Mr. Shen’s little monster-catching wife

The lookout tower towered over a wide plain. Su Jinyan could faintly see the sparkling waves in the distance. Was that from Huangquan?

"Hey, why don't you line up?"

A woman angrily shouted to Su Jinyan, "Wait in line to drink Meng Po soup!"

Following the sound, Su Jinyan saw a woman wearing ancient clothes, with her chest rolled up and her forearms exposed. There were two ghosts beside her helping him make soup.

"Can I not drink?"

Su Jinyan asked.

"Don't drink?"

The girl's pretty face froze, and she pointed to the front left of her.

"That's the fate of ghosts who don't drink, especially those like you who came from the realm of evil spirits..."

Looking in the direction of the girl's finger, Su Jinyan saw a row of evil spirits who did not drink the ecstasy soup.

Each one of them was mutilated. They must have been bitten by Chiguo or had their heads chopped off.

The ghost's feet were nailed with iron hooks, and a copper pipe was inserted into the ghost's throat, and he was roughly kicked away by drinking soup.

This……

The civil servants in Hades have a heavy workload every day, just look at the grumpy looks of the ghost guards!

"See, drink it obediently."

The woman handed a bowl to Su Jinyan.

She came closer and smelled it. The bowl smelled of alcohol, and she frowned and asked.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, asked me to wait for him by the Huangquan River. You didn't tell me to drink this..." "Emperor?"

The woman was obviously stunned for a moment, and then cursed.

"Are you crazy? How could the emperor mess up the rules of the underworld?

And why would I care if you, a mortal, drink soup? "

"It's true, I have the Chilong bracelet he gave me..."

Su Jinyan raised his hand. There was no blood jade bracelet on his wrist, only blood marks.

The woman said angrily.

"It's all nonsense. You people who came from the realm of evil spirits are all bad guys! Come on, give her some soup!"

Su Jinyan stepped back step by step. After drinking the ecstasy soup, she forgot all about her past, but she didn't want to forget Shen Mohan just like that.

At this time, a ghost man touched his chin and looked at Su Jinyan.

"Meng Shu, I think this ghost is a bit strange... How can a person who came from the realm of evil ghosts be so complete?

You see she is in good health both physically and mentally, and she is still bleeding from her chest. How can a ghost bleed?

How does she look like a living person..."

The woman named Meng Shu frowned and looked at Su Jinyan and asked.

"What's your name?"

"Su Jinyan."

Meng Shu looked at Su Jinyan's chest again, and continued to ask as the bleeding continued.

"...Why is your chest bleeding?"

"How do I know why? Anyway, it keeps bleeding!"

Meng Shu walked up with her sleeves rolled up, tugged at the tattered clothes on Su Jinyan's chest and said.

"Let me see what's going on-"

After tearing her clothes apart, Meng Shu looked at Su Jinyan in disbelief.

"You actually have the blood curse of immortality! Who are you?!"

"I am your emperor's wife..."

Su Jinyan lowered his eyes and looked at his chest. Is there any curse there? I saw a lot of blood bleeding!

Meng Shu was startled.

"No wonder I thought this name sounded familiar to me at first. It turned out to be the emperor's wife in the earthly world."

Meng Shu carefully looked at Su Jinyan in front of her again. Although there was a lot of blood on her face and body, it was not difficult to tell that she was a beauty!

"I heard your name when we were chatting. Why are you acting like this?"

"Can you let me go first? I'm afraid that if I go late, Mo... uh, your emperor will be angry."

Maybe he would actually hit himself.

Meng Shu nodded immediately.

"Yes, yes, but you have to wear this coir raincoat and ride on a bamboo raft to get there, because you haven't drunk the soup and can't walk on the Naihe Bridge."          Oh, good!"

Su Jinyan nodded, took the coir raincoat handed over by Meng Shu and put it on her body.

"You, take the little lady over there!"

Meng Shu ordered another ghost messenger to take Su Jinyan there.

Looking at the river water under the Bamboo Raft, the ghosts imprisoned in the ground, looking up at the people above, Su Jinyan couldn't help but ask.

"Why are they under the river?"

Gui Cha curled his lips and said.

"The infatuated person who is unwilling to drink the ecstasy soup has to wait here for a thousand years and watch the infatuated person walk through the Naihe Bridge more than three times before he can be reincarnated with his memory.

Little lady, wrap up your raincoat and don't let these fools find you. If they find us opening the back door, they will capsize the boat and pull you off. "

"Oh my God!"

Su Jinyan immediately huddled up and squatted on the bamboo raft, covering his head with a raincoat.

How can people in the world, who indulge in lust and pursue desires, believe that there are such strict laws to reward good and punish evil?

The bamboo raft gradually came to the shore, and the ghost beside her suddenly crawled on the bamboo raft. Just when Su Jinyan was wondering, her raincoat was suddenly lifted off and thrown into the river!

"Eh?!!"

Su Jinyan shrank into a ball in fear.

In front of her eyes was a black dragon-patterned hem of her clothes, and then a big cold hand lifted up the back of her neck.

"Susu!"

This sound...

It was undoubtedly Shen Mohan.

Su Jinyan raised his eyes and saw a cold and handsome face, with a faint fire dancing in his deep eyes.

"Mo Han!"

Su Jinyan immediately threw herself into Shen Mohan's arms. She didn't care how embarrassed she was at this moment, she just wanted to throw herself into the arms of the man in front of her.

"I'm here!"

Shen Mohan took a deep breath and felt heartbroken when he saw Su Jinyan in his arms. He hugged Su Jinyan and walked to the river bank.

The river bank was covered in blood red, and as far as the eye could see was a sea of ​​blood red flowers.

Manzhushahuayaoyao, one by one blooming on the bank of Huangquan River, boundless, blooming along the river.

He took Su Jinyan among the flowers, tore her blood-stained clothes, and wrapped her in his own robe.

"I already know about Qinglian bringing you out."

Shen Mohan squatted in front of Su Jinyan and looked at her seriously.

"Why did you rush towards the formation?"

"nothing!"

Su Jinyan shook his head and said.

At that time, she felt that she was useless and had no sense of sacrifice.

Even if Qingluan's soul was completely destroyed, he still wanted to suppress the formation one last time.

Others also sacrificed for this, but I was reluctant to give up anything.

Shen Mohan's mercy and kindness were in vain, but he only added karma to him.

"You just don't listen."

Slender fingers pinched Su Jinyan's cheeks and spoke helplessly.

"I can temporarily suppress the collapse. Have you forgotten about the Hundred Ghost Bureau?

It can make hundreds of ghosts disappear into ashes. Thousands of ghosts are not a big problem. It just takes a little more cultivation—"

Following his example, Su Jinyan raised her hand and imitated his gesture by pinching his chin.

"Don't add any more karma to me, or neither of us will get better..."

You see, I am not going to take the evil ghost path yet, this is a reminder to me. "

"You just don't believe me!"

Shen Mohan held her hand that was touching his cheek, brought it to his lips and kissed it.

"I didn't expect that the immortal blood curse would be activated so soon... Look at your injuries..."