Pfft! Love-Brained

Yan Yinchen is a Zombie King, handsome and elegant, with boundless magical power. At the height of his strength, he could take on three hundred purple-robed Daoist priests by himself.

Before a duel he had arranged with his sworn enemy, Li Yuan, that stinking Daoist, he accidentally ate a love-brain and fell into a thousand-year slumber.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years passed.

After Yan Yinchen woke up, he discovered that all that remained of the world he had conquered was his coffin lid. The zombie army that had once served under him had long since been absorbed by Li Yuan and switched careers to become zombie Daoists.

What an outrage! What a disgrace to the zombie sect!

Yan Yinchen considered going to settle the score and reclaim his lost territory, but the thought vanished in an instant.

Nothing is impossible if you are willing to give up. His zombie disciples and descendants had found a new life, so it was better for him, their patriarch, not to disturb them.

After all, he had been asleep for a thousand years, and his powers had yet to recover after waking so suddenly. Meanwhile, that old dog Li Yuan had diligently cultivated day and night. A head-on clash now would be like an egg hitting a rock. No, no, that wouldn't do.

So, in order to provide for himself and keep from starving, Yan Yinchen resolutely entered the entertainment industry and became an extra, specializing in playing corpses.

Fellow extra: Little brother, you play a corpse really convincingly. Do you practice a lot at home?

Yan Yinchen nodded. I'm a professional in this field.

Just as Yan Yinchen's grand career of playing corpses was flourishing, Li Yuan appeared.

Li Yuan: Want to get married?

Yan Yinchen: After a thousand years, have you finally lost your mind?

Faced with Yan Yinchen's refusal, Li Yuan wasn't surprised at all. "My younger brother's wife is a film producer. After we get married, she can introduce you to projects, so you'll have an endless supply of corpses to play."

Yan Yinchen wavered.

Li Yuan pressed his advantage. "This world is no longer as innocent as it was a thousand years ago. There are love-brains everywhere. In your current condition, if you accidentally eat another one, you might sleep for ten thousand years."

Yan Yinchen shuddered in fear and immediately dragged Li Yuan off to register their marriage.

On their wedding night, Yan Yinchen exclaimed in alarm, "You reek of love-brain!"

Li Yuan chuckled and rolled over, pinning him beneath himself. "You've only noticed now? It's too late."

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The Emperor Relies on His Beauty to Get Away with Murder

Synopsis:

A street-corner tea stall, a den of scoundrels, a sacred ground for gossip.

Rumor has it that a house by the village is often filled with the sound of bells at midnight.

Those who enter during the day suffer one misfortune after another, then die suddenly after forty-nine days.

Those who enter at midnight all meet the same fate: the house burns down with them inside.

Villagers say that a child can be seen inside the house, holding a palace bell and looking for someone to keep him company.

When the palace bell rings, it summons souls.

Apart from his stunning looks, Wen Huaiyin, the owner of the scoundrels' tea stall, has only one thing going for him: his skill at driving away evil spirits.

When he learns that driving away the haunting will earn him five taels of silver, Wen Huaiyin immediately takes his little copper coins and heads to Dongping Village to exorcise the spirit.

Who would have thought that before he could get started, he would meet a sickly beauty instead?

Everyone in the surrounding villages knows that Wen Huaiyin, owner of the scoundrels' tea stall, is so poor. Yet at home he has a delicate, frail, beautiful husband who is useless in every way except for his face.

"A Su, I think you should get out and move around. If you lie in bed too long, your limbs might atrophy." Wen Huaiyin's gaze was earnest.

His stunning husband pressed a hand to his chest like Xi Shi. "You're right. As a man, I ought to provide for the family. It's just a pity that my body is so frail. But seeing how hard you work, A Yin, I can't bear to leave you to do it all. Very well, I'll drag this broken body of mine out to run the stall."

Wen Huaiyin: ???

But ever since his handsome husband started running the stall, why had life been getting stranger and stranger?

Before he could figure out what was going on, his beautiful husband, determined to do his part, had tidied himself up and was gazing at him with spring in his eyes. "A Yin, I feel well today. I'll run the stall for you for another day."

A chill ran down Wen Huaiyin's spine. "Wait! Stop! Put down my stall!

Theme: Cherish life and stay away from love-brains.