The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

Shen Meng couldn't figure it out. Why did the King of Hell give this scroll to her?

What does it mean to “enter my dreamlike life, peek into the secrets of heaven, and change the course of my destiny”?

"Could it be that this scroll foretells the future?"

Shen Meng quickly shook her head, "Oh, that's not right, that's not right..."

"Hey, Lord Yama, what exactly does this scroll mean?"

Shen Meng was in a state of panic, but she couldn't do anything right now, let alone explore the world inside the scroll.

As long as she left the ice coffin more than fifty meters away, she would be pulled back to the coffin by an invisible force.

After repeated attempts, Shen Meng started to play badly intermittently.

"Oh, never mind, let it be. Whatever happens!"

Shen Meng helplessly lay in front of the ice coffin, looking at the starry sky:

"God, please give me some hints!"

Tiandao: "I can't give it to you, not at all."

Fifty years have passed in a flash, and Wangchuan City is still as cold and lonely as ever.

Shen Meng also spent fifty years with Li Chengze.

Tiandao: "You really can play badly!"

Outside the attic, Li Chengze stood with his hands behind his back.

The years left no trace on his face, but left spots of white on his long black hair.

"Bald donkey, you're here."

Li Chengze's voice was low and hoarse, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

With a creak, the attic door was pushed open and an old monk walked in slowly.

He was hunched over, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his robes were washed white. It was Master Wuchen.

"Donor, I hope you are well."

Wu Chen walked to the ice coffin, a trace of pity in his cloudy eyes.

He stretched out his skinny palm, and a cluster of golden light emerged from his palm and slowly penetrated into Shen Meng's body.

After a moment, Wu Chen withdrew his hand, sighed and shook his head.

"Alas, my time is coming to an end. In another fifty years, my disciple will come and continue to chant the scriptures for you, the donor."

Wu Chen's voice was old and weak, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

Li Chengze frowned, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"I wonder how many more fifty years will pass?"

Wu Chen shook his head, "The fetus in my belly is still entangled with evil spirits, so maybe we need to wait a little longer.

I probably won’t see that day in my lifetime.”

After Wu Chen finished speaking, he slowly left Wangchuan City.

"Fetus? The old monk said the fetus is in the womb?"

Shen Meng's heart was filled with turbulent waves, and his thoughts were running wild like a wild horse.

All those scenes of making love with Li Chengze appeared in her mind, and two blushes appeared on Shen Meng's face.

"Could it be that I am pregnant with Li Chengze's child in the scroll world?" She couldn't believe it.

"But why did my child absorb the evil energy?"

Shen Meng was puzzled and her eyes fell on Li Chengze.

A terrible thought came to my mind, "Could it be that Li Chengze..."

Shen Meng's heart suddenly sank, "Could he be a demon?"

"Impossible, how could Li Chengze be a demon?" Shen Meng shook her head desperately.

This is the world of scrolls, everything is fake.

if......

Shen Meng thought of a possibility, what if what happened in the scroll was some kind of foreshadowing?

At this moment, she firmly believed that the King of Hell would not give her the scroll for no reason.

He must be trying to tell her that something was wrong with Li Chengze.

Shen Meng's eyes fell on the merit plaque on his chest, and his heart moved.

"Merit can save people, so can it also dispel evil spirits?"

She seemed to have suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, and a glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes.

"If that's the case..."

Shen Meng took a deep breath and made a decision.

She slowly floated into the ice coffin, and her white fingers gently stroked the merit sign, as if she was stroking her child's face.

Shen Meng took out the merit points and carefully injected them into his lower abdomen bit by bit.

After a while, the pain in the body connected with the soul.

The severe pain in her lower abdomen made Shen Meng realize that merits and virtues could really dissolve evil spirits!

She didn't dare to stop for even a moment, and continuously injected merit points into her lower abdomen.

With the infusion of merit, the merit points resonated with the scripture barrier outside.

Waves of golden light spread out from the ice coffin, and the entire Wangchuan City began to shake.

"Master Ghost King, Master Ghost King, what's going on?"

The guarding ghosts ran around in panic, but no one could explain the vision.

Li Chengze was shocked and immediately rushed to the ice coffin.

Inside the ice coffin, due to the influence of the merit light waves, the ice coffin began to shatter into pieces.

"Meng'er! Meng'er!"

Li Chengze shouted at the top of his lungs, but received no response.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the ice coffin exploded completely!

A dazzling golden light shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire Wangchuan City.

Li Chengze didn't care about anything else. He rushed forward and pushed away the broken pieces of ice coffin.

Because of the golden light of merit, a magical thing happened. He saw Shen Meng in the state of soul.

She was dressed in white, her skin was whiter than snow.

With his eyes tightly closed, he was continuously injecting golden light into his body.

"Meng'er, you..."

Li Chengze stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch her, but he touched nothing...

At this moment, Li Chengze suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

A powerful force was surging in his body, trying to break out.

At the same time, bursts of golden light surged out of his body, intertwining with the light points injected by Shen Meng.

Forming an even brighter light.

Wrapped in golden light, Shen Meng's body and Li Chengze's body slowly merged and finally became one.

At this time, Shen Meng's separated soul gradually connected with the demon seed in Li Chengze's lower abdomen. She could feel the demon seed wreaking havoc in Li Chengze's body.

Greedily devouring the surrounding spiritual energy, as if wanting to destroy everything.

So that's why Lord Yama gave her the scroll - to seal the demon in Li Chengze's body.

The scriptures that Master Wuchen recited kept echoing in her mind. Those scriptures seemed to have some kind of magical power.

Calming down the manic demon bit by bit.

"All things have spirits, and inner demons are invulnerable. Saving others and saving oneself is the righteous path..."

Shen Meng unconsciously followed the recitation, her voice ethereal and distant, echoing in the ice coffin.

As the scriptures were recited, the originally violent demons gradually calmed down.

The scripture barrier sensed Shen Meng's consciousness and began to slowly shrink.

It eventually transformed into a three-layer barrier the size of a ping-pong ball, densely engraved with ancient runes.

Exuding a powerful and mysterious power.

The barrier slowly floated towards Li Chengze, and finally sank into his lower abdomen, tightly wrapping the demon seed.

The golden light waves that permeated the surroundings seemed to be attracted and began to flow slowly.

They seemed to have life, gathering towards Shen Meng.

Little by little, inch by inch, it closes in.

"seal."

With Shen Meng's whisper, everything settled down.

Shen Meng let out a breath, her face pale but with a hint of relief.