The sweet mourning beauty and the King of Hell are killing each other like crazy in the world

When the ghost messengers took away the various grotesque souls who were unwilling to leave, the big hole in the factory yard was also dug.

Zhang Haibin directed several workers to lift a large dragon-headed turtle into the pit.

Gu Yichen controlled my body and turned it around a few times, maybe looking for some direction. I didn't quite understand it. I didn't remember the content of the WeChat message he sent me at the time.

All I know is that I took some soil, added the blood of the black rooster, added water and mud to make five clay figures, and placed them next to the dragon-headed turtle.

He also placed the Taigong Order flag in the middle of the pit, and wrote the Taigong Order on it with ink mixed with cinnabar. The same flags were also placed at the four corners.

He also put in a stone slab with the Grand Duke's order engraved on it and placed it next to the dragon-headed turtle.

Five more talismans, many gold ingots, etc. were burned.

The other clay figures were placed in the holes dug at the four corners of the factory, and the same operation was performed.

The scene was very lively and grand, but I felt myself getting weaker and weaker.

Seeing that the factory was getting brighter and brighter, and the black air was getting less and less, I felt that I was getting weaker and weaker. Later, I couldn't even open my eyes and didn't know anything anymore.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes again, I was back in the paper shop and my bedroom.

Gu Yichen was leaning on the bedside, sliding his fingers through his mobile phone.

My lips were burning dry, but I still asked the question I was most concerned about first, "Brother Yichen, has the salvation ceremony been completed?"

I didn't know anything at that time. In fact, I had been worried about whether the salvation ceremony could be completed smoothly, and whether the subsequent procedures would be interrupted because I lost consciousness.

But I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes again, Gu Yichen would be with me in the bedroom.

Why did I lose consciousness because I didn't hold on?How much I should blame myself if Gu Yichen could no longer possess me because I lost consciousness.

Gu Yichen immediately turned to look at me. Seeing that I was really awake, he immediately replied, "It's done. It's a success. You drink some water first."

As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and pulled me into his arms, then held me with one hand and took the water glass on the bedside table with the other hand, bringing it to my mouth, "Good boy, drink water first."

The water was already brought to my mouth, so I simply drank it all, and my dry lips finally eased a bit.

He put down the water glass, stretched out his hand again, and wiped away the water droplets from my lips with his thumb.

He let go of his other hand and said to me, "I'll make you another cup of hot milk. Wait for me and I'll be back soon."

When he came back with hot milk, he never took his eyes off my body.

I simply looked back generously, glad that I was wearing pajamas and a summer quilt.

I frowned and asked him, "Brother Yichen, the salvation ceremony has not been completed yet. What happened next?"

He put the hot milk on the bedside table, raised his legs and got on the bed, "Are you worried about something?"

My stomach rumbled and I felt empty and my head felt weak. I took the initiative to hold his arm and said, "Brother Yichen, I'm hungry. Where is my phone?"

He stopped moving for a moment and allowed me to hold him.

"Momo said she's hungry, do you want me to cook some instant noodles? Or order takeout?"

At this moment, Gu Yichen seemed to know that I regarded him as someone to rely on. He sat quietly beside me and handed me my mobile phone.

When I went to answer the phone, I saw a warm light shining in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Momo, I didn't know when you would wake up. I forgot to prepare food. You must be starving."

His worried look really made him look like a newlywed husband doting on his beloved wife.

I softened my heart and coaxed him, "Then hurry up and cook me two packs of instant noodles. I'm so hungry that I can't wait to order takeout, Brother Yichen."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Gu Yichen entered the bedroom carrying a large bowl of instant noodles nestled with poached eggs.

He didn't even have a rag in his hand, so he just brought it over.

I looked at it anxiously, "How can you just bring it over with your hands? You have to put a rag on the edge of the bowl. What if you get burned?"

He smiled warmly, "You are my wife. In order for you to eat quickly, I was burned a little bit. It's not a problem."

Gu Yichen seemed to enjoy my coquettishness towards him. In his soul state, it was best not to touch such hot things directly.

But Gu Yichen didn't care about burning it and could bring it to me directly.

At this moment, he really dotes on me and only cares about whether I am hungry or not.

I looked at Gu Yichen pretending to be gentle.

He also looked at me carefully. "Eat quickly," he handed me the chopsticks.

"Brother Yichen, while I'm eating, you can tell me what happened after I fell into a coma, okay?" I made him happy, but I tried my best to stay awake.

Being with a male ghost who is much older than me, I have to remind myself all the time not to be in love.

"Okay," Gu Yichen said suddenly as if he had thought of something, "The money has been collected, a total of 28, and [-] was transferred to Zhang Haibin, and the rest is in your card."

My heart was struck.

Even if I faint in the middle, the money will still arrive.

I am very lucky that the person who cooperates with me is my ghost husband.

I freed my left hand to hug him, absorbing the sense of security in him.

Gu Yichen's soul stiffened for a moment, and then he hugged me back gently.

He just held me quietly and watched me eat.

When he took the dishes and chopsticks and carried them back to the kitchen to wash them, I also wanted to refill the hot milk I had just finished.

I was standing in the kitchen holding a glass of water.

Gu Yichen lost his temper in the small courtyard behind.

I don't know what happened, but Gu Yichen was very angry.

I looked out through the old glass that hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

……

In the silvery moonlight.

Then he saw Gu Yichen stepping on a male ghost's face with his shiny black leather shoes, his voice cold and cruel, "Trash."

I was taken aback.

Is this Gu Yichen?

Is he that Gu Yichen who convinces people with reason and always talks about reason first?

Is that Gu Yichen who bowed down to cook instant noodles for me?

Perhaps what I see with my own eyes at this moment is the real him.

Before his death, he was a prominent figure in the business world and often appeared in financial magazines.

At that time, he was less than thirty, and his methods were said to be very ruthless.

But in these days of getting along with him, I can't piece together what he did, even the legendary ferocious appearance he had during his lifetime.

Saw it with my own eyes today.

The person is familiar, but it feels strange to me.

Otherwise, I'd better not continue reading.

After making milk, go back to bed and lie down.

Just as he was hesitating while holding the empty cup, the door of the room was pushed open.

"Ok?"

Gu Yichen walked in.

His expression was cold and hard, and his dark eyes were full of indifference.

I calmed down and said, "I want to come over and make a cup of hot milk powder."

The words fell, and Gu Yichen's wrist was already tightly grasped.

He has a lot of strength.

My wrist hurt from his grip.

"Why did you come here by yourself?" He stared at me.

(End of this chapter)