The sixteen little dwarfs quarreled and even started fighting in the end.
Zhao Xunchang was overwhelmed, and no matter how he tried to persuade him, he failed. He simply sat aside with some tea and watched the show. He picked up Wong Tai Sin, who had also come to watch the fun, and stroked his fur comfortably.
Chen Ling glanced at his parents who were frightened by the cold wind in the yard, walked over to comfort them with a gentle voice, and raised his hand to pat the German Shepherd's butt.
The German Shepherd howled at its owner and approached majestically. While the night wanderers were not paying attention, it suddenly let out a fierce bark.
The yard, which was noisy a second ago, suddenly became silent.
Chen Ling cleared his throat, walked over and bent down so that his eyes would be level with the dwarfs': "Can you take me to find him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the German Shepherd, contrary to its usual behavior, bit the hem of the young man's clothes and pulled him back with all its might.
Chen Ling brushed the dog's head and asked, "Is it okay?"
Number Seven was the first to object: "Sorry, no."
How can the netherworld allow people to enter and exit at will? If the higher-ups knew that they were responsible, losing their chicken leg toys would be the least of their worries, but being thrown into the abyss and locked up would be the worst.
No. 13 held the family bucket and asked eagerly, "We are all family, of course we can."
Number Six also objected: "The underworld is full of evil spirits. If you get lost, we will lose ten heads if the gentleman holds us accountable."
Chicken number 12 nodded vigorously like pecking at rice.
Number 10 curled his lips and said, "Sixteen of us can't keep an eye on a living person? If this gets out, the Sun God will laugh to death!"
"Yes!" said No. 4, "The master and his future wife have been separated for a long time. They must miss each other very much. Bring her over. Maybe the master will be happy and give us a reward."
Number 7: "If I say no, then it's no!"
Number Five: "Pah, the boss hasn't spoken yet."
Number One looked embarrassed. On one side were his old brothers who had shared life and death with him, and on the other side was his future wife who was looking at him eagerly. Tsk, it was the first time that he was stared at by so many pairs of eyes. It was the first time that he experienced what it meant to be the center of attention. He couldn't help but feel a little flattered.
He said: "Then how about..."
"Woof!" The barking of a dog interrupted his words.
The German Shepherd bared its teeth, bit Chen Ling's clothes and tried to pull him back with all its might. After dragging for a while, it felt that there was no effect, so it changed to biting the young man's trouser legs.
Chen Ling leaned down and grabbed the soft and thick fur on the back of its neck. He stared into its eyes for a while and confirmed that the dog was still the stupid dog. Then he grabbed one of its ears and asked, "Did Jiang Yu ask you to stop me?"
Apart from pretending to be aloof, the German Shepherd can only act cute to attract the owner's attention, but its acting skills are terrible. When it heard this, it first froze up, then showed a blank expression, tilted its head, and looked like "I don't understand what you are saying."
Chen Ling loosened his hand and stroked his furry ears with his fingers. "Why? Does he have some shameful secret in the underworld? Why is he so afraid of me going there?"
Hearing this, Zhao Xunchang immediately sat up straight: "Are you really going?"
Chen Ling nodded firmly. In the past, Jiang Yu always accompanied him and protected him, so this time it was his turn.
He could also give him a shoulder, a warm hug, an intimate and tender kiss. Although he, a mere mortal, could not control the life and death of human flesh and bones, he could ask if it hurt. If it hurt, he would comfort him; if it didn't hurt, he would blow on his body and help wipe his wounds.
As long as he can do it, no matter how big or small the task is, he is willing to do it.
Chen Ling was a little uneasy at the master's expression: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Xunchang waved his hand, not having any objections, and even gave some advice: "You are a natural spirit, so you don't have to leave your body and then go to the underworld. As long as the gate to the underworld is open and there is someone to lead the way, you can bring your body in."
Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Master."
Zhao Xunchang shook his head, but still went to find a red string and tied one end to Chen Ling's right middle finger. "Going to the underworld is dangerous, especially when you encounter patrols by underworld soldiers or when a large number of dead souls are led into the underworld. You must remember that if you encounter danger, pull this rope immediately. When the bell connected to the rope rings, I will find a way to pull you back."
Number 7 was completely ignored: "I said you can't go! You can't go!"
The German Shepherd bit the trouser leg more and more desperately and pulled it back, making pitiful whimpering sounds from his mouth, trying to attract his owner's attention.
After Chen Ling took two difficult steps, he was exhausted. He squatted down and lifted up the big dog's head: "Jiang Yu, I know you can hear me."
After a pause, he lowered his eyes. Perhaps the breeze from outside disturbed the young man's tone, and his voice sounded a little trembling: "I just want to accompany you. Hell or the abyss is not scary to me. I will only ask you this once. Do you really not want me to find you?"
The German Shepherd blinked, and his eyes became deep and focused, as if everything around him disappeared and the only person left in the world was the person in front of him.
It raised its nose, and rubbed its wet nose against the young man's cheek, and then there was no movement.
Chen Ling was not in a hurry and waited patiently.
It was unknown how long it took before the German Shepherd responded again. It seemed to have been struggling and weighing the pros and cons for a long time before it finally stuck out its tongue and lowered its head to lick the young man's hand.
The invisible marriage line appeared on Chen Ling's wrist.
Zhao Xunchang raised his eyebrows. Well, he was afraid that his little apprentice would be lost, so he thought of tying a red string as a safety belt to make him feel at ease. It turned out that he was worrying too much.
He said, "Let's go."
Chen Ling touched the red line on his wrist, turned around to say goodbye to his parents, and followed the fifteen dwarfs out of the yard.
Number Seven was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot, but finally followed with a look as if he was about to cry.
He kept muttering along the way: "You will be punished for doing this!"
Number Two pointed at Chen Ling and said, "Brother, don't you see the marriage thread on Madam's hand? And Madam's hellhound is also leading the way, so stop comparing."
The hellhound followed Chen Ling closely, fearing that it would lose him.
Number 7 opened his mouth, then closed it unwillingly. After a while, he said irritably, "If I get punished, you guys have to take a few more lashes for me."
Number 7□□, who was walking beside him, echoed him: "Of course, of course."
Chen Ling followed the children and walked forward. When passing the foot of Yuhe Mountain, he saw a car coming from the front.
Wu Weiwei turned on the high beam and saw the people on the mountain road clearly. He quickly accelerated, stopped the car, opened the door and jumped out: "Brother Chen, where are you going in the middle of the night? I'll take you there."
Chen Ling glanced at the person in front of him.
After the fierce battle in Lanhu Village, Wu Weiwei suffered a lot of wounds. His cheeks, brow bones, and shoulders were covered with tiny cuts, which were obviously caused by the corpses.
He shook his head and raised his hand to draw a hemostatic spell on the long cut on Wu Weiwei's arm. "No need to send me, I can go by myself. When we get back, ask the master to give you some talisman water to drive away the corpse qi in your body."
When he was not cared for, Wu Weiwei could still hold himself together and comforted himself that he was a man and should not cry out in pain.
Now, being cared for by Brother Chen's gentle words, the panic when the corpse pounced on him, the fear when struggling with the evil spirit, and the vulnerability of wanting someone to care about him after being injured, were all revealed at this moment.
He hummed sullenly, and couldn't help asking again: "Really don't need to send it?"
Chen Ling pointed around and said, "No need, someone is coming with me."
Wu Weiwei glanced around his brother Chen. It was empty, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt inexplicably cold near his lower body, as if something was circling around him.
Chen Ling glared at number 16 who was running around Wu Weiwei with a smile, "No pranks allowed!"
Sixteen pouted in grievance, returned to the small group and held hands with his comrades, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Weiwei's face. Seeing that his expression became more and more frightened, Sixteen could not help but burst into laughter.
Chen Ling: “…”
Wu Weiwei was unsure where his brother Chen had gone to make new and terrible friends during the time they had been apart. He cleared his throat and reluctantly took a step toward the car door: "Brother Chen, I'm going back first."
Chen Ling couldn't help laughing at his expression of wanting to be comforted but being too embarrassed to show it. He took a step forward and hugged him from behind: "Are you scared today?"
"Actually... it's not that bad." Wu Weiwei was flattered. He couldn't remember the last time he was asked this question.
Chen Ling tightened his arms, put his palms on the back of Wu Weiwei's head, and rubbed it twice like a father doting on his son: "Be good, it's all over."
Wu Weiwei felt weird, but couldn't tell why. He thought it was probably because his brother Chen's tone was too kind
He shuddered violently and said hurriedly, "Brother Chen, if you have something urgent, please leave first."
Chen Ling had taken advantage of Wu Weiwei enough and was in a good mood. He let go of Wu Weiwei and said, "Wait for me to bring your brother Jiang back."
Wu Weiwei then noticed that it was so late and Brother Chen was actually going out alone with a group of ghosts, with a visible German Shepherd beside him, but Jiang Yu was not among them.
The scene of dark clouds gathering in the daytime and continuous thunder and lightning appeared in Wu Weiwei's mind. He realized something and opened his mouth to ask, but stopped at the last moment.
His intuition told him that something happened in Jiang Yu.
Not daring to delay Chen Ling any longer, Wu Weiwei pushed him forward and urged him, "Don't you have something to do? Hurry up and go."
But I was very confused. If he wanted to save someone, why didn't Brother Chen drive or call a taxi, but instead chose to walk
After returning to the courtyard and asking Zhao Xunchang, I found out that Chen Ling was not going to the world of the living, but the underworld.
Wu Weiwei glanced at the closed courtyard door, walked over to open it, and stared at the dark mountain road outside: "The door to go home must be kept open."
Zhao Xunchang invited the Chen couple to go to Chen Ling's room to rest, then turned around and waved at Wu Weiwei, saying, "Go to sleep. They will be back safely."
Surrounded by the night wandering gods, Chen Ling walked along the mountain road.
He knew that the road under his feet was completely different from the winding mountain road during the day. He still felt solid when he stepped on it, but the surrounding scenery became hazy.
Except for the road, everything else was covered with a veil.
Soon, even the road under our feet changed, with mist growing and lingering all around.
Chen Ling gradually felt that the night-wandering gods surrounding him began to become serious. He looked down and saw that the children's expressions were indeed grim.
"Are we almost there?" he asked.
The sound is not loud, but it echoes.
Night Walker No. 3 said: "We have already set foot on the Netherworld Road."
Chen Ling nodded and walked with full concentration, not daring to be distracted for even a moment.
The people passing by on the Netherworld Road were either ghosts or spirits. The yin energy was thick, and the temperature was getting lower and lower as he went forward. In less than half an hour, Chen Ling felt that all the muscles in his body were frozen, and his lips began to tremble uncontrollably.
The German Shepherd whimpered and licked the young man's fingers hanging by his side, his eyes full of heartache.
Chen Ling only took one look at it and knew that it was Jiang Yu who occupied the big dog's consciousness at this time.
He squatted down, hugged the German Shepherd and rubbed it: "I'm not cold, really."
The German Shepherd let out a whimper, probably realizing that such a coquettish cry was not in line with its usual image. It stiffened its body, quickly closed its mouth, and let out an ambiguous nasal sound from its nose.
Chen Ling smiled and held its mouth, wanting to kiss it, but the German Shepherd dodged him, so Chen Ling kissed its soft cheek instead.
The night wanderers had no idea that the German Shepherd's heart had changed to Jiang Yu. They just felt that the deliberate coquettish and cute look was too rare to see, and they couldn't help but form a circle and kept clicking their tongues at the man and dog in the center.
Although he knew he was being intimate with a dog, Chen Ling still blushed. In comparison, the German Shepherd was in full dominance, with red light in his eyes and a fierce growl before attacking.
The playful expressions on the faces of the night wandering gods froze collectively. They gathered around Chen Ling and pushed him forward, shouting, "Hurry up, hurry up, the door of the underworld will close at the first crow of the cock."
Chen Ling was pushed and staggered. He quickly steadied himself and quickened his pace.
Ever since the German Shepherd showed that frightening expression, there has been a murderous aura lingering around it. The children no longer dared to make jokes and it returned to its cold expression.
Finally, before the first cockcrow, Chen Ling arrived at the gate of the underworld.
Smoke was curling outside the gate, and from time to time one could see the confused souls of the dead walking inside as they were being led by the underworld.
It was pitch black inside the gate, and the souls that stepped through the gate quickly disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
Number 7 led the way in front, and without turning his head, he said to the fifteen brothers behind him: "Keep an eye on the people."
Chen Ling didn't understand at first, but when he followed the Night Walker through the seemingly ordinary red-painted gate, a thick darkness appeared before his eyes.
The darkness swallowed him up and there was deathly silence all around him.
In order to make him feel more secure, the German Shepherd would always rub the young man's legs with its body intentionally or unintentionally when walking. The night wanderers also began to speak in a low voice, comforting him not to be afraid.
Knowing that he was safe, Chen Ling calmed down and his past life experiences began to appear before his eyes.
Happiness, depression, sadness, fear, every life experience was like a movie projected onto the screen, fast-forwarding past his eyes, making him feel very unreal. Many of the trivial things in it would have been forgotten by him long ago if it weren't for today's encounter.
This dark area is used for contemplation and reflection on past life.
Although he couldn't see it, Chen Ling still touched the German Shepherd's head accurately.
The young man inserted his fingertips into the thick fur, kneading it gently, and staring at the memory scene sliding in front of him without blinking, "I remember this place. At that time, I had just accepted the order from the Jiang family. I was very happy. Who would have thought that I would run into you while walking on the street at night."
Seeing something else, Chen Ling's face suddenly fell, "I haven't forgotten this either. It's ok that you suddenly showed up to scare me, but why did you pinch my neck!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his fingertips were licked wet by the dog's tongue.
He gritted his teeth and was about to say something harsh when he saw a blushing scene, which was the scene of him acting as a magician for Jiang Yu.
Chen Ling: “…”
Even things like this in the underworld require people to review them!
Too indecent!
My mood was up and down along the way, but the ink-like darkness before my eyes finally ended and a ray of light came.
The light was not dazzling and the color was soft. When I got closer to Chen Ling, I found that it was a hanging paper lantern emitting a faint white light.
Number Seven said, “This is a ghost town.”
Ghosts leave this world every day. Those wandering souls who have got number tags but have not yet reached the time to reincarnate will stay here temporarily.
The ghost town was orderly and bustling, with people hawking goods in the streets and alleys.
Chen Ling followed the Night Wanderer to the residence of the Ghost King in Ghost Town. After being introduced, he followed the Ghost King to the inner court.
This is the Ghost King of the North, who is responsible for guarding and watching over the northern gates of the underworld and the ghost town. He is tall and mighty, speaks in a gruff voice, but has a worldly personality that loves gossip.
The Northern Ghost King said with a smile: "I have heard of Mr. Chen's name for a long time. Today I see that he is indeed a handsome man with a beautiful appearance."
Chen Ling: “…”
The Ghost King did not wait for the young man to speak, and continued impatiently: "Sir, how old are you this year? Do you have any elderly people at home? Do you have any real estate, ancestral houses, or savings?"
Chen Ling: “…”
Although No. 7 was afraid of his superior Zhuang Wei, he couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Sir, you are asking too much."
The Ghost King slapped his forehead and said, "That's too offensive. My fault, my fault."
Chen Ling moved the corners of his mouth and uttered two words dryly: "No."
Ghost King: "Sir, you are very generous and magnanimous. You are a perfect match for our Master."
Chen Ling's key point is at the end, "I think so too."
The Ghost King had never seen anyone praise him like this before, and was stunned for a moment, then he cleared his throat and said, "I'll take you to see the Emperor first."
Each of the four directions of the underworld has its own commander, and the Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu in the north is the one with the highest status among them. He lives on Luofeng Mountain for a long time, and basically leaves the affairs of the northern territory to his subordinates.
Chen Ling arrived at the foot of Luofeng Mountain, looked up at the ladder embedded in the towering mountain, and his heart was pounding.
Fortunately, as soon as I raised my foot, a bearded man appeared in front of me.
The Northern Ghost Emperor bowed hastily and saluted: "Great Emperor."
The German Shepherd, who had been following silently, blew out air through his nose and turned his head away, with no intention of saluting.
Chen Ling glared at it awkwardly and tried to salute, but was helped by the King of Fengdu.
Perhaps because of the beard, Chen Ling always felt that the man in front of him was a bit fierce, and there was also a kind of reservedness when facing an elder. "Greetings, Emperor Beiyin."
The Emperor of Fengdu nodded, narrowed his eyes, and a few wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes. "I know the purpose of your trip. Let's go. I will go with you."
Seeing the other party turn around, Chen Ling immediately followed.
The German Shepherd raised its foot to try to catch up, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. No matter how it scratched, it was useless.
The Northern Ghost King knew he had no right to follow, so he just stood there and watched.
When he glanced at the faintly visible red string on the young man's wrist, he smiled and sighed: "Our old bachelor has finally found someone to marry him."
The German Shepherd turned his head and bared his teeth at him, then pounced on him without saying a word and tore the Northern Ghost King's favorite robe into pieces.
With the guidance of the King of Fengdu, they reached the top of Luofeng Mountain in the blink of an eye.
This place is icy all around, but it's not cold at all. As far as the eye can see, you can see the bustling ghost town and the majestic mountains surrounding it.
Chen Ling followed quietly behind. His calm heartbeat became rapid without him noticing. He quickly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Nervous?" The deep and powerful voice of Emperor Fengdu came.
Chen Ling smiled embarrassedly: "A little bit."
He licked his lips and asked in a low voice: "How is his injury?"
"The physical wounds are nothing." Fengdu Emperor said, "What matters is the evil energy gathered in his body."
Chen Ling pursed his lips and suppressed his worries: "Can it be removed or suppressed?"
The Emperor of Fengdu gave him an ambiguous look: "That depends on you."
Chen Ling was stunned: "Look at me?"
Fengdu Emperor: "Do you know why he stayed in the world of the living to protect the Jiang family?"
Chen Ling shook his head honestly.
"He was born with evil in his body and a strong sense of malice. If it weren't for the careful guidance of Emperor Dongyue, he would have been possessed by the devil long ago." Emperor Fengdu wiped his beard and recalled with narrowed eyes, "Maybe he was born in a non-human form. He is indifferent to other people's emotions and life safety, has no empathy, and even less compassion..."
How can a person without compassion save the world
For this reason, Emperor Dongyue personally brought Jiang Yu to the human world and selected a kind farmer to send him a sample, hoping that he could truly experience the warmth and coldness of the world.
That farmer was Jiang Shengxing’s ancestor.
The farmer accepted the "immortal's" entrustment and treated Jiang Yu like his own son. After he passed away, it was unknown whether Jiang Yu was truly grateful for the kindness of his "adoptive parents" or felt that the world was boring, so he chose to be buried with the farmer and his wife.
But because he was not a real member of the Jiang family, he did not want to be buried in the ancestral tomb, so he asked the descendants of the farmers to choose another place for him to be buried.
He sleeps underground forever, and when he wakes up, he gets up to look around, walk around, and experience the city life.
At this point, Fengdu Emperor smiled and said, "Perhaps the various situations in the world really moved him. When he woke up one day, it happened to be the birthday of Emperor Dongyue, and the father and son met... By the way, you may not know that Emperor Dongyue adopted Jiang Yu as his adopted son. When the two were talking, they somehow talked about marriage..."
Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat, wondering if this was some melodramatic marriage proposal scene.
As expected, Fengdu Emperor stroked his beard and said, "Although that boy has a calm personality, he is still a young man after all. He actually took the initiative to ask about his marriage."
Chen Ling was silent for a moment, then asked, "Excuse me, how many years ago was that?"
The Emperor of Fengdu raised his head and thought for a few seconds, "March 28, two hundred and thirty-six years ago, according to the lunar calendar."
Chen Ling: “…”
Who would have thought that the ancestor had been waiting for him as her fiancé for more than two hundred and twenty years!
Fengdu Emperor seemed to see what the young man was thinking, and said with a smile: "That boy is just a stuffy person."
I didn't expect that the high and mighty Emperor Beiyin could actually say something so down-to-earth. Chen Ling unconsciously became less reserved and agreed, "A little bit."
Fengdu Emperor continued, "Dongyue Emperor read his fortune for him and said that the opportunity had not yet arrived and asked him to wait."
His eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled, and he said in a teasing tone, "Guess what he said?"
Chen Ling thought for a moment, "How long did he say he would wait?"
"That's true." Fengdu Emperor smiled and shook his head, "I happened to have something to report to the Emperor at the time, and I saw that guy pretending to be calm even though he was clearly very anxious. Oh, don't mention it, it was so awkward."
Chen Ling looked at the King of Fengdu with a beaming face and felt a little complicated. He felt that the tone of the King's voice when talking to him was becoming more and more like casual conversation.
He smiled and asked, "And then?"
"Then, Emperor Dongyue said..." Emperor Fengdu looked at Chen Ling with a meaningful smile, "You will know when he appears."
Chen Ling recalled the first time he went to the Jiang family to visit their ancestral grave. It was at that time that Jiang Yu knew that the person on the other end of the red line was him.
"Tsk, why are you blushing?" The Emperor of Fengdu raised his hand and patted Chen Ling's shoulder, saying casually, "We will be a family from now on. If you need anything, just tell your uncle. Don't be polite."
Jiang Yu's mouth is tighter than a clam shell. It's unclear how long it will take for him to call her uncle.
But his fiancé is different. You can tell at first glance that he is a well-behaved, sensible and coaxing man.
Chen Ling's face was hot, and he realized belatedly that his current situation was similar to meeting his mother-in-law. His face became even hotter, and he obediently said, "Thank you, uncle."
The Emperor of Fengdu smiled widely, "Ever since he's been with you, that kid doesn't say it, but I can feel that his mood and emotions are different from before."
He was tall and strong, and had to bend down to reach Chen Ling's ear. "I'll tell you something in secret. Last time, he was furious because of your injury, and I sent someone to force him back to copy scriptures to calm his anger... Tsk, I've known him for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen him copying so seriously."
Chen Ling didn't understand.
Fengdu Emperor pointed out: "Too much evil energy will hurt you, so he tried his best to suppress himself. That's why I said that whether he wants to remove or suppress the evil energy in his body this time, it depends on you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gentle and generous expression on his face suddenly faded.
Chen Ling's mood did not change so quickly. By the time he noticed it, the stone road paved with white jade under his feet had already disappeared and turned into scarlet soil.
The Emperor of Fengdu took him to step onto the soil, and instantly, Chen Ling smelled a strong smell of blood.
The smell stimulated his sense of smell crazily and was nauseating.
The Emperor of Fengdu was completely different from before. He raised his hand and pointed, saying in a cold voice: "That is the sea of blood, a sea of blood formed by the blood rivers of hell. Every drop of blood in it carries countless resentments and hatreds."
Chen Ling's heart tightened, as if it was pricked by a needle.
He suddenly understood why Jiang Yu always liked to bury his face in his neck and breathe and smell hard.
Because he is the gathering of the spiritual energy of Yuhe Mountain, and because he carries the breath of thousands of lives.
To the abyss of death, such a breath is like warm sunshine in the cold winter.
Chen Ling curled up his fingers and looked at the endless sea of blood in front of him. He did not feel depressed or frightened because of the vast area, but only anxious and happy.
He thought that when he saw Jiang Yu, he must hug him tightly.
The blood sea was at the edge of the blood-colored mud. The dark red viscous liquid seemed to be boiling in a fire, bubbling up continuously. If you looked carefully, you could see that some human faces would occasionally emerge in the water.
It is a human form formed by deep evil energy.
They opened their mouths but no sound came out, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The Emperor of Fengdu sent the man to the edge of the sea of blood, and his palm fell on Chen Ling's shoulder, pushing him forward slightly: "Go."
There was only a depressing dark red color in front of him, and no road. Chen Ling was about to turn back to ask, when his feet suddenly shook. An endless bridge made of wooden planks appeared out of thin air, hanging above the sea of blood.
Chen Ling stepped on it without any hesitation.
The wooden bridge was stable, but it could not withstand the things that were constantly rising and falling from the sticky liquid below.
The "people" transformed by violence, evil spirits, and even resentment seemed to go crazy when they smelled the breath of living people. They stretched out their hands frantically from below, and slapped the wooden bridge with bloody palm prints.
In order not to disturb the ghosts and evil spirits in the underworld, Chen Ling did not carry any talismans or magical instruments to exorcise evil spirits. Faced with countless evil spirits who wanted to drag him down, he could only take a conservative approach to avoid them.
The wooden bridge was narrow and Chen Ling had limited space to dodge, and he was caught by a bloody, blue-white ghost hand without being careful.
Just when he wanted to bite his fingers to drive it away, the red spot on his wrist that occasionally appeared suddenly brightened and brought a burning sensation.
The bloody hand seemed to be burned thoroughly by an invisible fire. In an instant, it turned black and disintegrated, turning into black dust and falling back into the sea of blood.
Chen Ling lowered his head, touched the marriage line, and continued walking forward.
The sea of blood is boundless, and walking alone on it always makes one feel insignificant. Chen Ling did not calculate how far he had walked or how long it had taken, he only knew that the person he wanted to see was waiting for him.
The wooden bridge extended forward with his steps, and the evil spirits, who were like hungry wolves, impatiently trying to drag the strangers on the bridge off, no longer made any rash moves.
They moved along Chen Ling's trajectory, watching him eagerly, but did not dare to attack recklessly. Their unwillingness to give up eyes revealed strong fear.
Chen Ling looked up at the sky. The sky over the sea of blood was gray-red and very dim.
He lowered his head and drooped his legs. Just as he was about to lift his feet to continue walking, he unexpectedly discovered that the wooden bridge suddenly stopped extending.
At the end of the road, a long-haired man was soaking in a sea of blood with his back to him.
Chen Ling started running, his shoes making a creaking sound as they stepped on the wooden bridge. Finally, he stopped at the end and stretched out a hand to touch the person in the water.
"Jiang Yu." He bit his lip, trying to suppress his inner excitement, "I'm here to take you home."
Jiang Yu seemed unconscious. His eyelashes moved, and a drop of blood rolled down and dripped into the blood. Because he was not a living person, he did not need to breathe deliberately. At this moment, he was more like a cold statue than a human.
Chen Ling stretched his arm as far as he could and finally touched the other's wet head. His hair was very long and slid down his cold white back, floating in the blood.
"Jiang Yu." He called again softly, "Can you hear me?"
Jiang Yu opened his eyes, his pupils were empty. Chen Ling was stunned. The scene in front of him was exactly the same as when Jiang Yu took the evil energy into his body in Pingshan.
Chen Ling knew that he should have no reaction to the outside world now. The previous exorcism of evil spirits for him through the marriage line was probably a subconscious action.
Chen Ling smiled at the man's cold face: "If you don't talk to me, then I'll talk to you."
He looked down at the wooden bridge below him and frowned: "Just a little further forward..."
Jiang Yu's pupils moved, and his arm slid across the water and his body moved closer to Chen Ling.
Chen Ling opened his eyes wide in surprise and reached out to touch the man's head: "So good."
Jiang Yu was motionless, with black veins spreading from his underwater body all the way up to his cheeks. Chen Ling did not feel scared, but touched his face gently, feeling the other's cold body temperature, he frowned and said, "Does it hurt?"
Not surprisingly, there was no response.
Chen Ling sighed, wrapped his arms around his knees and sat down. He thought for a moment, then took off his shoes and socks without any disgust, rolled up his trouser legs, and put his feet and calves into the sea of blood.
The sticky liquid wrapped around his skin, with a slight warmth.
He glanced at the evil spirits that were surrounding him but didn't dare to approach him, smiled softly, leaned over and kissed Jiang Yu on the face: "My husband is so powerful, they don't dare to come over when you are here."
Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, and after a while he closed them again.
Chen Ling sat on the wooden bridge, his calves swinging, his eyes fixed on the man's face.
The eye contact was far from enough to ease his longing, so Chen Ling stretched out a finger, and moved it down from the man's brow, passing through the brow and nose bridge, and stopped at the soft peak of the lips below.
Press down and then release, the light-colored lips will have a more beautiful red color, making the wooden man more human.
Chen Ling fell in love with such pranks.
Hold the man's face with both hands, squeeze it in the middle and rub it.
These things that he had not dared to try before because the other party was too cold, he did them all at once today. Looking at the lips that were pouting because of the actions in his hands, Chen Ling couldn't help but laughed.
He thought that if he could torture his ancestor like this every day, it would be no problem for him to stay in the sea of blood for ten days or half a month.
There is no day or night in the underworld, the sky is gray no matter morning or evening.
The same is true for the Sea of Blood.
Chen Ling played in Jiangyu for a while and estimated that a long time had passed, but strangely, he was not hungry at all. Perhaps because he entered the underworld as a living person, his time seemed to have stopped at the moment he stepped into the gate of the underworld. He was not hungry, nor was he thirsty.
This is a good thing. He doesn't want to walk across the wooden bridge again just to find food and drink.
As time went by, although Jiang Yu had not yet fully regained consciousness, he was more responsive to the outside world than before.
For example, when Chen Ling called his name, he would slightly lower his head. When Chen Ling stood up and moved around, perhaps because he was afraid that the young man would leave, he would suddenly reach out his hand from the blood and grab his trouser leg.
Chen Ling couldn't do anything about him. Sometimes when he was tired, he would change his sitting position so that he could always keep a certain distance from the other person.
"Let's go hiking when you wake up." Chen Ling used his fingers to comb the man's long hair and complained, "I've been staying in the sea of blood with you for so long, my bones are almost rusted. Let's go and exercise when the time comes."
Jiang Yu tilted his head and pursed his thin lips.
Over the past few days, the evil energy in his body seemed to have been suppressed a little, and those black veins that occasionally appeared never appeared again.
Chen Ling put down a bunch of hair, picked up another one, and whispered, "We can bring some sandwiches and fruits up there, spread out a picnic blanket, and put a tent next to it. When it gets light, we can watch the first sunrise on the top of the mountain."
Talking to an unresponsive piece of wood for a long time will always feel a bit suffocating.
Chen Ling pushed Jiang Yu's head hard and said viciously, "You've been making me angry lately. When we go to climb the mountain, you carry me on your back as punishment."
Time passed quickly as she muttered to herself and fixed the man's hair.
The biological clock in his body rang, Chen Ling stretched, opened his mouth and yawned, and the wet hair in his hands slipped from his palms and returned to the water.
He curled up his legs and stared blankly in the direction of Jiang Yu.
I felt sleepy and my vision gradually became blurry.
Chen Ling didn't notice that his long hair, which had fallen back into the water, climbed up the wooden bridge along the support at the bottom of the wooden bridge and gently wrapped around his ankles.
Sleepiness finally defeated the young man's will, and he fell into a deep sleep.
I slept long and comfortably this time. I was no longer afraid to fall into a deep sleep as before because the wooden bridge was too hard or I was afraid that I would turn over and fall into the sea of blood.
He felt his body being embedded in a warm embrace, and the familiar sense of security returned to his body, making his sleep deep and sweet.
Faintly, something touched my ear, it was wet and slightly warm.
Chen Ling was in a daze and didn't want to open his eyes, but the vigilance in his subconscious was screaming at him that he was in a dark sea of blood and was surrounded by dangers.
His heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes suddenly, meeting a pair of light-colored eyes with a gentle smile.
Chen Ling felt that there must be something wrong with his heart. After stagnating for a second, his heart suddenly started beating wildly.
His mind was in a mess and he had so many things to say, but he couldn't utter a single word.
I just stared blankly at the person in front of me, afraid that it was an illusion, or that I was still in a dream.
Jiang Yu hugged him tightly, lowered his head and pressed it against him, licking his lower lips ambiguously, reminding him that this was not a dream but reality.
Chen Ling had never experienced such an intense kiss. He felt that his mind and thoughts were all messed up. He hugged Jiang Yu's neck tightly, like a drowning man hugging the last life-saving driftwood. Between their lips and teeth, he choked and said, "Are you awake?"
Jiang Yu stopped kissing, nuzzled Chen Ling's face affectionately, and whispered, "Wake up."
He laughed softly, and the vibration from his chest made Chen Ling feel inexplicably shy. He was reluctant to let go, and hugged the other's neck tightly again, feeling the familiar body temperature.
The man's body was covered in blood, but he didn't find it smelly at all.
In a way, he even appreciated it.
Jiang Yu caressed the young man's back tenderly, bent down to kiss his temples, and said softly, "Baby, take me home."
Chen Ling raised his head, tilted his head back and kissed the other person's lips, his eyes curved with a smile.
He said, "Okay, let's go home."