Suddenly, a sinister sound quietly emerged from the surroundings. The sound was like a ghost humming in the dark night, seeming to be neither crying nor laughing, neither happy nor sad.
The sound seemed to come from the underworld, so ethereal that it made people's backs cold, and as strange as a ghost floating in the middle of the night.
It was like an invisible silk thread, spreading rapidly in all directions, as if to envelop the entire space in this mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.
However, the bearers carrying the sedan seemed to be unaffected at all, and continued to move forward steadily at the original speed.
They looked calm and focused on the road beneath their feet, as if the strange sound did not exist at all.
Even Gu Qingze remained silent. He looked calm, as if he hadn't noticed anything unusual.
Everything around seemed so quiet, as if time had stopped at this moment.
"Qingze." Chu Lingxiao's voice instantly broke the silence. There was a hint of nervousness in his voice, and his vigilance was at its highest at this moment.
Chu Lingxiao sat in the beautifully decorated sedan chair, slightly leaning to one side, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look.
Gu Qingze quickly asked: "What's wrong? Is there anything unusual?"
Chu Lingxiao warned in a low voice, "It seems like a ghost cultivator has arrived. I heard a strange voice that is hard to tell whether it is male or female. Sometimes the voice is sharp like a woman's cry, and sometimes it is low like a man's roar. It is impossible to tell."
Gu Qingze was slightly stunned, then said: "I didn't hear anything."
He tilted his ear slightly to listen, and all he could hear was the slight sound of the wind and the steady footsteps of the sedan chair bearers.
As a cultivator with keen perception, he could not hear this strange sound, so it was even more impossible for the rest of the ordinary sedan bearers to do so.
"That's strange." Chu Lingxiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.
His smile was tinged with helplessness and confusion. "It seems that the ghost cultivator deliberately wanted only me to hear it, or rather, only the bride in the sedan chair to hear it. Perhaps this ghost cultivator has some special purpose, or is testing something."
Gu Qingze asked: "Then how dangerous do you feel it is?"
There was a hint of worry in his eyes. After all, facing an unknown ghost cultivator, no one knew what dangers might arise.
Chu Lingxiao thought for a moment, and did not directly answer his question, but just said:
"It's probably only in the exploratory phase right now. It hasn't shown up yet and could escape at any moment. So, we should pretend we don't know and not act rashly. The best strategy is to keep moving. That way, we can lure it out completely. We must remain vigilant and wait for the right moment to defeat it in one fell swoop."
Gu Qingze nodded: "If Ling Xiao hears any other noise, remember to report to me at any time."
Chu Lingxiao replied, "I understand."
However, after walking for a while, the sedan chair bearers slowed down.
Although they still didn't hear any sound, a gloomy atmosphere quietly enveloped them.
An inexplicable fear surged in their hearts, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching them in the darkness.
This fear made their steps heavy, and their premonition told them that if they continued to move forward, they might encounter an accident.
After Gu Qingze noticed it, he immediately reminded them: "Don't stop. If you don't want to die too quickly, just pretend nothing happened and keep moving forward."
There was a kind of majesty in his voice that made people dare not disobey.
When the sedan bearers heard his words, they all obeyed and resumed their previous pace.
There was no other reason. Gu Qingze was an immortal cultivator sent by Qingyun Sect to complete a mission, and he had proven his identity to them, otherwise he would not have been able to sneak into the wedding procession.
In the eyes of those who cannot practice cultivation, Gu Qingze is an immortal with great magical powers. When they encounter danger, they naturally have to listen to the immortal's words.
Chu Lingxiao reported calmly: "Qingze, that voice seems to be speaking."
Gu Qingze asked, "What did you say?" His eyes revealed a hint of expectation, hoping to get some useful information from Chu Lingxiao.
Chu Lingxiao described it this way: "I couldn't hear it clearly at the moment. It was muffled, like someone's tongue had been cut off, and they could only whimper. The sound was vague and seemed to come from far away, making it difficult to grasp."
Gu Qingze commented, "Although I can't hear it, Ling Xiao's description of it is really a bit creepy."
Although he said this, his words were extremely calm, and there was nothing else to express except a deeper sense of vigilance.
The voice gradually became clearer. Chu Lingxiao distinguished it carefully and repeated it to Gu Qingze bit by bit:
"...Why...the bride...gets on the sedan chair...hate...jealousy...cry...laugh...die...corpse...grave..."
Gu Qingze asked in confusion, "Ling Xiao, why are you retelling it so disjointedly? It feels like these words can form several stories."
Chu Lingxiao explained: "Because the sound is sometimes clear and sometimes still fuzzy, it's already very difficult for me to distinguish these."
As he was speaking, he suddenly said, as if he had thought of something, "Wait a minute, I think I know what it wants me to do."
There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, as if he had found a key to solve the mystery.
Gu Qingze was a little confused: "What does it want you to do?"
"As Qingze said before, there are very few brides who don't cry when they get into the bridal sedan. I wonder if it's because those brides cried that they died."
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