My Husband is Yama

He slowly climbed out of the house, revealing a rotten infant. His green skin proved that he was already dead.

Her black eyes stared straight at me, and a weird smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

"Mom!" Zhong Min tilted her head and fainted, leaving me alone, unsure of whether I should laugh or cry.

"Good boy, I won't hurt you. You're dead, after all. If I convert you, will you be able to reincarnate? " I tried to persuade her.

"Ah!" The baby let out a sharp sound, and his eyes turned from black to blood-red. He waved his arms, and his watery arms went straight for me.

I quickly dodged to the side and became serious. I rapidly chanted an incantation. The small round ball in the baby's hand was like a small ball of fire that emitted sparks.

But the baby just looked at it and put his hand in his mouth and swallowed it.

"That's my talisman!" I leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.

It wasn't dark outside, but the room was dark, and once I closed my eyes and looked for the baby.

I came out in a hurry today and didn't bring anything with me. What should I do?

As I searched for the Ghost's hiding place, I was anxious to get out of this predicament.

The air was filled with the cries of babies, sharp and piercing, and a pair of dark eyes seemed to be looking at me from somewhere.

"Found you!" I abruptly opened my eyes and met with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

The infant ghost appeared in front of me at some point, his hands tightly wrapped around my neck, dragging me towards the balcony.

"Nan Wu Ah Mi Duo Nun Suo Ye He …"

As I chanted my incantation, the resentment in the Ghost Infant seemed to grow even stronger. He flung me violently onto the balcony. His resentful eyes seemed to be filled with hatred.

"It's my waist." Originally, when I woke up this morning, my waist was already in pain.

Not caring about my waist, I quickly crawled up and stretched out a hand, chanting an incantation as I approached the ghost baby.

The infant ghost revealed a strange smile again, the green light on his arm becoming stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, another wave of cold wind blew past. The ghost head seemed to have received some stimulation. It shrieked and fiercely ran towards Li Anqi's dressing room.

"Don't run!" I hurried to catch up.

"Ha ha!" Another laugh or two. It was a light and cold laugh.

Hearing this, my scalp tingled. I slowly turned around and looked behind me.

The ghost face clearly carried a hint of a chuckle, as if his eyes could see through everything, but they stealthily grew cold.

Everything around them changed from black to gray, and then to white. Gradually, everything returned to its normal color. Even the sunset could be seen from the balcony.

"You're not coming over?"

To that ghost baby, although I was afraid, but facing such a gloomy yet smiling spring man, I was truly afraid from the bottom of my heart.

"Do I scare you like this?" His slender fingers pressed against his forehead as if in distress.

I nervously swallowed my saliva. "As long as you don't appear in front of me, I won't be afraid!"

"I am your husband. What are you afraid of?" His long, narrow eyes were filled with a smile.

"I'm afraid that you'll try to hook my soul away and drain it of its yang energy." I shook my legs in frustration, not daring to move even half a step.

In the blink of an eye, he was already by my side. His speed was so fast that I couldn't believe it.

With glowing green fingers, he picked up a strand of hair and placed it under his nose to smell it, "Hmm, this familiar smell makes me look forward to the sky getting dark."

He trembled as he took out the hair on his head from Ye Zichen's hand.

"There's still the sun, hurry up and go!"

The sunset behind me was like my last lifeline, and I wished it would stay longer.

However, the sky was unfulfilled. The setting sun was gradually fading, and little by little, it disappeared from the horizon.

"Help!" I ran from the ghost into the living room while screaming. I picked up Zhong Min and shook her. "Zhong Min, Zhong Min, wake up!"

Zhong Min was shaken to the point that her bones were about to break apart. There were no signs of her awakening.

"They won't wake up!" The ghost leaned on the balcony railing and looked at me leisurely.

Seeing that Zhong Min had yet to wake up, I kept reminding myself that I was a Yin Yang Master, that I was not afraid!

He used to touch the peach wood pearl on his wrist, but unexpectedly, it was empty.

He swallowed the peach wood bead when he was fighting with the ghost baby just now.

It was so urgent!

The sky gradually darkened, but the ghost still had no intention of leaving. In the darkness of the night, the figure of a ghost standing on the balcony was very scary.

I curled up in the room with Zhong Min in my arms. The ghost seemed to be waiting for something.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the door to Li Anqi's dressing room opened for no reason. A baby covered in blood crawled out of the room bit by bit. It only had its upper body. Who knew where its lower body went?

There was a long trail of blood where he had crawled.

He looked in my direction with his scarlet eyes and let out a mournful cry.

"Shh!" The ghost man lowered his head and put a finger to his mouth, his actions very alluring.

The infant ghost seemed to know that it could no longer run away, and could only obediently accept the punishment.

The ghost came striding in from the balcony and sat down in front of me. He was dressed in a black robe embroidered with red patterns, which covered his long legs. He leaned against the back of the sofa, enjoying his life.

Was he extending his index finger, which was surrounded by a pale green flame?

I stared at the flame on his hand. Isn't this the legendary will-o '-the-wisp?

The infant ghost looked at the wisp of ghostfire on his finger and retreated in fright.

"Come here!" Her cold tone sounded like she was talking to a dead man.

Shaking my legs, I stood up and took small steps towards him.

Even if I had the guts, I wouldn't dare to challenge this Yama.

Just as I was about to walk up to him, he pulled me into his embrace. A pair of bone-chilling cold hands were wandering restlessly around my waist.

A hint of astonishment flashed in the baby ghost behind him. I think he was trying to guess the relationship between me and this ghost.

Only after being taken advantage of by this ghost did he let go of my waist and coldly ask, "Where's the item?"

The infant ghost directly dug his bloody belly open and took out a peach wood bead that was emitting a weak red light.

This is my amulet!

Just as he was about to reach out to take it, the peach wood pearl floated in the air and slowly disappeared.

"You bastard, that is a treasure that I inherited from my ancestors!" I struggled out of his arms, trying to find out where the mahogany bead had gone.

If dad and mom found out that I lost my ancestral treasure, I would definitely be skinned alive.

"What ancestral treasure? In my eyes, it's nothing more than a toy." The ghost man continued to play with the ghost flame in his hand and laughed softly.

"To you, it's a toy, but to me, it's a treasure passed down from my ancestors!" I can't help it.

I didn't think I would dare to yell at this ghost.

It really bit people when it was in a hurry!