my hungry husband

Chapter 107 Marriage Line 1 Marriage 4

Things happened so fast that An Le felt like he was sleepwalking.

He looked at the boss lying on the ground, and was even more shocked than sad. He felt that this was all fake. Why did a dog suddenly jump out and throw the boss down, and the boss lost his breath?

During this period of time, the proprietress lived in panic every day, and woke up several times at night to check whether her husband was still alive. She had endured for so long, and she finally saw hope when she heard Jiang Mingyu's words just now, thinking that something would happen. Turning around, who knew that her husband would die in front of her in the next second. The incident was too sudden and unbelievable.

An Le quickly supported the proprietress, and said, "Don't worry! The incident happened suddenly, there must be something wrong! The dog must have taken the boss's soul away, and we can still find a way."

The proprietress took a breath, regained her composure, and said, "What can I do?"

An Le said: "I have encountered this kind of thing before. If the soul returns to the body in time, there is still salvation."

At that time, An Le's spirit was unstable, and his soul was dragged away by the singer on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and he went back well later.

Jiang Mingyu was checking the situation next to the boss's body at this time, and said: "It is true that the soul has left the body. Those dogs should have been staring at him for a long time. The San Qingling just now probably made these dogs angry and dragged the boss into the underworld desperately."

An Le asked, "Why did you focus on the boss?"

"The black dog in the underworld is also a ghost. It's hard to say clearly about the ghost. Maybe the boss beat the dog on the side of the road when he was reincarnated in the underworld in his previous life."

An Le: "?" Isn't this reason too strange?

An Le looked at the boss's lifeless body, and thoughtfully said to Jiang Mingyu: "These dogs are so courageous, they come to rob people in front of you."

Jiang Mingyu didn't understand the meaning of his words, and said: "You can't care too much about the beasts. That's what the so-called dog jumps over the wall in a hurry."

After hearing the conversation between the two, the proprietress was going crazy, and said, "Let's talk about those things later." She looked at Jiang Mingyu pleadingly, "Sir, please save my husband!"

Jiang Mingyu touched the boss's neck, the boss's body was still warm, and said: "His soul has gone to the underworld. If his life span is exhausted, the gods will not be able to save him. If he still has his life span, we can try."

Even if there was only half hope, the proprietress was unwilling to give up, and said, "Sir, what should we do?"

Jiang Mingyu looked at the white light on the wall. At this time, the passage to the underworld was still open. He said, "We can only go to the underworld and see if we can bring his soul out."

An Le was shocked when he heard this, and asked, "How? Who will go?"

Jiang Mingyu looked at him and said, "I have my own way." He didn't answer the latter question because it was self-evident.

An Le grabbed Jiang Mingyu's clothes and asked again: "Can the living go to the underworld?"

"Of course not." Jiang Mingyu patted the back of Anle's hand and said, "Ordinary people don't say they can't go to the underworld, even if they go to the yin and yang reversal, the living will become the dead."

An Le held Jiang Mingyu tightly and said, "Then what should I do?"

"So I can only go." Jiang Mingyu said, "I am different from ordinary people."

He got to the point, and An Le understood what he meant.

Jiang Mingyu can eat ghosts, and he has evil spirits on his body. Only someone like him can escape unscathed after entering the underworld.

But Anle is afraid, what if something goes wrong, no matter how powerful Jiang Mingyu is, he is just a mortal now, Anle dare not think that there is a mistake, Jiang Mingyu is trapped in the underworld and cannot return.

"Hell is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want." King Qin Guang said so, An Le grabbed Jiang Mingyu's clothes and refused to let go.

Jiang Mingyu looked at him deeply, and said: "They should not have gone far now, and there is still time to catch up immediately. If there is a long delay, the vicious dog will take the boss's soul somewhere."

The proprietress next to her heard the words "ah" and exclaimed, but she looked at An Le's distressed look, and she had no position to say that she hoped that Jiang Mingyu would save her husband, so she could only bite her lip and stand aside with tears in her eyes.

The proprietress hoped that her husband would be saved and let others be her own. An Le also did not want her boyfriend to have an accident.

But the boss's body was lying on the floor, and the more he lay down, the colder it became. If you delay for a moment, the boss will be more dangerous.

An Le gritted her teeth and said, "Shall I go, am I not the same as ordinary people?"

Jiang Mingyu rubbed his face and said: "With your physique of attracting ghosts, you will be like a meat bun beating a dog in the underworld, and you will never return."

An Le did not give up: "Then I will go with you."

Jiang Mingyu looked at him helplessly.

The proprietress put her arms around her husband's body, looking at them with hope and despair in her eyes.

Such a proprietress made Anle unable to say anything about not letting Jiang Mingyu go, so she could only shake her head silently.

Jiang Mingyu supported his face, leaned over to kiss his lips, and said on his lips: "Trust me."

Every time Jiang Mingyu said these words, Anle felt very at ease.

An Le threw herself into Jiang Mingyu's arms, took a deep breath in his arms, and replenished the battery, then raised her head and said, "Be careful."

Jiang Mingyu kissed him again, then turned to the proprietress and said: "The environment in the underworld is complicated and unfamiliar, I need you to guide me."

The proprietress quickly said, "I can do whatever you want, what should I do?"

Jiang Mingyu let go of Anle, walked outside the room, and picked two powerful ones from the celestial masters guarding outside.

The two looked at Jiang Mingyu and asked worriedly, "Sir, do you really want to do this?"

"Time is running out." Jiang Mingyu said briefly, letting the two celestial masters take their positions.

They immediately grasped the spirit. One drew a formation with incense ash on the ground, and the other took out a thick stack of talisman paper from his bosom, handed it to Jiang Mingyu, and said, "Sir, is this enough?"

Jiang Mingyu took it over, glanced at him, and said, "You carry so many peach blossom charms with you?"

Tianshi said confidently: "Peach Blossom Talismans are the best sellers this year. If you don't prepare more, they will be out of stock."

Jiang Mingyu took the peach blossom talisman, walked up to the proprietress, and said to her: "In order to return to the world as soon as possible after finding the soul of the boss, I need a signpost."

The proprietress asked puzzledly, "What road sign?"

Jiang Mingyu stuffed the peach blossom talisman into the hands of the proprietress, and said, "The relationship between husband and wife is deeper than you think. You can show your husband the way as long as you stand here."

The proprietress still doesn't understand.

Jiang Mingyu ordered: "Take these talisman papers."

The proprietress hurriedly followed suit, holding the peach blossom talisman and did not let go. The celestial master came over just now and made a red string, which was tied to the proprietress' little finger. When it reaches the ground, it grows meanderingly and climbs towards the white light on the wall, passing through the white light to the world behind.

Tianshi sighed: "It's been a long time since I saw such a clear and distinct marriage line, which shows that your love is stronger than gold."

The proprietress stared blankly at the red thread, which extended to another world, and the other end was tied to the proprietor's little finger.

Seeing this, Jiang Mingyu turned around and asked the first celestial master. The celestial master drew a formation on the ground and said to Jiang Mingyu: "Sir, it is too hasty. There is no ritual without setting an incense table. I don't know if this will work."

Jiang Mingyu said: "It's okay, incense ash can cover the breath of the living, and the effect only needs to last for three quarters of an hour."

After speaking, he walked towards the white light.

An Le really wanted to call out to stop him but dared not, Jiang Mingyu was afraid of delaying time, so she didn't look back, An Le watched him disappear into the white light.

The proprietress was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground, tightly clutching the talisman paper in her hand, not daring to let the red line disappear.

She asked tremblingly, "What does the underworld look like? Is it dangerous?"

All the people present were living people. She didn't expect to get an answer, but she was too worried that she had nothing to ask.

But Anle was able to answer. He murmured: "The sky there is only red and black, and the Santu River is full of blood. The roads are intricate and complicated. If there is no errand to lead the way, if you are not careful, you will get lost and be bitten by the vicious dogs on the side of the road. Ghost Gate Pass, Wangxiang Terrace, Santu River, and Stripping Pavilion are full of ghosts .”

The proprietress didn't expect that An Le, the youngest, would say such a thing, as if he had been there before.

An Le has indeed been there, in fact, everyone has been there before, but probably the bowl of Mengpo soup that An Le drank was mixed with water, and the scenes in his old dreams became more and more clear in his mind, and gradually he felt You don't need to sleep, you can remember all those things.

Several people waited anxiously in the room, hoping that Jiang Mingyu could bring back the boss's soul safely.

An Le looked at the red line on the proprietress' little finger, looked down at her own hand, and suddenly said to the celestial master next to her, "Can you see my marriage line?"

The Celestial Master disagreed and said: "What time is it now? If you want to recruit peach blossoms, I will help you see it later."

An Le was very stubborn and said, "Please."

The celestial master, who is good at helping people pray for marriage, doesn't understand Anle's intentions, and thinks that the young man who is with Mr. Mingyu is his follower.

At this time, another celestial master came over, looked at An Le, and said to his companion, "Just do as he said."

The celestial master who painted the array had a high status in Jiang's family. He knew that An Le had participated in ancestor worship with Jiang Mingyu, and had heard about An Le's identity. Everyone could see Jiang Mingyu's attitude towards An Le.

The Peach Blossom Talisman couldn't help it, sighed, took out the red string and tied it on An Le's little finger.

An Le held the talisman paper and stared blankly at the red line protruding from his finger, only to see that the red line gradually grew longer and turned into gold gradually.

"Hey, what's going on here?" The Celestial Master was surprised, Yuelao's red string was red, and everyone knew that it was the first time he had seen a golden marriage line.

The golden silk thread was radiant, luxurious and delicate, hanging down to the ground, following the red thread of the proprietress, extending into the white light, submerging into the world behind the white light, looking for the person at the other end.

An Le took the silk thread into his hand, this silk thread was so familiar, he had seen it in the hands of Aunt Qingxi before.

In the picture of the little girl in Qingxi, the girl is holding a gorgeous brocade in her hand, and the thread that falls out of the brocade is exactly the same as the marriage line on An Le's fingers.

This line is not only their marriage line, but also buried in Anle's soul.

Aunt Qingxi is the younger sister of King Qin Guang...

An Le pinched the thread, and finally remembered everything. ,,