Chapter 87 Ghost World

The gloomy wind whistled around.

They fell straight into the depths of the thick fog. The gate of the ghost world felt the arrival of the living, fell into rage, and tried everything to stop it.

Another round of offensive, thick fog rhythm, with almost boiling sea water rushing towards the face.

However, over a hundred years later, Jingxian has studied it over and over again, listened to its rhythm, and spied on its flaws.

He held Lu Yingjiu in one hand and stretched out the other—

The sharp wind immediately entangled, scratching blood on his articulated hand, and the bones were deeply visible. He didn't change his face, he didn't even raise his brows, the weird black mark climbed up on his hand, and when he squeezed it lightly, tons of sea water split from the middle, as if it was cut off by an invisible giant blade.

The yin wind supported them, no matter how furious the ghost gate was, no matter how towering the waves were, they still shuttled in the gap, fluttering like a swallow.

It just kept falling.

Jingxian's body continued to add wounds, and the wounds continued to heal themselves.From the beginning to the end, he never let Lu Yingjiu suffer any damage.

The wind blew Lu Yingjiu's hair into a mess, and he half-squinted his eyes, still maintaining his vigilance under this circumstance.

The talisman was held in his hand.

The blood smudges the white and dark yellow paper, which saves the step of cutting the palm of the hand.

Just when another gust of wind came and was about to tear Jingxian's flesh apart...

The back of Jingxian's outstretched hand froze.

The soft light enveloped his hand, which was icy cold, removing the strength of the wind.

This time, his injuries were far less terrifying, only a few minor abrasions.

At the same time, more talisman papers flew down like fire and rain, brightly illuminating the road ahead.

After the fall, they cooperated tacitly.

The eyes flickered brightly and dimly, and the surrounding scene sometimes looked like a deep sea, sometimes like a cloud.

After an unknown time, Lu Yingjiu's body suddenly weighed—

The strong gravity grabbed them, the sea water, ghost hands and fog disappeared, leaving only darkness around.

The darkness is very pure.

Like the bottom of the abyss, and like... Jing Xian's deep eyes.

The feeling of weightlessness came, and they fell straight, and after ten seconds, they smashed to the ground.

To be precise, it was Jingxian who smashed to the ground.

Lu Yingjiu fell on him, the buffer was good, and nothing happened - if Jingxian was a human, then he must have brought extremely serious secondary damage to Jingxian.

Lu Yingjiu hurriedly raised his head.

Jing Xian was covered in blood, but his eyes were closed!

At this moment, Lu Yingjiu panicked, and subconsciously reached out to check Jingxian's breathing.

Not breathing!

No heartbeat either!

His hands and feet were cold and numb.

The so-called concern is chaos, he didn't even think of it, the ghosts can't breathe and heartbeat.

"Jingxian?" he shouted, "Jingxian, don't you scare me?"

"..." Jing Xian's lips moved slightly.

Lu Yingjiu was overjoyed and hurried forward to listen.

I only heard Jingxian say: "Artificial respiration, artificial respiration..."

Lu Yingjiu: ?

Even if his mind was messed up, he felt something was wrong and asked, "What did you say?"

Jing Xian's voice became louder: "Artificial respiration, I want artificial respiration!" After speaking, he grabbed Lu Yingjiu's hand with astonishing strength, "I'm about to die, give me a quick kiss!"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He finally regained his senses, and greeted Jing Xian with a snap: "Breathe you big bastard."

Jing Xian was slapped in vain, and immediately opened his eyes, there was no sense of weakness, he was clearly alive and well.

He said, "How can you die without saving me? I can't let you be a widow at such a young age."

"It's a widower." Lu Yingjiu said angrily, "Is it interesting to scare me? You really... um."

He was rolled over by Jingxian and pressed to the ground, and kissed him deeply.

This kiss can't be called quiet and beautiful.

The two were bloodied and their clothes were scattered. When the lips and teeth are intertwined, even the tip of the tongue seems to taste a hint of rust, but no one minds this, and the kiss is inseparable, as if all the words are conveyed with warm eyes.

When the kiss was over, Lu Yingjiu reached out and stroked the corner of Jing Xian's lips.

Without further ado, the two smiled at each other.

Jingxian stood up first, and stretched out his hand to pull Lu Yingjiu up.

"Ow!" came a familiar voice.

The round hair balls grabbed onto Jing Xian's shoulder at some point, and rolled into Lu Yingjiu's arms.

When Jing Xian came, the black beast turned back into a dumpling and stayed in his arms all the time.

The ghost world is full of yin, and its injuries are getting better quickly. In the blink of an eye, it is refreshed, and it keeps screaming in Lu Yingjiu's arms.

Lu Yingjiu was overjoyed and hugged it tightly.

After rubbing enough hairballs and calming down, Lu Yingjiu noticed that both his and Jingxian's appearances had changed.

Jingxian was dressed in black clothes, with golden dark lines delineating the mountains and rivers. And the long black hair was tied by a golden crown, hanging down like satin, and a white jade hung around his waist, making him look handsome and handsome.

This is his original appearance.

In terms of his identity as a ghost king, he dressed extremely plainly.

Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a few seconds, and recalled that, except for the top-notch texture and perfect workmanship, this outfit was basically the same as Jingxian's youthful clothes.

After so many years, Jingxian is still waiting for him as he did in the past.

And Lu Yingjiu was dressed in white, elegantly out of the dust.

If there is a bright mirror in front of him, then he will find that there is a faint silver light flashing in his eyes, the head is born with ghost horns, and the complexion is getting whiter. The appearance has not changed much, but the temperament has changed a little, and it is inevitable that it has a bit of ghostly and demonic aura.

It's the same as when he turned into a ghost when he asked God.

The ghost world seems to have infinitely weakened that part of him as a "human". If other ghosts saw him like this, they would definitely not recognize him as a living being.

Lu Yingjiu asked, "How did I become like this?"

He had expected Jingxian to explain the principle to him.

But Jingxian was very nervous and had a strong desire to survive, so he immediately said, "You look so pretty!! Super pretty!"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Look around again.

The earth is brown, and the sky is intertwined with deep purple and fish maw white.

This is a wasteland, with a few dead old trees in the extreme distance, and a vast translucent river. At first glance, it doesn't look very different from the human world.

Looking up, couldn't find the entrance when they came.

But the heavy and stagnant Yin Qi told Lu Yingjiu that he was definitely in the underworld.

Jingxian saw his doubts and explained, "This is the first floor of the ghost world, and it's not much different from the real world. The further you go down, the more you can see the difference." He hesitated for half a second, "Anyway, Let's go to my palace first. How is your injury?"

"It's okay." Lu Yingjiu said.

Affected by the yin qi, the power of the talisman paper has become much smaller.

But after all, it was the talisman paper he drew, so it could still play a role. They have eased the pain, and the wounds are slowly healing under the power of God. If they take a good rest for a few days, they will definitely be fine.

"Then let's go quickly." Jing Xian stretched out his hand and pointed to the river, "The first five floors of the ghost world are all connected by the Wangchuan River."

He reached out and held Lu Yingjiu, while Lu Yingjiu held the hair balls and walked across the long wasteland.

The river is not far.

But ten minutes later, they have stopped by the river.

Lu Yingjiu glanced at it. The river water is peculiarly translucent, and at a glance you can see a place that is 100 meters deep.

There were no swimming fish and no water plants. The entire river was dead and only a little turbulent.

He said: "In the legend, the Wangchuan River should be blood-yellow, and it is full of lonely and wild ghosts who can't be reborn. I didn't expect it to be so clean."

"It used to be quite dirty, and there were insects and snakes." Jingxian said, "I then sent someone to clean up the environment, and it took hundreds of years to clean it up. No, look, there is the ghost world environmental protection team responsible for cleaning the river. ."

Lu Yingjiu looked in the direction he pointed.

I saw two... speedboats suddenly appeared on the river.

Lu Yingjiu: ? ?

After reading it several times, he was sure that he was not mistaken, and that the engine was indeed placed at the back of the boat.

There were two or three little ghosts sitting on the speedboat, wearing capes and capes. One of them stood up and shouted at them, "Who are you! How could you show up... ah!"

He recognized Jingxian, and his whole body shuddered with fright. A group of ghosts knelt down in unison, the boat didn't move, and they didn't dare to look up.

Jingxian asked, "Where did Madam Meng go?"

The kid at the head shivered and pointed in a direction, and said, "I, I'll go and call her over!"

"Go." Jingxian said.

A group of ghosts, like Meng Dahe, hurried away in a speedboat.

There were only the two of them left on the river.

Lu Yingjiu: "...Why does the ghost world have speedboats and engines?"

"Because rowing is too slow." Jing Xian said as a matter of course.

"No, it's not a matter of rowing or not." Lu Yingjiu raised his forehead, "What level of technology in the ghost world has reached, why am I a little confused..."

Jing Xian thought for a while: "The situation is more complicated. Of course, there are still traditional things, and they cannot be replaced. For example, if we want to go to the lower level of the ghost world, we still have to take a traditional ferry boat, and the speedboat will be caught on the way. The yin is completely corroded.”

"Suddenly—"

The sound of the engine came again.

Lu Yingjiu looked up and saw a golden... cruise ship.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

On the deck of the cruise ship stood a great beauty with a remarkable figure, a proud figure and long hair fluttering. She was wearing an ancient red long gown, but with a pair of sunglasses, mixing and matching styles spanning thousands of years.

When she saw Jingxian, she put the sunglasses on her forehead and almost burst into tears: "My king, you are finally back!! I had a nightmare just yesterday, dreaming that you were cheated by that so-called daughter-in-law! "

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He was fascinated by the gun. But in a sense, he really cheated.

And he didn't know why, although it was the first time, he always felt that Madam Meng was a little familiar.

Jingxian said displeasedly, "How can you talk like this, how can you call it a 'liar'? After we get married, we become a family."

Madam Meng was about to say something when her eyes suddenly fell on Lu Yingjiu.

Women have intuition, and female ghosts are no exception.

She realized almost instantly that this is the person Jingxian has been thinking about for hundreds of years! Her eyes narrowed, her sharp eyes swept across Lu Yingjiu's body, and she said, "Fuck! Big goblin!"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

As soon as this sentence came out, he knew why Meng Po was familiar.

This is simply, this is simply the underworld version of Chen Xiaoling! From temperament to dress to speech, they are all the same!

However, this time the big goblin is no longer Jingxian.

The big goblin was himself.

Madam Meng was extremely efficient. According to Jing Xian's order, she quickly got a ferry.

The ferry boat was a flat boat with a dark body, so narrow that the two of them could not sit side by side. The boatman wore a pure black mask, had no facial features, and could not see his emotions.

Jing Xian took the lead in getting on the boat, reaching out and pulling Lu Yingjiu up.

The two sat opposite each other on the narrow hull.

The boatman silently rowed the boat, the body of the boat floated up and down, and moved slowly along the current.

Madam Meng shouted from behind them, "I'll come to you when I'm done!"

Jing Xian waved his hand, indicating that he heard it.

Just like this downstream, there are not many scenery on the shore, and it is deserted.

After a long journey, Lu Yingjiu took Jingxian's hand and told him carefully how he remembered the past.

He talks about his first encounter in the mountains.

He talked about the dashingness of walking side by side across mountains and rivers.

He talked about the decision in his heart when he finally joined the ghost world.

Jingxian listened carefully, and finally said: "One of my biggest hopes is that you can remember these things, and today it finally came true."

He held Lu Yingjiu's hand back and whispered, "It's a pity you didn't remember this sooner. Otherwise, why would you leave me?"

He said this lightly, not to mention accusing and complaining, as if he didn't care.

Lu Yingjiu knew that he was very sad.

In the car at the time, Tianbian's eyes were staring at him. Jingxian pulled him into his arms to protect him, but he resolutely pushed Jingxian away.

What was Jingxian thinking at that moment?

Did he remember that in the swirling snow, he was also like this, watching Lu Yingjiu leave? It took so many years to miraculously meet again.

Lu Yingjiu could feel the flood of despair just by imagining it.

He said, "I'm sorry... At that time, I just thought, don't involve you again, this is my destiny after all."

Jingxian showed a complicated smile: "You always think that way. But I am here to protect you."

Otherwise, because of his temperament, he would be too lazy to be a ghost king.

It should be riding horses in the mountains and forests, taking a sweetheart to see the moon at the bottom of the lake and flowers in the fog.

He added: "For you, this is something that you should face alone, no matter life or death, you can accept it calmly. But I can't, all I want is to be by your side, I want you to live well ."

- by your side.

It's a little strange to say this in his capacity. Looking at the ghost world, how can there be an existence that he can't match or catch up with?

Only when facing Lu Yingjiu...

Perhaps deep down in his heart, he was still the young man standing in the sky and the snow, and was thrown on the spot by Lu Yingjiu, so desperate and resentful that he was like a trapped beast.

He fulfilled his oath in the past and protected Lu Yingjiu in the gate of the ghost world with a resolute and ruthless body, and a terrifying force that crushed him. But what's next? If Lu Yingjiu insisted on fighting alone, he would be left behind again.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a while.

There was only the sound of the waves around, and the wordless boatman looked straight ahead and hadn't spoken for thousands of years.

Just when Jingxian forced a smile to change the subject, Lu Yingjiu got up and gently placed a kiss on his forehead.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Remember, we used to light a bonfire on a lonely peak in the extreme south?"

"...Remember." Jing Xian was stunned for a moment.

Lu Yingjiu smiled and said, "I was reading the file at the time, and you were so bored that you were about to germinate. It was the first time that you went to bed earlier than me. I was looking at it and thinking, should I kiss you like this."

The black-clothed youth was sleeping soundly beside him.

The warm fire licked the night, and the long grass bent in the wind. The mountain is extremely high, so high that it can pick up the stars, and a bright moon shines brightly. Lu Yingjiu listened to Lin Hai's clattering, as if the two of them were the only ones in this world.

He looked at the boy's face.

Soft heart, want to drop a kiss, but in the end did not act.

Thinking about it carefully, maybe at that time, he was already faintly tempted.

At this moment, while boating on the Wangchuan River, Lu Yingjiu said, "You said that I can face it calmly regardless of life or death. This is wrong. When I jumped from the bridge to the ghost world, my heart was not calm. Sorry, I thought I should look at you a few more times."

"Anyway, I can't bear to part with you."

"I used to be able to walk casually, but now I can't. Jingxian, I also want to be with you forever."

Jing Xian opened his eyes slightly.

"So I won't leave you again in the future." Lu Yingjiu smiled with crooked eyes, "It doesn't matter if he is fair, I want to fight with Tiandao, I just want to fight two and one."

hair balls: "Ow!"

Lu Yingjiu changed his tune: "Three hits one."

The next second, Jing Xian reached out and hugged him tightly.

He said, "What are you talking about?"

"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu said, "It's hard to chase a horse."

The gloomy color was swept away from Jingxian's brows, and his spirits rose.

The usual love brain came back, he put his arms around Lu Yingjiu's waist, touched it very dishonestly, and then kissed him a few times on the face.

Lu Yingjiu was helpless, and finally pushed it away a little, and smiled unconsciously: "Don't make trouble, what if the boat is overturned?"

"It's good to be overturned." Jingxian said, "This section of water is clean, and it's the most suitable for underwater kissing."

——After he said this, he seemed to think that the idea was very good, and his expression became brighter, and he was quite eager to try.

Lu Yingjiu: "...you must not."

The deep black boat went further, and the river was gradually turbulent, and the water splashed against the shore.

The end of the river turned out to be a huge waterfall.

Falling from the waterfall is the next layer of the ghost world.

"What is this," Lu Yingjiu said, "is it the ghost world version of torrents?"

"You can say that." Jingxian fished the hair balls in his arms, so as not to lose it when he fell, it would be difficult to communicate with Lu Yingjiu.

He did not forget to add: "If you are afraid, you can hug me."

"Why are you afraid." Lu Yingjiu supported her head and hooked the corners of her mouth, "I'm looking forward to it."

- Not expecting the grandeur of the waterfall, nor the thrill of falling.

But looking forward to the appearance of the ghost world.

He wanted to see what kind of scenery the place where Jingxian was born had. Just as Jingxian tried his best to learn common sense in the world, he also wanted to know everything about Jingxian.

When the boat reached the edge of the river, the bow sank and began to fall.

Water splashes all over the body, clean and refreshing. Everything around was drawn into long lines, scrambling to escape.

There is a smell of vegetation in the wind.

The ghost world on the next floor is very beautiful and full of vitality. The green woods, thick grass, and wet moss are oncoming, with dark fragrance and sleeves. .