After she entered the book, she just wanted to live with her

Chapter 244 Extra: The Butterfly Effect

As Shen Daixing was checking the Book of Life and Death, Meng Po's furious voice could be heard from outside the hall: "Queen of the Underworld, please take care of the Lord of the Underworld! This morning, the twelfth ghost hugged me and called me his wife!"

A dark figure appeared from behind the black jade screen. Gu Yuyuan's hair was not tied up, and her collar was still stained with the scent of peach blossoms from last night's warm tent.

He condensed an icy blade from his fingertips and shaved the mahogany slip. "It's just a note added to the Book of Life and Death: If we meet again in the next life, we can recognize each other by the red mole under our lips."

"And then all the ghosts in the underworld grew the same cinnabar mole?" Shen Daixing grabbed the jade paperweight on the table. The jade carving of entwined mandarin ducks suddenly came to life, flapping its wings and diving into Gu Yuyuan's arms. "Even the magic tools have been infected by your evil taste!"

Gu Yuyuan had experienced ninety-eight lifetimes with her, and his temperament had changed a lot.

Shen Daixing poked the documents with the imperial pen, and the cinnabar on the tip of the pen left a red plum-shaped mark on the Book of Life and Death.

Gu Yuyuan's wide black sleeves came around from behind, and his cold fingertips wrapped around her wrist: "Madam's method of modifying the fate book is even more brutal than Meng Po's soup."

"Lord of the Underworld, could you please explain..." She spun around and pinned the man down, the paper rustling against his chest. "Why is it that among the new souls registered in the past three months, the rate of retained past life memories is as high as 70%?"

Gu Yuyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the peach blossom paper stuck between his clothes. It was the talisman paper used by Shen Daixing when she was a demon catcher in a certain life.

He suddenly leaned over and bit the other end of the talisman paper, and in the moment his wife was stunned, he pulled her into his arms: "Perhaps the Taixu Samsara Mirror has been in disrepair for a long time, why not..."

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard outside the barrier, and the Snow Qilin rushed in with its charred silver horns on its head and half of a smoking soul-locking chain in its mouth.

Shen Daixing smelled the bitter scent of the phantom mulberry flower on her husband's shoulder, and suddenly remembered the absurd thing that happened last night when this man melted the Three Lives Stone into a warm jade bed in order to beg for mercy.

A phantom scroll suddenly appeared on the silver horn of the Snow Qilin: At midnight last night, a certain Lord of the Underworld took advantage of his Taoist partner's deep sleep and used the Silence Snow Sword to carve the silhouettes of two people around the Samsara Well.

The Underworld Government Office is in chaos at the moment.

Niutou grabbed the mourning stick and chased after Mamian: "How come you still remember that I owe you two hundred yuan after drinking Mengpo soup?"

In front of the supposedly solemn Samsara Hall, dozens of ghosts were queuing up to have their palms read by A-Li: "Master, can you tell me if I can meet my first love again in my next life?"

Gu Cheng was ruffling his hair. "What the hell! The recipe for Meng Po soup is correct. How come the ghost who drank it can still recite his ex-wife's birth date?"

"Because someone tampered with the rotation program." Xi Huai pulled out a light screen from his four-dimensional pocket. Ice cracks were clearly embedded in the waterfall of code. "Last month, the Lord of the Underworld forcibly retrieved the data of ninety-eight reincarnations in order to recall a certain memory."

Xi Huai turned and looked at Shen Daixing who was walking into the government hall and said, "By the way, Xue Qilin has stored your reincarnation...intimate data at the bottom of Yaochi."

Shen Daixing's ears suddenly turned red, and she remembered that one night she was coaxed to the bank of the Milky Way... That guy actually used a photo stone!

When she kicked open the palace door, her husband said calmly, "It's nothing serious, just some traces of our love."

He condensed a pink icy flower on his fingertips and pinned it to her temples. "After all, Madam always forgets to kiss me first."

She summoned the Phantom Mulberry Branch and was about to strike the underworld beast, but Gu Yuyuan grabbed her by the waist and carried her to the jade table. "Madam, why don't you deal with this immediate problem first? The Regulations on Underworld Marriage Management you revised have caused Wangxiang Terrace to be overcrowded with couples hoping to remarry."

The Snow Qilin suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a bubble, reflecting a scene of a certain night.

After getting drunk, Shen Daixing lay down beside the reincarnation well, shouting that she would leave a kiss mark on each of her reincarnated lovers.

Gu Yuyuan tried to coax him for half the night but to no avail, and finally patched the system with a sullen face.

In order to repair the rotation system and check for residual data, the two went to Yaochi together.

Shen Daixing soaked her bare feet in the pool and watched Gu Yuyuan's black hair spread all over the white jade steps.

The sight of him holding the golden knife and carving the jade slip echoed with his ninth life as a court craftsman. In that life, she transformed into a princess and forced him to carve the marriage certificate into nine hundred and ninety-nine long steps.

"Found it." Gu Yuyuan suddenly threw the jade slip into the water.

The moment the ripples spread, Shen Daixing saw that when she turned into a fire spirit, a piece of her soul fell to the bottom of the pool and was quietly copying every emotional memory.

She scooped up a handful of water and muttered, "It must be this unreliable Snow Qilin..."

Before she could finish her words, she was pulled into a wet embrace. Gu Yuyuan bit her earlobe and laughed softly.

Shen Daixing took the opportunity to push the person into the pool, but her hairpin was pulled off instead.

As her black hair rippled, she caught a glimpse of a jade slip inscribed with the words: "Files of my beloved wife's tribulations, reading prohibited."

On the night of the system repair, Shen Daixing was pressed on the warm jade bed to trace her life pattern.

Gu Yuyuan's silver hair fell like a galaxy. As the tip of the cinnabar pen wandered around her waist, it brought with it a subtle aura of light: "This scar is from the seventeenth life..."

"Shut up!" She tried to cover his lips in embarrassment, but was grabbed by the wrist and pressed into the soft pillow.

The falling gauze suddenly ignited with icy flames, reflecting the overlapping figures of the two people on the reincarnation mirror.

The Samsara Mirror sensed the surge of spiritual energy and suddenly projected a scene of thirty-six past lives. At that time, she was a major general disguised as a man, pressing the seriously injured national advisor onto the soft felt in the military tent. "If you refuse to remove your robes, I will personally examine your injuries."

Shen Daixing bit his shoulder and whimpered, "Gu Yuyuan! The barrier... the barrier is flashing..."

"No problem." He smiled and deepened the kiss, "I changed the permissions of the Grand Void Samsara Mirror."

Wherever the fingertips pass, the scars of past and present lives bloom into peach blossoms one after another.

The falling veil ignited an icy flame, burning the reality and memory into a blur.

Shen Daixing clutched the bedpost relief while being tossed about. The twin lotus patterns actually oozed out flower juice, which, combined with the fragrance of peach blossoms filling the room, created an intoxicating spring wine.

When the fifth watch bell rang, the Snow Qilin broke open the palace door to ask for credit, and the photo stone in its mouth was playing the silhouette of the warm tent in a loop.

Gu Yuyuan waved his sleeves and cast down three layers of restrictions, which annoyed the Magic Mulberry Tree so much that it bloomed three times in one night.

Shen Daixing curled up in her quilt and kicked him: "Meng Po will complain again tomorrow. The Naihe Bridge is blocked by ghosts seeking children..."

Three months later, the system failure was finally repaired.

At the celebration banquet, Gu Cheng cried with dark circles under his eyes: "Do you know that in the past three months, I have listened to the first love stories of tens of thousands of reincarnated ghosts!"

Shen Daixing was playing with her husband's newly carved peach blossom hairpin, and suddenly poured the wine into the Samsara Well.

The moment the well water boiled, thousands of star sands condensed into their entangled figures. From the farewell in the Milky Way to the warm tent in spring, ninety-nine reincarnations turned into a tangled lifeline.

"Madam, are you going to accuse your husband of tampering with the fate book?" Gu Yuyuan pecked at her scallion-like fingertips.

Shen Daixing shook her head and chuckled, "She's used to abusing her power for personal gain."

The Snow Qilin who was trying to steal the offered fruit suddenly choked.

The scene in the well suddenly changed to a warm tent one night, when Gu Yuyuan, with his black hair loose, was drawing her eyebrows. The makeup brush he had used was actually made by melting the boundary stone and recasting it.

The Three Lives Stone sensed this memory and suddenly sprouted twin branches, entwining into the appearance of the couple's wedding that year.