After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

Here’s how it went.

 

Early in the day, Lu Yingjiu agreed to Jing Xian’s request to move to a better place.

 

On the journey to choose a new house, they had a small disagreement: mainly because Jing Xian really wanted to pay for the house in full, but Lu Yingjiu didn’t want him to spend a penny, because Jing Xian was actually a “ghost” resident, so the house would definitely be in Lu Yingjiu’s name.

 

“You already have so many palaces,” Lu Yingjiu said. “I should at least contribute one house. I’m not short of money.”

 

“That’s not the same,” Jing Xian frowned. “I read in a novel that the husband pays for the house, no matter how many houses he wants to buy, whether it’s a courtyard house or a private garden, even the children have a share.”

 

“What kind of novel are you reading?” asked Lu Yingjiu.

 

Jing Xian found the novel, “Nine Heavenly Treasures in One Pregnancy: Overbearing President, Don’t Chase Me.”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

He confiscated the novel on the spot to prevent Jing Xian’s love brain from getting worse, and spent three full days whispering sweet nothings, paying a lot of physical price, and finally persuaded the Ghost King to agree not to spend money.

 

Later, the house was located on a quiet street south of the city center. The community management was very good, with high privacy, and the greening was very beautiful. In summer, the road was lined with blooming flowers. The house was over 200 square meters, with a duplex structure, and the balcony faced a small artificial lake opposite.

 

Jing Xian invited the decoration team from the ghost world, and after a lot of fuss, they finally finished the series of work such as tiling and painting.

 

Next, it was time to choose furniture.

 

Lu Yingjiu had a lingering fear of the ghost sofa, and didn’t want Jing Xian to make any more suggestions. However, the Ghost King was uncompromising this time, and the next day he had several trucks pulled over and parked at the door.

 

Lu Yingjiu sat cross-legged on the bay window, with a dark face, watching the little ghosts tremblingly moving things into the new house.

 

Jing Xian introduced. “This chair is made of pure ghost bones, it won’t rot under wind, rain, knife or axe, and it even has a heating function. If you like, it can even sing you a little song in the middle of the night.”

 

Lu Yingjiu said indifferently, “Oh.”

 

Jing Xian also said, “This is a new carpet, if placed outside the door, it can eat the intruders who break in.”

 

The carpet cracked a gap, revealing sharp teeth, “clang clang!” biting each other.

 

Lu Yingjiu: “… Who on earth would want to rob our house…”

 

Not to mention the talisman he posted on the door, which was enough to bounce the intruder out and cause a comminuted fracture, crying and howling in the hospital for several months. If Jing Xian casually brought a few little ghosts and priests, there would be no difference between this house and hell.

 

“Precautions are necessary,” Jing Xian pointed to a red curtain, “This is a newly customized curtain. Look at this fabric and color, which are unique to the ghost world, and the stitches are hand-sewn. It’s nothing special, it just haunts.”

 

He patted the curtain.

 

“Hoo hoo–” The curtain actually stood up directly on the ground! Its fabric twisted like an invisible hand, twisting into an awkward human shape, taking one step after another on the ground, and jumping up and down on the stairs.

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…Let it stop.”

 

Jing Xian was surprised, “Don’t you think it’s cute!”

 

“No,” Lu Yingjiu said, “I only know that if it continues to wander around my house, I will burn it to ashes and bury the residue in the flower pot.”

 

Upon hearing this, Jing Xian hadn’t moved yet, and the curtain instantly wilted, lying obediently on the ground and dared not move.

 

Next, Jing Xian introduced him to the biting coffee table, blood-spewing faucet (also known as the blood faucet), screaming kitchen knife, and bowls and chopsticks that seemed to have been snatched from a cult ceremony.

 

At first, Lu Yingjiu still made a few comments, but as more and more strange things squeezed into his house, he stopped talking–any normal person who came to his house would probably be scared to death on the spot.

 

Later, several little ghosts came in carrying things, and Jing Xian said, “This is the last batch, and it’s also my favorite batch.”

 

He patted the box. “These are handcuff sofas, handcuff coffee tables, handcuff bathtubs, and handcuff beds, as well as the same style of belt versions, see which one you like.”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

Lu Yingjiu said, “Jing Xian, what on earth do you want to do…”

 

Jing Xian looked at him with bright eyes. “I don’t want to do anything, I’m definitely not thinking about strange things.”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

Even if he thinks with a hair, even if he is a single-celled slipper, even if he is a dust in the house at this moment, he knows that this sentence is not credible.

 

Jing Xian still wanted to sell, “How about it, don’t you think this furniture is great, each one is selected for our new home.”

 

“Jing Xian.” Lu Yingjiu said.

 

“Hmm?” Jing Xian looked at him.

 

Lu Yingjiu said, “If these things are not gone from my sight within five minutes, you won’t be able to sleep with me for the next half month.”

 

Normally, this threat would definitely work.

 

But this time Jing Xian hesitated for a moment, looking at him, “If I endure for half a month, does it mean that we can keep the handcuff sofa in the future?” He was hopeful, “If so, I think it’s still a good deal.”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “Impossible!!!”

 

In the end, the little ghosts removed the furniture within five minutes.

 

Some were moved back to the truck, and some were secretly placed in the attic, because Jing Xian said this could be “prepared for emergencies.”

 

Lu Yingjiu didn’t go up to see it, so as not to raise his blood pressure, but he knew that Jing Xian must have left a series of handcuffs or belts.

 

However, it’s not just Lu Yingjiu who could whisper sweet nothings.

 

On the road to mischief, the Xian concubine never admitted defeat. He coaxed and pleaded for a full half month, coupled with enough physical actions day and night, finally coaxed Lu Yingjiu to agree to bring out a “harmless little furniture”–

 

The furniture he brought out was a little shark alarm clock.

 

Before they officially met, Jing Xian once gave Lu Yingjiu a ring in his dream.

 

He explained it like this: “You threw the longevity lock on the ground at that time, so I thought you didn’t like it, and I quickly found something good. Look at the size, quality, and weight of this diamond ring…”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

He had kept the pigeon egg-sized ring properly to this day, and it is so extravagant that it can hardly be worn out.

 

He also had a vivid memory of the diamond ring box.

 

Mainly because the diamond ring box bites.

 

–Just like that kind of little shark toy, press its teeth one by one, and at a certain moment it will snap and bite your finger.

 

The same style as the diamond ring box was this alarm clock.

 

The alarm clock was small, semi-transparent all around, inlaid with many jewels, and had a strong sense of design like an artwork. It was colorful under the sun and looked like a fragile item that needed to be handled with care.

 

“If you don’t turn it off within a minute of the alarm ringing,” Jing Xian said, “it will start biting.”

 

“…” Lu Yingjiu said, “What am I doing?”

 

“It’s fun, it doesn’t hurt when it bites. This is a new product from the ghost world, I’ve never had it before.” Jing Xian said with interest, putting it on the bedside, “You said you want to get up early tomorrow to taste the new wine adjusted by Ye Feng, let’s set an alarm for seven o’clock.”

 

To be honest, Lu Yingjiu hadn’t set an alarm for a long time.

 

Jing Xian was a qualified human body alarm clock… ghost body alarm clock. He didn’t need sleep, even if he dozed off for a while, he could always wake up on time and then wake up Lu Yingjiu.

 

That night, he looked at the alarm clock on the bedside and fell asleep in Jing Xian’s arms with some suspicion.

 

The next day, the sun was shining, and the curtains were floating in the light dust.

 

Ding ling ling ling–

 

Ding ling ling ling ling–

 

A harsh bell rang!

 

Lu Yingjiu woke up abruptly, with disheveled hair, and sat up in confusion.

 

He was awake, but his consciousness hadn’t caught up yet, and he was confused about what had happened. The aroma of food came from the living room, Jing Xian was making breakfast.

 

Ding ling ling–

 

Ding ling ling ling– Ahhhhhhh!

 

A scream erupted!

 

Lu Yingjiu: ??

 

Before he could react, Jing Xian rushed in with a spatula. “What…”

 

A dark shadow sprang out from the bedside and rushed towards Jing Xian! Lu Yingjiu took a closer look, and it turned out to be that glittering alarm clock!

 

At this moment, the alarm clock cracked a gap, opened, and inside were short, beast-like baby teeth, biting up and down!

 

“Ahhhh!” It screamed, furious to the extreme.

 

Lu Yingjiu: ?!?!

 

He was awakened.

 

Jing Xian reacted very quickly, retracted his foot to avoid its attack, then reached out and turned off the alarm, and put it back on the bedside.

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

He thought the alarm clock incident was over.

 

After all, Jing Xian only had a three-minute passion for each underworld furniture, and he would get bored after playing for a few days and wanted to change to something new.

 

Until this night, they came back from the bar, just took off their shoes, put away their belongings, and hairball squatted beside them wagging its tail–

 

“Wu wu wu awooo–!” It suddenly screamed!

 

Lu Yingjiu looked down and saw the luxurious alarm clock rushing out from the depths of the living room, showing its baby teeth, and biting hairball’s hind leg!

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…!”

Hairball’s leg was bitten, and it howled and jumped around the house like a lively ball. Lu Yingjiu chased after it trying to rescue hairball, and Jing Xian shouted from behind, “Handle with care! It’s fragile!”

 

After a lot of chaos, the two husbands finally caught the panicked hairball, Lu Yingjiu held it, Jing Xian carefully peeled off the alarm clock.

 

However, as Jing Xian said, the alarm clock was very fragile, and several of the inlaid jewels have been broken.

 

“Wu wu!” Hairball grumbled.

 

Lu Yingjiu quickly rubbed it to comfort it, and by the way, slapped Jing Xian’s head hard.

 

But this was just the beginning.

 

The alarm clock was completely out of control.

 

In the next two days, the cow cat in the house got along well with the alarm clock, but the two of them and hairball were attacked to varying degrees.

 

The alarm clock was very small and had a special liking for human heels. Every time Lu Yingjiu was in the living room, as long as he stood for a while, his heel would be bitten by it.

 

It didn’t hurt or itch.

 

But the feeling of being chased and bitten all the way was too outrageous. No matter where he went, the alarm clock followed him like an angry little dog, persistently biting his foot.

 

Lu Yingjiu was really bothered by it, and thinking about how good and expensive the jewels on it were, he felt sorry for it when it was bumped and bumped. So, every time he led the trouble away, he took the alarm clock to find Jing Xian.

 

The alarm clock was fierce, and as soon as it saw Jing Xian, it immediately switched targets–Jing Xian was calm and didn’t mind having such a follower behind him.

 

It’s just hard for hairball.

 

It was very afraid of the alarm clock, so much so that it dared not go to the ground, and had to be held by Lu Yingjiu every time it came to the living room.

 

In this way, two days passed. When it was time for a big cleanup, the alarm clock went completely crazy, shouting “Ahhhh!” while indiscriminately attacking everyone. In the critical moment, Jing Xian fully demonstrated his responsibility and commitment, the dignified Ghost King, holding Lu Yingjiu in one hand and hairball in the other… stood on the bay window.

 

The alarm clock couldn’t jump up, and it was angrily “ah ah ah” spinning around in circles below.

 

Jing Xian: “Cute.”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “Tsk.”

 

Haiball: “Wu wu wu.”

 

Lu Yingjiu, holding Jing Xian’s neck, said after a long time, “Jing Xian…”

 

“Hmm?” Jing Xian looked back at him.

 

“Pa!” He gave Jing Xian a solid flick on the forehead.

 

Then Lu Yingjiu broke free from his embrace.

 

He simply jumped down and picked up the broom and smashed it! The broom pressed down on the alarm clock, and with a “bang”, it stopped moving completely.

 

Lu Yingjiu added two more hits.

 

When the broom was moved, the jewels scattered all over the floor with various brilliant fragments.

 

Jing Xian: “Ah.”

 

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath and said, “Jing Xian, you are not allowed to get into my bed tonight.”

 

He did what he said.

 

The Ghost King spent a lonely half night.

 

–The reason why it was half a night was because hairball betrayed the plan, and secretly opened the door for Jing Xian in the middle of the night under the temptation of the skull.

 

No matter what, after the alarm clock incident, Lu Yingjiu never gave Jing Xian the opportunity to try furniture again.

 

After more than half a month, they bought normal furniture and invited friends to come over for dinner to celebrate the joy of moving.

 

Friends crowded into the house, gathered together to chat and play board games. Jing Xian personally cooked, and Lu Yingjiu was his assistant.

 

Lu Yingjiu really had no talent in cooking. During this period, he tried to cook for Jing Xian, not knowing how many pots he had burnt, and the things he made were very good as long as they didn’t cause food poisoning after eating.

 

Lu Yingjiu obviously didn’t want everyone to get food poisoning, so he just honestly cut the vegetables. The hands that had cut countless fierce ghosts’ throats were very steady with the knife, and the sliced meat was thin to semi-transparent.

 

The two of them worked side by side, cooperatively and tacitly, and made a large table of delicious dishes: Beggar’s Chicken, Dongpo Pork, Braised Shrimp in Oil, Steamed Egg with Braised Tofu and Superior Soup Pea Sprouts, accompanied by crispy pork skin and crispy roast duck and various fried foods.

 

Everyone was amazed when they saw it, and they ate heartily.

 

Ye Feng stuffed a big chicken leg in his mouth, and said while gnawing, “Lu Yingjiu, you are still not fat like this, it’s really a miracle.”

 

“Comparing oneself to another makes one angry to death.” Chen Xiaoling viciously stuck the fork into the salad, “I eat a few high-calorie foods casually, and I immediately gain several pounds, and the fat goes all over my face.”

 

Yao Gou: “Delicious! This is delicious! Ah, that’s not bad!”

 

“This craftsmanship is really good…” Zhang Shuwan also praised, and drank the wine in her hand.

 

Only Xiao Li sat in the corner, eating delicious food, but from time to time he looked worriedly upstairs.

 

Is it an attic upstairs? Everyone is downstairs, there should be no one, right?

 

But, he seemed… vaguely heard something?

 

He weakly pulled Ye Feng, “Brother Ye Feng, did you hear any noise upstairs?”

 

“What?” Ye Feng was still eating chicken legs, “You heard it wrong, how could there be someone upstairs.”

 

Xiao Li was half-believing.

 

After eating, chatting, playing games, and playing board games, Lu Yingjiu received a call saying that there was a courier at the gate of the community and could not be delivered.

 

Thinking about it, it seemed to be the ice cream he bought.

 

He was afraid that the ice cream would melt, so he hurriedly prepared to go downstairs. Jing Xian always liked to follow him, and also went down with him.

 

When the two of them came back with the ice cream, as soon as they entered the door, they felt that the atmosphere was a bit different.

 

Everyone’s faces… seem a bit tense?

 

They gathered under the stairs and looked upstairs together.

 

“What’s wrong?” Lu Yingjiu.

 

Xiao Li said, “There is always a noise in your attic, we heard it. Brother Ye Feng and Brother Yao Gou went up to check the situation,” he swallowed, “Will it be a thief…”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

It’s impossible to be a thief.

 

But, but there is something in that attic…!

 

Lu Yingjiu shouted: “Ye Feng! Don’t open the door!”

 

But it was too late, Ye Feng plucked up the courage to pull the attic door.

 

“Gurgle…” 

 

“Bang Bang Bang!” 

 

“Squeak!”

 

A mess of noise came down from upstairs!

 

The underworld furnitures rushed down one after another, with chairs riding on tables, bed frames striding with four legs, coffee tables making strange laughs, and more and more alarm clocks rushing down!

 

“Ah ah ah ah!” They screamed.

 

For a while, the living room was in chaos.

 

The coffee table was flying in the sky, the curtains were dancing, the bedside cabinets were twisting on the ground, everyone’s heels were attacked, and the alarm clocks were biting and running around.

 

It could be described as a picture of hell.

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

Lu Yingjiu: “…”

 

By the time he and Jing Xian rescued everyone and sent them out in shock, the whole house was still full of underworld furnitures.

 

It took a lot of effort for the two to get all the furniture back into the attic. The night was deep, Lu Yingjiu leaned on the back of the sofa, looked at the chaotic living room, and sighed deeply.

 

There was silence, and Jing Xian knew he was guilty.

 

After a long time, he said, “Can I go to bed tonight?”

 

Lu Yingjiu laughed, shook his head and said, “I’m not angry.” He pulled Jing Xian’s collar, let him lower his head slightly, and exchanged a slightly tired but lingering kiss.

 

After the kiss, Jing Xian’s eyes were bright, and he hugged Lu Yingjiu’s waist and whispered, “Really not angry?”

 

“Never.” Lu Yingjiu sighed helplessly, “I know you too well, or to say, this kind of thing is really ‘Jing Xian’. I have been mentally prepared.”

 

After saying that, he laughed again, shook his head and said, “If you really like this furniture, just put it at home, after all, this is your home too – of course, you can’t put too much, every time you put one or two more pieces…”

 

Before he finished speaking, he kissed Jing Xian again.

 

Later, their home continued to change with different underworld furniture.

 

There were screaming alarm clocks, bone chairs, and haunted curtains.

 

Various styles were endless, and every day was a new surprise.

 

Of course, Jing Xian’s long-awaited handcuffs and belt series finally came into play…

 

As for how many times this series had passed, only Lu Yingjiu himself knew.