1075 Ghost

ahead, telling Jiang Qiyun, "Something seems wrong..." At this moment, Jiang Qiyun replied, "Come in, Xiao Qiao."Little Qiao.He rarely calls me that.Only when he was expressing his emotions or in mom...It always feels a little awkward using someone else's name to get a card. Holding my new phone, I said with a hint of displeasure, "When we get home, I'll go myself and apply for two new numbers with my ID. Let's just make do with these for now..."

Mu Wanchen and they are non-existent people in this "society". In today's rapidly developing technology, a person without an identity faces almost insurmountable difficulties.

This is not difficult to understand why they can only live within the Dharma.

I wonder if Master Yunfan, who is said to be all-powerful, could give me some advice.

Sitting in the restaurant, I was still lost in thought. The small medicine box I bought from the pharmacy lay beside me, and absentmindedly, I changed the bandage on Mu Wanchen's hand.

His wounds were healing very quickly; scabs had already formed, and the torn flesh was visibly knitting back together stitch by stitch.

"...How did you get hurt"

“The old monster wanted to claw his way out of the Chaotic Demon Path. When we tried to beat him back, he grabbed hold of me.” Mu Wanchen frowned and said, “I don’t know how he cultivated, but his body is even stronger than a refined corpse, and after so many years, he hasn't decayed at all. His consciousness is still very clear.”

"He used to be the Great Shaman, wasn't he Did he perhaps plant something strange in himself"

"I don't know. He wasn't buried in the tomb after his death, and it's been so long ago that I don't know what happened back then."

"Then, will the tomb be excavated" Ms. Xue, who was ambitious, still stared at the treasures inside the tomb.

Mu Wanchen shook his head. "The tomb can only be opened with a key, and I already have..."

What's wrong Broken

He looked at me, but didn't say what was on his mind.

I looked back at him in bewilderment, and he suddenly leaned in and kissed me.

He held my lips in his, whispering softly against them in a breathy voice.

"... The key is with you. Besides you and me, no one else knows."

What

I was stunned. When did he give me the key!

Mu Wanchen stared into my eyes, reminding me of this sentence, then fell silent, gently stepping back. A waiter walked over to the partition between our seats and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to order"

I calmed myself down, pretended to be calm and ordered a bunch of things, then propped up my head and repeatedly recalled – when did Mu Wanchen give me the key

He's really clever, giving me the key without a sound. However, I don't know where the tomb is. Anyone trying to get information from me won't find anything useful and wouldn't even think he hid such an important key with a princess who "barely lives within the legal boundaries".

Thinking about it this way, could Si Huang have given me that inconspicuous bead when she came to find me, asking me to keep it, for the same reason

I am very close to the Witch Clan, but I know nothing about them.

I don't know where their graves are. Even if they gave me the key, I wouldn't be able to find them.

Moreover, I have no ambition for their treasures.

Therefore, the beads Sihuang gave me should also be... a key.

"This is a way to spread the risk, Si Huang also thought of it." Mu Wanchen said calmly: "Perhaps it's embarrassing to say it—there are so many clan members around, but none of them can be trusted. This is the reality of being 'King'."

"You and Si Huang... there's an understanding between you, isn't there" I asked.

"If it weren't for the death of the former princess, there wouldn't be much conflict between us and the Si clan—at most, just arguments over whether witches or shamans were more qualified to lead the Wuzhi tribe."

"Si Huang is young but capable. Many people dislike her because of this, and she herself is arrogant. I have indulged and supported her in leading the Si Clan, so at critical moments, she will still stand with me."

"Humph..." I curled my lip. "Not bad, to have a confidante."

Mu Wanchen let out a light chuckle: "My confidant is only you... To me, everyone else is just a responsibility."

"It's my responsibility too!" I blurted out. "Aren't your wife and children your responsibility!"

Hmm This doesn't seem quite right...

I got so excited that I couldn't control my volume. My wife and kids started yelling, which drew attention from the people nearby.

I immediately ducked my head and sat down, muttering under my breath, "What are you looking at These people are so idle!"

Mu Wanchen's eyes were filled with an undeniable smile. He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, that's right, my wife..."

When he talked about "child," his eyes naturally fell to my stomach.

I wipe, wipe, wipe...

I pushed his face away with my hand.

I'm like a pendulum on this issue.

That's right, pendulum!

I, especially, have no patience!

Every time I wake up, I struggle with it, but next time I have no resistance!

I'm so inexperienced on this, it's like I'm a complete fool!

"Why are you blushing so much" Mu Wanchen looked at me with a hint of amusement, raising his uninjured arm to pull me into his embrace.

My face is burning up.

Since we've been together, we haven't had that kind of long, regular time in bed.

Frequently separated, or perhaps perfectly "avoiding" the danger zone.

"That... Wanyin, if, if we had children... Ahem, then where would we live" I asked in a hushed voice, blushing.

Actually, this isn't really necessary — repairing the Witch King's Fortress is a massive undertaking, and it's uncertain if or how people will live there afterwards. You'll definitely have to stay at my place temporarily.

But the people could not remain in King Miao's city for too long.

The feeling of being displaced and without a sense of belonging is very difficult to bear.

Wherever you are, there I am.

Mú Wǎnchen slightly lowered her head, pressing her forehead against my neck.

He was tired, but he couldn't say it, couldn't show it.

I put my arms around him, if we could just be together simply, eating and sleeping, playing and bickering, yet sweetly loving each other's company every day. How wonderful that would be.

"Ahem... Excuse me, would it be possible to have our order served now"

Look, there's always someone who comes along and interrupts!

I nodded curtly, my face darkening. The waiter quickly served the dishes and then scurried away.

Mu Wanchen smiled as he used his chopsticks to serve me food. With one hand supporting his chin, he looked at me and said, "Since you're thinking about children, the little princess should eat more! You're too thin…"een a desolate wasteland. Where could there be the aura of living beings from the mortal realmEven the underworld's throng of minor deities are vibrant, and even though the surrounding scenery never c...