o many fake believers everywhere nowadays!My brother smacked his lips and hesitated, “Our family has a saying, what if we help Buddhist disciples under the feet of the Bodhisattva Wouldn't the Bodhisa...Before hearing this phrase, I would have thought it was a tragic fate that could never be unraveled.

Now hearing the same words from him, they sound like love confessions.

So, women are easy to please. As long as you warm her heart, she'll find even poison sweet.

"How many years ago did this ghost clerk run away So it's been locked up in such a place all along." Jiang Qiyun gave the trembling little demon with pointed horns a cold glance.

It turns out this sharp-angled little demon is a ghost messenger responsible for punishing souls in the underworld. He was summoned by dark magic many years ago to possess someone. He originally possessed a nobleman who enjoyed killing, but he gradually became obsessed with tormenting the living and would often lure people in to torture and kill them.

A monk wanted to deal with it, but because he still had the excuse of his official position, he could only seal him in this underground dungeon.

This letter has been gone for two hundred years. During this time, the underworld investigated the missing persons case, but because he was nowhere to be found, they gave up. Later, this place became a hillside of mud, and it fell asleep underground.

The night Hou Shaowen's project unearthed the black coffin, several people fought and pushed the coffin. That's when it escaped.

Possessed that man and, according to the old laws, punished them.

I used to think that the eighteen levels of hell in Buddhism and the twenty-four prisons in Taoism were mostly fictional. Now it seems… there really are such things.

When we returned to the construction site, Hou Shaowen arrived late at night. He had barely escaped a fatal accident and was on the verge of collapse. He was accompanied by Shen Qingrui, who looked smug—it seemed that Hou Shaowen was being driven mad and went to seek Shen Qingrui's help once again.

Who knew that by the time we arrived, Officer Lu had already taken people to chase the suspect, and my brother and I followed along too. When Shen Qingrui checked the cave entrance, she said there was nothing inside, and that it must have been us, the two "half-baked" members of the Mu family, who let the suspect escape. She also said that we thought we were smart but ended up making a mess of things.

Lao Liu told us all this. He said the woman acted arrogantly and had him prepare a lot of things. When everything was ready, she went to take a look and then said there was nothing inside. Damn it, she's playing people!

"Both of you, what on earth happened Why did you let the things inside get loose What if they come back to haunt us My project—" Hou Shaowen shouted at us anxiously.

"It wasn't released, this stuff attached itself to the suspect and killed his wife. We followed the police as they hunted him down, and before he was caught, he took that thing with him. Now it's gone from here." I explained patiently.

"So you're saying that demolishing this place won't cause any problems No one else will die" Hou Shaowen said, unsure if he believed it.

My brother said he still needs to cleanse the evil spirits and yin energy from these instruments, then dig them up for a few days of sun exposure, and finally fill the hole back in. …He said we should donate these artifacts to the cultural relics department.

"Did you really solve that thing Miss Mu, don't fool me."

I'm a little angry. When have I ever lied to you

He also knew how to read the room. Seeing me turn away, he quickly smiled and pulled out a check: "Miss Mu, please don't be angry. I was just too scared. Here, I'll sign you one million—"

"No need." I shook my head. "Young Master Hou, you're in a hurry for money right now, there's no need to pay us hard work fees. Just keep it and wait until you earn the money to repay us."

After I finished speaking, I turned and walked away. Jiang Qiyun was standing under a tree not far away. I walked up to him and secretly reached out to touch his finger.

He grabbed my hand in return, although his touch was icy cold, it sent a flurry of pink bubbles fluttering in my heart.

Suddenly, a haughty female voice rang out beside me: “ … You actually have the ability to deal with the jailers”

I turned my head and saw Shen Qingrui wearing a national style hanfu dress, with a shawl draped over it. She looked extremely elegant.

"How did you know it was a prison guard" I asked.

Shen Qingrui sneered: "The furnishings inside clearly show that only a novice like you can't see it. Do you think you can handle a ghost messenger who escaped from the underworld two hundred years ago I think you let it go and are now trying to cheat money by making up stories!"

"Think what you want." I turned my head away, not wanting to deal with her.

She was about to continue, when suddenly Jiang Qiyun beside me spoke up: Qingrui.

Shen Qingrui's whole body trembled, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on her face. She looked around, unable to hide the excitement in her voice: "Your Majesty Emperor, where are you"

I was startled—Shen Qingrui called him "Your Majesty"! Does she know Jiang Qiyun's identity She can't see Jiang Qiyun, but is she so familiar with his voice

And Jiang Qiyun actually called her "Qingrui"! How intimate a name is that

"How is the Sealing Evil Formation going" Jiang Qiyun's voice remained unchanged, still as calm and detached as ever.

Shen Qingrui was so excited that her voice trembled: "My Lord Emperor, September 9th is your birthday. There will be a large-scale sacrificial activity at the Qingyu Taoist Temple, and many families will come. I have made appointments with their heads of household to discuss matters. I must ensure every family sends people and does everything in their power to maintain the formation until 'that time'!"

"Hmm. Leave." Jiang Qiyun's eyes held a complex and chilling expression.

Although Shen Qingrui couldn't see him, she wore a look of blissful excitement. She respectfully stepped back several paces and turned to leave—before doing so, she gave me a contemptuous and disdainful glance.

I'm very unhappy. Her hostility towards me is very apparent, and her affection for Jiang Qiyun is even more blatant. Jiang Qiyun remains indifferent to this, and doesn't intend to explain anything to me at all.

He was still holding my hand, but I felt uncomfortable. I gently pulled my hand back.

My brother said that the black coffin was a good thing, he directly asked Hou Shaowen for the coffin, Hou Shaowen couldn't wait for someone to deal with this ominous thing. So my brother called Yincha Dabao and asked him to drive a small truck over.

It's getting late now, and my body can't handle staying up any longer. I was standing there rubbing my eyes non-stop. My brother gave me the car keys and told me to go take a nap in the back seat. He'll wait for the eldest one to arrive and then drive us home.

When I got on the bus, Jiang Qiyun followed me and without a word, he picked me up.

This is outside! And I'm extremely pissed off right now, so tired that I can't even open my eyes, and he still wants to—

"You... that's enough!" I whispered through gritted teeth.

He raised his eyes, his cold amber gaze holding a sinister light, as if warning me not to become complacent.

Yes, he said so. I am his wife in a spiritual marriage, destined to be with him until death. A wife's duty is to make him happy and satisfied.

Therefore, refusal and resistance are a provocation to his authority.

>stures could keep even these gods and goddesses talking for half a day.I took a step inside, and saw the master bedroom door slightly ajar. Hongyi Mo Yi covered her mouth and whispered to each other,...