Then, they entered the hall surrounded by the crowd.
The table was decorated with red candles and lanterns hanging high, and the Chinese character "囍" was above their heads. Everything was a familiar arrangement, except that there was no more weird atmosphere, and everything was bright and festive.
The main seat in the hall was still empty. The priest had no parents, and Lu Yingjiu's parents could not attend. Only Zhuang Xue's tablet was standing there.
But Lu Yingjiu did not feel too much regret. His heart was already surrounded by other surging emotions, filling up completely, leaving no room for sadness. He thought, if his mother could see today, she would be as happy as he was.
The MC shouted loudly: "Bow to Heaven and Earth—"
They bowed to the Table of Heaven and Earth.
"Bow to your parents twice—"
Bow to the tablet.
"The couple bows to each other—"
They looked at each other at this moment, their eyes were bright and contained thousands of words.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they bowed to each other and started a beautiful marriage story.
They stood up again and drank the wedding wine together.
"The ceremony is over—"
They took steps almost at the same time and hugged each other tightly with bright smiles.
This moment is eternity.
The next second, firecrackers rang out, and everyone cheered in unison amid the sea of applause! The wedding banquet began, and the delicacies were served one after another. This was a carnival for the entire ghost world. Even as the night deepened, the light still stretched from the hall to the far end of the long street.
The wine glasses clinked and the drums and music played.
Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian shuttled among the guests, chatting and drinking with them. Next to them was a group of hairy balls trying to eat. They were all over the wedding banquet, crunching bones. In the end, almost everyone had a hairy ball in their hands.
By the time night came, everyone had had their fill of food and drink.
As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end.
—But the party didn’t end because the fur balls were seriously blocking traffic. They were already trying very hard with their short legs, even rolling and running, but they were still too slow.
All the flying ghosts and gods have left.
The rest just stared blankly.
Jing Xian could only ask the little ghost for help.
Each of the little kids carried a basket and a long pair of tongs. They picked up the fur balls on the road one by one, put them in the basket, and then carried them out.
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
He inexplicably thought of collecting sea urchins.
When all the fur balls were taken out, they howled and wagged their tails to express their gratitude, then walked away slowly together - probably returning to their mysterious old home.
Jingxian also arranged accommodation for his friends. They all planned to stay in the ghost world for a few days to take a good look at the scenery there.
So, everyone left.
A red candle was lit at the head of the bed, the light was dim and gentle.
The wedding night.
Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian sat side by side on the bed, whispering sweet nothings to each other. Then, someone blew out the candle, and the two of them fell on the soft blanket together.
They are inseparable.
When the passion is at its strongest, the temples are slightly wet with sweat, the fingertips lightly scratch the graceful back, the toes curl up, and the moans are swallowed up by the kiss.
When all the tenderness and charm are exhausted, all that remains is peace of mind and attachment.
In the darkness, Lu Yingjiu whispered, "I will never forget this day."
"Yeah." Jing Xian's voice was a little hoarse, and he smiled, "I have never forgotten every day with you."
…
…
The Ghost King kept his word.
Many more stories happened after that.
For example, the business of the agency was booming, and it constantly recruited new ghost exorcists and ghost hunting hosts. Decades later, it had become a ghost exorcist organization that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Qingdeng Society. The bar once became a tourist check-in point in Lujiang City because of its exquisite decoration, outstanding bartending skills and the enthusiastic attitude of the staff, and its business was booming. Everyone knew the name of Lu Yingjiu, and saw his amazing talent, his high spirits, and his integrity and kindness.
For example, under Chen Zheng's vigorous rectification, the atmosphere of the Qingdeng Society gradually became clearer and the customs of the ancient aristocratic families gradually returned. There was no more intrigue and unnecessary internal friction. The exorcists devoted themselves to studying talisman paper, walking through the long night and lighting a green lamp for everyone.
For example, Ye Feng was recognized by his family. Although he was resurrected by ghosts, he finally proved himself with his actions. He often took on ghost exorcism commissions, and when he had nothing to do, he would mix drinks at the bar and chat with guests about recent interesting events.
For example, after Xiao Li graduated, Chu Banyang accepted several more apprentices, one of whom was extremely talented and had the potential to surpass Chu Banyang back then. Day after day, Chu Banyang rarely felt a sense of crisis, and his top cancer and tsundere genes were activated again, but he didn't notice that the apprentice looked at him with bright eyes, as if there were stars shining.
Many stories are played out one after another, different characters appear in turn, and each has his or her own ending.
Until many, many years later, when time had passed and the world had changed, the sea had turned into mulberry fields.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Yingjiu had been a priest in the ghost world for nearly a hundred years.
Everyone in the ghost world knew that he and the ghost king were inseparable. The two of them standing together were pleasing to the eye, like a couple of gods, and everyone who saw them would envy them.
Life is quite leisurely. I raise some flowers and plants, birds and animals, and tinker with some furniture from the underworld... It is common for me to travel around and return to the human world. I live a carefree and comfortable life.
Occasionally, the yin energy of the ghost world erupted, and the night parade of hundreds of ghosts reappeared, so they went to fight. When the black-clothed ghost king raised his hand, blood mist exploded, and he was invincible. The white-clothed priest held the talisman paper and with a light stroke, all the ghosts retreated. They crushed the withered and the rotten.
Another day of fighting ended, and they returned side by side to the vicinity of the palace.
It was still early, so they strolled around for a while and unknowingly arrived at the abyss at sunset.
Ghosts dare not approach the abyss for fear of falling into it. But they rode the cold wind and walked steadily on the abyss. The strong wind whistled and blew up their clothes. They moved forward and saw the floating green island and the tree of white flowers in the center of the abyss.
The white flowers are blooming every minute, carrying a faint glow and cold fragrance in the wind, falling into the abyss like fine snow.
The flower blooms in an instant and withers in an instant, the white flower is nameless, life and death are in a moment.
This is where Jing Xian was born.
The two of them lay under the flower tree as usual, and the green grass beneath them was soft and thick.
After chatting for a while, Jingxian suddenly said, "I miss the wedding day so much."
Road to welcome wine:
Lu Yingjiu said: "Why is it so sudden?"
—In fact, Jingxian has mentioned it many times, from the wedding to the honeymoon to their first official trip abroad, from admiring the flowers to watching the moon to boating on the lake. These things happened so long ago, but he still remembers them.
"Isn't this memorable?" Jing Xian said, "I remember every detail of our time together. I think about it from time to time. Every day is worth reminiscing about."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
No wonder Jing Xian sometimes laughs to himself. It seems like he's in love and his brain is acting up, automatically replaying the replays of their married life.
A hundred years have passed, and the disease has not only not been cured, but has become more serious.
Jing Xian looked at him again: "Don't you have anything to say?"
"What did I say?" Lu Yingjiu asked, "Did I...did I praise you for your good memory?"
"You really don't remember?" Jing Xian looked like he was asking for credit and reward.
Lu Yingjiu thought for a while before she understood: "Are you trying to say that you kept your promise and didn't forget every day you spent with me?"
"Yes!" Jing Xian's eyes lit up and he pulled him, "What do you want to hear? Our trip abroad, our honeymoon, or our 230 tours of the ghost world? I can recall everything for you to prove myself."
"No, no, no," Lu Ying was drunk, "You have proved it so many times, I believe you 100%, 100%."
But once Xian Fei opened her mouth, she couldn't stop talking. Lu Yingjiu lay in his arms and listened to the memories of the wedding and honeymoon again.
Finally, Jing Xian said, "We can have another wedding and another honeymoon someday. This time we can have a Western-style wedding and get a big diamond ring."
Lu Yingjiu: “Hmmmm.” Almost falling asleep.
Jing Xian turned his head and saw his thick eyelashes trembling in the wind, and his heart moved.
He said: "I remember... at the beginning you always had trouble sleeping and had to catch up on sleep every time you took a car."
"Yes." Lu Yingjiu closed her eyes and answered vaguely, "It happened a long time ago."
That time seemed to be just yesterday. The young boy held on to the longevity lock tightly, as if he was holding on to his only support.
Now that the longevity lock is still there, he no longer has to endure sleepless nights.
On the trees, the white flowers were still blooming and withering vigorously, and a few of them fell on them.
Lu Yingjiu laughed softly and said, "It's been so long, and it's a bit strange to say this... But I'm glad to have met you."
Jing Xian was slightly stunned, and said softly, "Me too." He brushed away the fallen flowers on Lu Yingjiu's shoulders, kissed his forehead, his eyebrows were very gentle, "Go to sleep."
"Where are we going tomorrow?"
"Never mind, let's talk about it tomorrow—"
There is nothing happening today, and the flowers are in full bloom.
They fell asleep in each other's arms and slept soundly until dawn.
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