The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

The atmosphere in Yama Palace was depressing.

Yan Wang and Luo Tian sat opposite each other. The chessboard was clearly divided into black and white, but no piece was placed.

"Lord Yama, what do you think will happen if they can't escape this dreamlike world?"

Luo Tian stroked the chess piece in his hand, a hint of worry in his tone.

“It’s their fate that they can’t get out.”

The King of Hell looked at the chessboard with an indifferent expression and placed a black piece.

The King of Hell also has his own selfish desires. If you can't get out of this,

Then he would be locked in the scroll by Li Chengze for the rest of his life.

In this way, the demon species will not threaten the safety of the small world.

The Scroll of Life is Like a Dream is an ancient artifact, depicting a world.

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all living things are vivid.

The scroll possesses a mysterious power that can draw people's souls into it, allowing them to experience a variety of life forms.

In the world of scrolls, you can be an emperor admired by all, or an unknown commoner;

You can be a powerful general or a displaced beggar.

You will wander in different identities, experience joys and sorrows,

Love, hate, birth, old age, sickness and death, and ultimately the true meaning of fate.

It is a foreshadowing and also a silent warning.

When you have seen all the different aspects of the world and tasted all the flavors of life,

You will be able to understand the trajectory of your destiny and make better choices in the future.

Comprehend the secrets of heaven, step out of the scroll, and gain the opportunity of the great road.

Shen Meng had no idea that there was a terrifying creature growing in her belly. She only felt that her health was getting worse and worse.

His rosy complexion turned pale as paper, and his body became thinner and thinner.

She always felt cramps in her lower abdomen, as if something was biting her inside, making her feel excruciating pain.

"Ghost doctor, bring me the painkiller soup quickly." Li Chengze shouted loudly.

The ghost doctor hurriedly handed over the medicine that had already been prepared.

"Is there no other way?" Li Chengze looked distressed.

"Your Majesty the Ghost King, the demon fetus has already taken shape. If it is forcibly taken out, the princess's life may be in danger." The ghost doctor answered tremblingly.

Li Chengze could only watch his beloved woman being tortured by the evil spirit, but he was helpless.

"Meng'er, you must hold on. I will definitely find a way to save you!"

Li Chengze held Shen Meng's hand tightly and spoke in a firm tone.

Shen Meng smiled weakly and shook her head gently.

"Husband, I'm fine."

On the bank of the Forgotten River, the flowers of the other shore bloomed, their blood-red color was enchanting and strange.

It adds a unique color to the gloomy city of Wangchuan.

An old monk in a cassock, holding a Zen staff,

He walked over with a unsteady gait, a compassionate look on his face, which was out of place in this gloomy environment.

"Donor, please stay." The ghost guarding the city stopped the old monk.

"Amitabha, my name is Wuchen. I came to Wangchuan City to relieve the worries of the Lord of Wangchuan City."

"Jieyou?" The ghost heard this and showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Stop your nonsense, you bald ass!"

"Amitabha, I am not talking nonsense. The demon fetus has come to the world. I am willing to do my best to resolve this crisis."

Master Wuchen clasped his hands together and spoke sincerely.

"Be bold!"

With a roar, Li Chengze's figure instantly appeared in front of Master Wuchen.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

"Bald donkey, do you know the consequences of lying?"

Master Wuchen looked directly into Li Chengze's eyes, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I just don't want to see people suffer."

Li Chengze was silent for a moment, then he grabbed Master Wuchen by the back of his neck.

He turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, they appeared in Shen Meng's room.

Shen Meng lay on the bed, her face as pale as paper.

The breath was weak, as if it would disappear at any time.

Master Wuchen looked at Shen Meng, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his finger, and a cluster of golden light shot into Shen Meng's body.

After a moment, the golden light returned to Master Wuchen's body, and his expression became solemn.

"Monk, what's going on? Is there any solution?" Li Chengze asked anxiously.

Master Wuchen shook his head and sighed.

"Alas, destiny cannot be violated."

Li Chengze's face instantly darkened: "Speak human language!"

"Amitabha, I do have a solution."

"any solution?"

"seal."

"seal?"

"Yes, I can use Buddhism to seal the demon fetus.

However, the princess will also fall into a deep sleep, and the seal can only be released after the Buddha's Dharma can convert the demon fetus."

"how long it takes?"

"A hundred years, maybe a thousand years."

Li Chengze was silent. Time was just a blink of an eye for him.

But for Shen Meng, it was extremely long.

"Is there no other way?" Li Chengze asked.

Master Wu Chen shook his head, indicating that he was powerless.

Li Chengze looked at Shen Meng, who was lying on the bed with a weak breath, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

He reached out his hand, gently stroked Shen Meng's cheek, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Meng'er, I'm sorry."

God knows how determined Li Chengze was to do this.

Wu Chen waved his hand, and a crystal clear ice coffin appeared in the attic.

"This is caused by a thousand years of ice, which can warm mortals for a thousand years."

Li Chengze reluctantly placed Shen Meng slowly into the ice coffin and closed the coffin.

"Bald donkey, let's start!"

After he finished speaking, Wu Chen began to recite scriptures, and then layer upon layer of scripture barriers wrapped around the entire ice coffin and the entire attic.

Just like that, a year later, Shen Meng's soul floated out from the frozen body.

She looked around blankly; everything seemed so strange.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

Shen Meng's consciousness was in a state of chaos, and she felt light as a feather.

A familiar figure was standing with his back to her, motionless.

Shen Meng floated over and saw the man's face clearly.

It’s Li Chengze!

The moment she saw Li Chengze, fragments of memory flooded into her mind:

"This is... the world in the scroll..."

Li Chengze has lost a lot of weight, and his originally sharp-edged face has

He now looks a little more haggard, with even a layer of blue stubble on his chin, and he looks extremely tired.

Shen Meng's heart trembled suddenly, and a feeling of bitterness surged in her heart.

Li Chengze was still wearing the black robe, but the originally bright and beautiful robe had

Now it has become a little dim and even has some dust on it.

He lowered his head, staring at the ice coffin, his eyes filled with sadness and sorrow.

In the crystal clear ice coffin, there was a woman frozen inside, it was Shen Meng herself!

Shen Meng wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

She wanted to touch Li Chengze, but found that her hand went straight through his body.

She then realized that she had escaped from the control of this dreamlike life, yet was still in it.

An invisible force bound her to the spot, preventing her from straying too far from her frozen self.

She could only watch Li Chengze guarding his ice coffin day after day without saying a word.

Shen Meng's heart felt like it was pierced by a needle, the pain was unbearable.

She wanted to tell Li Chengze that she was here and asked him not to be sad anymore.

But she couldn't do anything.