309 Owl

nees and kowtowing to Jiang Qiyun who stood beside me.Jiang Qiyun appeared beside me, looking down at Chang Ning on the ground. "Although your soul is alive, your spirit is gradually fading away. Tell...This thing was the man-faced ghoul that appeared before me when I fell into the Demon Path!

Looking at the picture, it's exactly the same. At that time, that human-faced owl was flying around me, speaking in a harsh voice: "Mortals, bustling and crowded, all for fame and fortune. Some have kind hearts, some consort with evil. The good are guided by fragrant flowers, the wicked are redeemed by cruel punishments. Each goes their own way, each has their own destiny."

This was the first thing I heard when I fell into the underworld, so it's deeply etched in my memory.

At that time, I was surrounded by surging demons, each reaching out to me, touching me, and staring at me with terrifying eyes.

The humanoid owl hooted twice as a warning to the malevolent spirits, also urging me to run quickly.

It should be a monster from the underworld, shouldn't it How could it appear in the human world

"Xiao Qiao" My brother frowned and asked, "Why are you so nervous"

"I... I think I've seen this thing before..." I couldn't mention my experiences in the Underworld to the shopkeeper.

“Okay, why don’t you send the pictures to my phone first I definitely don't have time today. Let's take a two-day break and check it out again.” My brother turned to the store owner and said.

The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly, then asked worriedly, "How much hardship pay do you need"

He was afraid we would make unreasonable demands and felt a little uneasy inside.

"How much are you willing to pay Name your price, we'll take it if we want to. If not, then find someone else," my brother waved his hand dismissively. "Go on, go on, let's eat and get some rest."

After hastily eating something back home, I told my brother: "That thing was a ghost from the underworld! I saw it! It led me through the Demon's Path when I fell into it."

"How did the underworld demons get here And they're dead They must have some magic to them, right" My brother forwarded the picture to my phone. "I'll show your husband later, but I guess these little ghosts he's probably never seen before..."

Indeed, it is said that there are 58,000 underworld officers and minions, plus 100,000 part-time errand runners from the mortal realm, responsible for managing the reincarnation of millions of souls. Don't even mention small monsters like this, Jiang Qiyun probably wouldn't even recognize most of the low-level ghost messengers.

It was late when Jiang Qiyun appeared.

"Why are you still not asleep" He glanced at the clock, it was past midnight.

My bedtime used to be the start of my night, but now it's more like a warning line that I have to go to sleep. This thing doesn't even think about how it used to mess with me.

"I'm waiting for you, I have something to show you—" I hurriedly reached for my phone.

He pulled his phone away, held me against him and lay back on the bed, saying softly, “Even if it’s a huge deal, we can talk about it later. Let’s just sleep now.”

Uh, what's wrong with him He seems like he doesn't want to talk.

I looked up at him in puzzlement. He frowned and said in a low voice, “...Bai Wu Chang is back. He has been away from his post for too long and will be punished. The emissary sent by the Gouchen Palace to oversee the punishment arrived. This time, he was punished and his hundred years of cultivation were destroyed. This is just a small warning. I think he doesn't care at all. It's a waste that I even tried to plead for him.”

Has his wife been found

If Qī Yé didn't care about his wife, he wouldn't have abandoned his post to find her, nor would he have disregarded punishment. He should be very concerned about his wife, right

"I found them, but I don't know what these two are quarreling about. Mu Changpo destroyed her cultivation and jumped into the Wheel of Samsara well."

"Huh!" This is the Underworld's annual big show!

The Unchanging Maiden has no official position, but she has been the White Maiden for so many years, receiving incense from mortals. Her cultivation should be profound. Now she is destroying her cultivation and reincarnating, this is a complete divorce!

I, I have a little bit of envy...

"What expression is that, Mu Xiaoqiao! Do you want to learn from the old woman Wu Chang too" Jiang Qiyun frowned and glared at me fiercely.

“I’m really a little envious… at least she still has the option of divorce. I can’t even resort to going back in time like that! If you ever treat me badly, or stop loving me, or if there are other fairies in your life, I won't even have the option of divorce!”

I feel so wronged. That undying blood oath, although his deepest love and promise, is also a double-edged sword!

"What do you want!" Jiang Qiyun propped himself up, shielding me, and fiercely pinched my chin: "Where's any little fairy! The only fairy is you!"

"Who can guarantee such a thing..." I pouted. "I've only ever seen newcomers laugh, never the old ones weep... You are a revered god, if I enter reincarnation again, those ten or twenty years you wait will be awfully boring. Find someone to keep you company, I don't know about that."

After the ceremony in the Underworld was complete, you became my only woman. Anyone else is considered adultery. Don't I understand this rule He squeezed me hard, and the pain made me giggle nervously as I dodged his grip.

"Don't learn from a woman of no principles! You dare to set fire to my backyard, let me see how I deal with you!" He squeezed my knee, looking insatiable.

Although I knew he was just scaring me, I couldn't help but back away, wishing I could sink into the bed.

"Are you still working The baby is about to protest! It's already July, and it will be born soon..."

He let out a faint hum and lay on his side: "It's good that they're born, these two little ones grow so slowly..."

"Well, then A month or so slower than normal, but wouldn't spirits be slower anyway How long do immortals carry a baby for" I turned my head and asked.

Jiang Qiyun let out a speechless sigh: "Mu Xiaoqiao, where did you get your knowledge of books How can immortals become pregnant!"

Um...

“I didn’t realize that it wasn't possible to conceive…” I hadn’t studied this so thoroughly before.

Rubbish!

Divine cultivators refine pure yang, purifying impurities and leaving only a single essence of yang. This yang qi rises lightly and belongs to heaven; this is what is called attaining immortality and transcending the mortal realm. From then on, they are no longer bound by the five elements or the constraints of yin and yang, free from the suffering of reincarnation. They only need to cultivate their nature, nurture their qi, and timely dispel distractions to avoid incurring too many calamities.

Only when yin and yang harmonize can all things be created. Therefore, even immortals are like the underworld; there is no such thing as giving birth. Otherwise, wouldn't those great deities who have lived for millennia give birth to the descendants of an entire nation

No wonder that in mythological stories, immortals always yearn to descend to the mortal realm, or after being reborn as humans, they are described as utterly indescribable, and then have children.

"Now you know why so many bored old men are waiting for you to have a baby, right"

He twitched his lips, somewhat displeased by the joyful and enthusiastic attitude of the great deities.

"I didn't know before, now I do..." I nodded.

"So, get these two little things out here already! They're such a bother!"

Given his demands in that previous matter, I estimate he's been extremely impatient for the past three months.

"I quickly suggested, "Why don't I go to the ghost market after the baby is born and buy a little raincoat Then we won't have to—"

His icy gaze swept over me, and he said in a measured tone, "Don't even think about it."

I'm really heartbroken, how can he be so stubborn about this

"Don't even think about slacking off, birth once is it!" A wicked smirk played on his lips as he traced the curve of my stomach with his finger.

"Although the wait is hard, I kind of like seeing you like this..."

I stared blankly at the ceiling.

To whom should I lodge a complaint, Shénxiāo Jiǔchén, zhūtiān xiānjiā Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!d in and said.I looked up at him, and he naturally sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning in to gently press his forehead against my temple." ... It's my fault that you've been running around, worry...