"
Rong Yuyou said: "I am just like you, I float faster than you."
In order to be consistent with the style of the painting, Yan Zhao also walked down to earth. But he was a ghost after all, without a shadow or footprints, and his feet were still off the ground.
Yan Zhao curved his lower lip.
"If my soul and body were not cold, I would have wanted to carry you down the mountain." He stopped smiling and said with his eyes downcast, "It's a pity..."
I don’t even dare to hug you for long.
Rong Yu saw Yan Zhao's gloom, and this expression made him feel strangely dazzling. The sun he knew was always proud and dazzling, and it was rare to show such an inferiority complex.
With an extremely yin body and an extremely yang soul, the body and will are in extreme rejection, and self-loathing is the inevitable result.
When a ghost meets a beloved person who is bright and dazzling, like a flame, he will feel ashamed of himself.
"It's quite cold." Rong Yu said, "You hit me a few times, I thought it was an ice pick. If you hit me a few more times, my legs will become cold."
Yan Zhao's hands froze and he didn't dare to touch it again.
Rongyu didn't take her legs off his knees.
Yan Zhao was puzzled, he looked up and found that Rong Yu was also looking at him.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, causing leaves to fall, her sleeves to flutter, and her black hair, which was not decorated at all, to fly in disorder. She had crow eyelashes, phoenix eyes, red lips, and snow-white skin, and was as beautiful as a demon.
No matter how fair and delicate the skin is, if it contains the soul of a devil, it will exude a hint of devilish charm that can captivate hearts, confuse ghosts, and capture the hearts of gods.
Yan Zhao's expression suddenly changed, and he was about to make a move, but Rong Yu took the lead and grabbed a red scarlet snake that was crawling up the stone from behind.
Animals have an instinctive fear of the strong and are more sensitive to danger. They were held motionless in Rongyu's hand and didn't even dare to spit out their snake tongue.
Rong Yu was once a person who could make all the beasts submit to him. No matter how desperate he was, he would not be unable to tame a small snake.
"I just happen to be missing a hairband." Rong Yu tied the red-chain snake to his hair and made a knot, "I'll use you as a makeshift."
Red-chained snake: “…”
Yan Zhao: “…”
Blood Jade Bracelet: Aren’t you disgusted
I've seen people using live snakes as belts and headbands. It's really horrible.
Rong Yu: I don’t feel disgusted, but I feel a little wronged. I used to have a headband with a candle dragon, but I got tired of it after wearing it for a few days, so I let it go. If I had known that I would end up wearing a red-chained snake as a headband, I would never dislike the candle dragon.
Blood Jade Bracelet:…
"Why don't you continue beating me?" Rong Yu complained, "I didn't tell you to stop."
Yan Zhao was stunned by Rong Yu's actions. After making sure that the snake was well behaved and didn't want to hurt Rong Yu, he came to his senses and said, "You don't think it's cold—"
"If I despise him, even if he is the sun god, I still don't feel his warmth. If I like him, even if he is a ghost in the underworld, in my heart, he is not as cold as the wind that just blew past."
But both of them are you.
It's you that I dislike, and it's also you that I like.
Rong Yu said: "I don't mind you being cold."
Yan Zhao's heart trembled slightly.
If you don't mind that he is cold, then you like him.
Yan Zhao still didn't dare to touch: "You don't mind that I'm cold, but I'm afraid that you're cold."
"Is this the reason why you don't dare to marry me?" Rong Yu asked, "You stole the bride, but you're afraid that I'll hurt you, and you think you're not worthy of me?"
They are separated by yin and yang. In the eyes of the world, people in the Yang world still have a good life, and if they are entangled by ghosts from the underworld, it is a great misfortune. Of course, most ghosts don’t think so. Ghosts all think, “It’s your luck that I’m here with you, don’t be ungrateful.”
But Yan Zhao certainly didn't think so.
He loves Rongyu.
Hence the inferiority complex.
Yan Zhao was silent. There was this reason, and there was another more important reason, which he had no idea how to explain.
He didn't know where the intuition came from, but he didn't dare to get married officially. He was always afraid that his life would be too perfect and his sweetheart would leave him.
So I would rather it not be so perfect.
No matter how big the regret is, it is better than losing something.
"Put away all those nonsense ideas of yours. It's just a matter of temperature disharmony, it's not a big deal." Rong Yu said, "If you want to solve this problem, either you come back to life and restore human body temperature. Or I die and we will all be cold together. It's unlikely that you will come back to life, so I'd better die..."
Yan Zhao was rarely angry: "No!"
"If you don't want me to die, then I can only get used to your body temperature. We've already planned to hug each other for an hour a day, but you still don't dare to carry me down the mountain? I told you my legs were cold, not to ask you not to touch me, but to intensify your training." Rong Yu sighed at this point, "If I can't even get used to the outside of my skin, how can I bear it inside my body?"
Yan Zhao: “… ?!”
Rong, Rongrong, what did you say just now
Is that what he meant
"Why don't you continue to beat me? When you're done, carry me down the mountain to find the way." Rong Yu said, "Adapt earlier and get married earlier. If we can't complete the bridal chamber ceremony, there's really no need to get married in the hall."
He said it so bluntly, Yan Zhao would be a fool if he didn't understand.
He felt his nonexistent heartbeat speed up crazily. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "It's more than that."
Rong Yu asked: "Is there any other reason?"
Yan Zhao whispered, "I'm afraid you'll leave after the marriage is completed."
Rong Yu remained calm: "What's the reason? We have been together since we got married, why should I leave?"
"I don't know." Yan Zhao pursed his lips, "But I'm scared."
"You are just worrying about nothing. I will leave you if we don't get married."
At least he didn't have to leave right away. This time the ever-burning candle could burn for three years, which was more than enough for a wedding.
"Really? You're not lying to me?"
"Why would I lie to you like this?" Rong Yu raised his eyebrows, "Do you still want me to swear?"
"No need." Yan Zhao was reluctant to let him swear an oath, so he quickly stopped him.
Rong Yu made the final confirmation: "Are you willing to get married?"
Yan Zhao hesitated: "Let's talk about it later..."
Rong Yu: “…”
Well, it's a waste of words.
If he doesn't want to get married, then he won't get married. Originally, he was just fulfilling a promise from his previous life. Why does it seem like he is begging for marriage
Rong Yu also has a temper, and it's a particularly bad one. If Yan Zhao continues to make trouble for Qiao, even if she changes her mind and wants to get married, Rong Yu won't cooperate.
However, the talk was not completely useless. At least Yan Zhao was willing to carry Rong Yu on his back to find the way. But he still didn't dare to carry him for too long. He was so nervous that he stopped to rest after walking a few steps to let Rong Yu drive away the cold. Naturally, the efficiency was not high.
At dusk, when passing by a familiar big tree again, Rongyu finally faced the fact that Yan Zhao was a person with poor direction.
Rong Yu lay on his back and said, "I almost suspect that you are just making a fool of yourself. Don't you really know that you have walked this road five times?"
Yan Zhao froze, not wanting to expose his poor sense of direction in front of his sweetheart: "I know."
Rong Yu sneered: "You really don't know that you have walked this road six times."
Yan Zhao: “…”