My wife is too strong, Mr. Chu can't stand it

Su Jin tilted his head in confusion. Why did he feel something was wrong?

Chu Heng also looked at him puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Su Jin pursed his lips. He had a bold idea but didn't know whether he should tell it or not.

Chu Heng didn't say anything either. He silently turned his gaze back and waited for the red light to end, then continued driving forward.

About half a minute later, he heard Su Jin's voice, asking him to stop the car.

Chu Heng stopped obediently. Before he could say anything, Su Jin had already gone downstairs, so he had no choice but to follow.

Su Jin stood by the street, gave Chu Heng a complicated look and continued to close his eyes to look for good luck. When the stars came out, he opened his eyes and looked, and it was still in the direction where Chu Heng was.

He frowned deeply, "Stand behind me."

Chu Heng didn't understand but did as he was told. After waiting for a few seconds, Su Jin asked him to stand in front, then on the left and right, and then in four diagonal directions. After he had stood in eight directions, Su Jin's face became even darker.

"You're in the way, why don't you just die?"

Chu Heng looked at him helplessly, "How can you say such cold and cruel words with your 37-degree mouth?"

But Su Jin was really angry. He wanted to find that person, but his good luck seemed to be on Chu Heng. No matter how he calculated, it all pointed to Chu Heng. He was very depressed.

Seeing that he was silent and cold, Chu Heng could only sigh, "So you are looking for the direction, the direction is all on me, do you think I am in the way?"

Su Jin nodded affirmatively, it was really troublesome.

Chu Heng spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't lived enough. I still want to live for many more years."

It was really annoying. Su Jin glared at him and went back to the car angrily, feeling completely out of mood.

Xiao Jin looked at Su Jin and then at Chu Heng, and a bold idea popped up in his mind, but seeing Su Jin so angry he didn't dare to say it. He could only wait for Chu Heng to drive Su Jin home, and he quietly followed Chu Heng.

Xiao Jin said, "He wanted to find that person."

"I know."

"But you're always the one in the direction."

Chu Heng stopped and asked, "So you also think that I am the person he is looking for?"

Xiao Jin nodded vigorously. "Even though he doesn't remember anything and doesn't know anything, he's always been waiting to find that person. If he's counting his good luck, it must be related to that person, and it's always you."

Chu Heng raised his hand and touched his slapped face. "Even if it is, it's useless. He doesn't remember anything and he really hates me. Even now, I can't admit it, let alone guide him. It will be counterproductive."

Xiao Jin was surprised, "So you really like him?"

"Isn't it normal to like him?" Chu Heng seemed to be asking himself. He didn't need Xiao Jin to answer. He walked into the kitchen and took out an ice pack from the refrigerator and put it on his face. It was too swollen.

Xiao Jin was completely stunned. He felt that Chu Heng was so calm. He had guessed something in his mind a long time ago but he was able to quarrel with Su Jin without showing it at all. On the contrary, he was already working hard to plan. Was he trying to trick Su Jin into falling in love?

Should he tell Su Jin?

But he felt that what Chu Heng said made sense. Su Jin no longer remembered anything, so he naturally wouldn't believe it easily.

If he told her now and Su Jin didn't believe him and left, wouldn't it be even more difficult for Su Jin to wait for her?

So Xiao Jin thought for a moment and decided not to disturb them. After all, this was the couple's private matter, so he should just stay away.

During the evening live broadcast, Su Jin was dragged by Tongtong to see the nest of chicks. "Eat more, and give them to your brother when they grow up."

Tongtong still remembered Su Jin's words, that adults like big chickens, so the chicks he fed for an afternoon would surely grow up quickly.

Su Jin felt that instead of waiting for these little guys to grow up, it would be better to go to the vegetable market and buy one and stew it into soup directly.

But he didn't say anything. He just touched Tongtong's head, which was considered a compliment.

Chu Heng followed behind and wanted to hold back his laughter. He thought that the chickens might be stuffed to death before they grew up.

He looked at the discussions in the live broadcast room, and everyone was asking him why he didn't appear on the screen. They wanted to see handsome guys and their boyfriends.

Chu Heng subconsciously touched his face. Although the swelling had subsided, it was still quite obvious. It was better not to show off.

After the live broadcast ended, Su Jin left Tongtong to the care of the servants and dragged Chu Heng out.

The Martyrs' Cemetery was very quiet late at night. Chu Heng could see many wandering souls at a glance, all looking at them curiously without approaching.

Chu Heng also felt strange, "Why didn't they leave?"

"People have obsessions after death. If the obsessions persist, they naturally cannot leave. However, if they stay in the world for too long, their memories will gradually fade, and they will disappear too."

"What about Second Grandfather Zeng and the others?"

"I have set up a formation under the water to keep the soul there."

Su Jin stood in the middle of the cemetery, put his hands together and quickly made hand gestures. Twenty or so red thread balls appeared one after another. The red thread receded, and the numb soul also appeared in the cemetery.

Chu Heng stood far away and did not disturb them. He just scanned the souls of those people one by one. Many of them were people he had seen in textbooks and in the memorial hall.

Su Jin raised his eyes and scanned the gathered souls, "I will borrow your merits to send the ancestors into reincarnation."

No one refused, and they all stepped forward and offered their own merits. Golden starlight floated out from their souls, condensing little by little into those numb souls.

The almost dissipated souls gradually solidified, and the numb eyes gradually brightened. After a brief moment of confusion, they all raised their hands and saluted Su Jin.

Su Jin said nothing, but his hands moved slightly, and several red lines flew out from his fingertips and circled behind him.

"The underworld is empty, ghosts are scattered in the human world, the ghost messenger is inactive, and the ghost gate is open on the other side!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind blew and the summer night suddenly became cold.

An oil-paper umbrella appeared above Su Jin's head and began to spin rapidly, causing the red line to quickly become a vortex.

As the color of the red spider lilies on the umbrella deepened, a red light suddenly appeared, and a huge bronze door appeared from the center of the vortex, and two figures, one black and one white, walked out of it.

Two figures each held a white sail and looked at Chu Heng the moment they appeared.

But after just that one glance, he withdrew his gaze, lowered himself to Su Jin and bowed respectfully.

"The Underworld God greets His Highness."

Su Jin glanced at the Black and White Impermanence coldly and said, "Collect the soul."

"promise!"

As the voice fell, Black and White Impermanence waved the white sails in their hands, and those souls were instantly collected into the white sails. Black and White Impermanence also flew again and landed in front of the Ghost Gate, bowed to Su Jin again, and then turned around and stepped into the Ghost Gate.

With a creaking sound, the ghost gate closed and slowly disappeared into the darkness. Su Jin also loosened the seal in his hand, raised his hand to catch the falling paper umbrella, and glanced lightly at the black ghost trapped in the umbrella.

Chu Heng came to his senses after being shocked, and looked around again. Except for the souls brought back from the abandoned building, all the souls originally in the cemetery were still there.

He asked in confusion, "Why don't you take these souls with you?"

Su Jin looked at him and said, "I borrowed their merits, so I must repay them."

"How do I pay it back?"

"Fulfill their wishes."

Su Jin turned around, the oil-paper umbrella leaning against her shoulder. "Write it down slowly, don't make any mistakes."

Chu Heng's mouth twitched, and he silently picked up the notebook and pen in his hand. It seemed that he was asked to bring paper and pen for this reason. He also changed from a boss to an employee.