Recap
“Little Lotus, who is it?”
“Do not ask.”
Yan Zhao was curious but didn’t dare to ask.
“If you must ask about the difference.” Rong Yu’s voice sounded again; his tone was very ordinary, “Rong Yu is very different from others.”
“He is the most powerful, noble, smartest, prettiest, and richest, and he loves you the most.”
Yan Zhao listened with a smile at first, feeling that the young man’s narcissistic look was cute, but his smile suddenly stopped at the last sentence.
He has not had a body temperature or a heartbeat for a thousand years.
At this moment, he felt like his body was on fire, and his heart was beating like a drum.
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Rong Yu closed his eyes and fell asleep. Yan Zhao turned off the lights and looked at him quietly in the dark bedroom with gentle eyes.
Ghosts do not need light to see clearly, nor do they need sleep. He had stayed in the boundless and endless silence and darkness for too long, and suddenly he encountered a hot and dazzling flame, giving him warmth and light.
How could he resist being attracted?
This was his obsession during his lifetime, his waiting after death, and the meaning of his existence.
Yan Zhao wanted to hug him, but he was afraid of getting cold when he extended his hand, so he could only carefully take it back. The bed with him in it would definitely not be warm. Yan Zhao gave all the blankets to Rong Yu and watched from the side. He didn’t need to fall asleep, anyway.
Looking at it like this, he can’t get enough.
Thinking of the bullying and persecution of young people by those mortals, Yan Zhao’s gentle eyes gradually turned cold and became devoid of warmth.
He won’t let any of those people go.
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The next day, Rong Yu woke up, turned over, and yawned. “Is it dawn yet?”
Yan Zhao lowered his eyes. “I don’t know.”
There is no time under the ground, nor day and night. He even roughly inferred his own age, because the oldest ghost here is over 900 years old and his skills are not as strong as his.
He estimated that he was at least a thousand years old.
“It’s okay. We’ll find out when we get out.” Rong Yu didn’t care much about the answer, and wasn’t even in a hurry to get out. He raised his eyes and met Yan Zhao’s eyes, stretched out his arms from the quilt, “Hug me.”
Yan Zhao said: “Cold.”
Of course, the Ghost King is not afraid of the cold, he is afraid of his appearance and coldness.
“It’ll be okay after I hug you for a while.”
Yan Zhao carefully took him out of the bed, deliberately suppressing the coldness on his body and not daring to have too much physical contact. Rong Yu immediately got into his arms and hugged his waist.
The cold air instantly entered his body, as if someone had turned on the air conditioner in the room on a cold day. It wasn’t obvious at first, but after being hugged for a long time, Rong Yu’s body began to tremble slightly instinctively. The temperature was freezing, and his skin had no color.
Frozen.
A couple of lovers hugged each other on the bed. Others called it keeping waarm, but he called it dispersing the cold.
Yan Zhao saw it and hurriedly tried to push him away: “Stop hugging, it won’t last.”
“Don’t move.” Rong Yu hugged him and said, holding on to the ice berg, “Let me get used to it. I can’t not touch you all the time.”
Yin and Yang are opposite to each other, and water and fire are incompatible. Darkness and coldness are the most annoying environments for fire creatures, not to mention that the sun is light and fire itself. Once upon a time, when he was in the arms of the sun, all he felt was warmth.
This time, the most arrogant and dazzling Sun God, who was aloof and dazzling, became the cold ghost king sleeping underground.
That must be uncomfortable. Rong Yu became a carp spirit. Even if the carp spirit’s body is very suitable for staying in the water, his world is not very comfortable. Fire naturally hates water. The same goes for the sun. This thousand-year-old ghost body and the bright and blazing soul are completely two extremes. When they are forcibly merged together, it is not an ordinary discomfort.
Before he could even begin to abuse him, the Sun began to abuse himself first.
Is this to make him feel distressed?
Rong Yu gritted his teeth in anger. This damn sun, knowing that he doesn’t like the coldness, has made himself behave like this, making him look like he hates the most.
He don’t even think about his future. How can they have skin-to-skin contact when it’s so cold?
He still had to get used to this guy’s body temperature first.
Yan Zhao felt soft-hearted after hearing this and felt distressed at the sight: “You don’t need to touch me.”
Rong Yu got angry: “Then you married me to make me a widow?”
Yan Zhao hesitated. “But I haven’t married you yet.”
Rong Yu sneered: “You speak such scumbag lines very fluently.”
Yan Zhao: “…”
Rong Yu is bold and unrestrained, unreasonable and fearless. He is always an arrogant and wanton flame.
But the flame wrapped around a cold ice cube, shivering to the point of extinguishing and refusing to leave.
Yan Zhao stared blankly at the harsh words coming from the young man’s mouth, his body was shaking with cold, his fingers were turning white from the cold, and he hugged him tightly.
It was as if he was afraid that if he let go, he would disappear.
Yan Zhao spoke softly: “Rong Rong, be obedient.”
“let go.”
Rong Yu felt relieved this time, took a deep breath, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt: “You’re too damn cold.”
Yan Zhao: “…”
He was a bit dumbfounded. “Then you still want to hold me?”
“From now on, I have to hold you for an hour every day.” Rong Yu made a plan. “You can get used to it after a few more times.”
Yan Zhao’s heart softened and almost turned into a puddle of water.
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Today’s daily tasks ended with a hug. Rong Yu finally got up and put on a set of fancy clothes given to him by Yan Zhao. The color is pure red, bright and gorgeous, with lotus flowers embroidered on the cuffs, and the style is different from Sheng Dynasty’s clothes.
Rong Yu looked at the lotus flowers on his sleeves: “Is this clothes also offered to you by a kid?”
It shouldn’t be. The food can be considered a sacrifice. The clothes are not from the Sheng Dynasty, and they look a bit old.
Of course, the style is very gorgeous. Not to mention the officials and officials in the town, they look like the rich and beautiful clothes that only the royal family can wear.
Yan Zhao said: “Burial objects.”
Rong Yu touched the silky sleeves and asked, “Can your burial object still be worn after a thousand years?” The material of this dress is extraordinary.
Yan Zhao nodded.
Rong Yu’s curiosity aroused: “Do you have any other burial objects?”
Yan Zhao nodded again. “Yes, there are many. If you want to see it, I can show you around.”
Rong Yu immediately jumped up and said, “Let’s take a tour first.”
One of the devil’s major hobbies in life is enjoying luxury goods. This piece of clothing can be preserved for thousands of years, and the other burial objects will definitely not be ordinary.
Yan Zhao then took Rong Yu to visit his tomb.
When Rong Yu entered the tomb last night, he was directly brought into the wedding hall by Yan Zhao using magic. Following Yan Zhao for a walk today, Rong Yu discovered that the entire underground tomb was terrifyingly large and criss-crossed, like a maze. There are countless tombs, large and small, and the two rooms he saw yesterday are just a drop in the bucket.
The funerary objects were also very grand. The funerary objects in each tomb are different. There is gold and silver jewelry shining brightly. There are exquisite porcelain, jade, and pottery with lifelike carving patterns, and the bright colors can still be seen after thousands of years. There were fine wines and delicious food, but most of them were damaged and the food could not be eaten, but the dishes used to hold the food were all sapphire bottles and white jade plates. Of course, most of the brocade and splendid clothes can no longer be worn. Only a few, like the one on Rong Yu’s body, can survive for thousands of years. There are ancient calligraphy and paintings. Even though I can’t understand the words, judging from the style and charm of the brush strokes, I can tell that they were written by famous artists…
Rong Yu visited more than a dozen tombs, then stopped and was too lazy to leave: “How many more are there that I haven’t seen yet?”
Yan Zhao said: “What I saw just now is only twenty-three tenths.”
Rong Yu: “Did you build an underground kingdom?”
“Okay.” Rong Yu estimated the area. “Were you an emperor during your lifetime? This size looks like an imperial mausoleum to me.”
“…I don’t remember.” Yan Zhao pursed his lower lip. “It was all before my death.”
“I originally wanted to give them all to you as a betrothal gift.” Yan Zhao said sheepishly, “But most of them were damaged and cannot be used.”
What’s more, he was afraid of getting married before the battle, and the marriage didn’t happen.
“With so many burial objects, is there nothing that can prove your identity?” Rong Yu asked.
Yan Zhao said: “I have forgotten what happened before I was alive.”
Rong Yu: “Huh?”
Yan Zhao whispered: “…so I can’t read.”
The words in the tomb were all blurred, and even if they weren’t blurry, he wouldn’t recognize them. On the contrary, it is Sheng Chao’s writing. He caught a few ghosts to supplement his knowledge, and now he can recognize them all.
Rong Yu curled his lower lip, then flattened it. “…Okay.”
Yan Zhao didn’t recognize the words, let alone him.
There are billions of words in the world, but no one except the Lord God himself can recognize them all. The Lord God did not learn everything, but when he succeeded in the position of Lord God, the law stuffed a lot of knowledge into his head.
Therefore, the Lord God must have a large brain capacity, otherwise he will go crazy.
The Blood Jade Bracelet felt that the Lord God was crazy now, and all he could think about was the Demon King.
“Let’s go out.” Hearing that there was still so much to read, Rong Yu didn’t bother to go further. Anyway, he didn’t necessarily have to read it all in one day. He didn’t really want to explore Yan Zhao’s identity.
No matter how prominent the Ghost King was during his lifetime, it was just a setting of the Lord God. The one who was born to be a supreme being would not be inferior to the status given to him.
Yan Zhao: “Don’t you want to read it?”
“I won’t watch anymore. I’m bored.” Rong Yu is still a mortal body and is not suitable for staying underground for a long time.
He didn’t go to the main tomb, where Yan Zhao’s coffin and body were placed, and no one or ghost mentioned them. For Rong Yu, Yan Zhao is by his side, so there is no need to look at him like an empty shell. As for Yan Zhao… even though he knew he was dead, no one wanted their beloved to see their body. It felt too weird.
Hearing Rong Yu’s boredom, Yan Zhao teleported to the exit of the tomb with him. “Let’s go.”
Rong Yu looked at the faint light coming from the entrance of the tomb, turned around and asked Yan Zhao, “Have you never been out in these thousand years?”
Yan Zhao said: “No.” Even if he found a ghost to supplement the knowledge of the Sheng Dynasty, he would just catch the ghost in the tomb and let him go after using it.
There is no one in the world worthy of stepping out of the grave.
But now there is. Yan Zhao looked at Rong Yu quietly.
And Rong Yu is thinking at this moment: The society of otakus that has existed for thousands of years is unparalleled.
Rong Yu asked: “Are you afraid of the sun?”
When he asked this question, he thought it was quite funny.
He was actually asking a sun god if he was afraid of the sun’s rays.
Yan Zhao said: “No.”
Rong Yu looked at him: “You’ve never been out. How do you know you’re not afraid?”
Yan Zhao thought for a moment: “I don’t know, but I’m not afraid.”
Don’t ask about it.
It is impossible for the Lord God to set himself up to be afraid of the sun, which would be very inconvenient. It’s just that as a ghost, no matter how unafraid you are, you will instinctively avoid the sun.
Rong Yu climbed up in twos and twos, left the tomb and stepped onto solid ground.
It was noon at this time, and the sun was not strong. There are tall trees everywhere in the mountains, the birds are chirping crisply; the breeze is blowing, and the air is fresh. The dappled sunlight shines through the broken leaves, warm and soft.
Yan Zhao also came out. He can form a physical body and walk in the daytime, and he can also turn into a soul body, making himself invisible to mortals.
He is now using a physical entity. After leaving the tomb, he uses the blind method to turn the entrance of the tomb into flat ground. Mortals would not know that there was a huge tomb hidden under the ground.
There is only one ghost on the whole mountain, Yan Zhao. Other lonely ghosts are not good enough and dare to come out at night.
When Yan Zhao saw the sun, his eyes flashed, and he subconsciously looked away.
The dazzling light suddenly disappeared. Yan Zhao raised his eyes and saw Rong Yu blocking the sun from him with his wide sleeves embroidered with red lotuses.
The appearance and tone are unclear: “In the past, everything did not dare to look directly at you, but now you dare not look directly at yourself.”
Yan Zhao didn’t understand this sentence, he said: “I haven’t seen the light for a long time, I don’t feel comfortable with it.”
“Put your sleeves down.”
Rong Yu lowered his eyes. “Don’t you feel uncomfortable?”
“It’s not uncomfortable.”
Rong Yu put down his sleeves, turned around and continued walking: “Don’t act brave, my sleeves are wide enough to block you.”
Yan Zhao said: “I’m not trying to be brave.”
I’m just not used to it.
Rong Yu said: “You can truly see the light of day again.”
Yan Zhao looked at the young man’s back and thought to himself, I have seen him a long time ago.
The first ray of light he saw in thousands of years was not the sun today.
But a young man in red clothes as bright as fire, bright and dazzling.
Hitting his eyes and reaching his heart.
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