“Based on the soil and vegetation of this area, we can roughly deduce that we are in the Huguang region, but the surrounding topographic map does not show us in the Huguang region.” Lu Yuan said in a low voice, taking out a tablet and zooming in on the scanned objects around him: “There is no match for the topographic map I have recorded.”

There are no matching regions?

Lin Feng was taken aback: "Have we found a village nearby with living people?"

Lu Yuan replied, "Yes, it's near a river about twenty miles to the east."

To the east... Si Zang's calculations indicate that purple aura has appeared in the north. This journey suggests that there are too many unfavorable factors coming from Mao Xiaofang. There have been dozens of enemies encountered at the beginning alone, including many powerful ghosts.

This level of difficulty feels like being thrown into hell at the start.

Could it be that Shizang deliberately refreshed the page when making his selection?

It's not hard to deduce that, as mentioned at the beginning, the Nightmare Space has some underlying rules that help them match with the still-living sorcerer Bian Er.

If that's the case, the price is a bit too heavy.

As Lin Feng's heart grew increasingly heavy, the protagonist of the wedding banquet, the bride in a bright red dress, wearing a red veil with the double happiness symbol on it and a pair of small red shoes, walked in step by step, led by a servant.

A sudden gust of wind arose, making the surrounding red lanterns even brighter. The guests sitting at the surrounding tables all turned their heads to watch the bride walk step by step toward Mao Xiaofang in front of the door.

At some point, the Tai Sui, who had been sitting at the top of the table, returned to the main hall and sat in its original position.

Mao Xiaofang stiffly reached out and grabbed the bride at the door, turning his body to look at Si Zang with difficulty.

The latter gestured with his chin to the old man inside, and immediately shook his head frantically.

A look of confusion crossed Mao Xiaofang's pained eyes, and his body involuntarily turned around with the bride.

In the blink of an eye, the spacious hall was filled with people, all standing under the bright red candlelight watching him help the bride walk in.

Mao Xiaofang walked with his head down and trembling steps until he saw the old man sitting in the hall with the bride. He deflated like a punctured balloon.

He has no choice but to get married, otherwise he'll be plagued by bad luck for the rest of his life.

"The Sixty Jiazi Tai Sui God, I wonder which one it is. Judging from the situation, it should be related to this bride. If it works out... Mao Xiaofang will have a separate connection with the higher-ups." Si Zang whispered to Lin Feng, "He really knows how to play. This way, even without merit, he can still become a celestial official's servant, or at the very least, a minor official of the City God, and enjoy the incense offerings."

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

The servant standing in the hall looked up and shouted. Mao Xiaofang had no choice but to follow the bride's actions. Now he was thinking about what he should do. Since she was the Tai Sui God, he shouldn't have to break his virginity and ruin his magic power.

Once the bride's last wish is fulfilled, the influence of Tai Sui (the Grand Duke Jupiter) can be used to send her into reincarnation as soon as possible...

"Bowing to the parents twice."

Thinking of this, Mao Xiaofang felt a bit more at ease; finding someone to discuss things with was better than anything else.

"Husband and wife..."

The servant's voice rose a few decibels, but just as things were about to end, a figure unexpectedly burst in: "No, humans and ghosts are different, and besides, he's a Taoist priest, how can they get married!"

Lin Feng's vision went black, Si Cang's hair stood on end, and no one noticed when Lu Yuan rushed into the hall.

That righteous figure pointed at Mao Xiaofang's nose and angrily cursed, "A dignified successor of the Heavenly Dao Sect actually married a female ghost... This is simply betraying his master and ancestors!"

"What a living Yama! No wonder it's such an ominous sign. The divination is bad, the place is bad... and the person is bad too!" Si Zang swallowed hard.

Under the watchful eyes of countless ghosts, Lu Yuan grabbed Mao Xiaofang again and, taking advantage of his rudeness, scolded, "Mao Xiaofang, I admire your status as a successor of the Celestial Masters Sect, but I didn't expect that you still wouldn't repent even now? Have you seen the true face of this female ghost? Even if she is blind, has a rotten face, and her intestines are ruptured and excrement is spilling out, you still want to marry her?"

Everyone, including the ghosts, was stunned by those words. They'd never seen anyone flip their own table before. After those few words, no matter what happened to the bride, Mao Xiaofang would have to crawl out of his grave to clear his name, even if he died.

Seeing everyone silent, Lu Yuan stepped out of the hall and called to Lin Feng and Si Zang: "Daoist, come and persuade him."

Seeing that the two didn't move, Lu Yuan quickened his pace and ran over, whispering, "Daoist, brother, we've never encountered anything like this in the original story. Mao Xiaofang will definitely explode later, and we can take the opportunity to gain some goodwill."

Um... Si Zang's disdain faded slightly, but his resentment in his heart was no less.

Lu Yuan, his eyes gleaming, didn't notice any of this and quickly added, pointing into the hall, "Then we'll escape together, find Yi Mei and Uncle Jiu, gather three top experts, and what are we afraid of?"

Your idea is quite clever... Have you perhaps forgotten the Tai Sui deity on the throne? Besides, since it's not part of the original story, there are more unexpected risks involved, and it can't be explained away in just a few words...

Lin Feng was speechless for a moment. It was already a good thing that he wasn't left here. If he were to be abandoned again... there would be no more.

Behind the old man, the Tai Sui deity, billowing dark clouds rose, and an invisible rage locked onto them, along with the female ghost wearing a red veil, who raised her sleeve and extended a pair of sinister claws.

No one present wanted to hear Lu Yuan's words. No normal person would use words like "blind, rotten face" or "ruptured intestines and oozing feces."

As the two were dragged into the main hall with great reluctance, the bright red candlelight flickered wildly. Si Zang, who had been forced to enter, stepped forward and patted Mao Xiaofang, seeing the tearful expression on the other's face.

Dude, where did you find such a jerk?!

This is even worse than Lin Jiu's apprentice, Wen Cai!

Knowing he was in the wrong, Si Zang looked around nervously, quickly cut the ropes binding Mao Xiaofang, looked up at the Tai Sui God and the bride in front of him, and took a few steps back.

Mao Xiaofang stood up, supporting himself on his knees. His expression was somewhat wistful. He clasped his hands in a fist and said to the bride, "I'm sorry, I can't comply with your request today, but I will never forget your life-saving grace."

"snort."

A sinister snort came from the bride's mouth, and the surrounding candlelight immediately dimmed.

A sound that seemed incomprehensible emanated from beneath her veil, gradually seeping into Mao Xiaofang's ears.

"good!"

Mao Xiaofang solemnly agreed. As he nodded, the atmosphere became extremely tense, and Lin Feng tensed up, ready to retreat.

Just as things were about to turn around, a golden peach wood sword was extended in front of Mao Xiaofang. Si Zang calmly hummed and said, "Here, this is the Nine-Turn Thunder Strike Peach Wood Sword. No need for consecration, just use it directly."

"This is the Nine-Turn Thunderfire Ghost-Torture Staff. It's a bit heavy, but we'll have to make do with it."

"The Heavenly Fire Red Copper Three Pure Bell, use it carefully, even I, the Daoist, have never used it before."

"Oh, right, and this too, the Thunder-patterned Yazi Peach Wood Axe, and... a set of Xiaotai Dharma Robes, do you think we should use them all?"

As Si Zang spoke, he took them out of his pocket one by one and stuffed them all into Mao Xiaofang's hand.

As Mao Xiaofang watched the object in his hand flash with streaks of lightning, his eyes widened more and more.

"What? Still not enough?" Si Zang lowered his head, his voice low but exceptionally clear throughout the hall: "This brother of mine still has the Thousand-Year Yin Wood Sword and the Netherworld Tongbao Copper Coin Sword. If all else fails, I also have a magic seal engraved with the Three Pure Ones Great Cave Seal, the Three Treasures Great Cave Seal, and the Five Thunder Ghost-Slaying Seal. As long as you can use it, we can talk about anything!"

"Brother Si Zang!" Mao Xiaofang could no longer restrain himself and turned around to grab Si Zang's arm, half crying and half shouting, "Why don't you come and do it, just like before? I'll do whatever you say!"

"No, no, no, I'm outnumbered and can't afford to offend everyone here." Si Zang pushed hard and put the lightning-shimmering robe on Mao Xiaofang: "Didn't the bride say that this matter can only be done by you?"

He understood the nonsense he had just heard.

After he finished speaking, all the ghosts around him swallowed hard, and even the Tai Sui God subtly tightened his grip on the armrest of his seat.

He wasn't afraid of anything else, but he had to give face to the Three Pure Ones Great Cave Seal as long as it showed itself.

After Si Zang finished speaking, ignoring Mao Xiaofang's pleas, he pulled Lin Feng back quickly and whispered, "Be careful later. He can communicate with the gods and immortals of this world. Those items can not only be used infinitely in his hands, but they are also extremely powerful!"

"Alright, Daoist Master!" Lu Yuan nodded frantically.

The two nodded to each other, glancing at Lu Yuan's uneasy gaze, and then moved slightly apart.

As soon as the distance was increased, the lobby began to shimmer with a rosy glow, as if the rising sun had dispelled the darkness within.

Mao Xiaofang, his entire body radiant with light, stood tall and straight. Since he began learning Taoism, he had never fought such a glorious battle. Holding the Nine-Turn Thunder-Strike Peach Wood Sword in one hand and the Nine-Turn Thunderfire Ghost-Torture Staff in the other, he wore the Xiaotai Dharma Robe, with the Heavenly Fire Crimson Copper Three Pure Bell and the Thunder-Patterned Yazi Peach Wood Axe hanging at his waist. He stood before all the ghosts and monsters without any hesitation.

"Heaven and earth are in harmony, the foul air dissipates, the cave is mysterious and vast, the primordial energy shines brightly, the divine power of the eight directions makes me natural, the spirit treasure talisman commands, and I proclaim to the nine heavens, disciple Mao Xiaofang humbly invites the Three Mao True Lords to ride on auspicious clouds to sit here and guard!"