my hungry husband

An Le looked at Yan Zhinan, with suspicion in his expression, and asked, "Are you familiar with the staff of the underworld?"

Yan Zhinan quickly disregarded the relationship: "I have nothing to do with them." He lowered his head and continued to draw, saying, "They are underground, and I am in the sky. They are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles."

He drew ten silhouettes on the drawing paper. The ten people were different in height, short, fat and thin, and each had its own unique features, but none of them could see their faces clearly.

Yan Zhinan said: "People, after death, they become ghosts."

An Le thought to himself, aren't you talking nonsense, but he didn't interrupt Yan Zhinan and continued to listen to him.

"Every ghost who goes to the underworld must first report to King Qin Guang, the first hall of hell." Yan Zhinan drew a circle on the body of No.1 on the drawing paper with a brush, which means that this is King Qin Guang, he continued. , "King Qin Guang is in charge of the length of human life, and at the same time judges the merits and demerits of a person's life, and decides when a person lives and when he dies. If the ghost was a good person in his lifetime, he can die in the next life, and may even ascend to heaven; He was dispatched to the Tenth Hall of the Wheel-Turning King, where he continued to reincarnate, male to female, female to male, to experience all kinds of suffering in the world."

When he said this, he took a break, and Anle recalled the scenes he saw at sea, those painful punishments, tortured over and over again, making cold sweat break out on his forehead.

An Le murmured: "Those who committed serious crimes during their lifetime will go to hell and suffer punishment."

Yan Zhinan took a deep look at An Le and said, "There is a high platform in the Palace of King Guang of Qin, and there is a mirror on the high platform. The mirror will reflect all the evil things he has done in his life. Qin Guangwang looked at the mirror and judged what kind of crime he committed, and then sent the ghost to the second hall to the ninth hall for punishment according to the crime of that person. The hell kings in each of the nine palaces have different categories, and their punishments are also different, in short, they will not let any sinner go."

After hearing what Yan Zhinan said, An Le looked weary.

In other words, he once looked into that mirror in his previous life. At that time, the mirror did not know how many ugly pasts he had reflected.

This kind of cognition makes An Le feel uncomfortable, he can't imagine that he used to be that kind of evil person.

Thinking of the scene in hell, big beads of sweat rolled down Anle's forehead. Anle thought that so many punishments set up in hell are effective, which made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart, and he must be a good person in this life.

An Le forced a smile and asked Yan Zhinan: "Then if I do good deeds in this life, can I still reform myself?"

Seeing his appearance, Yan Zhinan took out a tissue and asked him to wipe his forehead, and said: "The evil mirror can only reflect sins, if a good person stands in front of the mirror, the mirror is empty and there is no image, so the evil mirror stands There are seven characters hanging on it, 'There are no good people in front of the evil mirror', which means that no good people can be seen, only bad ones."

An Le said with a wry smile: "The great good man has already ascended to heaven, how could he go to the Nie Jingtai?"

Yan Zhinan suddenly smiled, holding his black-rimmed glasses, and said seriously: "That's not necessarily true." He sighed, and said in a soliloquy voice, "Sometimes good people don't live long, they always have fate." Unjust unlucky time."

After he said this, he stopped talking, but lowered his head and painted various details of the ten kings of hell. An Le looked over, he had only seen the portrait of Emperor Song, and the Emperor Song in Yan Zhinan's pen was as delicate as that portrait Qi is the most delicate among the ten people, with a delicate demeanor.

An Le withdrew his gaze from Emperor Song and looked at King Qin Guang a few more times.

It is this big brother who judges the good and evil of a person's life, that is to say, An Le was sentenced to the third black rope hell by his own hands.

An Le looked at the silhouette of King Qin Guang, feeling a little awkward.

Yan Zhinan painted the charm of this hell king with a few strokes. He is majestic and serious, tall and well-proportioned, ranking first among the ten kings. He punishes evil and promotes good. He is upright and iron-handed.

An Le thought about whether he would be accommodated when he did more good deeds in this life and went to the underworld to meet this lord.

Yan Zhinan followed An Le's eyes to see the King Qin Guang he had painted, snorted, picked up the pen case and covered the villain of King Qin Guang, not letting An Le see it, and said, "Don't look at it, I'll tell you anyway. The thing about hell is to let you understand more, and you won’t be afraid if you understand.”

He pointed to the teacher in the class and said, "Instead of worrying about past and present lives, it's better to live a good life, such as worrying about your final grades."

An Le then picked up the textbook, pretended to be listening carefully, and said, "I don't know if the higher score in the test will be a bonus item. Let King Qin Guang be more accommodating when the time comes."

"..." Yan Zhinan said strangely, "Yes, he likes to do well in his studies."

This incident just passed away, if An Le hadn't met Liang Yihai in City X, An Le would not have come into contact with the karmic fire from hell, and would not have remembered the past.Now that Liang Yihai's matter has been settled, he might as well pretend he didn't see hell.

An Le embraced this spiritual victory method and went home from class with peace of mind.When he was washing up at night, he stared at his face in the mirror, looked left and right, and saw nothing but a handsome young man in the mirror.

An Le made a face at the mirror, and the handsome guy in the mirror also made a face at him.

Is there really a mirror that can reflect the bad things a person has done in his life? When looking at the mirror, is it like watching a movie?

Speaking of which, there are many ghost stories about mirrors. It is said that mirrors can absorb people's souls. If An Le was not at home, An Le would not dare to look in the mirror for too long at night.

He tidied himself up, put on his pajamas, went to Jiang Mingyu's room, climbed onto the bed and lay down.

An Le'an waited quietly for Jiang Mingyu to come out of the study.

When Jiang Mingyu returned to the bedroom, he saw such a scene: An Le was lying on the bed straight, the quilt was square and neatly covered his body, he was sleeping there with his eyes closed, his expression calm and serene, almost Like a sleeping angel.

The corners of Jiang Mingyu's mouth curled up slightly, and she approached the bed calmly.

What kind of sleeping angel is impossible. If An Le really fell asleep, she would be so peaceful in her sleep.At this time, he was lying down properly, which meant that he was not asleep yet, but was just pretending to be asleep.

What is he thinking again.

Jiang Mingyu gently opened the quilt and fell asleep. After waiting for a while, the child next to him still remained silent. He reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and the room was instantly enveloped in darkness.

An Le beside her suddenly turned over, raised her body, touched the darkness, and quickly kissed Jiang Mingyu's forehead, saying: "Good night, sweet dream." Then she lay back and pulled the quilt under her chin, like As if nothing happened, continue to pretend to be a sleeping angel.

Jiang Mingyu wiped his forehead slowly, but there was still a warm and wet touch on his forehead.

This kid really has a lot of provocative tricks.

Jiang Mingyu got up, treated him in his own way, kissed An Le's forehead in the same way, and said in a low voice, "Good night."

An Le closed her eyes on the surface, but she was so happy that her toes rolled up and danced under the quilt.

Every time he wanted to flirt with the boss, he would be so teased by the boss that he couldn't control himself.

Jiang Mingyu's good night kiss is magical, and I will definitely have a good dream tonight.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and one problem is becoming more and more prominent. As Jun Yi once said, the sunshine time is getting shorter and the night is getting darker earlier. Anle has to rush home every time after class, so that he can go home just before the sun goes down. Before going back to the yard.

This is quite troublesome.

An Le hadn't encountered a kid blocking the way for a long time, and the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten, and she wasn't very scared.

It's just that Jiang Mingyu is worried. The person who tried to hurt Anle in the school has not been found yet, so he can't take any chances. He insists on the access control time of the small courtyard. If Anle returns late, he will call or send Jiang Hong to pick him up.

Even Jiang Hong was incredulous about her husband's nervousness, and said to An Le: "It's the first time I've seen my husband so nervous about others. I guess even if you put you in his mouth, he'd be afraid to melt."

An Le didn't express her opinion after hearing this, but she felt sweet in her heart.

Because I usually have classes outside, and the International College has loose management, students seldom get together. Every time something happens, the class committee will notify in the group, and I still have to do errands and hand in forms by myself, so Anle runs a lot. .

Every time I ran into Jun Yi when I went back to the college, Jun Yi would stop An Le, sometimes to chat, and sometimes to give him something to eat.

Although An Le didn't understand why everyone liked to feed him, but he wouldn't be so stupid as not to accept the teacher's kindness, and he still counted on the awards.

Besides, Teacher Jun is good-looking and has a good temper. An Le is happy to deal with him.

This time, An Le went to the college to do errands, and wanted to go to the bathroom halfway, so she went to the college's bathroom to solve the three urgent problems.

The building of the college is no different than the teaching building, there are fewer people coming in and out, and there are not many people in the toilet. When An Le went in, he was the only one.

The bathroom in the building is at the end of the corridor. In the middle of the outermost cubicle is a sink with a mirror hanging on it, and then there are separate toilets for men and women on both sides.

When An Le passed by the pool, he glanced at the mirror casually. The mirror was polished very brightly, and An Le's image was reflected on it.

An Le didn't think much about it, it was convenient to go into the men's room, and when he came out, he washed his hands by the sink, he raised his head to admire his face, but was stunned.

He held his breath, let the water from the faucet rush, forgot to turn it off, and stared at the mirror, not daring to blink.

The mirror in front of him was empty.

It is not accurate to say that it is empty, the mirror reflects the corridor behind him, even the windows in the corridor are clearly illuminated, and other things are projected on the mirror intact.

There is no such person as him.

He was clearly standing in front of the mirror, but the mirror couldn't reflect him.

An Le swallowed, and slowly moved to the side, but no matter how he moved, his image just couldn't appear in the mirror.

An Le instantly remembered many horror legends.

For example, peel an apple in front of the mirror at [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, the apple peel cannot be broken, and if you break it, you will see ghosts; and yell "Bloody Mary" three times in front of the mirror at [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, and then a bloody face will appear in the mirror woman.

But one of the elements of those horror stories is that it is midnight, and now it is broad daylight, will there be ghosts in the mirror?

An Le suppressed the sound of her breathing, for fear that if the sound was too loud, her soul would be sucked away by the mirror.

He backed up slowly, until he reached the door of the toilet. During this process, his image never appeared on the mirror. As soon as his feet touched the corridor, he immediately turned and ran, not daring to look back.

An Le's heart was pounding, she ran too fast, she didn't notice the front, and slammed into someone's arms.

"Don't run so fast in the corridor." A reproach came from above his head with a smile on his face. An Le looked up and met Jun Yi's face.

"What's going on, why are you running so fast, have you been chased by a ghost?" Jun Yi joked casually, but hit An Le's weakness.

An Le couldn't care less, grabbed Jun Yi and dragged him to the toilet.

Jun Yi followed An Le suspiciously, only then realized something was wrong, and asked, "What happened?"

An Le couldn't help but dragged the teacher to the door of the toilet, pointed inside and said, "Mirror!"

Jun Yi stood still, looked at the mirror on the sink, touched his chin, and after a while, he looked at An Le: "What's wrong with the mirror?

An Le was stunned, and turned his head cautiously to look over. He and Jun Yi were standing side by side in front of the pool, and they could see their side by side reflected very clearly on the mirror. ...,,