Wei Yuan sat up and saw a candlestick on the table with two red candles on it, and then there was also a floor-standing candlestick in the corner of the room on the other side.
The candle's fire was extremely red, like the last sunset.
"Sir, it's getting late, we should have a rest."
Yes, it was getting late. Wei Yuan stood up and got off the ground. As soon as his feet landed, he frowned and raised his feet again.
There are two clear footprints on the ground!
Only then did Wei Yuan see clearly that there was a thick layer of dust on the ground, which had not been cleaned for an unknown period of time. He looked at something out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned around, he saw a spider web hanging on the corner of the bed.
Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to brush away the cobwebs, and accidentally splashed a piece of white ash.
"Ms. sir..." the bride called again.
"Come on, come on..." Wei Yuan responded repeatedly and came to the bride. At this time, he hesitated and wanted to look behind the bride, but his sight was blocked by the bride.
The candle was placed very high and the candle flame was very dim, so the ground was dark and it was difficult to see what was there. At this time, Wei Yuan felt as if his consciousness was covered with a layer of cloth, and he could not remember what he wanted to do.
What are you looking for? What are you looking for?
The bride urged again, and Wei Yuan felt guilty, feeling that he should not be thinking about such a big day. Although the bride had been sitting there motionless and could not see her face clearly, Wei Yuan instinctively felt that the bride should be extremely beautiful.
He gently lifted the bride's hijab and saw a very beautiful face.
Displacement.
Wei Yuan broke into a cold sweat.
Click! There was another crisp sound, and something shattered in Wei Yuan's consciousness. His vision went dark, and he fell into darkness again.
——
In a dark hall, two towering figures sat opposite each other. In front of them, there was a small altar, and there were countless ant-like little people on the altar busy up and down.
The hall is obviously one, but there is a clear dividing line in the center. On one side is a dark and deep world, on the other side is scorching heat and dryness, with strong winds and sand blowing from time to time.
The figure from the dark side said: "His soul has been placed in the cold world, but this time he starts with a paper wedding dress that is bound to die. I'm afraid I won't be able to negotiate terms with him as you wish."
The figure in the blazing desert world said: "What I want is Tianyu. I don't care what method you use. As long as you can get him back, I can give you 50,000 yuan as a sacrifice."
"You have so many descendants and countless strong ones. Why do you value a descendant with mediocre talent so much?"
"The ancestral witch just gave me a revelation. The ability of this descendant is crucial to my next plan. So I am willing to pay an extra price. What are you going to do with that human being? He seems to be related to Tianque in the mouth of Panshan Mountain."
The figure in the dark world said: "Once you enter the cold world, even I can't directly intervene. If you really want him to survive, you can also send a team of warriors in. But behind this start is Dream Eater, your people
I’m afraid a lot of people will die.”
"Eating dreams? Forget it then. By the way, why did you suddenly take action this time?"
"The human race sent a piece of information. I found out that there are some very interesting young people coming to the place called Qingming. They have something I want."
"The information sent by the human race? Is it false?"
"I have divined it, and it should be true. The human race will never hesitate to use our hands to eliminate opponents. Therefore, the ancestral witches do not allow a particularly powerful force to appear within the human race. Only under balance will they be more enthusiastic about
Killing each other.”
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Wei Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the relief on the top of the bed quietly, feeling that this painting wanted to tell him something.
"Ms. sir, are you awake?"
Wei Yuan slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the bride wearing a bright red auspicious dress sitting quietly in front of the bed, her eyes seemed to be looking at him quietly through the hijab.
Wei Yuan turned his eyes and saw her hand that was half exposed outside her sleeve. It was very thin and white, and it didn't look like she had held a kitchen knife at all.
Kitchen knife? Where is the knife?
Wei Yuan's eyes began to wander, trying to find out where the kitchen knife was hidden. His consciousness was still like a veil, and he didn't know why he was looking for this knife or where he knew about it. Wei Yuan
Yuan only knew that there were many gaps in the knife.
He stood up and wanted to get out of bed, then retracted his feet after landing. Sure enough, he saw two clear footprints. There had been dust on the ground for an unknown period of time.
The servants are being lazy again...
Wei Yuan looked around and saw spider webs, but no spiders. The two candlesticks remained unchanged, the candlelight was incredibly dim, and the room was extremely cold.
This time Wei Yuan did not move the spider web, and his feet landed on the ground again. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly saw something strange on the ground. There was slightly less dust in two places. Judging from the shape and outline, it looked like slender claws or soles of feet.
, the front end faces the bed.
Not long ago, someone was standing beside the bed, looking at me who was sleeping?! "My lord, it's getting late and I should go to bed early."
This sentence seemed to have a special magic power. Wei Yuan immediately knew that the time had come and he should lift his hijab and go to the wedding room. However, it was too cold in the room, and Wei Yuan resisted the thought of taking off his clothes.
He picked up the bride's hijab and gently opened it, and then he saw a beautiful little face, looking at him calmly and calmly.
It's Baoyun.
Wei Yuan was inexplicably relieved, feeling that this time it was indeed normal.
But the smile on Baoyun's face suddenly disappeared, and something broke in Wei Yuan's consciousness. His vision went dark and he fainted.
——
Wei Yuan opened his eyes again and looked at the relief on the top of the bed quietly.
What the ghosts were carrying was a human-shaped thing, dripping with blood, but Wei Yuan felt that it was not necessarily a human being. When he thought about it, the thing suddenly changed and became weird, and he could not tell what species it was.
The faces of the ghosts became a little panicked, whereas before they looked ferocious and terrifying.
Before? When had I seen this statue before? Wei Yuan wanted to think about it, but his consciousness seemed to be covered with a veil and he couldn't think of anything.
Wei Yuan continued to look at the relief, and saw the bride in the middle of the table holding a kitchen knife with both hands. Her hands were thin, small, and white, and she held them very hard.
"Ms. sir, are you awake?"
Wei Yuan turned his head, stood up, and prepared to get out of bed. He looked at his feet before landing and saw that the faint footprints in front of the bed were still there. Some of them looked like claws, but they were also a little weird.
The cobweb is still hanging on the corner of the bed, but the spider doesn't know where it went.
The spider web is still missing a corner, and the spider is lazy again...
The candlelight was dim and the room was extremely cold. The bride's half-exposed hands were white, thin, and beautiful. It seemed that she also had a beautiful face under the hijab.
She didn't know how long she had been looking at herself...
Wei Yuan suddenly didn't want to get out of bed. He reached out and grabbed the quilt to cover himself again, but the quilt was so wet that he grabbed a hand of water. The water was very viscous, and it didn't look like water.
Wei Yuan raised his hand and saw that his palm was full of blood.
He was startled and stepped back, and suddenly his left hand seemed to be pressed against a hard object.
"Ms. sir, it's getting late, it's time to rest."
This sentence immediately reminded Wei Yuan that it was indeed late, so he got out of bed, came to the bride, and lifted his hijab. Below was an equally beautiful face, with big eyes that looked a little dull, but in fact they were pure and harmonious.
clear.
The wind listens to the rain.
Wei Yuan thought thoughtfully, is it sorted according to cultivation level? It may also be Taoist grade. So who should be next, Yun Feifei, Xu Waner, or Xu Yi?
There was a crisp click sound, and Wei Yuan lost consciousness.
Wei Yuan opened his eyes.
He looked at the relief on the top of the bed quietly, pinched the quilt with one hand, and his hand was filled with sticky water. He groped on the bed with the other hand, and sure enough he touched a hard object. He touched it carefully.
It looked like a kitchen knife.
The objects carried by the ghosts in the relief are still strange in shape, and their race cannot be identified, but they seem to be missing something. There is a halo of light behind the heads of the seven brides on the table. In many sects' scriptures, this halo
Represents Daoji.
"Ms. sir..."
Wei Yuan slowly turned his head and quietly held the kitchen knife in his hand.
"...It's getting late, it's time to rest."
This sentence immediately reminded Wei Yuan that the time for the wedding ceremony had arrived. So he forgot the kitchen knife, got out of bed, and came to the bride.
When Wei Yuan was about to lift the hijab, he suddenly saw that one of his hands was covered in blood, which was as red as the hijab.
Wei Yuan's consciousness paused for a moment, and he suddenly remembered, did she miss something just now?
But the time has come, and Wei Yuan's hand has already lifted the hijab.
Chapter completed!