The shadows of the seven eight-immortal tables were reflected on the six walls of the tomb, reflecting forty-two shadow eight-immortal tables. The shadows of men, women, old and young sat down at the shadow tables on the walls, leaning forward and backward, joking with each other and chatting familiarly, as if it were a normal country banquet scene.

These "guests" would peek at Bai Liu from time to time, but it seemed that there was something more terrifying here that suppressed these shadow spirits, making them stay obediently by their seats. They did not dare to leave without permission to chase Bai Liu's shadow, and could only look at Bai Liu with longing.

Bai Liu looked up at the main wall facing the tomb passage. In the two corners below the main wall, there were two red candles that were almost burned out. There were some burnt paper money and incense ashes left under the candles.

The shadow of the octagonal table at the front, projected on the wall, looked a little strange. The southwest, north and south seats of the table were all occupied, with only two seats in the east still empty, with no one sitting there.

Mu Sicheng also noticed the vacancy: "...Who are these two positions for?"

"This is a wedding banquet." Bai Liu's eyes swept across the two wedding candles, "The center seat on the east-facing main table is reserved for the newlyweds."

"Newcomer?" Mu Sicheng frowned. He looked at the shadow of the eight-immortal table on the wall and seemed to be lost in some memory, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried. "Why do I feel that this position is so familiar...?"

Before Mu Sicheng finished speaking, a sharper voice came from far away and interrupted him: "——Please, the host welcomes the guests!"

The conversations of all the shadows on the wall stopped.

Two shadows appeared around the Eight Immortals Shadow Table, which was the main table, and walked towards the main seat.

A shadow, with a veil on his head and wearing what should be a Manchu wedding dress, lowered his head and nodded, then walked slowly to the main seat.

The other shadow was wearing monkey headphones, had a tall figure, and was dressed in trendy sportswear. He leaned back casually in his seat, reached out and grabbed the back of the bride's chair, and slowly gave Mu Sicheng outside the wall an evil smile that was ear-to-ear.

The moment the two shadows sat down, they all lowered their heads respectfully, and no longer looked, or dared not look, at Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng.

"Shit!" Mu Sicheng pointed at the wall with his eyes wide open, "Is that shadow me?!"

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng's almost invisible shadow with understanding: "It's you."

Mu Sicheng looked at the shadow in disbelief: "Why is my shadow sitting in the main seat?"

"You should have been married here, so you are one of the newcomers and have the right to sit at the main seat at the main table." Bai Liu looked at the shadow of Mu Sicheng sitting at the main seat, "This shadow should be your soul. You have to merge it back before your shadow becomes completely independent."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng: "Otherwise you're done."

Mu Sicheng was shocked and asked, "What!?"

The eunuch-like shrill voice rang out again: "——Please, the guest of honor will entertain the distinguished guests alone!"

The two shadows that had just sat down stood up again. Mu Sicheng's shadow turned around and glanced at Mu Sicheng. The smile on his face became bigger, his mouth was red and his face was dark, looking very charming.

It made a provocative gesture to Mu Sicheng, saying "follow me", and stood up and walked inside.

The bride's shadow followed in small steps. It didn't seem to be walking fast, but it was sticking closely behind Mu Sicheng's shadow. Her head covered with a veil was resting against Mu Sicheng's shoulder. Water dripped from the veil with every step she took, and her head was drooping abnormally.

"Follow me." Bai Liu followed the two shadows without hesitation.

The two shadows moved very quickly and arrived at the back door of the tomb in the blink of an eye.

The back door opened automatically. They turned around and looked at Bai Liu and the others, as if to see if they were following them. After confirming that Bai Liu had followed them, they immediately disappeared behind the wooden door.

Bai Liu chased after him, and Mu Sicheng asked as he ran, "How do I merge with that shadow?"

"Find your body and get in." Bai Liu chased the shadow at a fast trot without looking back, and explained clearly to Mu Sicheng, "You and it are both the souls of the original body [Mu Sicheng]. Your carriers are the bodies, and the soul is the master of the flesh. If you enter it, you will naturally be forced to be sucked in, and you and it will be able to merge."

Mu Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "It sounds quite simple."

"It's not easy." Bai Liu calmly retorted, "This is actually the most difficult part."

Mu Sicheng was stunned and asked back: "Why? Isn't it enough to just find the body?"

"That's right." Bai Liu finally spared a glance at Mu Sicheng and asked, "But do you know where your soul has hidden your body?"

Mu Sicheng was startled again, and then he reacted suddenly: "You mean it will work with other ghosts in the main tomb to hide my body?!"

"Yes." Bai Liu nodded. "It knows that once you enter its body, it will be forced to absorb it into the body and merge with you, then disappear. As a [evil spirit] that wants to be independent, it will of course try every means to prevent you from finding your body."

"There is one more thing. Although your soul probably has not performed the three heavenly and earthly ceremonies with those brides, your spirit can take the main seat, so it is obviously a guest of honor here."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng and said, "This can only mean one thing. After you were stripped of your body, it stayed in your body and manipulated your body to complete the three rites of heaven and earth, marrying one or more ghost brides here. It has become half the owner of this tomb."

"All the ghosts and evil spirits here will obey its command, and it will be more difficult for you to find your own body."

"Once midnight passes and the road to the underworld is closed, if you cannot return to the world of the living as a perfect person," Bai Liu glanced at the time on his phone, then turned to look at Mu Sicheng, "then you will truly become a ghost, and your body and the soul left inside will truly become a zombie."

"It's almost ten o'clock now."

Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "Two more hours."

Bai Liu looked at the silhouette of the bride passing by the corner in front of him and said, "But I don't think there is no hope either."

Mu Sicheng tried his best to remain calm: "What do you mean?"

"If it was my soul that wanted to take over my body right now, I would probably confirm with you the amount of money you should burn for me during the Qingming Festival." Bai Liu could still joke seriously at this time.

"There is no need to struggle. My soul will surely stay hidden for two hours without making any noise, and then wait for me to transform into a ghost and take away my body."

Mu Sicheng still didn't understand. He clenched his fists and said, "But my [Spirit] is not hiding. It showed up openly. Is it because it feels confident?"

"No, I think it's because it's not very smart." Bai Liu shook his head and denied it. He touched his chin, "After all, it's your soul, and it lacks the ability to think like a human. I think it's stupid, but this may be our breakthrough."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Mu Sicheng was angry: "I am talking to you about serious matters! Can you please not hurt me a bit more!"

"I am indeed talking to you about serious matters." Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder and explained slowly, "Think about it, if you were your soul, and you could get a complete and strong body after two hours, would you come out and hang out with gongs and drums, and host a wedding banquet to welcome your opponent as the guest of honor, and would you take the initiative to invite him alone?"

Mu Sicheng frowned: "...No, why would he do this?"

"I need to ask you this. It is your soul." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng quietly. "Under what circumstances would you do this?"

Mu Sicheng fell into deep thought, his brows knitted more and more, and finally he started pulling his hair in anxiety: "...I can't remember a lot of things..."

Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's tense spine and at the same time, he slowed down his tone and used words to guide Mu Sicheng: "Then let me ask you another way. If you do this, why do you feel you are doing it?"

"If I did this, it should be for the purpose of..." Mu Sicheng closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, "To show off, or for fun? I seem to have often stolen other people's things and showed off in front of others before..."

Mu Sicheng opened his eyes, his tone low and confused: "...I seem to like seeing people get frustrated when they can't find something right under their noses."

"Why do I like doing such vile things..."

"It's quite mean." Bai Liu commented honestly, and he smiled with amusement, "But I think it's a good thing that your childish meanness is placed here."

Mu Sicheng turned and looked at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu smiled: "I roughly know what you are going to do."

After passing several corners, the shadows of the bride and Mu Sicheng entered a side tomb chamber, and Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng followed them in.

This side tomb chamber was shorter and narrower than the previous hall, and it was obviously configured as a bedroom. In the center stood a huge mahogany carved high bed with a bright red gauze curtain hanging on it and a satin quilt embroidered with double happiness patterns of doves. There were white lanterns hanging on the four bedspreads, with a red cut-out "囍" (happiness) pattern pasted on the lanterns, which were emitting a pale light.

These things were covered with a thick layer of dust.

There were no shoes in front of the bed, but there were more than thirty wet footprints of varying sizes scattered around the bed. Most of these footprints were from small cloth shoes, and only one pair was from sports shoes.

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng inquiringly. Mu Sicheng nodded and mouthed: Yes, this footprint is my shoe.

A chilly wind came from nowhere and lifted the thick red gauze hanging on the big bed, revealing a pair of pale blue embroidered shoes standing on the edge of the mahogany bed.

The pair of embroidered shoes were looming beside the bed, still dripping with water.

Mu Sicheng was frightened by the pair of embroidered shoes standing beside the bed and took a step back, but was held down by Bai Liu.

Bai Liu walked to the bed with a calm expression. He lowered his eyes to glance at the pair of embroidered shoes standing beside the bed, and used his hands to pull open the red gauze hanging on the wooden bed to both sides.

Mu Sicheng was so shocked by what he saw that he gasped.