At this point, the text part of "The Unobedient Wife of the Black-bellied President" is over.

Paris is a person who believes in fate, so, next, there will be some special articles about past lives, I hope you enjoy it.

A friend asked me why Yan Yuxiu didn't have an ending.

This character setting can be said to be the most perfect one in the whole text.

Wise, calm, enthusiastic, free and easy.

See things through and always know what you want.

His love will not be a vigorous chase, but a natural encounter.

Maybe one day on a street corner, he will meet a woman, and the two will look at each other and smile, and then it will become a romantic story.

Paris is here to wish you all the right people.

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The first time I wrote a novel, I felt a lot of emotion, it's not that I didn't think about giving up, it was you who gave me the courage to persevere, thank you for your support and companionship.

"This Love is a Robbery in the Afterlife" is about to start serialization, I hope you can continue to follow me.

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Extra one: Zhan Mochen and Su Yu

This is the realm of death, the place where the soul returns, the place under the feet, without flowers and leaves, dim all day long, lingering. The walkers in the realm are all ghosts, and the only god is called Xingyun.

In the netherworld, Xingyun sat alone by the pond.

A white dress, dark cloud sleeves, long hair like ink is only tied behind the head with a white ribbon, the face is as beautiful as a carving, the skin is as white as a snow lotus, the sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like a sword, the nose is like a hanging beam, and the lips are like Dan.

He just sat there quietly, like a dry ink painting, which made people linger.

In the pond, from far to near, a woman swam over.

The woman's delicate face was exposed to the water, and a string of crystal droplets of water dripped onto Xingyun's sleeve, leaving a little trace.

The woman smiled at Xingyun, Xingyun reached out and stroked her beautiful arc, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't continue to accompany you." ”

The voice is very gentle, but it is full of reluctance and sadness.

The woman seemed to feel the parting, and a thin layer of mist instantly covered her beautiful eyes.

Xingyun is a Netherworld Venerable God, and he has been cultivating alone in this underworld for almost three thousand years.

He was originally made by Emperor Dongyue with one of his own bamboo flutes, and because he had been by the emperor's side all the year round, he was quite accomplished, so he was sent to take charge of this netherworld.

Every day alone, the heart is as calm as water, there is no desire and no desire, and a thousand years are like a day.

A year ago, it coincided with the day of the Yan Xuan, a reincarnation in three hundred years, on this day, yin and yang interacted, the circuit was opened, ghosts could return to the yang world, and the living could come to the underworld.

A terrible ghost who died unjustly, unwilling to be happy in the human world, cruelty to Zhongliang, so he took advantage of the yin wind in the netherworld to enter the circuit and fled back to the yang world.

When Xingyun went to the world to catch this ghost, he met an injured carp by the river, Xingyun suddenly felt compassion, put her in his sleeve, and brought her back to the netherworld.

"There shall be no living beings in the Netherworld, and those who rebel will enter the Infernal Hell, suffer for eternity, and will not be able to be reborn forever." This is a rule that has been set since Pangu opened the world, and no one has dared to disobey it for hundreds of millions of years.

Xingyun raised the carp in the pond, set up an enchantment around it, sealed her breath, healed her every day, played with her, and unconsciously moved her heart.

He always thought that he was made of bamboo, and he would not have the seven emotions and six desires of human beings, but watching the carp playing in the palm of his hand, he really felt that the place of the heart was warm.