Three times married to Yama

Hehe, take it or leave it.

Despite thinking that way, I still used a talisman to put the male ghost inside, just in case he wanted to eat me later.

"Do you have a name?" I asked.

Now that this thing will be my bodyguard, it definitely needs a name.

"Clouds Flutter".

He looked at me with a fierce gaze, but he still answered all my questions. It seems that if he wasn't under the control of the Three Pure Bells, he could probably tear me to pieces.

This bell must absolutely not be allowed to be obtained by him, otherwise it would be like Nezha obtaining the pagoda of the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Let's go, Yun Fu."

He disappeared again and followed me, but I always felt a gaze fixed on the bell in my hand.

I didn't linger any longer and headed straight out of Yuping Village. Xiao Xian and his group's car was not far from the village, and I could see the headlights from a distance.

I walked over and knocked on the car window, and immediately a scream came from inside the car.

I,"……"

They're treating me like a ghost.

I messaged Xiaoxian, and she rolled down her car window. Only after confirming it was me did she open the car door.

Actually, powerful ghosts can forge information and transform into familiar faces, but I didn't tell them any of that, lest they be too scared to let me get on the bus later.

"I'm back, you can go now," I said.

As a result of what had just happened, the three of them were so frightened that their hands were shaking and their legs were weak, making it impossible for them to drive.

Fortunately, I got my driver's license after I turned eighteen. Seeing that they were all terrified, I had no choice but to work part-time as a driver.

Only after leaving Yuping Village did Xiao Xian say with lingering fear, "On our way back, we heard many people calling our names behind us, including Xiao Pang and Huang Mao's voices. It scared us to death! Xiao Pang and Huang Mao were with me, why were they calling our names from behind!"

I was driving steadily when I suddenly said, "How can you be so sure that the person who came back with you is your friend?"

A moment of silence fell over the car; it was so quiet you could hear their teeth chattering.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Hey, I was just kidding."

Luckily, I spent two hours doing my makeup in front of the mirror before going out today. If they had seen my originally ghost-like pale face, I don't know how scared they would have been.

When we got back to the hotel in the city, it was already getting light. I returned the little fat guy's phone to them, and then we said goodbye and went back to our rooms.

The three of them left Xihu City the next day, saying they never wanted to come back again, as the psychological trauma was too great.

Xihu City is very, very far away from my original hometown. I plan to rent a house here to live in for the time being, and if I get tired of it later, I can move to another place.

My dad left me a lot of money, enough for me to live on for several lifetimes. I often marvel at how my dad's love is as deep as a mountain.

So I wasn't going to compromise myself. I went directly to an agency and rented a quiet, detached Chinese-style villa in the city center. You only live once, so you should definitely treat yourself well within your means.

After settling myself in, I bought a very strong rope from a mysterious online friend. According to him, it was made from the tendons of a dead dragon and could not be broken by knives or fire.

I was very satisfied. I tied the Sanqing Bell with a rope and then put it around my neck. Fortunately, the bell was not very big, only about half the size of my palm, so it didn't look out of place hanging around my neck.

Yun Fu will never appear unless I ring the bell, but I still find it creepy that he's always wearing a funeral shroud.

So I bought a lot of trendy men's clothes online, intending to change his clothes so that he wouldn't look so out of place when he appears in the future.

Just as I was having a great time unpacking the package, the doorbell rang.

"Yun Fu, go open the door," I called out.

"Yes, Master."

The door opened, and a little girl stood outside. She looked about seven or eight years old and resembled a doll from a New Year's painting, but her temperament was completely different.

The New Year picture dolls are festive, but this doll is quite eerie.

"Madam, I have come to see you on the orders of the Lord of the Prefecture," the girl's eerie voice rang out.

My hand, which was opening the package, froze, and I immediately lost all interest in doing so.

I got up and walked to the little girl, looking her up and down. She was a paper doll that had been given a soul, and it seemed that she had been sent by Yan Jinyue.

I suddenly remembered that Yan Jinyue said before she left last time that she would come to see me again in half a month. Counting the days, it seems that it's about time.

"Hello, may I ask what you need me for, Your Excellency?" I asked politely, though I really felt there was no need to contact me unless there was something wrong.

The little girl smiled slightly, which made her look even more sinister.

"The Lord descends into the mortal world to undergo a tribulation every five hundred years. You are very lucky, Madam, as you happen to be there during his tribulation this time."

I was stunned. Was that really true?

"So?" I continued to ask.

"During the tribulation, Lord Fu will enter the mortal realm in his avatar, while his true self will remain in the Netherworld to guard the Underworld. Lord Fu's avatar will lose some of his memories and will soon be subject to restrictions, so please take good care of our Lord Fu when he enters the mortal realm."

After hearing what the little girl said, I remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, I finally raised my finger and pointed to myself. "Me? I'm the one taking care of your Lord?"

"Yes," the little girl nodded affirmatively.

I lost my composure. "But I'm just an ordinary person. How can I take care of your lord?"

"It is so, Madam. Our Lord has been away from the world for a long time and is somewhat unfamiliar with the human world nowadays. You only need to help him get to know the world as it is now."

"Can I refuse?"

The little girl said, "No, madam, you are the lord's wife."

But isn't she just a wife in name only? They're going to divorce in three years.

"The magistrate said that you are husband and wife before the divorce, and you can fulfill your legal obligations."

I'm starting to lose it. What do you mean by explicit obligations? There are hidden obligations too?

I'm truly impressed.

Seeing my displeasure, the little girl continued, "The Lord said that if you are willing to help him, he can grant you one more request."

But then again...

Helping an old-fashioned person who has been out of touch with the world for a long time to become familiar with the present world is a completely good deed.

"Alright then," I asked, "When will the Prefect arrive?"

The little girl smiled slightly again, clapped her hands, and instantly a row of paper figures appeared behind her, each holding a black box in its hands.

"These are the Lord's things. Please leave them with you, Madam. He will be here soon."

After that, the paper figures outside filed in, and soon my living room was filled with boxes.

"Goodbye, Madam. I hope you and the Prefect get along well."

The little girl left.

I stood in the living room, looking at the boxes scattered all over the floor in a mess.

I think I agreed a bit hastily.