Shanshui was about to cry. She glanced at the Wuchuan River, which was gradually returning to its calm state, and then at Yu Zhengzheng, who was smiling: "Hurry, hurry up!"
If they don't leave here, I'm afraid they will both die in the Wuchuan River today.
Yu Zhengzheng thought Shanshui was losing her balance, so she urged her to move forward. She held the spiritual grass in one hand and Shanshui's hand in the other, and dragged Shanshui steadily across the single-plank bridge.
Shanshui originally wanted to run back with Yu Zhengzheng, but she didn't expect that Yu Zhengzheng directly pulled her across the river. She seemed to feel waves of cold and murderous air coming from behind.
It's too late to go back now.
Even if he died, Shanshui didn't want to die in the Wuchuan River. At least if he was killed directly by the king, there would be a corpse. If he entered the Wuchuan River, there would be nothing left.
Shanshui pulled the unaware Yu Zhengzheng and ran towards the Luan Palace. As long as they stayed away from the Wuchuan River, the king would surely not throw them in.
Yu Zhengzheng had just stepped off the single-plank bridge and before she could stand firmly, Shanshui dragged her towards the Luan Palace like a dead dog. If the ground had not been covered with snow, she would have been half dead by the time she was dragged there.
She ate a mouthful of snowflakes, her face darkened as she said, "Shanshui, why are you running..."
Before she could finish her words, she turned around and saw the mountains and rivers transformed into a luxurious carved mahogany coffin, and not far from the coffin, a man covered in black and dirt.
Yu Zhengzheng: “…”
She looked at the man whose true face she couldn't see, and asked tentatively, "Are you... the Ghost King?"
He was all black and had a faint smell of iron. Could it be that he accidentally fell into the toilet while taking a shit
Without answering her, he raised his hand slightly. A cluster of three-foot-high icy frost appeared in his palm, and his dark eyes were full of murderous intent.
She became more and more courageous and even dared to kick him into the Wuchuan River.
He hadn't had the chance to settle accounts with her for wasting his dragon spinal cord that day, but today she came to him seeking death.
Yu Zhengzheng looked at the more than one-meter-long icicle and her calves shivered. Needless to say, this man was definitely the Ghost King.
Did he want to kill her to silence her because she found out he fell into the toilet
Isn't the Ghost King a god? Why do gods poop
She is so unlucky that even giving a bracelet as a gift can lead to such a thing...
Yu Zhengzheng took off the communication bracelet on her wrist, tears falling one by one, her head almost drooping into the snow: "I came here to give you the communication bracelet, I didn't see anything! If you are worried, I will leave the Ghost Sect right now and never step into the world of immortal cultivation in this life..."
Rong Shang was indifferent to her nagging. Even if the king of heaven came today, he would send her to the west.
The moment the ice spike slipped out of his hand, thunder rumbled over the Luan Palace, accompanied by roaring thunder and dense blue-purple lightning lighting up in the sky.
It's going to rain.
His face was pale. He held his cold hands and glanced at Yu Zhengzheng who was crying and holding her head in her arms: "Get up and follow me in."
He walked into the Luan Palace first, and when he came to her side, he stretched out his legs and kicked the mahogany coffin: "And you."
By the time Yu Zhengzheng reacted, he had already disappeared.
Shanshui might have been so frightened that he couldn't return to his original form for a long time. Yu Zhengzheng had no choice but to carry the coffin into Luan Palace.
Not long after entering, the sound of raindrops could be heard outside the hall. A layer of icy barrier enveloped the entire Luan Hall, isolating the sound of thunder and lightning that resounded through the sky.
A faint voice came from the inner hall: "Come in."
Yu Zhengzheng understood that he was going to take a bath again.
She wiped the wet corners of her eyes. Last time he asked her to apply shit-soaked M&Ms on his back, but this time he was covered in feces. Where should she start
The mountains and rivers could not be changed back, so she could only go in alone.
Yu Zhengzheng took the small steps of an eighty-year-old woman and walked into the inner hall tremblingly.
He was dressed in black just now, but now he has returned to his original appearance, except that the corners of his white robe seemed to be stained with a little scarlet, which looked a little creepy.
Yu Zhengzheng just took a quick glance at his back and then quickly lowered her head.
She thought he might have hemorrhoids.
Rong Shang took off his outer robe and walked into the hot spring with his upper body naked: "Bring the medicine."
His voice was a little hoarse, and his big hands grasping the edge of the pool trembled twice imperceptibly. He used up all his strength and reluctantly sat down in the hot spring.
The dragon's spinal cord is almost used up. If he hasn't found the woman's child by the next thunderstorm...
A ferocious look flashed in Rong Shang's eyes. As long as the Donghuang clan was not destroyed, he would not be able to rest in peace even if he died. That woman and her son must die.
The red medicine bottle was still where Yu Zhengzheng had placed it last time. She took a pill from the bottle and walked over carefully.
This time the hot spring was filled with cold water, without the mist, so she could clearly see his arm resting on the edge of the pool.
His skin was as white and delicate as jade, and the blood vessels buried under his wrists were clearly visible. His long and thin fingers tapped the edge of the pool and he gently bent his knuckles.
Just looking at this arm, the Ghost King doesn't look like an octogenarian at all. Instead, he looks more like a young man in his twenties.
A low cough interrupted her thoughts. She suddenly woke up and quickly took the pills and applied them on his back.
His back seemed even more shocking than that day. The black rune spells were faintly tinged with blood red, and the long, ugly scars winding along his spine made him look even more hideous.
Yu Zhengzheng noticed that something was wrong with him. When she was applying the medicine, his arms remained tense, as if he was enduring some unspeakable pain.
She subconsciously sped up her movements and quickly applied the pills all over his back: "It's done."
His expression did not relax. He turned his head to meet her eyes. "Get out. No one is allowed to come in without my order."
Yu Zhengzheng was caught off guard when she saw his face. He was not the greasy middle-aged man as she had imagined, nor was he a handsome young man.
None of the facial features are ugly, but when put together they form an ordinary face, so ordinary that you will forget it after just one look.
She was still somewhat disappointed. When she saw his snow-white skin just now, she automatically imagined a stunning face for him.
Now when I see the real person, I just feel a sense of melancholy that my online love has failed.
On the surface, he was quite satisfied with her reaction. During the one thousand years that he had disappeared, he often appeared in public with a mask, and this was his favorite face.
He was too lazy to disguise his appearance, so what could she do even if she knew his identity
If you don't want it to spread, just kill her.
But just as the thunder started, he changed his mind.
News came from the South China Sea that the human world had found the trace of the mother and son. He monitored the weather for the next five days and found that there would be thunderstorms in the human world in the near future.
He needs someone to apply the medicine to him.
A person who is so weak that he can be killed at will.
Yu Zhengzheng looked at him for a moment, then quickly lowered her head.
She wanted to ask him if she and Shanshui could go, but she didn't dare to speak because he didn't seem to be in a good mood.
In the end, she didn't dare to ask and walked out of the inner hall obediently.
The mountain still looked like a coffin, but its head and hands and feet had been restored. It looked like a coffin had grown hands and feet, which was very strange.
Seeing Yu Zhengzheng intact, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Zhengzheng, I'm glad you're okay."
Yu Zhengzheng originally wanted to ask Shanshui what was going on, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she remembered the Ghost King in the inner hall next door, so she had to swallow the words back.
The communication bracelet on Shanshui's wrist lit up, but the mouth of her coffin was wide and the distance between her two arms was too far, so she couldn't reach the communication bracelet even if she stretched out her hand.
Yu Zhengzheng pressed it for her. Perhaps because of the barrier, the green light could not be projected at all. She could only vaguely hear the sound coming from the other end.
"Where did you go?"
It was Xiang Feng’s voice.
When Shanshui heard his master's voice, tears started streaming down his face: "Master, I'm in Luan Palace. I'm so scared."
Xiang Feng was silent for a moment: "Don't cry, I'll come to find you."
Shanshui shook his head: "I am with Miss Zhengzheng, Master can just wait for me at home."
Xiang Feng was about to say something when, affected by the barrier, the faint green light on the communication bracelet suddenly disappeared and the conversation was cut off.
Yu Zhengzheng patted Shanshui's coffin belly and said, "Don't be afraid. The Ghost King has gone to bed. I'll stay with you."
Shanshui turned over with difficulty: "Miss Zhengzheng, open the cover and come in to sleep for a while. When the king wakes up tomorrow, maybe you can go out."
Yu Zhengzheng looked at the shiny coffin lid: "..."
Shanshui: "You're welcome. I sleep very comfortably. My master likes to sleep with me the most."
Yu Zhengzheng: “???”
She was about to decline Shanshui's offer when the communication bracelet on her wrist suddenly lit up.
Yu Zhengzheng hesitated. He had just said that she was not allowed to enter the inner hall.
She didn't dare answer his calls, but she was afraid that it would delay his work and he would blame her.
After hesitating for a while, she still held the communication bracelet and walked to the door of the inner hall: "Are you asleep? Someone is looking for you..."
Yu Zhengzheng shouted several times towards the inner hall, but received no response.
She poked her head inside and was about to give up, but her eyes inadvertently swept across the man lying outside the hot spring.
Yu Zhengzheng was stunned. Did he fall asleep directly on the ground
She hesitated for a moment, then tiptoed towards the hot spring.
As long as she threw the communication bracelet next to him, he wouldn't be able to blame her even if something was delayed.
The inner hall was as cold as usual. She was wearing a white robe to keep warm, so she didn't feel anything. However, the fingers of the Ghost King, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be frozen.
She originally thought it was an illusion, but when she got closer, she found that his naked upper body had been frozen to the thin ice on the ground, as if it had been glued with 502 glue.
A layer of fine frost had formed on his long, thick eyelashes. She could not hear his breathing at all. He was as dead as a man.
Whether the Ghost King lives or dies has nothing to do with her.
It would be better if he died, as that would be a relief to the six realms.
Yu Zhengzheng half-knelt and silently threw the communication bracelet beside him. Just as she was about to get up and leave, she heard an inaudible murmur.
"Mom, don't go."