Chapter 827 The Bride Who Died of Fright 14

Ning Yan: ...So, this is a success?

Si Yutang looked at her and nodded slightly.

Overjoyed, Ning Yan waved her hand, "No need." She took out three jade slips from her divine palace, tossing one to Yin Ponu and the other to Si Yutang, "The ghost cultivation method can condense a physical body. If you two work hard, you should be able to do it soon."

He tossed another one to Song Yanzhao, saying, "The way of cultivation is that there is a lot of ghost energy and little spiritual power in this world. If you cultivate, you may not be able to achieve much, but living to be a hundred years old is no problem."

The two people and the ghost were all astonished. "Madam, how do you possess items for cultivation?"

Ning Yan put her hands on her hips triumphantly, "Didn't you guys ever wonder why I can see ghosts?"

Si Yutang: So all those old Taoist priests are fake, and the invisibility talisman and storage bag are all Madam's own.

The lady doesn't trust him, so even he doesn't tell the truth.

Yin Ponu: "Could it be that Madam is also a cultivator?"

Ning Yan had deliberately revealed herself, and she had thought that Si Yutang might be angry, but it was okay, she would find an opportunity to coax him properly, "I am a cultivator."

After saying that, she recounted how Ning Wuya was frightened to death on her wedding night, and how she, a cultivator, occupied Ning Wuya's body to repair Song Yanzhao's damaged body, and how she had interacted with the two ghosts.

“Husband, now you should know why I was so ruthless to the Ning family, right? Because Ning Wuya really died because of them.”

Upon hearing this, Song Yanzhao felt extremely ashamed. If his family hadn't insisted on finding someone to marry into the family to bring good luck, Ning Wuya wouldn't have died, and he had actually taken the blame for a life.

Yin Ponu, the ghost, was also somewhat uneasy. According to Madam's words, that Miss Ning Wuya should have been frightened to death by him. "Madam, is there anything we can do to make it up to her?"

"Sure, find a Taoist priest to perform a ritual for her, burn more paper money for her, and bring her a few more handsome men from wealthy families."

Two ghosts and one man: ...Very good, it's confirmed. Madam is a lecherous woman, which is why she also wants to burn men for Ning Wuya!

Fortunately, they reached an agreement to live with her; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to stop her from flirting with other men!

"But the lady is still alive, how are we going to perform a ritual for Ning Wuya?"

You know what, that really is a problem.

"You can take two of Wuya's clothes and ask a high-ranking monk at the temple to perform a ritual for her."

Song Yanzhao: "Then I'll take care of this matter. Just give me more money."

Ning Yan agreed.

After finishing their business, the three of them exchanged a glance. "Madam, it's getting late tonight. Let's get some rest."

Ning Yan glanced at the large bed in the room and assumed they were going to do *that*.

But then she thought about it and realized something was wrong. Those two were ghosts, so they certainly wouldn't think she could directly touch a ghost.

"You want to start practicing the cultivation technique tonight?"

The three of them exclaimed in unison, "Yes!"

Ning Yan: ...Very good, one monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water together to drink, three monks have no water to drink, right?

So annoying!

Take off your shoes and get into bed for a good night's sleep!

These three started practicing right away: one on the bed and the other two on the couch.

The sooner I develop a physical body, the sooner I can openly and legitimately be by my wife's side.

Ning Yan slept soundly until dawn.

When she woke up, only Song Yanzhao was beside her; the other two had already gone back.

"My wife is awake."

Ning Yan hummed in agreement. "Where are they?"

Song Yanzhao said, "I have already given instructions regarding Wuya's matter. Please ask a high monk to perform a ritual to help Ning Wuya pass on to the afterlife."

Brother Yin said he would take you to collect his betrothal gifts. I'll go inform my parents later that we're leaving. The servants are already packing our luggage. Is there anything you absolutely must take, my lady?"

Ning Yan: ...No, are you sure that if you leave home, those two deadbeats will follow you?

“I know what you’re thinking. They say they have a way to follow us.”

Very well, I'm not foolish enough to tell Song Yanzhao that they are hidden in the book.

But isn't what they're saying just to get her to bring those two books with her?

That's really impressive!

The young couple went to the mother's main courtyard to have breakfast with the elderly couple. After the meal, Song Yanzhao said he wanted to take his wife out for a trip for a while.

Song's mother frowned and asked, "Why are you thinking of going out?"

“My son has been in poor health for years and hasn’t even left the house. Now that he’s finally feeling better, he wants to go out for a walk. Don’t worry, I won’t go too far. I’ll come back when I’m done having fun.”

Mother Song said, "You can go out, but you must bring plenty of servants with you."

"Your son will listen to you." It's just a matter of bringing more servants; there's nothing I can't agree to.

Anyway, he didn't want his wife to suffer.

On that day, the couple, accompanied by several servants, set off for the State of Fan in a carriage.

In the carriage, Ning Yan leaned against Song Yanzhao as if she had no bones. With the beauty in his arms, Song Yanzhao carefully reached out to embrace her, and Ning Yan looked up and kissed him on the lips.

Song Yanzhao pinched her nose. "This is the first time my wife has kissed me. What, are you feeling guilty? Are you going to make it up to me?"

"Why would I be guilty!" Even if I were guilty, I wouldn't admit it! "Do you know which sect I used to belong to in the cultivation world?"

"have no idea."

"It is the Hehuan Sect."

Song Yanzhao had a bad feeling as soon as he heard the name.

"The Hehuan Sect is full of female disciples. Our cultivation method is different from other sects. Once married, one man is not enough."

Song Yanzhao: Is that what he meant? That there aren't enough people to serve them?

"Then what kind of martial arts techniques do we practice..."

"It's all to make you healthier and live longer." Ning Yan was just spouting nonsense, making her feel guilty. There was no way that was possible in this lifetime!

"Were you married while you were in the sect?"

"No! I wouldn't dare get married before reaching the Nascent Soul stage. I was sent to this world when I was at the Golden Core stage." After all, she had never been to the Joyful Union Sect, so she just made things up.

After she finished speaking, she started telling Song Yanzhao about the world of cultivation, beginning with the cultivation realms, and this lasted for more than an hour.

"People can be reincarnated. If you were reincarnated into the cultivation world, you would know that cultivators think about improving their strength all day long, and they usually choose their Daoist partners after the Nascent Soul Ceremony."

The difference is that people from the Hehuan Sect will choose several Daoist partners, and these partners will get along like a family... So, the three of you are not allowed to fight, or you will be the one who suffers.

Sigh, it's really not easy to have both of you in your arms. You have to coax and deceive them. But it's all worth it for handsome men.

Song Yanzhao: ...My wife, we can speak frankly if we have something to say.

This story, which lasted for over an hour, was all for this final sentence: "Aren't you tired?"

"Don't worry, I will get along with them peacefully."

Ning Yan was satisfied and looked up to kiss Song Yanzhao's lips.

Song Yanzhao was very happy, and the two of them cuddled together in the car, completely ignoring the life or death of the servants who were serving them.

That evening, the two checked into an inn.

Ning Yan took out the book and casually flipped through it.

Two men came out at exactly 7:00 PM.

Ning Yan glanced at them and exclaimed, "Wow, you've already mastered the basics! How did you do it so quickly?"