Chapter 421 My late wife is the Empress of Jiuyou Suyin
Shi Ling exclaimed, "Wow, you dead bastard! You look like you've been dead for hundreds of years, and yet you're still jumping on the bandwagon of stand-in literature?"
Sang Fu's eyes were filled with an obsession and madness that would last until his death. "Even if it's just the moon in the water, I'll fish it out and take a look."
Shi Ling sincerely suggested: "If you love your wife so much, you should go find her instead of looking for a substitute. Forget about looking for a substitute, even looking for an animal is not allowed."
Wen Yuzhu was quite comfortable fighting the evil spirits under Sang Fu's command. He couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "What dead wife? It's just a toad wanting to eat swan meat. He never got it at all."
Although they didn't die in the same era, Wen Yuzhu had learned about the pasts of the other three Ghost Kings after becoming one of the Four Directions Ghost Kings. Aside from Si Yuan, who appeared as if from a crack in a rock and had no past, he knew the pasts of Sang Fu and Hua Yinyi like the back of his hand.
Shi Ling smelled the scent of the melon and looked at Wen Yuzhu with shining eyes: "Tell me in detail."
Wen Yuzhu has now been groomed and has regained her former beautiful appearance.
He figured he couldn't force Shi Ling, so he changed his strategy and put on a gentle smile: "Shi Ling, since you're a guest in my Western Ghost Realm, I'll tell you all the gossip you want to hear, okay?"
Shi Ling asked, "Is the Western Ghost Realm the underworld?"
Wen Yuzhu nodded.
Shi Ling decisively refused: "Gossip is valuable, but life is more valuable. I'm not a fool, how could I commit suicide just to listen to gossip?"
Wen Yuzhu was silent for a moment: "You don't have to commit suicide. It's okay if you don't go to the underworld. I'll take you on a trip."
Why isn’t Xuanqing Mountain, where Xuanxianmen is located, considered a tourist attraction?
Shi Ling waved her hand to refuse. She felt that this was the same as taking her hiking or diving.
Sang Fu's expression was charming and crazy: "Yes, I didn't get her, but I devoutly kissed every inch of land she walked on. After her death, she turned into mountains, rivers, clear mist and clouds. So how can I not be considered to have owned her."
Shi Ling: “…”
Wen Yuzhu opened her folding fan and covered her lips with a smile: "You also think he's mentally ill, right?"
Shi Ling felt that the two were the same, both lunatics, but she still looked down at the ground beneath her feet and couldn't help but ask Sang Fu, "Have you kissed this?"
Sang Fu: “…No.”
Shi Ling immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt that Sang Fu's situation was like that of some indescribable, brain-dead fan chasing idols, who would even kiss the floor where their idols stepped, and frantically collect peripherals everywhere, imagining themselves being with their idols.
But she was very curious: "Is your idol Pangu? Did he turn into mountains and rivers after his death?"
Sang Fu was strangely silent for a moment, then looked up at the distant mountains and hills. "My idol... my late wife was the Empress of the Nine Netherworlds Suyin. People call her Hou Tu Niangniang."
As the words fell, lightning suddenly spread across the gray sky and earth, as if a silver dragon was tearing the sky apart.
The thunder roared like a landslide, and in an instant the rain poured down heavily.
Shi Ling tutted, "I know there are a lot of historical fanfiction dream girls nowadays, but this is the first time I've seen a mythology fanfiction dream boy. Look, even God can't stand it."
Wen Yuzhu put away the fan in her hand and now held up a bamboo oil-paper umbrella to shield herself from the heavy rain. She sneered, "He was a traitor to his clan in life and an evil ghost in death. He dared to blaspheme the gods, so naturally, the heavens would not tolerate it."
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