Blind and Delicate Husband - Chapter 42

After passing through the ghost realm barrier, Jun Xuan finally saw the true appearance of the ghost realm.

Although Bitzen merged the entire Youzhou into the ghost world that day, the ghost world was not as big as a single Youzhou.

On the contrary, the whole ghost world is like a small world, and the sky extends infinitely, which outlines a vast world.

Ghosts come and go on the streets, and they have adapted to the life of being a ghost. The ghosts of the demons and the ghosts of the human race live in harmony. Occasionally, there are ghosts and ghosts in the streets, and the order is very orderly.

The only difference between this place and the mortal world should be that the sky is dark and there is no sun – which makes the entire ghost world shrouded in a gray color.

Jun Xuan faintly felt a sense of familiarity here, looked at it for a moment, and when he regained his senses, the ghost palace was already close to him.

The enchanter said: “Your Majesty is inside, Shangxian, please—”

Jun Xuan’s footsteps stopped, and he hesitated for a while.

He lowered his head, stretched out his hand and took off his cap, looked at the blue bricks on the ground, pursed his lips and said nothing.

It was not until the Soul Enchanter didn’t see him move for a long time and looked over suspiciously, Jun Xuan took a deep breath and walked towards the hall.

He was too nervous, bit his lip unconsciously, biting out a hint of dark red blood from that beautifully shaped lip.

When he came to the back of the screen, he finally stopped.

There was a very slight rustling sound behind the screen, and someone was writing with a pen.

Jun Xuan listened for a moment, but he just failed to take that step, exposing himself to that person’s eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Beaten finally put down her pen and said to the looming snow-colored corner of her clothes: “Shangxian is obsessed with looking for me, just wants to hear me write?”

Jun Xuan: “…”

There is no way to hide anymore, he finally came out from behind the screen.

However, before he could be embarrassed, his pupils shrunk slightly.

Beaten, who was standing in front of the case, turned all her blue hair completely white.

She was wearing a black robe lazily, and the white hair that fell on her waist was **** with a blood-red hairband, lining her bright eyebrows, blood-stained coquettish.

Jun Xuan was stunned, he stepped forward subconsciously, and wanted to touch her temple hair, his throat was dry: “What’s going on?”

Biten avoided his hand back, and the smile didn’t reach his eyes: “Xianjun, self-respect.”

Jun Xuan was silent, his face was gloomy: “You make me respect myself?”

Just as Biten was about to say something, she saw the look of this handsome and cold-faced immortal changed, as if the benevolent mask on the statue suddenly cracked, revealing the true emotions under the mask.

He almost glared at her fiercely: “When you coaxed me before, you didn’t say that!”

Beaten: “…”

She was a dignified ghost king, and he was so fierce that he took a small step back.

Will he still be angry?

Beaten thought to herself, she wasn’t angry, but he was actually angry?

One has two, and after the first one got angry successfully, Jun Xuan continued to get angry and asked her: “Why didn’t you listen to me that day! Why didn’t you let me enter the ghost world!”

The more you talk, the more angry you become, the more you think about it, the more aggrieved!

He looked at her coldly: “Don’t you want to be responsible? So you found an excuse to not see me on purpose?”

Beaten: “…”

Beaten: “?”

Biten looked back coldly: “Although you are a fairy now, it doesn’t mean you can talk nonsense.”

“The person I’m in charge of is Lou Jing, what does it have to do with you, Jun Xuan Shangxian?”

Jun Xuan: “??”

What the **** is this?

He pursed his lips and looked at her: “I am Lou Jing, why don’t you believe me?”

Beaten avoided his gaze and walked around from the other side of the table: “You’re not.”

Jun Xuan blocked her way and looked her in the eyes: “You said I would leave you and leave, I didn’t, Beaten, now you keep pushing me away.”

Beaten didn’t speak for a while. She lowered her eyes and was a little dazed: “But you don’t look like my A Jing.”

“One of the reasons why I became an evil ghost is for my Ah Jing – that mortal ‘Lou Jing’, that invisible ‘Lou Jing’, not Shangxian Junxuan.”

“From the moment he became you, I didn’t feel his presence.”

It’s a very contradictory feeling.

Rationally, she did know that he was indeed her Lou Jing.

Perceptually, she couldn’t help but reject him, not believing that he was Lou Jing.

Jun Xuan was stunned for a moment. He didn’t know what he was like in the mortal world when he was transcending the calamity.

Does he look different from him now?

There was confusion and a little panic in his eyes.

He knew that some ghosts would still be obsessed with chasing their obsessions after death, but their impressions of obsessions were all fixed at the moment before death.

That is to say, after a person dies, if their obsession is no longer what they remembered before death, they may no longer be able to identify it.

For example, someone wants to find his floral dress before he dies, but if the floral dress has a hole in it or faded, even though it is the same thing, the ghost can no longer distinguish it.

He did not expect that Beaten might also have such a cognitive impairment for him.

So she doesn’t recognize him anymore.

He tried to convince Beaten: “But I’m Lou Jing, you can’t just leave me alone because I’ve changed.”

“You said, no matter what I become, you will not leave me.”

Maybe Beaten didn’t realize she would have this cognitive impairment before she made that promise.

But he took it seriously. He couldn’t change himself back to the way he was. If he couldn’t prove that he was Lou Jing, she might really want to leave him.

Beaten turned around and walked out, pressing her eyebrows: “You go, I have to think about it again.”

Jun Xuan stopped her: “Take a good look at me and take a closer look!”

Beaten withdrew hers from his and changed direction.

Jun Xuan finally stopped in place, his eyelashes trembled slightly: “Wait for me, I will find a way.”

Before disappearing behind the screen, Beaten paused.

“I am waiting.”

Jun Xuan turned his head and saw the red writing on the rice paper on the case—

Reciting the crippled dream of the cold crickets, Guihong’s mind, then listen to the Jiangcun night flute.

Look at the snow flying and the reed tips at the bottom of the apple, not as white as the temples.

Jun Xuan thought of Biten’s white hair, and felt a pain in his heart, so he couldn’t hold back, and chased after him.

He still remembered the breath on Beaten’s body and easily found her trace.

Jun Xuan stopped in front of a somewhat dilapidated courtyard and was completely stunned.

After a long time, he reached out and stroked the old wooden door, feeling a familiar touch.

It is Xuan Qingguan’s backyard, where he once lived.

Beaten actually kept it intact.

Jun Xuan stood at the door and paused for a while, a little dazed. After a long time, he crossed the threshold and saw the whole courtyard clearly.

The furnishings in the yard are very old, but it is better than clean, as if someone had cleaned it on purpose, just waiting for the owner to come back and move in.

His eyes swept across these familiar and unfamiliar furnishings, and fell on the osmanthus tree in full bloom in the corner. In the dim ghost world, the blooming osmanthus became a bright color. After approaching, Jun Xuan saw the tree trunk. A sudden white patch, he reached out and stroked it, remembering that when Perak was a child, he loved to tickle the trunk of this osmanthus tree.

It turns out that the tree has been rubbed into this shape by it.

Jun Xuan lowered his eyes and suddenly heard the movement behind him. He turned his head and saw Biten come out of the room and casually lay down on the reclining chair by the door, with his arms behind his head and a fair leg showing from under the skirt. Come, dangling lazily.

As if she hadn’t seen Jun Xuan, she squinted at the door, as if waiting for someone to come back.

Jun Xuan came to her side, squatted down to look at her profile, and called her softly, “Bicen.”

Beaten stretched out a finger and put it to her lips: “Shh, don’t be noisy, I’m going to wait for my Ah Jing to come back.”

She waited for him for hundreds of years and finally lost him.

But it doesn’t matter, if the fate of her evil ghost is to wait for someone in endless years, then wait.

One day, they will meet again.

Jun Xuan followed her gaze and glanced at the door, as if he had made up his mind, and firmly held her cold wrist: “I am Lou Jing, I am back.”

Beaten didn’t even look at him, and withdrew her hand: “You’re not.”

Jun Xuan clenched hard: “You said I’m not, why don’t you dare to look at me? Because I still look similar to him, you dare not look at me, are you afraid of confusing me with him?”

Beaten was expressionless and unresponsive.

Jun Xuan looked at her, and his eyes finally turned red: “If I shave this fairy bone and become a mortal, would you be willing to look at me?”

Beaten closed her eyes, not looking at the reddish ends of his eyes.

Jun Xuan lowered his head, bit his lip, squeezed Biten’s hand tightly, and finally said: “Or are you still angry that I left you at that time?”

Beaten didn’t respond when she heard his first few words, and when she heard the last sentence, she opened her eyes, and finally there was a slight fluctuation in her eyes.

She slammed her shot and pressed against Jun Xuan’s gate of life, Jun Xuan blocked it with a backhand, but she didn’t expect that Biten didn’t make a dead hand at all, just feinted a shot. The immortal-binding rope flew out quickly and wrapped him tightly.

Jun Xuan didn’t remember what it was for a while, but he was stunned and let the immortal-binding rope entangle.

After realizing what happened, Jun Xuan: “…”

She even tied him up!

For a moment, he raised his eyes and looked at Beaten in confusion.

He seemed to suddenly understand the real reason why Beaten was ignoring him.

“Since you brought it up, then I’ll settle the account with you!” Beaten got up from the reclining chair with her eyebrows pressed, met Jun Xuan’s gaze, tugged at the Suo Xian Suo, and pulled him into the room with a cold face: “Come in for me!”

There was very little furniture in the room, and there was no place to talk. Jun Xuan was finally pushed by Biten to sit on the bed.

Beaten stared at him gloomily: “Explain?”

Jun Xuan: “…”

She was really angry and ignored because of this!

Bie Xian Suo seems to have been prepared for a long time, just to catch him – but he himself has worked so hard to deliver it to the door first.

Jun Xuan was bound by Biten, but he breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

He raised his head slightly, exposed his neck without defense, and his eyes were bright: “So what you said before was lying to me?”

What didn’t recognize him, what didn’t feel his existence, was actually because she was sulking in her heart and deliberately lied to him.

Beaten didn’t admit it at all, without squinting: “Are you going to tell me?”

It seems that he is determined to get an answer from him.

Jun Xuan tried his best to recall the events before his calamity and deduced his mental journey in his previous life.

After returning to the immortal position, he remembered a lot of things, but he had a rough guess as to why he did that in his previous life.

But whether the truth is what he guessed, he can’t be completely sure. After all, he doesn’t know what happened in his last life.

This time, it was Jun Xuan’s turn to avoid Biten’s gaze: “I…not so sure.”

After hearing this, Beaten thoughtful, and twirled her fingers around his Adam’s apple: “It’s okay, just say it straight, I can stand it.”

Jun Xuan couldn’t take it anymore.

Because Bitzen’s fingers went down, he slowly pushed aside his layered clothes, and probed into his solemn and neat white robe of the immortal race.

Although his behavior became more arrogant, Beaten’s expression remained unchanged. Seeing that his neck was quickly dyed with a layer of light pink, Beaten bent her lips slightly, and leaned closer to him and whispered: “Shangxian can say it slowly, we still have a long way to go. time…”

Jun Xuan finally caught a glimpse of Biten’s hidden annoyance from beneath her seemingly calm surface.

Searching for the struggle and pain of his remnant soul for hundreds of years, how could it be so easily taken away.

So, she is punishing him.