After the King of the Underworld and the Matchmaker Swapped Jobs

*Rough writing.* Don't impulsively buy the whole story. Don't impulsively buy the whole story. Don't impulsively buy the whole story.

King of the Underworld gong x Matchmaker shou (the story focuses on the gong)

King of the Underworld Xie Fengye went through a trial of love and fell passionately, desperately in love.

Then his lover disappeared.

Xie Fengye: ?

Where's my wife? Where's my huge, absolutely real wife?!

There was no name in the Book of Life and Death, and he searched the world without finding a trace. Only then did he learn that the Matchmaker at the Office of Marriage had cut his thread of fate.

Xie Fengye figured the old man must be out of his mind and made a threat: if the Matchmaker dared show his face, Xie Fengye would beat him to death!

From then on, he neglected his duties and spent every day shouting that he wanted his soul scattered so he could join the lover who had vanished.

That is, until he was demoted to the mortal realm and made to open a matchmaking shop. The Heavenly Emperor put it nicely: "It's not easy being an immortal official. You need to learn to put yourself in someone else's shoes."

Xie Fengye stared at the room full of festive red silk: [cursing furiously gif]

*

A hundred years ago, Matchmaker Yu Si made a wrong move and accidentally got caught up in the King of the Underworld's trial of love. After finally escaping, he personally put an end to their ill-fated relationship.

He thought they could simply stay out of each other's sight, until his own trial came.

With all his memories gone, he became a mortal with a special constitution who could see ghosts from birth.

He opened an ordinary funeral shop on an ordinary street.

His neighbor was the owner of a matchmaking shop, a man who didn't seem quite right in the head.

Every day, the man shouted that he was married, practically wearing the word "widower" on his face.

But what was he supposed to do when this married man was so foolishly appealing...

*

Once his trial was over, Xie Fengye charged into the Office of Marriage again, his eyes red with fury.

The little immortal attendants were frantic. They all urged their Matchmaker to hide for a while. After all, the King of the Underworld looked less likely than ever to let this end peacefully.

But the Matchmaker simply tossed the King of the Underworld a wedding outfit.

"Come on, let me see how you're going to marry me."

Here's a little preview of my next story: "Doing Good, Doing Evil" [the story focuses on the shou]

An intermittently psychotic, perpetually lazy shou x a naive, pure-hearted, crybaby gong

Gu Qian made a name for himself with his family's inherited techniques for exterminating evil spirits.

He was sickly but sharp-tongued, especially skilled at dealing with people by teasing them like dogs.

His shameless deeds were renowned throughout the Four Directions Alley.

To prolong his life, Gu Qian manipulated a ghost named Ji Liuyun into staying by his side, planning to refine him into a life-saving medicine when the time came. In an uncommon display of kindness, he gave the ancient ghost a phone so he could get online and learn a thing or two.

After that, life just kept getting stranger. It seemed the silly dog had gone online and broken his brain.

Gu Qian was slaughtering his way through his enemies when they came to take revenge.

The street was packed with people, their killing intent fierce. They brought wreaths and paper money to taunt him.

Ji Liuyun stepped forward alone and gratefully accepted the yellow paper and paper money.

"You're a good person. I'll burn these myself."

*

Everyone was eating together, and Gu Qian complained that Ji Liuyun ate too much and was too expensive to keep.

Ji Liuyun looked up with dewy eyes, his expression aggrieved.

"Why can't ghosts eat more? Don't be speciesist."

*

Gu Qian found the little umbrellas hidden away and finally lost his patience.

"You stupid dog! Have you started looking at dirty stuff now?"

Ji Liuyun stared at the colorful packages thrown in front of him, clutched the hem of his clothes, and sobbed.

"I just... wanted to improve myself."

Theme: May you weather every storm without letting your original kindness grow cold.