Lovely wife, my husband is not human

"I only know that all things have animism and can be cultivated into spirits under certain conditions. But it is really strange that a guqin can hatch two demons with completely different personalities, the Qin Demon and the White Deer." Sumile couldn't help but sigh.

Gui Xi couldn't stand the short-sightedness of the future director's wife. Since the director was present and could not speak out, he said: "There are many such examples in the demon world, but Consul Meng De will not hesitate to betray the demon management bureau for the sake of the love between his children. It’s so confusing.”

Ming Guang looked at Sumile's side face, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes, and whispered: "It's understandable."

Meng De was startled in disbelief when he heard this. Normally, the cold-blooded and overbearing director would have scorned what he did.He let out a long sigh of relief, and then told all the details.
In order to relieve the pain of lovesickness over the years, Meng De has devoted all his energy to maintaining the order of the demon world, taking it as his own duty to eradicate evil-doing scourges like the piano demon.

But every late night, as soon as he saw the lifelike deer on the guqin, the voice and smile of the white deer would unknowingly appear before his eyes...

Over the course of thousands of years, Mengde woke up from countless midnight dreams, facing the loneliness of the room alone.

One can imagine how excited he must be when one day he suddenly learns that the lover he misses day and night can be resurrected!
"The Painted Skin Demon said that she and Qin Mo practiced demonic magic that deceived people's hearts. Even if they die, they can be resurrected using special methods."

"As long as the blood of those who voluntarily donate is collected as medicine and poured on the body of the piano without interruption every day, after a year, their souls can be reunited and brought back to life."

"The White Deer and the Qin Demon live and die together. As long as the Qin Demon is resurrected, it is equivalent to resurrecting the White Deer."

"If I help her rescue the male demon, she can help me resurrect the white deer..."

Gui Ji asked sternly: "Washing the body of the piano with your heart's blood for a year? How many people will be killed? So you help the Painted Skin Demon escape from prison in order to resurrect the White Deer?"

Meng De raised his head to look at her and replied: "I won't die, I'm just trying to find a way to get some blood from my heart. The Painted Skin Demon turned those people into puppets with great difficulty, and I won't let them die easily."

Rose Thorns Liu frowned lightly and said: "What if it is a trap? After all, the credibility of resurrection from the dead is too low."

Meng De lowered his eyes, looking like he was risking his life and risking his life: "No matter if it is a trap or not, I will try it, as long as it can win a glimmer of life for the White Deer, but now...the last hope has been shattered..."

At this time, everyone was convinced that the reason why Meng De committed suicide was because he knew that the mother demon was dead, and the conditions for pouring Guqin with the puppets' blood no longer existed.

Gui Xi could no longer hold her chin up confidently, and changed her role from the judge to the instigator. She glanced over her head silently, so that no one could notice the shame on her face.If she hadn't killed the female demon by mistake, the situation would not have developed to this point.

"So, the male demon's next plan is probably to create a large number of puppets again." Ming Guang looked grim.

This sentence awakened Sumile: "Yes, if the theory of resurrecting the dead is true, the male demon will definitely find ways to resurrect the female demon, and the wish-making boy is still in his hands, so it is not difficult to create more puppets."

Meng De's lifeless eyes suddenly burst into light.

Since the puppet can be made again, it means there is still hope for resurrecting the white deer!
Ming Guang saw through his mind at a glance, but did not reveal it. He only said: "The Demon Management Bureau must try its best to stop the male demon's actions and arrest him as soon as possible." He looked at Su Mi Le again, "Looking at Su Su's efforts to For the sake of your pleading, I would like to put aside all the wrong things you have done before, Consul Mengde, are you willing to give up your merits?"

Everyone present was shocked, especially Sumile who looked at Ming Guang with a confused look on his face. When had he ever begged for Meng De?

"How?" Unable to withstand the director's direct gaze, Meng De nodded with a complex expression, expressing his willingness to cooperate with the Demon Management Bureau's actions.

As soon as he came out of the prison, Gui Ci couldn't help but ask: "It will be difficult to catch the tiger after it is released. Director, have you really thought about it?"

Ming Guang's lips slightly raised: "That's why it should be left to Meng De. He will care about the whereabouts of the Painted Skin Demon more than anyone else. Gui Ci, you are responsible for tracking and monitoring Meng De's whereabouts. If you find any abnormal behavior, report to him at any time. I'll report."

Gui Xi nodded solemnly, raised his right fist to his left chest, turned around and went to carry out his mission without saying any nonsense.

When Gui Ci walked away, Su Mi Le spoke: "Why do you say it was me who asked for Meng De's favor?"

The wind was a bit strong, Ming Guang first took off his coat and put it on her body, then picked up a strand of her hair that was blown by the wind by her ears, and said softly: "Meng De's nature values ​​love and righteousness, and he will definitely take care of you." Keep your intercession for him in mind, if you need him in the future, he will definitely repay the favor and be of use to you."

Knowing that Ming Guang was paving the way for herself, allowing her to establish a positive image in the minds of her subordinates so that she could receive support in the future, Sumile was moved and divided half of her coat.

From the preparation of the wedding to the food tasting, Sumile originally planned to use a buffet style for guests to dine, with rich varieties and various flavors. Everyone can take what they want and socialize while eating. However, due to the strong opposition of the grandfather, it was changed to the traditional way. feast.

According to Grandpa, the Su family is a well-known family, known to everyone in the country.

The villagers even treated the old man as a living god who protected the peace of the area. They always respected him so much that anyone who cooked pigs or slaughtered sheep would send a portion to the Su family.

How could Mr. Su's granddaughter be so unruly when she got married? Even though she was marrying a supreme figure in the demon world and had a special status, so she could not be praised in front of others, but she still had to give the villagers a lively banquet.

Ming Guang invited a top team of chefs to prepare a sumptuous table of dishes for trial use.

Sumile picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. His smile suddenly froze in mid-air. "Sour! So sour! Why is this Babao Chicken sour?"

Ming Guang raised an eyebrow and looked at the chef, as if he wanted an explanation.

The chef's face was earth-colored, and he kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a sweat towel.

Sumile tasted several other dishes, such as Buddha jumping over the wall, roasted suckling pig, steamed bear paws... All the dishes were as sour as half a pound of vinegar, and even the stir-fried vegetables were sour to the point of losing teeth.

Upon seeing this, the chef quickly stepped forward and apologized: "This dish is not to your taste. I, I, I, I will make it again right away!"

Sumile smiled and said nonchalantly: "You go down first. As for the dishes to be ordered for the banquet, my husband and I will discuss it before making a choice."

"Okay, okay!" The chef withdrew as if he was being pardoned.

"I think the chef you invited wouldn't dare to fool around like this. Someone must have tampered with the food to make it taste like this." Sumile analyzed, "The other party doesn't look like an enemy, because they didn't put poison, they put so much Jealousy is more like a prank. Someone who dares to play a prank in front of you must be someone close to you. Think about it, who is it most likely to be?"