Chapter 33 He unexpectedly became the ghost wife of the evil ghost and the bad sacrifice to the gods
The moment this kiss with warmth like fire fell, Zhu Huai felt as if he was scalded.
That little flame, with its scorching heat and sincere love, turned into a warm warmth that penetrated into his flesh and blood along his skin.
Even in such a brief contact, Zhu Huai seemed to be able to feel the strong emotions coming from the person in front of him.
I like you so much.
A young man with red hair and scarlet eyes looked at Zhu Huai in front of him. His eyes were obscure, but they reflected the person in front of him completely like a beautiful mirror. Apart from him, no one else in the world could fall into these eyes.
This kind of sincere love is almost like a burning fire, with a scorching temperature that can only be perceived by the eyes.
Zhu Huai could clearly feel this, and his original rejection and vigilance towards evil spirits had dissipated somewhat. Zhu Huai had never even met Liu Xiang, so why would Liu Xiang have such feelings for him?
"I like it." Liu Xiang lowered his head and hugged him, as if he was hugging his beloved lover, his tone full of joy: "So cute, so pitiful."
Zhu Huai's face flushed red. He said, "Why do you say that? We've only just met once. We didn't know each other before."
Liu Xiang's breath was still warm. He smiled, his bright red eyes giving off an inexplicable sense of stubbornness. "Because I was born for you, Zhu Huai."
This sentence sounded like a joke. Zhu Huai could not understand what Liu Xiang meant. Everyone should be himself first, and then a role in other people's lives.
But Liu Xiang's voice sounded so sincere that he didn't seem to have any intention of lying at all.
"That's impossible," Zhu Huai said. "No one is meant to be born for another person, Prime Minister Liu."
As soon as he said this, he suddenly trembled. It was as if he was standing in an empty forest, hearing the sound of wind and surrounded by the rustling of leaves.
Liu Xiang raised his face, as if Zhu Huai's words violated some taboo.
The color reflected in those eyes was almost unbearable to look directly at. He said, "No, Zhu Huai, you can't understand it now, but I want you to know that I belong to you."
His voice was filled with joy, as if being Zhu Huai's, living for Zhu Huai, was something that made him extremely happy. Liu Xiang continued, "And you belong to me too."
Zhu Huai was hugged tightly and felt the strong desire coming from Liu Xiang.
It was as if he was facing a bottomless void, which needed to be filled with Zhu Huai's flesh and blood in order to barely satisfy Liu Xiang's desire.
Liu Xianghe rubbed Zhu Huai's body with his eyes closed, his movements full of attachment: "You don't know what kind of means I used to finally be able to see you, do you know?
The moment I opened my eyes, you were the only one in my world."
"No, that's not right..."
Liu Xiang's behavior was really strange. Zhu Huai felt that his skin was scorched by the scorching temperature and was about to melt like a warm rice cake.
No one can remain calm in the face of such strong emotions.
Zhu Huai has been extremely popular since he was a child, but in front of this person, when facing Liu Xiang, he couldn't keep calm for some reason and almost trembled under such love words.
He stretched out his hand to pry open Liu Xiang's powerful arms, but was slightly stunned when his fingers landed on the other person.
On that jade-like skin, Zhu Huai actually felt a hand full of scars.
He couldn't believe it. He kicked his legs in Liu Xiang's arms like a silver fish, jumped to the ground, and lifted up Liu Xiang's robe.
Hideous wounds were exposed, and the hideous scars resembled flesh-colored insects, messing up the skin that was once perfect and like a work of art. When did so many wounds and scars appear on his body?
Zhu Huai's eyes were bloodshot, and the severe pain in his heart made him unable to speak.
Liu Xiang gently lifted his robe to cover the wounds on his body. His fingers moved down and touched Zhu Huai's chest, as if to soothe the heart that was bleeding from invisible pain.
Liu Xiang said, "Don't look."
His tone was light and he didn't seem to care about himself at all.
Zhu Huai's chest ached. He asked, "What's going on? What on earth is going on?"
Wasn't Liu Xiang the Liu family's deity? Why would someone, why could someone cause him such great harm? Zhu Huai couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
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What is offering sacrifice to the gods?
An unfamiliar word suddenly appeared in Zhu Huai's mind, making him stunned for a moment, as if he was about to wake up from a certain state.
Liu Xiang looked at him with his narrow phoenix eyes, and suddenly said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm not hurt."
Zhu Huai finally came back to his senses because of Liu Xiang's worry. He stared at the evil ghost in front of him. Was it really not painful, or had he already gotten used to this kind of pain?
"Who did this?" Zhu Huai said.
His voice was already a little cold. Liu Xiang looked at the scene and tapped his forehead, as if sweeping away something.
Liu Xiang had a beautiful smile on his lips. He said, "I like you like this. Now your eyes are full of my image."
"Are you worried about me?" Liu Xiang said, "Don't be afraid. Before you came, all this was over."
Liu Xiang's tone was so intimate that it made Zhu Huai a little angry. This evil ghost, despite being covered in wounds, stayed at Liu's house. He didn't look like a ghost that would go out and cause trouble. How could a ghost be reduced to such a state?
Seeing that Zhu Huai looked like he was about to explode with anger, Liu Lian hurriedly and caringly pulled him into the courtyard and prepared a table of delicious food for Zhu Huai.
He really seemed like an extremely gentle lover who gave Zhu Huai whatever he wanted. Yes, this was the feeling Liu Xiang gave Zhu Huai.
He seemed to be really playing the role of a perfect lover and a responsible fiancé.
However, beneath this seemingly impeccable performance, there seemed to be a pair of eyes filled with crimson and overflowing with greed and desire.
She wanted to pour the endless love in her eyes onto Zhu Huai and drown him with that emotion.
If you don't respond to the ferocious beast's feelings with the same emotion, you will be completely devoured by it. Playing with fire will only lead to you getting burned.
Zhu Huai didn't know what Liu Xiang was thinking, but he still felt a sense of threat. However, he was more concerned about Liu Xiang's injuries. Why would such a powerful ghost become like this?
He was like a free man in the Liu family. All the servants were servile and didn't dare to look at Prime Minister Liu.
There is no place in the Liu family that Zhu Huai cannot go to, except the back mountain of the ancestral home, which is a restricted area for Zhu Huai.
Zhu Huai asked, "Is there anything there?"
Liu Xiang picked up a piece of cake, brought it to Zhu Huai's lips, and looked at him with his eyes lowered, as if waiting for Zhu Huai to take a bite.
It looked like he was feeding his beloved lover. Zhu Huai's lips were rubbed with a layer of powder. He had to open his mouth and took a bite.
The pastry tasted delicate and delicious. Zhu Huai's lips gently held Liu Xiang's fingers. The soft touch made Liu Xiang couldn't help but lift his lips and smile.
He said, "That's the Liu family's cemetery, where many people are buried, but not my parents."
Liu Xiang spoke as if he was talking about something very ordinary. The tone in which he mentioned his parents was as if he was talking about two unrelated people.
So that's how it is, so it's a taboo for outsiders to enter there.
However, Zhu Huai always felt something was wrong. He looked at the person in front of him. Liu Xiang clearly exuded the aura of an evil spirit, but he could run and jump, and his body temperature was as warm as fire, the temperature of a living person.
Even if he occupied someone else's body, or used some method to stabilize his expression.
But the divine aura emanating from him was so real that Zhu Huai couldn't be sure whether the person in front of him had already died or had a special physique that caused him to look like this.
He is not a Taoist priest who kills ghosts at the sight of them and does not care about right or wrong.
Zhu Huai thought that he must find out the truth of the matter. Whether it was to resolve the evil spirit in Liu Xiang's body or because of his injuries, he had to know what had happened.
"You have been staring at me, are you asking for a kiss from me?" Liu Xiang suddenly said.
Zhu Huai: “…”
"Don't look at me like that, I can't help it." Liu Xiang said.
"Can't help what?"
"I can't help but want to hold you down here and make you cry."
Liu Xiang said something surprising in an extremely gentle tone. Zhu Huai looked at his unusual body shape and couldn't help but sit aside. Was he being teased?
"It sounds like you say these things to other people all the time."
Zhu Huai didn't flinch. Instead, he smiled softly and said, "You're so familiar with this, it's like we've said it many times before."
"I only want to do these things to my fiancée."
Liu Xiang was not angry, but answered Zhu Huai's questions in a good-tempered manner.
That unconcealed, blunt and rough voice was like sweet syrup.
It passed through Zhu Huai's eardrums with scorching heat, flowed into his flesh and blood, and brewed sweet wine in his body.
Liu Xiang said: "I want to kiss your lips, I want to kiss your beautiful eyes, I want to tear off your clothes and possess you forcefully."
Zhu Huai paused.
Zhu Huai's ears turned red in an instant and he was stunned.
After Liu Xiangjing finished speaking, he smiled gently, and warm sweet words came to his face. This flawless face coupled with these words formed an invitation that was enough to make people intoxicated.
His crimson eyes seemed to ignite Zhu Huai. Liu Xiang asked, "Have you ever been kissed?"
Zhu Huai shook his head subconsciously. The next second, Liu Xiang stood up, and this body, which was much taller than an ordinary person, pressed towards Zhu Huai.
The beautiful face slowly approached, and a fiery, spicy and sweet breath flowed over. Zhu Huai had many opportunities to avoid it.
But when he wanted to turn around, Liu Xiang pinched his chin. When he wanted to retreat, he found that there was no way to retreat and the people in front were closing in on him.
His lips softened, Zhu Huai hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and grabbed Liu Xiang's sleeve. He was held in the arms of this beautiful older woman, his breath was completely blocked, and his body could not move, like a captured prey.
While moving, Zhu Huai's fingers touched the scar on Liu Xiang's body, and a thought flashed through his mind: Doesn't it really hurt?
"This is also my first kiss." Liu Xiang said, "Your kiss is so sweet."
This was also the first time Zhu Huai was kissed by someone else. His breathing was slowly taken away and he was completely stunned.
Completely enveloped by such a strong and passionate breath, Zhu Huai heard the sound of friction coming from his clothes amid the rustling.
He was kissed so hard that his scarf fell to the side, and his neck was red from the kisses. Just as he was immersed in it, Zhu Huai felt a wonderful touch on his waist.
His body jerked violently, and he met a pair of vertical pupils that seemed to be burning. Zhu Huai, who had been bewitched to the point of almost losing his mind, woke up immediately.
He bit the tip of Liu Xiang's tongue and watched Liu Xiang slowly withdraw. Then he picked up the scarf on the ground, stood up and said to Liu Xiang, "I'm leaving."
Liu Xiang lowered his eyes: "Do you want to leave now?"
"Why don't you stay with me for a while?"
Zhu Huai lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He always felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be completely swallowed up by the person in front of him.
Seeing his refusal, Liu Xiang was a little unhappy, but still said: "Okay."
"Lord Liu Xiang." A servant slowly came forward and said carefully to Liu Xiang, "The time has come."
He did not dare to look at Liu Xiang, but Zhu Huai heard the servant's words: "Lord Liu Xiang, it's time for you to fall asleep."
What does this mean?
Liu Xiang did not explain, but just hugged Zhu Huai again and touched him, then let him go and let him leave along the way he came.
Liu Xiang did not see him off, nor did he come to pick him up when he arrived. Looking at Zhu Huai's expression, Liu Xiang said, "I really want to keep you here and keep you with me forever."
Liu Xiang said: "You will be willing to stay with me, right?"
Zhu Huai didn't know how to answer, so he said, "In that case, why don't you leave the Liu family with me?"
A flash of inspiration came to his mind, and he thought of this sentence, but Liu Xiang smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, Zhu Huai, come find me tomorrow."
Then, he pushed Zhu Huai out. Zhu Huai didn't understand what was going on, so he turned around and saw Liu Xiang turning around and walking towards an ancestral hall.
His back looked tall and slender. The sunset light shone on his body, but it could not bring out the bright color of the early morning. Instead, it seemed to have faded, reflecting only a scarlet color.
The door slowly closed behind him, and Zhu Huai felt a sense of inexplicable unease in his heart.
The next day, he came to the Liu family again very early. He had many questions to ask Prime Minister Liu.
The Liu family received him as before and took him into the room blocked by layers of doors. He once again saw Liu Xiang standing under the willow tree. What made Zhu Huai feel something was wrong was that the ghost aura on Liu Xiang was even stronger.
He asked Liu Xiang what happened, but Liu Xiang did not answer him. He just looked at him, kissed him, and hugged him as before, as if Zhu Huai's presence could bring him a lot of comfort.
Zhu Huai didn't have time to think about anything else before he was confused and almost eaten up. He ran out like he was escaping. Liu Xiang could obviously catch up with him, but in the end he didn't step out of the manor.
Looking at this scene, Zhu Huai inexplicably felt that Liu Xiang looked almost as if he was trapped in this manor. Such an idea was too absurd, but whenever Zhu Huai talked about leaving, Liu Xiang always refused him.
The same thing happened on the second and third days.
It was not until the fourth day that Zhu Huai arrived at the Liu family, but was told that Prime Minister Liu was temporarily unable to receive him.
He didn't know what was going on and anxiously asked Liu Xiang what was going on, but the servants didn't say a word.
It wasn't until Zhu Huai almost lost his temper that they replied, "You shouldn't have come here. Everyone here should have died long ago..."
They stopped talking mid-sentence, as if some extremely terrifying existence forced them to remain silent.
A light cough was heard, and Liu Xiang's figure appeared in front of Zhu Huai. He was still wearing red clothes and red hair, with a gentle smile, staring at Zhu Huai in front of him greedily, as if he had woken up as soon as Zhu Huai came.
Without needing to say anything, the servant who had just spoken knelt down. Without even looking at him, Liu Xiang simply said, "Please accept the punishment."
The servant retreated tremblingly. Zhu Huai looked at Liu Xiang in front of him, but found that the ghost aura on him was even stronger.
His face was pale, and even though he still looked strong and sharp, he now looked even more unlike a human, almost revealing a hint of evil-like hostility.
Even though Liu Xiang concealed it very well, Zhu Huai still saw the bloodshot in those red eyes. He walked towards Liu Xiang and spoke to him as usual. As they spoke, Liu Xiang couldn't help but come close to him and was about to kiss him hard.
Zhu Huai said, "Prime Minister Liu, let me see your injuries first. Please explain your current situation first, and don't kiss me again."
Liu Xiang's voice was hoarse. He said, "Zhu Huai, don't reject me. Can you kiss me? This is my first time kissing you. I want to try it and see if your kiss is as sweet as I imagined."
Liu Xiang's words made Zhu Huai stand there in a daze. He looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, almost doubting who the person was who had stuck to him and swallowed his breath.
Zhu Huai didn't show any unusual expression, but his heart was already filled with turmoil. Liu Xiang must be hiding something from him. Zhu Huai asked, "Answer me a few questions, and I'll let you kiss me."
Liu Xiang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Zhu Huai asked, "When I came to see you two days ago, what did you feed me?"
Liu Xiang's eyes flickered slightly. He saw the cakes on the table, picked up a piece and handed it to Zhu Huai's lips: "I remember you like to eat this. You came to me just for these desserts, didn't you?"
Zhu Huai chewed the food in his mouth, but what he ate was a completely different pastry from the first day.
His heart sank immediately. Zhu Huai said, "It is indeed delicious, Prime Minister Liu, do you remember what I told you yesterday?"
Liu Xiang looked at Zhu Huai. After a moment, he smiled slightly and said directly, "I don't remember."
Zhu Huai stared at him. Liu Xiang pulled him into his arms, rocking him gently like he was petting a kitten. He said, "But if you tell me, then I'll know."
"Prime Minister Liu, you're not even going to pretend, are you?" Zhu Huai gritted his teeth and said, "What on earth are you hiding from me?"
Liu Xiang gently kissed his ear, indulging in the scent emanating from Zhu Huai. He liked Zhu Huai like this. Liu Xiang said, "I'm doing this for your own good. If you knew what happened, you wouldn't come to me again, right?"
Zhu Huai said, "You have to let me know what happened first."
"No, all you need to do is stay by my side and become my only wife in a few days," said Liu Xiang.
Zhu Huai really wanted to bite him to death. Seeing that Liu Xiang had no intention of saying anything and was even acting like a rogue, he felt really sorry for him.
Zhu Huai's eyes rolled, and he said, "Prime Minister Liu, I've been to all the places in the Liu family, but the back mountain is the only place I haven't been to. You said your parents aren't there, so why can't they be buried there?"
Hearing Zhu Huai mention his parents, Liu Xiang sneered softly. There was actually a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Zhu Huai had never seen him like this before. Liu Xiang said slowly, "You're trying to trick me."
Zhu Huai seemed to be lost in thought. He already knew that there must be some secret hidden in the back mountain.
Liu Xiang's fingers slowly slipped into the hem of his clothes: "If you want to trick me, you have to pay first, Zhu Huai, you don't even understand this principle, do you?"
Zhu Huai said, "So, you won't let me go to the back mountain?"
Liu Xiang: "Of course... no."
Zhu Huai was very obedient. He said, "Then I won't go."
That night, Zhu Huai, holding the Heavenly Master's Record and the Evil-Slaying Whip, quietly slipped into the Liu family's ancestral hall on the back mountain. He knew that this was problematic, but since Prime Minister Liu had said so, Zhu Huai had to go no matter what.
The Liu family ancestral hall was quiet. The servants who were supposed to be on duty here disappeared without a trace. No one knew where they went. Seeing this scene, Zhu Huai thought to himself, as expected.
When a person repeatedly mentioned something and repeatedly expressed the hope that Zhu Huai would not do it, the ancestral hall was empty, leaving the door wide open.
So what Prime Minister Liu meant was that he hoped Zhu Huai would do so.
How could Zhu Huai bear to disappoint Liu Xiang? He understood the other party's hint and came here quietly in the dead of night. He wanted to know what Liu Xiang wanted him to see.
Zhu Huai came to the back mountain of the Liu family. There were many tablets of Liu family ancestors enshrined in the ancestral hall. Zhu Huai looked around and found a family tree. He exclaimed: Why didn't he see the names of Liu Xiang's parents in it?
It was as if someone had crossed out Liu Xiang's biological father and mother, leaving Liu Xiang's name alone.
Zhu Huai looked at the tablet in front of him and his heart trembled slightly, because he was actually at the top of all the tablets, suppressing all the incense below, alone and lonely.
The tablet engraved with Prime Minister Liu's name was placed at the highest point, pressing down all the seats below so that they could not move. This method could almost be considered disrespectful to the elders, but since no one dealt with it, the Liu family might have tacitly accepted Prime Minister Liu's status.
But Liu Xiang is still alive, and his tablet...why is it here?
Zhu Huai watched this scene with his own eyes, and a sign of an ominous thought had already appeared.
He walked towards the cemetery, and in the pitch-black night, he couldn't help but feel frightened, as if something was about to happen that Zhu Huai couldn't accept.
He walked step by step, but did not see the graves of Liu Xiang's parents in the cemetery, as if even if they were dead, Liu Xiang would not want them to receive offerings and stay in the Liu family's cemetery.
Zhu Huai didn't find what he was looking for, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard the sound of vines wriggling, guiding Zhu Huai to look in one direction.
He turned around and saw a tombstone suddenly appear in front of him, as if it had been there for a long time, wanting Zhu Huai to see him.
Zhu Huai walked over and saw this cemetery, which was much older than the other tombstones. He stared at the name above it, reached out his hand, and wiped the dirt off it.
The name on the tombstone gradually became clear, revealing the name of the tomb owner. The name that appeared on the tombstone was Liu Xiang's.
[The Liu family offered sacrifices to the tomb of the god Liu Xiang, offering blessings and wishing our clan prosperity and a thousand years of enduring prosperity.]
There is no name of parents above, and no honorifics for relatives below.
There was a line of words written on Liu Xiang's tombstone. Zhu Huai looked at the smaller words below: [Departed at the age of sixteen. The descendants of the Liu family offer sacrifices to this tomb.]
Zhu Huai stared at the line of words in a daze. A cold wind blew and touched his face, as if someone was watching him.
Zhu Huai was silent for a very long time, with tears almost flowing from his eyes, but Zhu Huai looked very calm, and he did not cry out loud after all.
His voice was dry: "So you were already dead."
Zhu Huai was silent.
Liu Xiang died a long time ago.
For so many days, he had been staying with an evil ghost, being hugged and kissed by him and being bullied by him.
He became the ghost wife of an evil ghost.
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