Chapter 108 Breaking the Game

Lin Huairou's expression changed; these old women were clearly deliberately picking a fight.

She secretly made a hand seal, but found that her magical power was sluggish and she couldn't react in time.

Just as a hand was about to grab her sleeve, a flash of light appeared, and a paper figure silently stuck to the back of Li's mother's neck.

"ah!"

Li's mother suddenly froze on the spot, her eyes becoming vacant, and then she turned to scold the other old women, "What's all the noise about in the middle of the night? Get back inside!"

The other old women looked at each other, bewildered, and dispersed.

Lin Huairou breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Xie Xun's paper doll had saved her. This place was no place to linger, so she quickly left, tapping the paper doll in her sleeve three times to indicate that the crisis was over.

Xie Xun received the signal and felt slightly relieved.

But just then, he sensed a familiar, chilling aura approaching.

The Mirror Spirit is back.

He immediately lay back down on the bed and pretended to be asleep, but he had already fastened the three paper figures in his sleeve.

The window opened silently, and the Mirror Spirit floated in. This time, he didn't approach immediately, but stood quietly gazing at the bedside.

"Little beauty,"

The spirit's voice held a hint of amusement, "Your technique for pretending to be asleep is getting better and better."

Xie Xun was startled, but he still maintained his even breathing.

The spirit chuckled and reached out to stroke his cheek. Just as its fingertips were about to touch his face, Xie Xun suddenly opened his eyes, and three paper figures flew out from his sleeve.

The paper figure transformed into three beams of white light in mid-air, directly striking the Mirror Spirit's eyes and heart.

"interesting."

The Mirror Spirit neither dodged nor evaded, letting the paper figure pierce through its body. Its black mist-like form instantly dissipated, only to re-condense a short distance away. It chuckled, "But with such a little trick, you can't hurt me."

Xie Xun had already rolled out of bed, and several more paper figures appeared in his hand. "Is that so? Then let's try this."

He bit his fingertip, and a drop of pure yin blood fell onto the paper figure.

In an instant, the paper figure expanded rapidly as if it had been inflated, transforming into three giant paper figures of the same height as him, forming a triangle that surrounded the Mirror Spirit in the middle.

A hint of surprise flashed in the Mirror Spirit's eyes, "Using pure Yin blood to control paper dolls? You're quite willing to do that."

"What's a drop of blood compared to leaving this hellhole?" Xie Xun sneered.

The three giant paper figures attacked simultaneously, their attacks imbued with pure Yin energy forcing the Mirror Spirit to take them seriously. The black mist clashed with the paper figures, and a chilling wind suddenly swept through the room.

Taking this opportunity, he wanted to retreat quickly and at the same time try to send a message to Zhou Wei and Lin Huairou through the paper doll:

[The warehouse! The bronze mirror must be found before tomorrow's wedding!]

Seeing the Mirror Spirit being forced to retreat step by step by his paper doll, yet still wearing a roguish smile on his face, Xie Xun frowned.

The Mirror Spirit was indeed wary of his pure Yin blood, but not entirely. Tomorrow's wedding might be their last chance. If they couldn't escape, they would likely be trapped here for life.

He doesn't want to be a walking corpse here!

After a while, the Mirror Spirit seemed to have had enough fun. With a wave of its sleeve, it dispersed the three paper figures, but did not pursue them further. It simply gave Xie Xun a deep look.

"Tomorrow, I will make you do it willingly."

The black mist dissipated, and the room returned to calm. Xie Xun stared coldly at the paper figures that had turned to ashes on the ground.

...

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the governor's mansion was already bustling with activity.

Bright red silk ribbons hung from the eaves, and double happiness characters were pasted all over the window frames, creating a festive scene.

Liu Xiuyuan, dressed in a brand-new silk robe, accepted the congratulations from the guests with a broad smile.

Ah-chan, however, hid behind a pillar, his eyes red and swollen.

He watched the guests coming and going, his fists clenched until they turned white.

"It's all my fault..."

He muttered to himself, "If it weren't for my gambling debts and offending that bastard Fu Qingyan... my elder brother would have been forced to accept Father's arrangement and marry that terrifying warlord in order to quell the situation..."

"Brother should be finding someone to marry him to bring him good luck, not letting someone else marry him to bring him good luck!"

Ah-Can recalled the conversation he overheard last night.

The servants are all saying that the warlord is not a normal person at all; he has an evil aura and seems to eat raw meat and drink blood. Don't be scared!

Ah-Can grew increasingly frightened. How could he possibly defeat his older brother, a man so aloof and proud...?

"Ah Chan!"

Liu Xiuyuan noticed his son hiding in a corner, so he quickly pulled him aside and whispered, "Today is your older brother's big day, who are you trying to fool with that long face?"

"father……"

Ah-Can's voice choked with sobs, "I heard that Commander Fu... he knows evil magic! What if my brother marries into him...?"

"Shut up!"

Liu Xiuyuan quickly covered his mouth and looked around nervously, "How can you say such things like that?"

But when he saw his son's red eyes, Liu Xiuyuan's tone softened, and he whispered in his ear, "Dad knows you're worried about Xun'er, but you have to believe in your older brother. He... is more capable than we think."

Just then, Zhou Wei hurriedly walked by and exchanged a meaningful glance with Liu Xiuyuan.

As Ah-Can watched Butler Zhou's retreating figure, he suddenly felt that the usually meek butler seemed a little off today.

"father……"

Ah-chan suddenly grabbed his father's sleeve, "I have a feeling something bad is going to happen today."

Don't overthink it.

Liu Xiuyuan sighed and patted his son on the shoulder, "Remember, no matter what happens, you must believe in your older brother."

Meanwhile, inside the new house.

Xie Xun was tidying his clothes in front of the mirror when the mirror spirit approached from behind, naturally wrapping her arms around his waist, resting her chin affectionately on his shoulder, and looking at the mirror with a smile in her eyes.

"The little beauty is unusually quiet today."

Xie Xun's face turned cold, and without hesitation, she used her elbow to push him back, breaking free from his embrace. "Don't touch me."

The spirit was pushed back half a step by him, but instead of being angry, he laughed, and a hint of amusement even flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

"Tsk, they're about to get married, and they're still so shy?"

"What's wrong with getting married? It doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."

Xie Xun turned around, putting distance between them, her fox-like eyes sharp. "What I want is mutual affection, not indifference. I am not a plaything."

"well."

The spirit raised its hands in surrender, but its tone still carried a hint of roguishness, "Whatever you say. However..."

As he spoke, he took a step closer and lowered his voice, "After the ceremony, let's see where you can hide now."

"Neuropathy."

Xie Xun cursed without any politeness, then raised his chin and snorted coldly, "Since you're so capable, let's talk about other things after the ceremony."

The atmosphere between the two was tense, but the Mirror Spirit looked at his stubborn appearance and its interest only grew stronger.

Just then, the master of ceremonies shouted from outside the door, "The auspicious time has arrived, please invite the newlyweds into the hall!"

In an instant, gongs and drums resounded.

Xie Xun, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, was led into the wedding hall by the Mirror Spirit.

The guests were all silent, and everyone could tell that General Fu was not in good spirits today. His eyes were dark and eerie, and he exuded a cold aura.

As the steward of the Xie family, Zhou Wei stood beside Liu Xiuyuan, who was in the main seat, and secretly gave Xie Xun a wink.

The bronze mirror was hidden in a secret compartment beneath the incense table.

Standing behind his father, Ah-chan watched his older brother, dressed in red, standing next to that terrifying man, and his eyes welled up with tears again.

He clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails deep into his palms.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

The moment the emcee uttered the first call, something unexpected happened.

Fu Qingyan, who had been under house arrest, broke free and rushed into the wedding hall, holding a replica of a bronze mirror in his hand. He laughed wildly and said, "Big brother! You think you can hold me captive? Today I'll show everyone your true colors!"

The Mirror Spirit's eyes flashed, and with a wave of its hand, the black mist pierced towards Fu Qingyan like a sword.

Now!

Xie Xun suddenly overturned the incense table, revealing the real gilded mandarin duck mirror underneath.

Almost simultaneously, Zhou Wei took out his pocket watch and aimed it at the bronze mirror. Lin Huairou leaped out gracefully, bit her fingertip, and drew a talisman in mid-air!

Liu Xiuyuan threw out the vermilion inkwell he always carried, and upon seeing this, A-Can finally regained his memory completely.

He remembered the paper doll manipulation technique that his master Liu Xiuyuan had taught him, and immediately scattered all the paper dolls in his sleeve into the air!

"Now!" Xie Xun shouted.

Driven by the pure Yin energy, the paper figure instantly transformed into several beams of white light, striking the bronze mirror simultaneously along with three other forces.

"Crack—"

The mirror spirit shattered in response, and the entire wedding hall began to shake violently. The guests slowly fell away like a faded canvas, revealing the chaotic darkness behind them.

"Damn it!" the Mirror Spirit roared in frustration, its figure twisting violently in the black mist.

Seeing this, Fu Qingyan tried to escape, but Zhou Wei swiftly tackled him to the ground. However, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"It's no use... The illusion will shatter, and we will all return to our origins. I was always a part of it..."

In the completely collapsed illusion, Xie Xun saw the Mirror Spirit's figure gradually fade away, a roguish smile flashing in its eyes.

"Little beauty, see you next time..."

The world of murals is collapsing.

Everyone felt a sudden dizziness, and when they regained their footing, they found themselves back in the Liu Family Ancestral Hall.

They remained standing in the dark side hall. The paper figure dressed in theatrical costume on the altar made a soft crackling sound before their eyes, its face spreading into a strange smile, and the entire paper figure quickly turned gray and cracked.

In the end, it turned into a handful of ashes and scattered on the ground.

At the same time, the murals on the walls depicting the Governor's Mansion faded and peeled off at a visible speed, becoming dull and lifeless, and no longer showing any supernatural fluctuations.

"Is it... over?"