The 68th cannot be married ghost fairy first iron second update

  My name appeared on the Book of Life and Death, but I wasn't surprised by this turn of events. It was a trade-off between me and Yan Jun. It was a selfish exchange that allowed me to stay alive here, without having to enter the underworld, and not be forgotten by my loved ones.

  But I didn't expect that the price of such selfishness would be the consequences I'm facing now.

  Ming Yan saw me and wasn't surprised at all, instead he just smiled wryly and looked at him, suddenly understanding something, excitedly pinching my shoulders, for the first time shouting loudly: "What have you done to yourself? Have you seen Yan Jun or not? Don't look at me like that, speak up!"

  "What are you talking about? What's there to say? Are you also afraid?" I wanted to shake off his hand, and when he and I lost our temper, I finally couldn't bear it anymore. "What do you want me to say? That you're giving up because of your own inferiority complex? Or that you're afraid to see me and haven't dared to show your face for half a month? If you're afraid of me dying, then why did you insist on clinging to me in the first place? You said you didn't want to let go, but after provoking me, you left me hanging. Is this the answer you give me? Ming Yan! This lifetime, you'd better not think about escaping, you've provoked someone you shouldn't have, and now you must take responsibility!"

  I, who rarely cry, have forgotten how many times I've shed tears because of him. This guy is self-abasing, as he can only watch helplessly with his eyes wide open when I'm in danger, even though he's able to resolve the crisis, but when true danger approaches me, he still can't do anything but watch with his eyes wide open.

  Ever since that time when Qiu Qi helped me get rid of the danger, I could feel it - Ming Yan's gaze towards me had changed. It was the kind of estrangement between humans and ghosts, and I could clearly sense it.

  "Sorry, I just don't want you to do stupid things." Those bright black eyes gazed at me, and a hand reached out to wipe away the tears that had fallen on my cheek.

  "I don't care, I've been seen through by you, even if you're a ghost, you have to take responsibility." I said stubbornly.

  He smiled wryly and bumped his forehead against mine, "I'm already a ghost, how can I be responsible?"

  My face is a bit hot, but it's not a fever. Just now, I accidentally blurted out my innermost thoughts. Mo Yan, this guy, although he has never talked about romance before, after all, he is already a ghost fairy for hundreds of years, how could he not understand the meaning behind my words? He asked so clearly just to make me take the initiative, right?

  It's shameless to the point of being at home, and yet I'm supposed to be the one to speak up. With a mix of shame and anger, she pushed him away, gritting her teeth, "You, you're shameless, just now you bullied me, and now you're pretending to be innocent!"

  Ming Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of pure smile, supporting me to do well, and sighed with a smile: "How can this be my shame? This is also what you said to make me responsible. Little Yue, your three views are not quite right!"

  I hung my head in shame, for a moment I didn't know how to refute his words, and could only lower my head and remain silent, while my heart was racing like a drum.

  Ming Yan's hand grasped mine again, "Xiao Yue, I really like you, but there are some things I have to say. If one day you're tired of being a Ferryman, remember to tell me, and I'll help you get rid of this burden. Then you can go back to living a peaceful and free life, maybe even find someone who loves you and spend the rest of your life in stability."

  She glared at him, her eyes wide with anger, and bit back a retort, only staring at him as she demanded furiously: "What do you mean? Are you trying to show off your superiority in front of me? What do you take me for? A coward who's afraid of death? Or some kind of wishy-washy wallflower?"

  Ming Yan didn't avert his gaze or loosen his grip on my hand due to my angry stare. On the contrary, he grasped it even tighter.

  "No one can bear to see the person they like walking with another man without getting angry, and I'm no exception. But before getting emotional, I never thought that you and I could only be soulmates, and it's not easy for yin and yang to come together." It turns out he had already thought of everything, but what he was afraid of was that he is a ghost and I am human.

  "Hey!"

  "Really?"

  "Ghost immortal, can have a posthumous marriage?" I suddenly thought of the matter about dead people's posthumous marriages in my mind, and it just slipped out.

  Ming Yan grasped my hand, trembling slightly, and his back stiffened due to the tension in his spirit. He slowly turned his head, looked at me with a smile, and said, "How could you have such an extreme idea? Being able to stay by your side is already enough; even if we were to be married for all eternity, there would never be a peaceful day. Don't do anything foolish, okay?"

  "Was he giving me a veiled warning? Seeing him about to get up and leave, I grasped his arm firmly and asked again: 'That's my business, I order you, you must answer me! Can it be done or not?'"

  "The Gui Xian can have a posthumous marriage, but I won't!" Ming Yan stood up, somewhat moved, but with a slightly bitter smile. "Go to sleep for now, I've asked Chang Yu to take An Xu away, the yin energy around you is too heavy, it's better to stay away from vengeful spirits as much as possible. I'll go find An Xu and teach him how to send a dream to his loved ones, I think his family still doesn't know that he's been harmed."

  He quietly closed the door and made every effort to cooperate with me in front of me, going in and out of the door, staying overnight in the living room or going to Changyu.

  I was too simplistic about things, and I have been ignoring the differences and specialness of Ming Yan all along. He is a ghost immortal but a special ghost immortal, he has no memories of his past life, and his tomb also has no records of his past life.

  Five hundred years of time have worn away all records of the past, leaving only a solitary grave.

  Ghost marriage also requires identity and birth eight characters, but the ghost has lost even these basic things. It's like a living person without an ID card and household registration, no different from a black person.

  Covering his face and burying himself in the quilt, he stared blankly at the wooden window frame in the darkness. Unable to reincarnate, without memories, not even an identity or a birthday, was heaven really going to be so cruel?

  Lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, my mind is filled with Ming Yan's last sentence of self-conviction, the ghost fairy can have a posthumous marriage, but I cannot...

  After tossing and turning in bed for half a day, I finally sat up and secretly decided to settle An Xun's affairs as soon as possible, then go back to the underworld to find out about Ming Yan's life story. Since he can't remember, I'll help him remember. Then, this lifetime will stick to him like dog skin plaster!

  After getting dressed and washing up, I opened the door and didn't see any ghostly shadows, so I quietly slipped out of the room and ran downstairs. But as soon as I opened the stairwell door, a voice came from the cool place, "Where are you going again? I just lost sight of you for a moment, and you're running around wildly."

  With a sheepish smile, he said with a flattering tone: "No wonder you're a ghost fairy, your sense of direction is impressive, I admire you."

  Ming Yan leaned against the wall, raised an eyebrow and pouted, then came to me and placed his hand on my forehead. "I knew you wouldn't be so obedient. Where are you going?"

  Anyway, he followed along and said nothing but lies. To tell the truth, they went to visit Chen Xin to get a sense of things. After An Xiu goes missing, they will definitely contact the police and report it. When that happens, they will definitely find An Xiu's body, and at that time, they will be able to get some useful information from the police.

  This time it will be smoother, after all, with the intervention of the police, many things have been formalized, and there will be a lot of clues.

  Ming Yan didn't object, but agreed with what I said. He walked along the shaded area to the entrance of the residential area, hailed a taxi and headed straight to the maternity hospital.

  I don't need to worry about the specific address, because I know these underworld figures will take care of it. I bought a fruit basket downstairs and pretended to be nonchalant as I arrived at the door of the hospital room, but what I heard was the mournful sound of crying inside, and there were even police officers in uniform standing at the door blocking my way. This commotion made my heart turn cold, and I thought to myself that they must have found out.

  "Sorry, we're investigating something inside, outsiders can't come in."

  I nodded in understanding and stated my intention: "I heard from my uncle that An Xu's wife was due to give birth around this time and is staying in this hospital, so I came to see if she has given birth yet. What happened?"

  "Excuse me, who are you?" The police officer didn't answer my question, but instead cautiously stared at me and asked for my identity.

  I handed him a business card I usually gave to blind dates, making it clear who I was.

  "Are you also an undertaker?" The policeman stared at me as if I were a rare animal, making me feel somewhat uneasy. But I didn't want to make things worse, so I forced a smile.

  There are many young girls working in the funeral home, is it necessary to stare at me with such discriminatory eyes? I secretly resent it in my heart.

  He rolled his eyes in the dark flames, this time he didn't find it funny, but instead focused all his energy on the room, "It seems we don't need to pretend to congratulate, we can directly hold a funeral."

  Putting aside his personal opinions about the police, he forced a smile and said, "Yes, I'm also an undertaker, An Xiu is my colleague from the same period. Can you tell me what happened inside? Why are they crying so hard?"

  "This is inconvenient for me to say, but since you are a colleague of An Xun, I'd like to ask you to please show this to the team leader inside." He gave a signal with his eyes to another team member next to him, as if asking him to keep an eye on me, then he himself went in. Before long, the voices inside became much softer, and that police officer also came out, making a polite gesture of invitation, "Our team wants to see you, it seems like there's someone inside who also wants to talk to you, please come in."

  I walked in with Ming Yan, and a few steps away in the corridor, I blew my hair in distress, secretly lamenting that the police's handling of the case was indeed not to be covered.

  With heavy footsteps, I moved forward, feeling a bit worried about what team I would face next and what questions they would ask me. No matter what, this was my first time facing the police in my life! The investigations on TV were so complicated!

  Carrying a fruit basket, I walked forward with my head down. Suddenly, everything went black in front of me. A figure blocked my way. Then, Ming Yan's reminding voice came from behind again, "Xiao Yue, there is someone ahead..."