My Wife Is the Ghost King

Beneath the shade of a locust tree, an old man began telling a story to a child. Just then, a young man and woman happened to pass by. Intrigued by the old man’s tale, they stopped to listen.

Old man: “As the saying goes, if the King of Hell wants you dead at the third watch, who dares keep you until the fifth...”

The young man corrected him with a serious expression. “Oh, that was my predecessor. I never said that.”

Old man: “They say that in the underworld, Meng Po, who stands by the Bridge of Helplessness, is hideously ugly and loves nothing more than separating couples on their way to reincarnation...”

The woman muttered indignantly, “Who says I’m hideously ugly? And I was sent to the mortal realm precisely because I couldn’t bear to separate those lovesick couples, all right?”

Hearing this, the old man looked as though he might burst into tears. He turned to the young couple and said, “You two little...”