One day, Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian were watching a horror movie together.
That horror movie is new and is said to be extremely scary, making people afraid to go to the toilet at night.
After turning off the lights, they sat on the sofa, with a pile of snacks on the table. Amid the piercing screams of ghosts and humans, the two of them fell asleep two or three times, staggering here and there.
Suddenly, Jing Xian remembered something and sobered up. He said to Lu Yingjiu very seriously: "Let's have another wedding."
Lu Ying was still drunk and it took him a long time to react: "Huh?"
"Let's have another wedding." Jing Xian said, "Let's have a grand wedding in the ghost world."
Lu Yingjiu smiled: "Why so sudden?"
"I've always wanted to do this. My previous wedding was so sloppy and not at all decent."
Lu Yingjiu uttered a "hmm".
Jing Xiandao, Lu Yingjiu likes everything to be simple.
He thought Lu Yingjiu would say "not necessary", but after a little hesitation, Lu Yingjiu actually agreed quickly: "Okay."
Jing Xian was overjoyed, and immediately pushed Lu Yingjiu down on the sofa and gave her a big kiss. Lu Yingjiu pushed his head away helplessly, and said with a smile, "Please watch a horror movie, please watch a horror movie."
On the next day, Jing Xian began to prepare.
It was obvious that he had been planning for a long time. He actually took out a long list, including lanterns, sedan chairs, copper coins and ingots, flags, gongs, umbrellas, fans, and top scholar clothing, and gave it to his priests to arrange.
As for the betrothal gift...
The entire ghost world belongs to him, it is truly a betrothal gift.
A few days later, Lu Yingjiu saw that Jing Xian had given instructions and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, so he asked, "Is there anything missing?"
"There's still one more thing missing!" Jing Xian's eyes were sharp, "But I need your help."
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Jing Xian pulled his hand and said, "Do you remember, the imported ghost I told you about..."
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Lu Yingjiu: "Are you really going to look for the imported ghost?"
"Yeah, it would be fun to have an imported ghost at the wedding."
“Invasive species…”
"I'll put it back after I get married."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
At this moment, he had imagined many terrible possibilities - for example, the ghost world would be filled with hundreds or thousands of zombies; or, for example, there would be vampires hanging outside the castle.
But he finally hesitated and asked: "You can give it a try... But can you really go to a foreign country? Can you go to the ghost world?"
"The underground worlds are interconnected, and you can go through the ghost world." Jing Xian said, "It will be very slow, and there is a natural chasm in the middle."
In the same area, the ghost world is hundreds or thousands of times larger than the human world. Even with the help of the power of the priests and the strength of the mounts, it will take a long time. It is boring in the middle, and even the scenery changes all the time.
Besides, Jingxian wants to hold the wedding in a few months, so the time is quite tight.
Jing Xian said: "I'd better take a plane to go abroad."
Lu Ying ordered: "Where are you going?"
"Anywhere."
So Lu Yingjiu picked a small country with pleasant scenery, booked the tickets, and took Jingxian on the plane the day after tomorrow.
The flight takes ten hours.
Lu Yingjiu put on an eye mask and noise-cancelling headphones, and fell asleep leaning on Jing Xian's shoulder.
When I woke up, the plane had landed at an airport in a foreign country. When I walked out of the building, I was greeted by the blue sky and fresh air.
Lu Yingjiu booked a hotel and took a taxi outside the airport, then asked belatedly: "Wait, where should I go to find imported ghosts?"
"That's easy." Jing Xian said, "I'm going to go out to look for ghosts tonight and meet an acquaintance by the way."
When he arrived at the hotel, he rested until midnight and then went out.
The jet lag had not yet been adjusted, and it was late at night and quiet, but Lu Yingjiu was quite sober. He followed Jing Xian through the twists and turns, through the streets and alleys, and gradually the ground under his feet became sticky.
He looked down and saw that the ground was filled with a substance that looked like dried blood, dark red. The walls were also covered with strange vines, which seemed to be crawling in the pale moonlight. Something like yin energy was surging, and it was icy cold.
Lu Yingjiu found it quite novel.
He had never encountered a foreign ghost, nor had he seen a foreign version of Yin Qi.
He whispered to Jing Xian: "Is this a zombie or a vampire?"
"Yes," Jing Xian said, "They are all my acquaintances."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air became colder.
Lu Yingjiu raised his head and looked over, only to see a figure standing on top of a building under the lonely moon. No one could see his face clearly, but he was wearing a black cloak and holding a huge black sickle. Countless wandering souls were wandering around him, with distorted faces.
Just standing there, the feeling of oppression is overwhelming.
It looks just like the legendary god of death.
Before Lu Yingjiu had time to take a closer look, he heard the man shout in a clear and loud voice: "Cheers! I'm free!"
The tone was extremely angry.
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Can this Grim Reaper speak foreign languages
A black figure jumped down from the upstairs lightly and appeared in front of him in a flash mixed with black mist. His cloak was blown up by the wind, and Lu Yingjiu could only vaguely see his pale skin and the corners of his tightly pursed lips.
"Long time no see." Jing Xian raised his eyebrows and smiled, hugged Lu Yingjiu, "Are you still single?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Death whispered, "What are you doing this time?"
“Travel abroad.”
Death became even angrier. "You think I will believe you? You said the same thing last time and stole my Cerberus."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
He knows what the three blacks are like.
"It followed me voluntarily. Maybe the dog biscuits are so delicious." Jing Xian shrugged. "I'm getting married. Do you have any good things? Can you lend them to me to play with?"
Death said: "No, I am going to die of poverty, please leave quickly."
"Why are you so reserved? People from far away are all guests. Is your castle nearby? Let my wife go and have a look around."
Death said, "I am bankrupt and I have no castle left. You should leave now."
"I brought you a present."
"Yes, you should leave quickly."
Jing Xian ignored his refusal.
He snapped his fingers, and a cold wind blew around him. A strange formation appeared on the ground, and a black bat with only a mouth appeared there.
Lu Yingjiu still remembers this thing called "blood bat".
The blood bat let out a "yue!" sound and spit out a large pool of blood on the ground.
Then there were many more "yueyueyueyue" sounds, and the ground was covered with blood.
Jing Xian said: "This is my gift."
grim Reaper:"… "
Just when Lu Yingjiu thought that the anger of the God of Death was about to reach its peak, the God of Death suddenly murmured: "Fuck, so cute..."
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What kind of weird trial is this
Jing Xian whispered to him, "You see, everyone likes imported ghosts." He then said to the God of Death, "Take me to your castle and it will be yours. How about that?"
The God of Death immediately stretched out his hands and hugged the blood bat tightly, and was so happy that he couldn't speak.
Half an hour later, he was already in a magnificent castle.
The castle was pitch black, in a Gothic style, with a sharp top pointing straight to the cold moon. A flock of black bats flew up, their eyes were scarlet. The iron door of the gate was entangled with thorny vines. As soon as he approached, two skeletons carrying oil lamps opened the gate for him. Behind him was a gloomy garden, with various unknown plants growing intertwined, with thorns, venom and bright red flowers.
“Ouch—”
There were howling sounds coming from far away.
Lu Yingjiu looked in that direction, and saw an agile figure flashing on the hillside.
That was a pack of wolves. Their hair was thick and messy, and they pricked up their ears to listen to the wind and grass around them. Occasionally, under the moonlight, a wolf would stand up like a human, with the hair on its back erect, and look at him.
Werewolf.
Jing Xian's eyes lit up, and he said to the God of Death, "Can you lend me the skeleton and the werewolf to play with for a while?"
"That's not possible." The Grim Reaper held the scythe in his hand and hugged the blood bat tightly, "I don't even have one myself."
After walking another few steps, Lu Yingjiu heard more shouts.
“Ahhh—” “Hiss!” “Roar, roar, roar!”
Messy and embarrassing.
Glancing sideways, he saw a few zombies standing in the darkness in the far corner of the garden. They all turned around and looked at him blankly, making terrible howling sounds.
Jing Xian said: "Give me one zombie!"
Death: “Possibly!”
As he walked along, he saw the shriveled witch, the sturdy griffin, the huge Cyclops, and the centaur holding a sharp blade guarding the front. When the heavy wheels were pushed aside, the brazier hanging in the air ignited automatically.
He walked along the velvet carpet, where gargoyles crouched on the marble pillars, and on the walls were paintings of vampire dukes, all pale, handsome, and elegant, their eyes following his movements.
Like the ghost world, every inch of this place is filled with chaos and weirdness.
But obviously, both of these visitors are normal people.
Jing Xian was getting happier and happier as he mentioned the things. Lu Yingjiu was also very curious about these things when he saw them with his own eyes. He was full of academic spirit of inquiry and even wanted to put talisman paper on his head to see if it worked.
The God of Death took him around the castle and saw all kinds of strange things before he reluctantly asked, "Do you want to live here?" He looked at Lu Yingjiu with a glimmer of hope—
Even though they had only met for a short time, he accurately perceived that this person was the only one who could convince the Ghost King.
Lu Yingjiu is a human being.
Human beings would always want to live in such a terrible place!
Death suddenly felt that the future was bright.
Sure enough, Jing Xian also turned his head to look at the road and greet the wine.
Lu Yingjiu thought for half a second and said, "Okay."
grim Reaper:
Jing Xian looked at him and said, "Lead the way quickly, or your blood bat will be gone."
Blood Bat: “yueyueyueyueyue!”
Death endured the humiliation and said, "... OK, OK."
In this way, Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian got a luxurious room.
The room was also decorated in a Gothic style, with various skulls, black candles and roses decorating the entire room. Tarot cards were scattered on the table, and there were exquisite devil statues in the corners.
Before leaving, the God of Death told him that the full moon tonight was very beautiful and he could go up to the western spire to admire the moon.
So he put down his belongings and went upstairs.
The spire was very high, and I had to climb the circular staircase many times before I reached the top. The breeze on the terrace was cool, and the full moon was so bright that it almost occupied one-third of the sky, and the moonlight fell coldly and gently on my clothes.
Looking from here, he could see overgrown flowers and plants, surging monsters, and the vast wasteland in the distance. And those scenes were very far away from him, so far that they seemed unreal, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Jing Xian was a step faster than Lu Yingjiu and leaned against the railing first.
Lu Yingjiu walked up behind him, thinking, "Robbery! Maybe, or I'll push you down."
“… You are murdering your own husband, you are so cruel.” Jing Xian turned around and grabbed his wrist, gently tightened his belt, and switched positions, so that Lu Yingjiu’s lower back was against the railing.
Two seconds later, Lu Yingjiu leaned back and sat on the railing. His back was as high as a cliff, and Jing Xian subconsciously reached out and put his arms around his waist. Lu Yingjiu seemed to have known his move, and raised the corner of his mouth, grabbed Jing Xian's collar and gave him a deep kiss.
The kiss ended.
They stared at each other at a very close distance, their breath blending together, and there was bright moonlight in their eyes.
Jing Xian stared at him intently. The touch of his waist was very good, and the arc of the concave part was perfect. He said, "Get down, it's too dangerous."
"There is talisman paper, and it's dead." Lu Yingjiu answered lazily, "And you are hugging me." He rested his chin on Jing Xian's shoulder and rubbed it like some sleepy feline, then turned his head to look at the foreign land.
Jing Xian smiled in his ear and said, "What kind of monsters do you like here? I'll bring some back, and I'll give them back. I also brought a lot of blood bats with me, which is enough to bribe him."
Lu Yingjiu thought for a moment and said, "I think both the unicorn and the griffin are wrong."
"I like zombies and werewolves." Jing Xian suddenly got excited. "That's settled! I'll talk to him tomorrow!"
Under the moonlight, he chatted slowly.
We talked about the monsters here, the god of death, and the various small details at the wedding.
During this process, he had some disputes.
The main reason is that Jingxian wanted to have some fancy shows on the wedding day.
He said: "I will build you a pool of wine and a forest of meat."
Lu Yingjiu: “… Okay.”
Jing Xian said: "Then I will perform a beacon fire trick for you?"
Lu Yingjiu: "...Are you determined to make me your demon concubine?"
Lu Yingjiu flatly rejected all of Jingxian's proposals for a foolish ruler.
Jing Xian could only give up in disappointment.
The moon rose high in the sky, and the werewolf howled.
It was already very late, and finally Jingxian stroked the temples of Yingjiu who was passing by and said, "Go back and have a rest, don't get tired."
"Um."
They went down the tower side by side.
After lying on the soft bed, Lu Yingjiu asked, "How long will I stay here?"
"It depends on you," Jing Xian replied, "I think three or four days is fine, and longer is fine. It's rare for us to go out and play, so it's too rushed."
Lu Ying ordered some wine and closed his eyes.
However, he suddenly realized something: there are so many monsters here, will they be infected by Jing Xian's love brain
The thought made him a little uneasy.
But he frowned slightly, hesitated for two seconds and then gave up, thinking that it was only three or four days, how could it be possible.