Chapter 1036 Wife
Ye Xiaoman waited from noon to dusk and almost fell asleep.
Finally, Ye Xiaoman heard a loud noise like a mountain collapsing coming from a distance.
Sanqi stopped dancing with the sword, and Qing Yuanhu also stood up from his original position. They both looked at Ye Xiaoman.
The ground beneath my feet shook violently, as if a dragon was turning over.
However, under the protection of the Ghost Lord's will, the small space where Ye Xiaoman was located seemed to be divided by an invisible dividing line, forming a pure land of its own.
Destructive energy like raging waves swept around. Even though the earth and rocks outside the boundary collapsed and the ground shook, not even the teacup on the table inside the boundary moved. It was so quiet that only her own steady breathing could be heard.
Ye Xiaoman thought that after all, it was such a large piece of land being returned, so it was reasonable to make a big move.
Ye Xiaoman felt Zhu Chuideng's protection in her heart. As the collapse of the outside world gradually settled down, Zhu Chuideng's will suddenly disappeared.
Sanqi flew up on his sword, flew high into the sky, and released his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings. He saw that the original water in the distance had disappeared, and in its place, a piece of green land was firmly embedded in the earth.
There is a dilapidated village on the land. When the wind blows, the tiles and earthen walls of the village turn into dust and disappear in the wind, as if all the grudges and hatreds have come to an end.
Sanqi searched but could not detect any trace of Zhu Chuideng. He was shocked and realized that he was getting bad news. He looked hesitantly at Ye Xiaoman who was sitting on the rock.
"My dear..."
Ye Xiaoman stood up.
She heard another "crack" sound, and the urn she was holding in her arms broke into two pieces, and most of the ashes were scattered all over the ground.
A tile rolled from Ye Xiaoman's hand to the ground. She held the remaining half of the arc-shaped tile and looked at the little ashes left inside.
Sanqi descended from the sky and stood quietly near Ye Xiaoman. Even Qing Yuanhu, who had the worst mouth, remained silent.
A tear slid down Ye Xiaoman's eyes and fell on Zhu Chuideng's ashes.
Then she threw away the half tile in her hand in a very casual manner, and scattered the remaining ashes of Zhu Chuideng.
Useless man, just let him die.
She turned and walked away, waving her arms, "Going back."
Only then did Qing Yuanhu and Sanqi dare to come over.
Qing Yuanhu watched as Zhu Chuideng's ashes were blown away by the wind behind Ye Xiaoman. He sighed, "I never thought the Ghost Master would be gone just like that."
He then said, "Young Master, the shell coffin you ordered is no longer useful. Go and return it."
Sanqi said, "I'm backing off."
The two men surrounded Ye Xiaoman and walked back home.
Since Zhu Chuideng is no longer with us, Qing Yuanhu begins to plot against the house that Ye Xiaoman bought for Zhu Chuideng. After all, a mistress must have a "room".
Qing Yuanhu held Ye Xiaoman's hand affectionately, "Ye Xiaoman, where do you plan to place me in the future?"
Ye Xiaoman had already seen through Qing Yuanhu's thoughts and asked, "Where do you want to be assigned?"
Qing Yuanhu said, "I think the Ghost Lord's original house is quite nice."
Sanqi also quickly said, "I like that swimming pool."
It would be pleasant to use it to soak his tail in the summer.
Ye Xiaoman agreed immediately, "Okay, you two go pick a room."
Behind the three of them, the ashes of Zhu Chuideng that fell on the ground were slowly gathering together. It would have taken several days to piece them together completely, but when they heard that the house was about to be divided up by two wild men, the gathering speed suddenly increased several times.
Ye Xiaoman didn't turn around, but she heard the noise and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Ye Xiaoman said in a low voice: "I don't know if Zhu Chuideng left me any legacy."
When Qing Yuanhu heard the topic of money, he immediately became active.
"The mines in the Ghost Realm are so profitable, Zhu Chuideng must have left behind a lot of private property."
When people left, the tea got cold and he didn't even call him "Master Ghost Lord" anymore.
Ye Xiaoman immediately stopped feeling depressed. She took out her marriage certificate with Zhu Chuideng from her storage bag and said, "Then I am his legal partner, so I must be able to inherit everything."
Qing Yuanhu thought for a moment and clapped his hands suddenly, "Not good! Once the current Ghost Lord dies, the next Ghost Lord will be born soon. By then, all of Zhu Chuideng's private property will be seized by the successor, and you may not be able to get it all."
Ye Xiaoman became anxious, "What should I do?"
She immediately remembered an identity she hadn't used for a long time, "I'm the Ghost King. Should I hurry back to the Ghost Realm to seize the throne now?"
"Come back, right away!" Qing Yuanhu said, "I'll assist you!"
When Sanqi heard that Ye Xiaoman and Qing Yuanhu's main plot had suddenly turned into a return to the Ghost Realm to fight for fame and fortune, he couldn't help but make a suggestion, "Should we hold a funeral for the Ghost Lord?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaoman and Qing Yuanhu looked at the only honest person at the scene as if he were a clown, "Is now the time to do this?"
Suddenly a strong wind arose, and the sky and the earth were dyed a deep red.
At the same time, blood-colored snowflakes fell. When the snowflakes fell on my hands, I caught them in my hands and found that they were petals of the red spider lily.
The ground beneath my feet is covered with crimson petals, like a red carpet of homecoming.
There was the sound of horse hooves, and someone was driving from behind.
The golden abacus on Qing Yuanhu's waist vibrated endlessly. He suppressed the anxiety of his magic weapon and snorted coldly, "The wronged souls will not rest."
Ye Xiaoman still didn't look back.
Let the petals fall affectionately all over her hair.
Sanqi and Qing Yuanhu were pushed away from Ye Xiaoman by a powerful force. Before they could stagger and stand still, two bone horses galloped and stopped beside Ye Xiaoman amidst the blood-colored petals surging like waves.
Only the skeleton of the horse was left, with only two flames running from its eye sockets. A carriage was being pulled behind it, and Zhu Chuideng was sitting at the front of the carriage, driving two horses. He looked weird and ominous.
"Whoa."
Zhu Chuideng stopped the bone horse and landed in front of Ye Xiaoman.
"The wife."
Tears herald death, but eternity can also be born in tears.
Because of her tear, Zhu Chuideng reversed the order and returned to the human world.
Ye Xiaoman smiled slightly and looked up at the tall man in front of her. He had a big frame and a large body, and the dark shadow he cast almost covered her.
She thought he must have experienced a very difficult battle and a fierce struggle with the laws of heaven and earth, because his brown clothes were torn and his exposed bronze skin also had serious wounds.
Sure enough, Zhu Chuideng spoke, downplaying what he had experienced during the time he left Ye Xiaoman, "I crawled back from hell to see you."
Ye Xiaoman said lightly: "Oh."
"You look like you're asking for a reward from me." She asked back, "Isn't this what you're supposed to do?"
I want you to crawl through the underworld for me, I want you to climb mountains and overturn seas for me, I want you to subvert all irreversible laws for me. Only in this way can I satisfy the conquering and narcissistic heart of a sea king.
Zhu Chuideng immediately lowered his head and said, "This is what I should do."
In response to Zhu Chuideng, Ye Xiaoman slapped him in the face.
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