Master, Don't Drag Me! The Red-Clad Ghost Bride Is My Childhood Bride

In the seventeenth year of the Republic, Zhou Heng had just transmigrated into the body of a six-year-old street urchin when a vicious ghost in a red wedding dress chased him three miles through a mass grave.

When other people encountered ghosts, they either ran or fell to their knees. But staring at the three options that popped up from his System, he made the most absurd choice in a moment of madness: he leaped up, wrapped his arms around the female ghost, and kissed her.

That kiss gave him a Pure Yang Dao Body, and he even picked up a ghost-king-level child bride.

An old Daoist came to exorcise the ghost with his sword. Zhou Heng shielded her behind him and cried in his childish voice, "Master, don't pull me away! My dad arranged for her to be my child bride!"

From then on, the shabby funeral home was never dull.

The old Daoist, all bark and a soft heart, scolded him for defying all reason, then turned around and saved the best incense and candles for his new disciple's bride. The two-hundred-jin senior brother hid under the altar whenever he saw his junior brother's bride, and always served an extra bowl of braised pork so she could enjoy the smell. The crafty second senior brother went gambling, relying on his junior brother's bride to cheat for him and win a fortune.

The opera ghost who had spent a lifetime waiting for a kindred spirit, the little maid who had come to life in a paper effigy shop, the water ghost trapped in the river for decades, the concubine guarding her dowry in a grand mansion... One warm, uncanny tale after another came knocking. With his wife at his side, Zhou Heng exposed fake masters, battled warlords, and wiped out evil cults that preyed on people. By the time he grew from a six-year-old tyke into a legendary master of the occult, his name was known throughout the nation.

When people asked how someone so young could be so powerful, he glanced back at his wife, sitting on the altar and munching on sweet rice cakes while listening to the gramophone, then chuckled:

"You wouldn't believe it, but I got all my skills by doting on my wife."

You can mess with me all you like, but touch my wife? Ask first if she'll let you get away with it.