Chapter 55: Forced Marriage "If you don't answer, it means you agree."...

Xie Tingyu has been pestering Qiu Qingyu for several days. According to the setting, Qingyun is a person who is obsessed with Taoism and has no understanding of love.

If she keeps pestering him like this, Qingyun should be even more disgusted with her.

"Won't this prolong the time?" Wuming couldn't help asking as he watched Xie Tingyu hunched over and searching for something in the house, and then hurriedly moving between several rooms.

If Qingyun had not been tempted, how could he have killed his wife to prove his faith?

Wuming didn't know that Qiu Qingyu's soul was beneath that skin, and Qiu Qingyu's existence made the difficulty even greater.

Xie Tingyu paused and opened the wooden window to let in some air. A breeze blew across his face, lifting the few strands of hair in front of his forehead.

She tilted her head and smiled, "Do you think you have to love someone to kill them?" Xie Ting tapped the window sill with her jade fingers, "I want to kill him right now, do you think this is love?"

"I want him to hate me enough."

Wuming was distracted by Xie Tingyu's smile. She smiled sweetly, but what she said was extremely strange.

But no matter how confused Wuming was, he would only obey Xie Tingyu's orders and do his best when Xie Tingyu needed him.

When Xie Tingyu turned around completely, Wuming's figure became a little more illusory. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, where he felt a long-lost heat.

Qiu Qingyu inexplicably entered a fantasy world and turned into the predecessor of Qingyun Sword Master. He was quite surprised by this.

How did this illusion pull him in unknowingly?

He rubbed his aching brow, and heard bright laughter in his ears.

That was the voice of "Muyi".

After the illusion revealed the plot to him and after many tests, Qiu Qingyu temporarily believed that this person was Mu Yi, not Xie Tingyu.

Qiu Qingyu is now "Qingyun", so he should act like "Qingyun".

But he couldn't stand the fact that "Mu Yi" came to see him every day, always finding some poor excuses to talk about trivial things in front of him, or asking about his well-being.

Qiu Qingyu is proud by nature, but now that he has no cultivation, he is forced to "live under someone else's cage", and his whereabouts are controlled by others all day long, leaving him without freedom.

Naturally, I felt very unhappy.

"Mu Yi" is the link that connects all these things, and she is the one who dumped all of this on him.

After nearly a month of keeping a straight face but seeing no effect, Qiu Qingyu finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly to Xie Tingyu who was still pouring tea: "I don't know who you are trying to impress by doing this..."

His face looked worse than ever, with a hint of murderous intent, "But you don't move me like this, it's like you're feeding me and treating me like your property."

Xie Tingyu didn't expect Qiu Qingyu to endure to this extent. Hearing this, he raised his head as if innocent, but he didn't hold the teapot in his hand firmly and dropped it on the table.

The boiling tea flowed down the table. Xie Tingyu knelt on the cushion. She seemed to be in a daze. The boiling tea soaked her dress and burned her skin.

Xie Tingyu listened for a long time before speaking, "I didn't mean that."

"I don't mean to do this, I just hope...the little things I do can make you happy."

Qiu Qingyu sneered, raised his hand and waved his sleeves suddenly, sweeping everything on the table off with a crackling sound.

Thank you for listening to my closed eyes.

Listening to Qiu Qingyu's angry voice, "Are you evil? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? I will be happy if you let me go."

Unexpectedly, Qiu Qingyu's words were like thunder with little result, and he finally uttered "Let me go".

Xie Tingyu almost couldn't hold back her words. She turned her head and said in a hoarse voice full of morbid stubbornness, "As long as you don't leave, I can give you anything."

"Including my life."

This fatal piece of literature successfully stunned Qiu Qingyu. The vicious words that he had thought of countless times in his mind were stuck in his throat at this moment.

I feel so uncomfortable, neither going up nor down.

Qiu Qingyu had never seen such a strange person before, and she was looking at Xie Tingyu's appearance. Thinking back, Xie Tingyu had shown hostility towards him when they first met.

It is really against the law and weird to have such behavior.

Qiu Qingyu lowered his eyes and stood up, then took two steps back, and half of his sleeves were wet when his long sleeves swept across the table.

His expression was cold, and when Xie Tingyu looked at him, he showed a wary look.

Xie Tingyu tilted his head and smiled.

Qiu Qingyu only felt a chill on his back and a sudden pain on the back of his neck. The scene in front of him quickly blurred and he heard the other party's mocking voice.

"Do you want to get married?"

"If you don't answer, I'll take that as your consent."

Qiu Qingyu's eyelids sank, anger surged in his heart, but his body was so weak that he had to grit his teeth and suppress the murderous intent that was sweeping over him. However, he lost consciousness at this moment.

Xie Tingyu stood up, glanced coldly at Qiu Qingyu who was lying on the ground, and then looked away.

Wuming was standing behind Qiu Qingyu, and Xie Tingyu just withdrew his hand when he looked over.

Wuming was stunned and muttered, "Your Majesty, are you going to force us to get married?"

"How can this be considered coercion? He has already acquiesced."

Xie Tingyu squatted down, picked up a teacup that had not been completely broken, and used it to touch Qiu Qingyu's cheek.

Qiu Qingyu didn't move, the back of his neck was faintly exposed and was bruised and purple, obviously Wuming had used considerable force.

Seeing Xie Tingyu staring at the place where he was going to make the move, Wuming felt a little embarrassed for some reason. He rolled his eyes around and didn't know where to put his hands.

Suddenly, Xie Tingyu laughed twice, "I have to say you are quite capable. I was expecting you to use some kind of magic trick, but you used a knife-like hand, hahaha."

Xie Tingyu laughed happily, as if he wanted to turn all the cold reception he had received from Qiu Qingyu this month into a schadenfreude for Qiu Qingyu.

Although this is all her own fault.

Xie Tingyu narrowed his eyes. Qiu Qingyu's strength should be recovering slowly.

After checking now, it turns out that there is not a trace of spiritual power in the body.

This is clearly not right.

If a serious injury causes a temporary loss of strength, one can still detect the vitality of a certain part of the body and identify it with just one touch.

Wuming is just a ghost, even the lowest level of ghost. He can only see that Qiu Qingyu is as weak as an ordinary person at this time, but he cannot detect anything abnormal about him.

He saw Xie Tingyu's expression suddenly become serious, so he didn't bother to argue, but quietly closed the door and stood guard behind it.

My eyes were fixed on the swaying osmanthus tree outside the window.

The fragrance of osmanthus floated in from the window. Xie Tingyu rubbed his nose gently. Wuming was unaware and had no perception of it.

His fingers were stroking, and his eyes were dark.

The longer Xie Tingyu looked, the longer Qiu Qingyu lay on the ground.

Qiu Qingyu's clothes were half wet because of the tea, and his hair was messy, looking quite unkempt.

If Qiu Qingyu was awake and saw himself in this state, he would have jumped up in anger and fought with Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu tried hard to recall the plot. According to the description of the script in the original novel, Mu Yi and Qing Yun had been together for several months, and Mu Yi slowly moved Qing Yun's heart with her kindness, care and gentleness.

After consulting her master, she chose an auspicious day to marry Qingyun.

Unexpectedly, on the wedding day, Qingyun's two junior sisters came to the house and ruined Mu Yi's happy day.

Qingyun also came to his senses at this moment. He didn't dare to admit that he was attracted to Mu Yi, so in front of everyone, he shattered the damaged heart of the ruthless Tao in his body, and then rebuilt it. He then stabbed the sword into Mu Yi's heart with his own hands, reshaped the real heart of the ruthless Tao, and ascended away.

This is a small copy from the original novel, and I don’t know if it is something that really happened in the world of cultivation.

Xie Tingyu knew that he couldn't stay with Qiu Qingyu for a few more months, so he had to prepare everything in advance.

She threw out a Taoist talisman and asked her junior fellow apprentice to help put Qiu Qingyu in the dungeon.

A month later, Xie Tingyu walked into the small bamboo forest again. Wuming was still guarding outside the bamboo forest, and Hongxiu was still standing in front of the bamboo house.

This time, Hongxiu didn't seem to be waiting for her on purpose. She held a small hoe in her hand and cleared a piece of land of moderate size in front of the bamboo house.

Unknown seeds are being thrown into it.

This was different from the last time Xie Tingyu came here. Last time there was nothing around except emerald green bamboos.

This time, not only did we have this newly reclaimed land.

There are also many small flowers of various colors.

Vines were entwined around the bamboo fences, and small purple trumpet flowers were in full bloom.

She is worthy of being called Lady Red Sleeves. No wonder she particularly liked planting flowers when she was in the ghost palace. It must be a habit she has developed long ago.

Seeing Xie Tingyu staring in fascination, Hongxiu put the hoe aside, raised her hand without any burden, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.

"How come you have time to visit my humble home today?" Hongxiu didn't even look at Xie Tingyu. She put down her sleeves casually, turned around with the hoe covered in mud in her hand, and placed the hoe in front of the house.

Xie Tingyu didn't care about Hongxiu's attitude at the moment, he stepped forward to follow, but he took one more look at the small hoe when passing by.

There is nothing unusual about the hoe, but it is extremely abnormal when it appears here under such circumstances.

Because this hoe...

Xie Tingyu stepped into the bamboo house. The scene in front of her changed. Darkness covered the sky and the ghostly aura rushed towards her like a tide.

Xie Tingyu stood where he was, neither dodging nor avoiding.

She let the black mist penetrate her body and the strange whispers exploded in her ears.

What came into view were two extremely familiar figures.

Xie Tingyu smiled and added in his heart.

Because this hoe... is a magic weapon made for Lady Hongxiu by the Ghost Lord himself after she entered the ghost palace.

As expected, this illusion was a trap set up by these two people.

A trap set for her.

"Are you trying to test me?" Xie Tingyu didn't care who was standing opposite him. He walked straight to the table and sat on the cushion casually.

A soft voice sounded, which was different from Hongxiu's cold tone, "Awu, we don't need to test you."

Xie Tingyu took out a spiritual fruit from his storage ring, took a bite, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Hongxiu glanced at the person beside her and smiled to thank Tingyu, "Ayu, we are worried about you."

"So you sealed Qiu Qingyu's spiritual power? Are you afraid that I will be killed by him?" Xie Tingyu sneered.

The two ghosts were a little confused about Xie Tingyu's attitude. They looked at each other, and finally came over together, squeezing Xie Tingyu in the middle, one on the left and one on the right.

The two ghosts spoke in unison.

"This is one of the turning points in the ghost house, and this turning point lies in you."