Chapter 51 Arrogance A palm strike came head-on, accompanied by a gust of smoke...
"Xiao Can should be in here." Li Tiankuo and Cen Ying hid around the corner, observing the four guards standing outside the palace.
"You go distract the guards, I'll go meet him."
"Okay."
"Be careful," Cen Ying said.
After Li Tiankuo lured the guards away, Cen Ying secretly sneaked into the palace.
"Cui Mingcan? Cui Mingcan?"
Cen Ying called out a few times in a low voice, but there was no response. She thought to herself, "Oh no!" and rushed straight into the inner room. She found only a pile of clothes on the wedding bed, which were what Cui Mingcan had just put on, but there was no sign of him.
Cen Ying searched the bedroom many times, even looking for every nook and cranny, but still couldn't find Cui Mingcan. She was puzzled and couldn't figure it out, so she had no choice but to run out and meet up with Li Tiankuo and the others before the guards returned.
"Ouch, ouch—" Cui Mingcan brushed past Cen Ying, who had just stepped out. He was being helped by someone, clutching his stomach with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Is the young master alright?" asked the ghost servant who was attending to him.
"It hurts!"
Cui Mingcan feigned a stomachache and begged the ghost guard watching over him to let him go to the latrine. However, there was not a single living person in this ghost city, so there was no eating, drinking, or defecating, nor were there any latrines for them to use. The ghost guard, not understanding the intricacies of the situation, had no choice but to obey him and take him out to relieve himself in the wilderness.
As for why he took off his clothes, Cui Mingcan said this: "If I soil my clothes and your Ghost Lord dislikes me and loses his favor, I will definitely not let you off!"
"If you make it dirty or smelly, your Ghost Lord won't let you off the hook!"
Even the ghost messengers feared the Ghost Lord. As long as they complied with his requests, three or five of them would follow him in the wilderness, surrounding him and keeping a close eye on him.
"..." Cui Mingcan endured the humiliation and put on a convincing act, his head covered in cold sweat, his cheeks flushed red, and even his neck was red. He clutched his stomach with one hand and twisted his legs together, looking as if he was about to ejaculate, which was extremely comical. "Turn around! I won't run away, I can't run away like this! You can't make me poop if you keep watching me!"
The ghost messengers hesitated, thinking that he was within their sight and couldn't burrow underground, so they could only stand further away, forming a circle with their backs to him.
Cui Mingcan, feeling frustrated, loosened his belt and made some small movements to make it more realistic, pretending to be enjoying himself. The ghost guards who were guarding him didn't understand what was going on. They only had one mind and couldn't figure it out. They didn't dare to peek, but they could tell that their master was very comfortable, so they relaxed a little.
After returning to his palace, several ghost messengers helped him put on his wedding robes, burned incense, and touched up his makeup.
Looking at her heavily made-up reflection in the mirror, Cui Mingcan thought about how she would soon be able to escape, and she no longer felt any aversion to the effeminate makeup. Instead, she even found a unique charm in it.
He chuckled, looked at himself in the mirror, and rubbed his chin. He thought to himself, "This young master is truly amazing whether he's a man or a woman. Look at these vibrant colors, tsk tsk, even I would be tempted!"
"Alright, you can all go now. I want to rest for a while." After admiring her stunning beauty, Cui Mingcan dismissed them.
“No.” The ghost messenger refused without hesitation. “The Ghost Lord ordered us to keep watch over you and not to leave our posts without permission.”
"..." Cui Mingcan took a deep breath. Communicating with these inhuman beings was really killing him. "If I don't get enough rest and don't serve your Ghost Lord well tonight, and I whisper sweet nothings in her ear, who do you think she'll punish?"
"..."
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed they hesitated a bit.
Cui Mingcan continued, "Besides, there's no hole in this bedchamber for me to crawl out of, and you're all waiting outside. Where am I supposed to escape to?"
"..." The ghost messenger was simple-minded and thought it made sense, so he said, "Alright, then you should rest well, serve our Ghost Lord well, and don't complain to our Ghost Lord."
"Of course! You let me out to relieve myself, which solved my immediate problem. I'm so grateful to you, how could I let the Ghost Lord punish you?"
The ghost messenger was overjoyed and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Master! We hope you will speak well of us to the Ghost Lord so that we can be given a new body soon!"
The ghost messengers thanked them repeatedly, but they couldn't show their joy on their faces. Their bodies were already damaged and didn't fit well. They had wanted to replace them for a long time. Now that they had pleased their new master, the matter of replacing their bodies would be much easier!
"No problem, no problem."
Cui Mingcan picked up Qiao Lai, acting exactly like a favored concubine, and ordered them to leave.
"Go downstairs. Don't come in unless it's something important," he instructed. "Remember to knock if you need anything!"
"Yes, sir!"
The ghost messengers quickly left and neatly closed the door.
"Phew..." Cui Mingcan breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the bright red wedding bed. Looking at the vibrant red bed, and thinking about how he had managed to escape on his own, he rolled over happily and let out a sigh of relief, "Finally gone."
After waiting for a while and not hearing any movement outside the door, he began to draw a formation with tea in the bedroom, while also keeping a close eye on the outside of the door.
As he wrote, the intricate array slowly revealed a faint purple halo, and a faint halo also emanated from the place where he pretended to urinate, but it was not conspicuous under the blazing sun.
Hmph, since those heartless bastards like Cen Ying won't come to his rescue, he'll have to save himself!
Cui Mingcan grew angrier the more he drew, wishing he could appear in front of these people right now and punch each of them, otherwise he wouldn't be able to vent his anger!
No! He doesn't want to hit them!
Devalued!
Since you no longer consider him a friend and won't come to his rescue, then let's go our separate ways!
They go their own sunny path, while he crosses his narrow bridge!
The pale purple halo grew increasingly dazzling; it was almost finished...
Cui Mingcan seemed to smell the fresh scent of freedom, his heart leaped with joy, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.
Almost there...
"Tap tap tap tap tap!!!"
A series of hurried and heavy footsteps startled Cui Mingcan awake. He looked warily at the door, afraid that they had barged in, and his hand movements as he drew the array quickened.
"Where is the new master?"
Someone outside asked.
The ghost guarding the gate replied, "Inside."
Is there anything unusual?
Cui Mingcan's back was soaked with sweat.
They were still talking outside the door.
"No."
"Open the door! The Ghost Lord has sent me to investigate!"
"...But the new master is resting."
The ghost messenger was very shrewd, unknowingly buying Cui Mingcan some time.
"I told you to open it!"
The man was exceptionally irritable and slapped the ghost messenger away. The already precarious body instantly ruptured, revealing a terrifying interior.
The latter hurriedly crawled over to apologize.
"I'll open it right away!" He remembered what his new master had said, and after knocking a few times, he opened the door.
"Master, the Ghost Lord is looking for you."
As soon as he opened the door, the person shoved him aside, strode into the room, and said loudly, "Is the master here? The Ghost Lord is looking for you."
Tap tap tap!
Heavy footsteps hurried in, bypassing layers of screens, making everyone's heart leap into their throats.
"Smack!"
A gust of wind from a palm strike came towards them, accompanied by a waft of incense.
It shattered the leader's arrogance and humiliation.
"What's all this noise about?!" Cui Mingcan adopted the arrogant demeanor of a favored concubine. "I already said I wanted to rest, and you're still making such a racket! Aren't you all supposed to be guarding outside the door?!"
The leader's arrogance vanished instantly, and he bowed obsequiously, saying, "It was my fault for being rude!"
Cui Mingcan rubbed his sore hand and said sternly, "You know you're wrong, so get out of here! Believe me or not, I'll speak to the Ghost Lord tonight about the mess you've made!?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get out of here right away!"
"etc."
The ghost messengers who were about to scramble away were stopped by his command.
“You,” Cui Mingcan pointed at the leader, then at the man whose skin had been damaged, and said, “apologize to him.”
"This..." The leading ghost messenger was, after all, a key figure by the Ghost Lord's side. How could he possibly apologize to a mere guard with no status?
"Hmm? What, you want your Ghost Lord to know about what happened today?" Cui Mingcan said arrogantly.
"..." The leading ghost guard gritted his teeth, and considering how much the ghost lord doted on him, he endured the humiliation and apologized to the person he had just hit.
"Alright, all of you, get out of here! I need to get some rest so I can serve your Ghost Lord tonight." Cui Mingcan rolled his eyes and told them all to get lost.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
The leader had suffered a loss of face and was eager to leave.
"He slips away faster than a rabbit..." Cui Mingcan muttered disdainfully.
The ghost who had been beaten stepped forward to thank him.
"Thank you so much, Master, for upholding justice for your subordinate!" The ghost messenger was deeply moved.
Cui Mingcan waved his hand dismissively, signaling them to leave.
After everyone left, Cui Mingcan let out a heavy sigh, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Ugh, this is really infuriating..." Cui Mingcan clutched his chest. His spellcasting had been interrupted, and he was almost hit by the backlash from the formation, but fortunately he managed to stop in time and dodge it.
I should have slapped him a few more times!
Cui Mingcan paused for a moment and continued drawing the array.
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"Reporting to the Ghost Lord, the new master is still in his bedchamber."
Shang Su narrowed her eyes, feeling that something was amiss, and carefully searched for the presence of a stranger.
"What happened to your face?" She noticed the handprint on his face, which had left a mark on his skin.
The leader hesitated for a moment before bowing and saying, "It was my fault for disturbing Master's rest... It was a reward from Master."
"Heh," Shang Su chuckled, examining the palm print. It was quite powerful. "Pretty strong."
"..."
Faced with the demon lord's praise, the man who had been beaten simply lowered his head and dared not utter a word.
"Alright, since it's your fault, we'll punish you if it's too serious. Go and have Chen Shangheng take a look at you."
"Yes, thank you, Ghost Lord!"
No sooner had they finished speaking than someone rushed over and captured one of the people following them from a distance.
"Report!"
"Ghost Lord!"
The ghost messenger who rushed over bowed and reported, "Lord Ghost, a living person has been discovered to have broken in!"
Shang Su squinted at the person who had been captured and was unwilling to come over with his head down. He used his spiritual power to probe and confirmed that it was indeed the aura he had discovered. However, besides him, there were three other unfamiliar auras.
"Bring the person here. I want to see who's so bold as to trespass into my White Bone Ghost City."
After Shang Su finished speaking, he said to the general who had been beaten, "There are still three living beings in this hall. Tie them all up and bring them here!"
"Yes, sir!"
Unable to break free from the iron grip of the ghost messenger, Chen Ping'an could only lower his head, not daring to let Shang Su see his appearance clearly.
He was really looking forward to seeing her before he came, and he even imagined what it would be like after they met, even if she hated him, hit him, or cursed him.
But at this moment, he felt a bit apprehensive about returning home. He resisted stubbornly but could not break free. Before long, he was taken to the person he had been longing for.
"Who are you?" Shang Su sat in the main seat, casually looking down at him, her voice cold and stern, carrying endless pressure.
Hearing that familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Chen Ping'an was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. A sour feeling welled up in his throat and nose, making him choke and unable to speak.
“I am speaking to you, raise your head.”
Chen Ping'an was forced to kneel on the ground with his chin held by the ghost messengers and his limbs restrained. In an extremely humiliating and unbearable position, his head was forced to face the person in the high position.
"..."
"..."
They gazed at each other, only to be met with a deafening silence.
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Author's note: Happy Dragon Boat Festival! [Sprinkling flowers]
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