"My husband, why don't you come and pick me up quickly?"

Lin Xing went through the wedding process in a daze. When the bridal chamber was lit and he lifted the red cloth from the bride's head, the face of a beautiful woman appeared in front of him.

Looking at that beautiful yet blurry face, Lin Xing gradually lost consciousness again.

Marriage, bridal chamber, and death are repeated over and over again.

After countless times, Lin Xing finally felt something was wrong.

"Your face..." Lin Xing looked at the other person's face and found that the bride did not actually have a truly definite appearance, but a state of constant change, like a combination of countless female faces.

Among those different faces, Lin Xing seemed to see many women who existed in his memory, even Jing Shiyu's appearance was mixed in.

"After entering this illusion, a memory of getting married today will be woven into my head. If I hadn't died so many times, I probably wouldn't have been able to react."

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At the same time, a sculpture of a bride in a wedding dress and covered with a red cloth fell to the ground.

Appearing in front of Lin Xing was a young girl who was silently shedding tears while copying poems.

In a daze, she felt herself wearing her wedding dress again, sitting in the bridal sedan, and that person was waiting for her in front.

The girl kept her marriage contract and refused to remarry no matter how her parents forced her. She was still waiting for the young man who was going far away.

Lin Xing walked towards the direction where the sedan chair disappeared and picked up the evil relic.

Finally, she was pushed into the bridal chamber. Seeing that Lin Xing was slow to move, the bride seemed to lose her patience and lifted up her red cloth herself.

So the servants at the side immediately came up, lifted up Lin Xing who had his eyes closed, and started to help him to get married.

After understanding the rules of the illusion, Lin Xing immediately felt that he had made the right decision to come here today.

She quickly put away the sword jade hairpin, then sat down cross-legged, took out a pill and swallowed it, then began to soothe her injuries.

Jing Shiyu, with her long hair flying, was three feet off the ground, following closely behind the red sedan chair with gusts of wind.

"Husband, why don't you hurry up..."

"Have you not seen that in Qinghai, no one has ever collected the bones since ancient times?"

He ignored the bride's urging and sat down on the ground, starting to practice meditation skills.

After being urged several times, Lin Xing showed no response and had entered a deep state of meditation.

"escape?"

The woman was grateful to the fairy, and from then on she diligently practiced magic near her husband's village, and used the magic to guard the young man's hometown.

As she flicked her sword finger, the sword light slashed out with a whoosh, completely blowing off the top of the sedan chair. "Hand him over to me, or I will tear you apart and burn you to ashes today!"

After dying several more times, Lin Xing gradually discovered the rules of the illusion before him.

"My husband, why don't you come and pick me up quickly?"

Taoist Baiyun, Wandering Baiyun and this time Goddess Black Soil.

The bride in front of him obviously had no idea what Lin Xing was talking about. Her face turned sinister and she opened her huge mouth and swallowed Lin Xing in one gulp.

Only the red sedan was still running away into the distance, as if it was escaping from something behind it.

As her sword finger slashed, another sword light slashed out, cutting the sedan chair in half.

The young man who was engaged to the girl joined the army to fight and there was no news of him for a long time.

Lin Xing continued to meditate in the midst of life and death, and he felt that this was the easiest life and death battle he had ever faced. Anyway, he just had to meditate continuously and leave everything else to the bride.

Until a fairy called Black Soil Goddess came to the woman.

Under the shining sword light, the gongs, drums, flags and lanterns in the wedding procession had been chopped into pieces and scattered all the way.

"New ghosts are troubled and old ghosts are crying, the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the sound is chirping!"

The sedan chair that was cut in half lay motionless, and gradually disappeared into the air accompanied by a series of mournful female voices.

Year after year, day after day.

The moment his hand touched the evil relic, images and sounds appeared in his mind.

"It's about time to go out."

…

The wedding dress faded and the black hair turned snow-white, but the young man never returned and there was no news of him since.

I don’t know how long I had been practicing, but when Lin Xing felt his spirit beginning to become exhausted, his meditation skills had already improved by leaps and bounds.

Looking at the statue of the bride, Lin Xing murmured, "Have you been bewitched by this Black Earth Lady and turned yourself into an evil spirit?"

"And if you follow the instructions of your memory and marry this bride, you will die in the end."

Jing Shiyu, who had completely destroyed the bridal sedan, turned pale and felt that the spiritual thoughts in her sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be in disorder.

"Lin Xing, are you okay?" Seeing Lin Xing escaping from the bridal sedan, Jing Shiyu's eyes lit up with joy, and then she looked at the broken bridal sedan with murderous intent on her face.

Thinking of this, Lin Xing no longer followed the rules of the illusion to get married, but began to try to break the illusion before him.

As the images gradually faded, Lin Xing came back to his senses. His brows slightly furrowed as he recalled everything in the images: "Black Earth Goddess?"

"My husband..."

When he realized this, Lin Xing suddenly reacted: "Am I not dealing with evil spirits?"

He looked at the bride whose red cloth had been lifted up in front of him and said, "You are using AI to draw pictures. Are you using my memory as a database?"

After dying again, Lin Xing found that as time went backwards, he returned to the beginning of the illusion.

"Someone, help the groom to the bridal chamber."

He tried many methods before dying again and again, like making a scene at the wedding, beating the bride, demolishing the house... In the end he found that all he had to do was run, and keep running towards the edge of the illusion. As long as he could avoid the bride's pursuit along the way, he would eventually escape from the illusion like he was doing now.

"If you give birth to a girl, she can be married to a neighbor; if you give birth to a boy, he will be buried with the grass."

Lin Xing didn’t know what the other evil spirits in the world were like, but at least for the three evil spirits he encountered, there seemed to be something secretly pushing them.

The fairy was moved by the girl's true love and was willing to bestow her magic so that the woman could meet the young man in the next life.

…

Meditation (second floor 11.3%) → Meditation (second floor 52.8%)

The sedan chair was like a frightened beast, and it ran even faster as Jing Shiyu's sword slashed down.

"Let's see if we can practice our skills first."

"Let me see where you can escape to!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out of the sedan chair. It was Lin Xing who had escaped from the illusion.

After Lin Xing thought for a long time, Jing Shiyu beside him slowly exhaled, and finally the injuries in his body were healed again.

She used her meditation skills to sense the spiritual energy that had calmed down in her sea of ​​consciousness, and then converted it into a quantification method that she was familiar with. She thought to herself, "Alas, before the injury is completely healed, my spiritual consciousness can only exert the power of 4 women."

Looking at Lin Xing who was standing beside her with a worried look on his face, she thought that he had been staying by her side all the time and must be worried about her injuries.

Jing Shiyu forced herself to smile and said, "I'm fine. I just moved too much this time and the injury I had before recurred."

(End of this chapter)