Chapter 11 So thin... they deceived each other, entangled until death. ...

(eleven)

The family has existed since ancient times, and every three hundred years, one person from this family will ascend to immortality. They seem to be a family favored by the heavens, but they are also accompanied by a curse.

Those who ascend to immortality possess an immortal bone from birth, and without exception, they are all born with the destiny of Heavenly Yang, born at noon on the ninth day of the ninth month. They have reddish-gold lightning marks on their backs, like branches of a tree, as if they have suffered a lightning tribulation. The immortal bone is hidden under those lightning marks.

The curse is equally terrifying. If one does not ascend to immortality before the age of twenty-five, the lightning marks on one's back will spread, causing constant burning pain until they cover the entire body, which will bring about ninety-nine inevitable death tribulations.

Therefore, the merchants found a solution in ancient books: when an ascendant combines with a person of the Yin Heavenly Realm, it can slow down the spread of the lightning marks, alleviate the pain, and even help the ascendant resolve the heavenly tribulation.

Those who ascended to heaven throughout history all found their destined yin person shortly after birth.

Shang Xinglan is an exception.

Even after he turned eighteen, the merchant still couldn't find the woman who could help him avert his calamities and was destined for him.

At that time, the lightning marks on Shang Xinglan's back had spread to her entire left arm.

The entire Shang family treated this matter as a top priority. Shang Xinglan was the only hope the entire Shang family had seen in the past three hundred years. Only if he ascended to immortality could the family's reputation be preserved and its foundation be solidified.

Everyone was afraid he would die.

Apart from Shang Xinglan himself.

While the merchants were in a state of panic, he spent his days either cultivating his spiritual practice or going out to exorcise demons, occasionally distributing his wealth to help the poor.

"Maybe God will take pity on my good deeds and let me ascend to heaven sooner."

Shang Xinglan didn't think that the so-called "woman of yin" could help him.

It's not only merchants who can ascend to immortality. Although they are few and far between, those immortals who ascended were not born with immortal bones. They didn't have the help of the Heavenly Yin Maiden, yet they still ascended to immortality.

However, the family's hopes were pinned on him alone, so Shang Xinglan did not object much to the marriage.

He only hoped that his future wife would be easy to get along with, so that even if there wasn't much affection between them, they could at least be friends.

To his surprise, they eventually couldn't even remain friends, their marriage turned into bitter enmity, and they became irreconcilable enemies.

They had a big argument that day.

His wife, Chu Li, pushed him off a cliff.

If it weren't for a tree on the edge of the cliff that cushioned his fall and saved his life, he would probably have already been reincarnated.

It felt as if all the bones in his body were shattered and scattered, except for his left arm, which was covered with lightning marks. He crawled inch by inch among the rough and sharp rocks at the bottom of the cliff like a wild dog, with blood and rain flowing beneath him to form a winding and terrifying stream.

He had never hated her like that before, hated her so much that he wanted to skin her alive, tear out her bones, and rip out her heart.

Kill her.

He killed Chu Li.

This was the only thought that kept Shang Xinglan going.

I can't hear anything, I can't see anything, and all I can see in my mind is that face.

That indifferent and ruthless face when he was pushed off the cliff.

Two years of marriage were wiped out by Chu Li with a single stroke.

It was all a lie. She kept saying how much she liked him, how much she loved him, and how much she wanted to be with him forever—it was all a lie!

He was so foolish as to think that as long as someone is human, their heart is made of flesh and blood. He even abandoned his immortal bones for her sake, changed his name, and eloped with her to this remote and secluded Xiaofushan.

ridiculous.

Before losing consciousness, Shang Xinglan swore a blood oath that if he did not avenge this grudge, he would die without a proper burial.

When he woke up again, Shang Xinglan was no longer in the world, only Wuming remained.

Past memories rushed into my mind, almost bursting my skull open.

Veins bulged on his forehead, he gripped his hair tightly, his breathing became rapid, and he struggled to control the last vestiges of his sanity.

"Kill her."

A voice whispered in my ear.

“Kill Chu Li.”

Shang Xinglan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Chu Li's pale face. She was trembling, as if frightened by his reaction, and carefully holding the memorial tablet.

"What are you going to do, Nameless?" Chu Li's eyes were red and misty with tears. "You want to kill me? Didn't you say you were going to marry me?"

A hint of crimson darkness flashed in his eyes as he raised his hand to the hilt of the sword at his waist.

That's absolutely stupid! After losing his memory, he actually fell in love with this horrible woman at first sight!

Is his ill-fated relationship with Chu Li still not over in this lifetime?

Let's end it here. He and Chu Li were wrong from the very beginning.

There's no need to be soft-hearted towards this woman anymore. She's very good at pretending, pretending to be harmless and pitiful, and can easily deceive everyone with that weak and naive expression.

Chu Li is the real demon; crying is her weapon. If you show her any leniency, you will be forever bewitched by her.

He had just made up his mind to draw his knife when he heard the door behind him creak softly.

"Mother... what are you doing?"

In an instant, Shang Xinglan's movements suddenly stopped.

His mind went blank for a moment, then he turned to look at the little boy standing by the door.

Having just finished practicing swordsmanship, his cheeks were flushed, and his forehead was covered in sweat. On his fair and clean face, with phoenix eyes that slanted upwards, the little boy stared at him in confusion, blinked, and raised his hand to wipe away the beads of sweat dripping from his hair.

Shang Xinglan stopped breathing and stared intently at his every move.

"Yinyin, how did you get in here?" Chu Li immediately became nervous and hurriedly called out to the little boy, "Get out quickly, you are not allowed to come in unless your mother calls you."

If Wuming gets jealous and it affects the little one, then we're doomed.

She thought the person in front of her was angry because she was jealous of her "deceased husband".

The little one looked at them with some worry, and after a long while, nodded obediently.

"I...I have already learned the sword techniques you taught me."

This sentence was spoken to the nameless.

After he finished speaking, he quickly closed the door and his footsteps faded away.

After a while, Shang Xinglan withdrew her gaze from the direction the cub had left and looked back at Chu Li.

"Where did the child come from?"

His sudden words startled Chu Li.

Chu Li looked up at him and said timidly, "You'll get upset if I tell you."

The way Wuming had just touched his knife had really frightened her. If Wuming had attacked her, she wouldn't have been able to withstand even one blow.

Shang Xinglan stared at her intently, his chest heaving.

Chu Li had a strange feeling that if she didn't tell him, he would keep staring at her with that terrifying gaze. After a long while, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Of course it's my husband's, who else could it be?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shang Xinglan stared at her in a daze. After a long while, he suddenly laughed.

God really knows how to play jokes.

They clearly only had sex once, just once, and yet she got pregnant on that very first time.

Why did she give birth to the child? Before pushing him off the cliff, didn't she say she never wanted anything to do with him again? He remembered clearly that Chu Li wasn't showing at that time, so she could have had an abortion. Therefore, the child could only have been born five years after his death, which was perfect.

What, did you suddenly have a change of heart?

He withdrew his hand from the hilt of his sword, casually cast a spell in the room, and then walked step by step toward Chu Li.

"W-what are you going to do?" Chu Li retreated in a panic, her back pressed against the cold wall, with nowhere left to go. "You made me tell you everything, and I've already told you. What else do you want?"

As if she couldn't hear him, he walked up to her, suddenly picked her up, and threw her onto the soft couch.

Chu Li panicked and tried to get up, but was held down by one hand.

Shang Xinglan looked down at her and slowly unbuttoned her blouse.

He would still marry her, and they would continue to deceive each other, entangled until death.

Chu Li hadn't expected him to actually resort to force, and she couldn't help but feel anxious. She grabbed his hand pleadingly, "Alright, alright, I promise I won't mention my husband again. Please don't do this, I'm scared."

If she had known that Wuming would get so easily angered, she wouldn't have provoked him with the memorial tablet. He even dared to mess with the merchants; he's a complete madman.

Ignoring her pleas, Shang Xinglan loosened the belt around her waist and methodically tied her hands to the headboard.

"nameless!"

Chu Li glared at him, unable to bear it any longer, and said in a deep voice, "I have a husband, and I love him very much!"

The other person said coldly, "I've seen the memorial tablet, it's under the bed. I don't think they loved it that much."

Chu Li was stunned for a moment, "I have a child, Yin Yin can't accept you."

Shang Xinglan smiled and said, "I don't have one yet. He'll call me 'Dad' someday."

Son of a bitch……

Chu Li took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, saying, "I'm sick. I kill people when I'm angry. Do you know how my husband is..."

Before he could finish speaking, his neck was suddenly grabbed.

The rest of the words stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

"What a coincidence, I have the same problem, I especially enjoy being killed." Shang Xinglan spoke calmly and gently, loosening her neck slightly, her smile not reaching her eyes, "I'll count to three, Achu, take off your clothes."

Chu Li looked at him in disbelief. How could Wuming have changed so much in just a few minutes? He was not only rough with her, but his eyes were also cold, as if he planned to devour her alive.

She lowered her eyes in grievance, gently unbuttoned her coat, her eyes reddened, and large tears slid down her cheeks.

"I thought you were different from the demon they were talking about," Chu Li said, wiping away tears and sobbing softly. "I thought you truly loved me."

Shang Xinglan froze, his gaze falling on the tear tracks on her face.

idiot.

waste.

What's the use of feeling sorry for her? She's just acting.

She's just playing the victim; that's not what she really thinks. How many more times will she fool us before she learns her lesson?

The next moment, Chu Li suddenly threw herself into his arms, pressed her head against his chest, and sobbed softly.

"How about we pretend nothing happened today?"

"How about we continue to get along like before?"

"Please don't bully me, okay?"

Her soft, slender arms clung tightly to him, and he could hear her weak, pitiful murmurs in his ear. Shang Xinglan's mind went blank.

He even considered drawing his knife and slashing himself.

Just now he was actually thinking,

—She's so thin. She hasn't taken good care of herself in the past five years.

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