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    My husband is the King of Hell

    A man has three lights, weak lights are weak, ghost strange appearance. Mu Yang for the first time to see the dark, is such a strange atmosphere, dark said he low luck, a look will be ghost, with back home. She said he Yang heavy, Yang is not afraid of ghosts, and then climbed to bed. Mu Yang turn to the side, from now on opened the pet wife mode... while clarifying the pet... do not delay. Falling in love while catching ghosts... a little annoying but what about seeing ghosts in bed?... Is there a solution to the strange uncomfortable? All in pet... no abuse point... if the fruit ghost do some bad things also calculate abuse... also the plot needs ghost ghost gas introduction: are you afraid of ghosts? You have a pair of eyes in a dark corner... Want to run? Past life debt, this life..... no time arrived... I'm waiting for you... are you ready? Perhaps terrible may be funny than mainly see what ghost ~ cat in bed ~ bedtime "poison" Xiao you said: this book thunder thunder I do not know but the lack of ghosts, what may appear good black, bad people turn sex everything is possible

    Uniquely Unfortunate

    Story: My husband is the King of Hell Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:4174 Update time:2023-07-25 13:40:06

    One by one, they were either white or purple, truly quite scary. Mu Yang wondered if some great immortal was going through a tribulation.

    Then, there was a "crackling" sound, and the lightning struck the television that Mu Yang was watching.

    Mu Yang stared blankly at his newly purchased 54-inch curved screen television, his heart shattering into pieces. Ten thousand bucks, just like that, saying goodbye to himself. And to make matters worse, the television that got struck was still flashing dazzling sparks.

    This is so damn impressive, are they setting off fireworks with money?

    Mu Yang unplugged the electricity, pulled the circuit breaker, and dialed 119 along the way.

    "Young man, you can consider buying a lottery ticket. Anything is possible."

    "Uncle, thank you for your kind words. Tomorrow I'll go buy a lottery ticket. If I win, I'll definitely give you half of it."

    After exchanging a few jokes with the fireman, Mu Yangsheng lay despondently on the big bed. How unlucky he was! His misfortune was quite unique. The only valuable thing in his house now was this bed, but the glass was shattered, and it was raining outside, chilling him to the bone with the gusts of wind blowing in.

    "Sigh, let's spend the night at Wang Yi's place then."

    "When are you going to find me a grave?"

    As soon as Mu Yang stepped out of the door, he heard the leisurely voice of his good brother behind him.

    "Bro, what on earth are you? Are you a jinx or something?"

    "What? When I died, they only said I was a restless ghost because it wasn't a natural death, so I have to wait to be reincarnated. They didn't say I was an unlucky ghost!"

    "Why am I so unlucky?"

    "In one's lifetime, it is not very normal to experience some misfortunes and difficulties. Perhaps you have been having a streak of bad luck recently."

    "Yeah, that's right. Since the house got struck by lightning, I'm going to stay away for a night and we can talk about it tomorrow."

    "I told you not to keep following me."

    Mu Yang called Wang Yi and talked about going to his house. Wang Yi immediately agreed.

    Mo Yang sat in the car the whole way, and this good brother followed along, afraid that Mo Yang might run away.

    "I won't run, I'll just stay outside for one night."

    "I will follow you. Whenever you find a grave for me, I will leave."

    It was raining outside, with strong winds blowing. Accompanied by a good friend, Muyang felt the chilling winds blowing through, making his bones ache.

    Finally, we arrived at Wang Yi's house, but an unexpected incident occurred.

    Mu Yang felt a bit embarrassed, "I apologize, my girlfriend is afraid of thunder, and she suddenly arrived, so..."

    "Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I'll just stay outside for one night, no problem. I'll leave then."

    Mu Yang kicked the pebbles on the side of the road, feeling really unlucky. He had already reached the doorstep, yet unexpectedly, he was intercepted by his girlfriend.

    Mu Yang leaned against the wall outside the building, with one hand in his pocket. He forgot to bring his ID card. Isn't this even more unlucky?

    Suddenly, Mu Yang felt a business card in his pocket. "This belongs to that person."

    Should I call him? This good buddy of mine seems to be a real unlucky guy. Although he claims he can't lie, Grandpa always told him that excessive nonsense is because ghosts have distorted memories and are different from humans. Especially for ghosts who died unnaturally, they often need to find substitutes and would say tempting words to deceive their prey.

    Has he already become the prey?

    Mu Yang became increasingly anxious as he thought about it more. Luckily, his phone still had battery power. After a brief "beep" sound, the person on the other side answered the call, as if they had anticipated that he would call.

    The male voice on the other end of the line sounded deep and soft to the core. "So, do you believe me now?"

    "Mmm."

    "Don't speak. Your loyal companions by your side might hear. Listen to what I say, and simply respond with 'yes' or 'no'!"

    "Okay."

    "I have a way to change your luck. Would you like to give it a try?"

    "Okay."

    "You come and find me, I will send you the address."