Gu Feirui immediately retreated to the door and assumed an offensive posture, but he did not expect that apart from this question, there was no other movement from inside.

Gu Feirui couldn't help but think of what Gu Lingze told him, that Cheng Jiao was seriously injured. Now it seems that his guess was correct.

He pulled out a dagger from his waist and held it across his body, then slowly approached the house.

Through the door, Gu Feirui heard someone breathing inside, and the sound was rapid and heavy. It was obvious that the person was injured, and the injury was serious.

Gu Feirui kicked the door open, then immediately jumped to the side. The moment the door fell, a sharp object almost brushed past his cheek. Fortunately, Gu Feirui was careful, otherwise he would not have been able to dodge it.

There was still no candle lit in the room. Gu Feirui used the moonlight to see a man sitting cross-legged on the bed with smoke coming out of his head.

Gu Feirui took out a tinder from his arms and lit it, then boldly leaned over and waved the tinder in front of the man. Apart from his increasingly heavy breathing, the man remained motionless.

Although Gu Feirui had never met Cheng Jiao in person before, he had heard from Zhao Chengmo that Cheng Jiao was a masked man. This man not only wore a mask but was also so mysterious. He must be Cheng Jiao himself.

Gu Feirui smiled somewhat complacently, patted Cheng Jiao's face with the back of his hand and said, "It's your bad luck that you fell into my hands today."

Gu Feirui still remembered the important matter, so he first cut a piece of Cheng Jiao's hair with a dagger, tied it with a red rope and put it in a small bag.

Remembering Gu Lingze's repeated instructions before, he wanted to turn around and leave after taking the hair, but after hesitating for a moment, he felt unwilling to do so. Looking at the dagger in his hand, Gu Feirui revealed a sly smile.

He first tried to take off Cheng Jiao's mask, but after pulling for a long time, the mask seemed to be stuck on his face and did not move at all.

Gu Feirui stopped trying blindly. He turned the dagger in his hand, grabbed it and stabbed it towards Cheng Jiao's chest. With a "clang" sound, the blade broke and he was bounced against the wall by the huge counterattack force.

Gu Feirui immediately flipped over and stood up. Just as he steadied himself, he heard a noise outside the door.

When Qi Yixuan brought people in, there was no one else in the room except Cheng Jiao.

"Everyone, go out and search carefully for me. We cannot let the thief escape!"

"yes!"

The guards filed out, leaving only two people in the room.

Qi Yixuan was about to ask a question when he turned around and saw Cheng Jiao's body trembling violently. He suddenly spit out a mouthful of green blood, and then he fell headfirst from the bed to the ground.

After Gu Feirui came out of the palace, he made sure that no one was following him and returned to Qi Junhuai's bedroom.

Early the next morning, the eldest prince's carriage left the palace and sped all the way to the General's Mansion.

After handing Qi Yixuan and Cheng Jiao's hair to Gu Lingze, Gu Feirui thought it over and decided to tell him what happened yesterday.

"When I stabbed him with the dagger yesterday, I felt as if the knife had been stabbed into a rock, and the blade broke into three pieces. Could it be that Cheng Jiao was wearing some kind of armor?"

Seeing that he was still studying this and ignored his previous instructions, Gu Lingze became furious and hit him on the head.

"You're still talking about this! What did I say before you left yesterday?"

Gu Feirui touched the place where Gu Lingze had just knocked, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Cheng Jiao was sitting there motionless, so I wanted to take action, otherwise I would have left long ago." After saying that, he raised the corner of his eyes and secretly observed the other person's expression.

Gu Lingze took a deep breath. Fortunately, nothing happened to Gu Feirui. He has always been like this. There is no point in brooding about this matter now, so he could only sigh.

"Maybe Cheng Jiao is really wearing some kind of armor. It's not surprising that he's on such guard."

Gu Feirui got the expected answer and had no doubt at all. He was afraid that Gu Lingze would continue to get angry if he stayed here, so he found an excuse to slip away to the martial arts training ground.

Gu Feirui left, but Gu Lingze sat on the stool and started thinking.

What I said before about Cheng Jiao wearing armor was just an excuse. After all, there were some things that Gu Lingze couldn't explain.

He had seen Gu Feirui's dagger before. It was not a peerless weapon, but it could cut through iron like mud and cut through hair instantly. Even if Cheng Jiao was really wearing some armor that could not be pierced, the blade would never be broken.

He remembered a legend he had read in a book. The legend said that the dragon scales on a dragon's body were the hardest thing in the world, indestructible and extremely sharp.

But dragons are legendary creatures after all. Ever since the lower world entered the Dharma Ending Age and the spiritual energy dried up, no one has seen them since, so dragon scales are just a legend.

But what happened yesterday made Gu Lingze couldn't help but ponder in his heart.

According to previous events, he and Cheng Jiao had a blood feud in their previous lives. Although he is not Lingyue Daojun now, and Cheng Jiao is not the evil dragon that failed to transform into a dragon, but since he has "remembered" the past, there is no guarantee that Cheng Jiao will not remember this matter as well.

The king is the dragon. Although the Jiao has a trace of dragon blood, it is not a real dragon after all and cannot be on the stage. Otherwise, why would the evil Jiao in the previous life try every means to transform into a dragon and ascend to heaven.

It seems that Cheng Jiao still has some unfathomable secrets. If he has the chance, he will definitely find out the truth himself.

Let’s think about the future later. Now there is something important to do. Gu Lingze looked at the two bundles of hair on the table and smiled.

There is not much difference between ghost marriage and ordinary marriage. When it comes to marriage, the first thing to do is to match the horoscopes.

Qi Yixuan's horoscope can be known by asking Qi Junhuai, but he will have to figure out Cheng Jiao's horoscope himself.

Gu Lingze cut off a bunch of Cheng Jiao's hair and placed it on the incense table. He lit three incense sticks and inserted them straight into the incense burner. Gu Lingze sat cross-legged, pinched the top of his ring finger with his thumbs, and calmed his mind.

"The fragrance is so deep that it responds to the universe, and the fragrance is so strong that it penetrates the gates of heaven. I pay homage to the three benefactors of this altar, the holy Vajra deities, the five great generals of the Five Directions and Five Emperors, and the Lord of the North Dipper appears like a cloud."

After Gu Lingze finished reading, he quickly performed a set of hand gestures, put his hands together, and then raised his index and middle fingers to point at the incense table, "Instruct the disciples very clearly, and act quickly as ordered."

Gu Lingze waited for a while, and when the incense stick burned out, the ash did not fall into the incense burner, but fell on the table, forming a line of small words, which were Cheng Jiao's birth date.

After asking the god of fortune to come to him, Gu Lingze took the two people's horoscopes and wrote them on two pieces of yellow paper. He then folded them into long strips, took out two straw men, and tied the yellow paper around their necks.

After everything was ready, the family set off for the farm outside the city.

The matchmaker has been invited over and is sitting in the main hall with some trepidation.