My husband is the King of the Underworld. 107 Evil Spirit Temple Schemes

Cheng Banxian looks like a scoundrel and is very young. It's hard to imagine he's over fifty years old. He calls my dad "Mu family boy," which means he's quite senior. 。"...He said that at midnight tonight, he wanted me to bring my husband for a second visit, or else nothing could be discussed." 。I looked up at Jiang Qiyun, hoping he would nod in agreement. 。Jiang Qiyun sat beside my desk, propping his chin in one hand, listening to me finish my story. He remained silent, noncommittal. 。“Could you possibly accompany me on a trip?”He raised his eyes slightly, his deep gaze fixed on me: “Currently, only the Shen family and a small number of people in your family know my true identity.” 。He specifically asked for me to go with him, he definitely knows who I am. According to you, he's a half-immortal charlatan who frequents the city's pleasure districts. Why would he know my identity? I quickly shook my head and said: "I haven't told him anything, and I don't know why he wants me to bring my betrothed husband along." 。When it comes to the word "husband," my heart skipped a beat. I stole a glance at Jiang Qiyun's expression, but he didn't show any extra emotions. 。It seems like only I have a peculiar feeling towards the words "wife" and "husband". 。"...Shall we go now?" he suddenly asked. 。"Huh?" "Wasn't it supposed to be twelve o'clock? It's almost midnight now." 。He glanced at the clock on my desk. 。When Jiang Qiyun and I were going downstairs, my brother opened the door and asked, “Xiao Qiao, shall I drive you there?” "No need, it's not a place you should go to in the middle of the night! I can just take a taxi." 。I frowned, thinking of those bold women, afraid my brother would be eaten by them. 。"... Alright, walking around like this handsome guy is indeed dangerous" 。Brother-in-law, that place is too chaotic. Keep a close eye on Qiao, don't let her get separated. 。My brother nervously muttered a reminder. 。Jiang Qiyun was quite polite to my brother, giving him a respectful "um." 。At a little past ten, the cultural street was eerily quiet. Ever since Jiang Qiyun learned how to interlock his fingers, he'd often drag me like this... 。The street corner was just a few hundred meters away. I deliberately walked slowly, and several times he turned to look back at me, but didn't say anything. 。

As soon as I got into the taxi and told him my destination, he frowned. "Little girl, what are you doing out in the suburbs this late? That area is full of rental houses with a mixed crowd of people. It's very dangerous for a pretty girl like you to go there..." 。“ I thanked the driver and told him that my boyfriend would pick me up. The driver just frowned and didn't speak. ” 。After a while, he started muttering again: "A pretty girl like you should know how to protect yourself. There are so many cases of sexual assault and harassment these days!"Jiang Qiyun turned his head to look at me. He was angry to hear me accuse him of sexual assault, but he was indeed very rough before, and even now!Nighttime Widow Lane was a different world altogether compared to when I visited during the day. 。By day, this place felt desolate and old, with a certain chill to it. Who would have thought that by midnight it would be like this? 。There are no public street lamps here, and many people come and go, all seeking cheap thrills. 。By every low and creaky old door, there would be a couple of women in revealing clothes, all shapes and sizes, young and old. 。They painted their nails a bright red, reaching out to greet customers with gestures and haggling over prices. Once the deal was struck, they would step aside the door behind them and enter the small room to complete the transaction. 。Nearly every old building has a dim red light hanging on the second floor, casting flickering shadows. 。Here it feels eerie and ominous, a red-light district that is quiet like a graveyard. 。Passersby whispered amongst themselves, while the streetwalkers, one by one, squinted their eyes like specters fixated on a blood meal. 。Whether they are living people or drunken spirits possessed by ghosts, they don't mind, as long as they bring them money and strange pleasures. 。As soon as I stepped into the narrow alley, I felt a prickling sensation all over my body like I was being watched. Jiang Qiyun whispered, "Mind your own business, let's just walk by ourselves. Don't pay attention to any ghosts you see." 。"

"Hmm" 。I nodded, lowering my head to hide half my face in the scarf. Clutching Jiang Qiyun's hand tightly, I hurried inside. 。I passed by today and saw the red underwear fluttering from that small building, the narrow blue brick window revealing a reddish light. A woman with disheveled hair was lying there, her expression pained but with a strange smile on her lips. 。A chill ran down my spine. Jiang Qiyun loosened his grip and quickly walked me through 。"Ah——!!" I was suddenly pulled on my sleeve and screamed in fright. 。A woman squatting on the ground smoking pulled at my windbreaker's zipper. She exhaled a puff of smoke and whispered with a smile, "Beauty, come play? I do men and women both." 。“

Huh? Huh? Anyone can participate, male or female?

My scalp is about to explode! Humans and demons too?!

Jiang Qiyun grabbed me without hesitation and quickly left. I was so angry I wanted to turn back and yell at them, but he coldly reminded me: “Shut up” 。Don't speak, this place is filled with foul and corrupt energy, leave quickly. 。I hurried him to Cheng Banxian's courtyard. The gate was ajar, and it swung open with a push. 。 Cheng Banxian sat in the courtyard, looking up at the sky. Seeing me come in, he grinned and said, "You're here? Come inside." 。“Tell him, I’m not going in. Try his bottom line.” 。“Huh?” I don't understand what he's trying to do. 。"What's wrong? Come in and sit down. Let's talk. This time there's no voice in my head." 。Cheng Banxian smiled at me. 。I looked at Jiang Qiyun beside me. His face was cold, and he stood there motionless. 。“I…my husband said, he wouldn’t go in” 。I have no choice but to bite the bullet and repeat it. 。Hearing her husband's words, Jiang Qiyun turned his head and looked at me playfully. I turned my head away from him and said, "It's strange to call you 'husband,' isn't it? How many people in modern times call their partners 'husband'? It's more like a joke." 。Cheng Banxian was stunned for a moment, then immediately showed an expression of sudden realization. He immediately opened the two doors of the room. Inside, everything was neat and tidy, spotless, completely different from when I came over during the day. 。He brushed off his clothes and, in a gesture of obeisance, bowed to me three times: "My apologies, I meant to bow inside the house..."Jiang Qiyun let out a cold snort: "This fellow certainly knows my identity" 。“

I sat down on the wooden sofa. Cheng Banxian knelt beside me and handed me a paper bag: "Thank you for your help. Recently, something happened in Widow Alley. I learned some reasons through an old witch, so I asked your husband to come over and have a look" 。The brown paper bag contained photographs, all of the same woman. Her hands and feet were grotesquely twisted, her body covered in scars, especially around a damaged and oozing private area. 。My whole body trembled, I had seen such a corpse with my own eyes! I blurted out immediately: "This is the soul refinement of that saintess! She escaped with the Ghost King back then—"

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