They bought the plane tickets to visit the graves.
Lu Yingjiu asked Zhang Shuwan for a meal bill.
The people on the list were all the well-informed families that she remembered and had participated in the plan.
Unfortunately, it was a long time ago and there are no other records, so Zhang Shuwan could only recall twenty or thirty of them.
Among them, the tombstones of six or seven were in Lujiang City, including Chen Minlan. Lu Yingjiu took some effort to find them all, and bowed to them one by one and presented flowers.
He also tried hard to find out the life stories of those people.
While visiting the graves, he remained silent, looking at the unfamiliar words and faces on the tombstones, imagining what those people were like.
—He wants to keep these memories and stories in his heart.
The remaining tombstones are in other places, and Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian are going there today.
The sky at the airport is blue, and the plane spreads its wings towards the blue sky.
Over the next few months, they visited every cemetery.
Every time he arrived at the tombstone, Lu Ying would offer wine and flowers, and Jing Xian would bow deeply with him.
Lu Yingjiu said: "I thought you disdained such etiquette."
"I really don't care about most people. After all, our values are completely different." Jing Xian said, "But these people deserve respect."
They have plenty of time, so whenever they arrive at a place, they will slow down and appreciate it carefully.
They walked hand in hand through the steel forest, long streets and short alleys, tall and low buildings. Grass was lush and birds were flying, tender green climbed up the branches, they passed by a lake that was clearer than the sky, and kissed each other.
I just walked and worked like this, and by the way, I also took on some commissions to exorcise ghosts, punish evil and promote good, and dispel evil thoughts.
By the time the tomb sweeping was finished, it was already midsummer of the next year.
The bar's business was booming, and Ah Mei still carefully decorated the bar inside and outside, and recruited some employees to help. Yao Gou and Ye Feng would occasionally accept ghost exorcism commissions, and some ghost exorcists heard about it and wanted to join. They hadn't seen Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian for a long time, and they missed them very much.
Lu Yingjiu did decide to return to Lujiang City.
But before going back, he still had one thing to do.
One day in midsummer, he and Jing Xian drove an off-road vehicle across a plain with swaying long grass.
They drove for a while until the lights of the town behind them faded away, leaving only green waves and the silhouettes of a few trees around them.
The days in summer are long, and the sky is still slightly bright until six or seven o'clock, with clouds glowing dark purple and intertwined with crimson. Lu Yingjiu rolled down the car window and took a deep breath of fresh air. Looking around, there were only the two of them between heaven and earth. The wind whistled from the horizon, bending the grass and making the insects chirp.
Keep moving forward.
Keep moving forward.
Until the deepest part of the long grass.
After passing a lake, Lu Yingjiu said, "This is it. Let's walk the rest of the way."
The SUV stopped and two people got out.
The world is vast.
Lu Yingjiu took out a palace lantern from the back seat, lit it with talisman paper, and a wisp of green flame lit up with a click.
He walked forward with the lantern, the light was dim, but it illuminated the surroundings and the path they were on. Jing Xian followed behind him, holding a few bouquets of flowers.
Not far away is a grassy slope, which is also their destination.
Going up the slope, there is a small stone tablet under the old tree.
The stone tablet was in great disrepair, its original shape could not be seen, nor could it be clearly seen what had been written on it. Only half of it lay there, exposed to the wind and rain.
Hundreds of years ago, this was a small town.
The first green lamp was lit here.
In order to thank those exorcists, many stone tablets were erected on the spot, but only this half remains.
Zhang Shuwan still recalled too little. There were also so many strangers and so many heroes who were drowned in the long river of time, and Lu Yingjiu could not mention them all.
That's why he decided to come here.
Bending over to put down the bouquet, the gorgeous flowers surrounded the stone tablet, young and old, blooming and dilapidated, the world has always been rotating like this, where one place is destroyed there must be another place that is flourishing.
A hundred years ago, people walked at night with green lanterns.
Today the stone tablet is silent, but the fire is still burning.
They bowed deeply to the stone tablet.
—A tribute to all things and you.
Lu Yingjiu said softly: "Stay here for a while."
Respectfully bow.
Lu Yingjiu held a green lantern. They stood side by side in the long grass, listening to the chirping of insects as the last ray of daylight disappeared.
On the way back, Lu Yingjiu opened the window and let the wind blow her hair and clothes.
He remained silent for a long time, then smiled and said from the window: "The scenery here is really nice."
"Yeah," Jing Xian also smiled, "Where are we going now?"
Lu Yingjiu said, "Let's go back to Lujiang City first. If you want, we can go to the ghost world again." He yawned lazily, "Anyway, there is still so much time, we can go wherever we want, right?"
The off-road vehicle ran through the grass waves and the night, all the way to the distance.
…
Recently, there have been some rumors in the ghost world.
It is said that a few days ago, a mysterious official came to the Ghost King's palace.
All of a sudden, all the ghosts started gossiping, and finally they all agreed that it was the Ghost King who abandoned the matchmaker and welcomed the applause.
As for what does Xiao Huan look like
Haven't seen a ghost yet.
We were so curious that we were scratching our heads.
There was a ghost who swore that Xiao Huan had three heads and six arms and could eat three ghost children in one bite.
Some ghosts also guaranteed that Xiaohuan was a charming fox demon, otherwise how could she persuade the Ghost King every day
There are many different opinions and no one can give a definite answer.
Until the fourth day, a little devil was called into the palace trembling with fear.
Everyone wants to get a job with the Ghost King - it means no worries about food and clothing, and a bright future. But what can a little ghost like this with no power do in there
As soon as I entered, a masked officer asked me, "I heard you worked in a pet shop before?"
"Yes, yes, yes." The kid was terrified. "I've been there for a while and seen them work."
The official nodded with satisfaction, handed her a comb, and took her into the main hall.
It was late at night and the candlelight in the hall was flickering.
A black fur ball squatted in the middle of the hall, wagging its tail.
The fur on his body was all messed up and tangled, looking horrible. I don't know where he went to have fun and ended up like this.
"Comb his hair." The officer said, threw a bag at him and left.
The bag was very heavy, filled with gold, silver and jewels. The little boy stared in disbelief, unable to believe that pie had fallen from the sky.
"Ah!" Maotuanzi shouted.
For the next two hours, the little devil carefully combed the dog's fur.
is patient and meticulous, and works meticulously... Under 's eyes, a soft, chewy, and delicious fur ball appeared again!
The little ghost had just looked at it with satisfaction when he heard a voice.
"Jingxian, did you take the dog to the mass grave again?"
The Ghost King's voice came: "How can this be possible? You have been staying in the palace quietly all day and have not eaten anything."
"Really?" the man asked suspiciously.
"Of course." The Ghost King vowed.
The footsteps were approaching, and the little ghost quickly stepped back, lowering his head and not daring to look. In his peripheral vision, he only saw a clean white color.
Is that... a strange officer in white
Oh yes, it must be the Ghost King’s favorite!
"Aoao!" The furry ball wagged its tail and rushed forward, throwing itself into the arms of the officer in white.
The ghost king said: "You, your body is so clean, how could you have been to a mass grave?"
The little ghost thought to himself, it was just a mess just now.
The official in white was still suspicious. He picked up the fur ball and rubbed it for a while, but found nothing unusual.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little ghost secretly raised his eyes and glanced at him quickly.
—Where is that the three-headed, six-armed creature or some fox demon as rumored
Under the firelight in the hall, the official's eyes were bright and a few strands of hair hung by his ears, making his skin look white and delicate.
He is handsome and good-looking, spotless, with picturesque features.
Standing next to the handsome Ghost King, they are a perfect match.
That day, as soon as the little ghost left the palace, he was surrounded by a group of ghosts.
"What's the matter? Are you happy?"
"Isn't happiness greater than the mountains?"
"Is he a fox demon?"
The little ghost took a deep breath and said, "What a mess! This family is obviously very good! How bad is the vision of our Ghost King!"
All the ghosts were furious and wanted to go into the palace even more.
Later, the little ghost went in and out of the palace several more times.
His daily routine is to give Furball a bath, comb Furball's hair, and eat the two boxes of dog food with tears in his eyes.
I have also heard a lot of rumors.
For example, that restaurant is called Lu Yingjiu.
For example, he is not actually a demon or a ghost, but an exorcist.
For example, he and the Ghost King frequently traveled between the Yin and Yang worlds, sometimes going to the world for several months, and sometimes staying in the ghost world for a long time.
Lu Yingjiu's gentle attitude eased his tension a lot.
Gradually, I started talking to Lu Yingjiu.
One day, the ghost king took Mao Tuanzi for a walk, while Lu Yingjiu sat at the table and carefully drew a talisman paper, waiting for them to come back.
This is a great time for gossip!
The little ghost plucked up his courage and asked Lu Yingjiu curiously, "Excuse me, how did you and His Majesty the Ghost King know each other?" He quickly added, "Because, because humans and ghosts generally don't interact with each other... I'm just a little curious."
The more he spoke, the more guilty he felt, for fear of causing displeasure to Lu Yingjiu.
Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, his gaze drifted far away, as if he was remembering countless things and countless wonderful stories.
Then he came back and said: "Our story is very long. Let me tell you the beginning first."
The little ghost's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
So Lu Yingjiu said with a smile: "You have been plagued by bad luck since you were a child. A martial arts master told you that you have to marry a ghost to survive."
"So, the story begins after the marriage between me and the ghost king..."
He told the story with a light in his eyes.
Until Jingxian comes back.
The sun is shining and the sky is blue.
Lu Yingjiu went to greet him and was embraced by him with a smile.