Chapter 10 Ming Yi gets married
But his senior sister was right in front of him, letting him lift her loose black hair, revealing her slender white neck. She was so defenseless that he could lick her just by leaning forward, and he could even inject his sharp fangs into the blue pulse under her thin skin.
Sucking Senior Sister's...
Senior sister's blood.
His desire for her was like a surging tide of emotion, coming unexpectedly. He couldn't help but open his cold and thin lips, and with a dazed look, he stretched out his scarlet snake tongue and licked her white neck.
Mingyueyi always felt something licking the back of his neck. Just as he was about to reach out, he heard the boy's panting voice behind him.
"Don't move, Senior Sister. I just brushed it with my fingertips stained with perfume."
Ming Yueyi lowered her raised hand, thinking it was inconvenient for him because she didn't lower her head, so she lowered her white jade necklace: "Is this better?"
She lowered her head and asked, not noticing that the young man behind her was extending his scarlet snake tongue with an obsessed look.
His eyes were red with excitement, and he responded to her vaguely, "Well... better."
Just when he was enjoying the licking, Mingyueyi suddenly stood up.
"Hmm." His jaw was hit, and the snake's tongue quickly retracted into his lips. He suddenly fell on the bed and let out a soft moan.
“Senior Sister…”
Ming Yueyi turned around and saw the young man lying on the couch, his jade-like face stained with a flush of heat, and the corners of his eyes were filled with shimmering water as he looked at her. He fragilely grasped the quilt under him, looking pitiful as if he was being pressed on the couch and humiliated.
"Are you okay?" She bent over and leaned over, her eyes filled with concern.
Pu Yuemin shook his head when she asked, and a trace of blood flowed from his pale lips. Not only that, but blood also slid down his nose.
So serious?
Ming Yueyi was stunned when he saw blood coming out of his mouth. He didn't expect that he would bleed just by an accidental bump.
Did he bite his tongue?
Ming Yueyi pinched his jaw and pushed it down slightly, frowning and saying, "Open it, let me see."
The boy blinked and tilted his head to stare at her. Under her gaze, he slowly opened his lips and stuck out a scarlet tip of his tongue.
Mingyueyi lowered her eyes and looked carefully, but did not see any bite marks on his tongue.
Then why did he vomit blood for no reason?
Ming Yueyi thought about the first day he had just returned from Baihua Valley, when he also vomited blood for no reason.
"Senior Sister, it's okay. It's just that the spiritual power in the spiritual palace is unstable and it collides with the blood." He explained with a smile, and under his hazy eyes, his greedy gaze fell on the blue veins in her neck. His natural bloodthirstiness made his sharp teeth itch.
Since he was fine, Mingyueyi let go of his hand, handed him a plain silk handkerchief, and turned to walk towards the window.
Pu Yuemin slowly sat up from the bed, lowered his head, held the silk handkerchief and sniffed it gently. The blood-stained tip of his tongue turned into a scarlet tongue, and he licked the handkerchief obsessively.
Mingyueyi did not notice the demonic aura of the young man behind him.
She opened the window and looked out at the street below.
A wedding procession passed by on the street.
It's very ordinary, and seems no different.
Ming Yueyi took a few looks, then turned his head to look at the young man sitting beside the couch in an oddly reserved and dignified manner, "Come here."
Pu Yuemin stood up, with the hem of his snow-white robe, which had a very fine drape, and the red satin veil that shone dimly, hanging down to cover his ankles, and he slowly walked to her side.
He looked at the street below, with faint slanting shadows reflected in his eyes.
Ming Yueyi asked, "Did you hear any sound?"
Pu Yuemin turned his gaze away from the passing bridal sedan and fixed it on her face. He said calmly, "I heard the bride crying."
The crying was so loud, beyond the usual sobs of a daughter who was reluctant to leave her marriage, and it was so piercing even amidst the clamor of gongs and drums. However, the people watching on the street seemed not to hear it, and were discussing in a lively manner which family the bride was from and why there was such a large procession.
Very abnormal.
Ming Yueyi: "Let's go down and take a look."
Pu Yuemin nodded: "Okay."
Before leaving, Mingyueyi specially left a sound-recording butterfly for He Wujiu, and then he and Pu Yuemin left the inn and followed the wedding procession.
It must be a rich family in the town marrying off their daughter. When following the bridal sedan, Mingyueyi heard the people around him sighing, saying that this wedding had been prepared for several months, and now the bride was finally getting married. The carts behind her were all dowry, but it was not a good marriage and it was against the will of heaven.
Another person watching said, "What's wrong with this? This isn't the first time something like this has happened in Yun Town. The government has already written this custom into the book. There will be more of this happening in the future."
"I wonder what it is?" Mingyueyi interjected.
The person who was speaking turned around and was stunned speechless when he saw the young man behind her.
When Mingyueyi saw the infatuated looks on their faces, he knew that they were attracted by Pu Yuemin's appearance again, so he patiently asked them again.
One of them came back to his senses, glanced at her back, and explained, "You two are from other places, right? This is a custom in our Yun Town in recent years. Every few years, we hold a sister-brother wedding ceremony. Today is the young master of the Ming family marrying his sister."
It turns out that they were a marriage between a brother and a sister, no wonder the Taoist said it was against the laws of nature.
After Mingyueyi briefly understood the truth, he was about to ask more questions when he was suddenly pulled lightly from behind.
Pu Yuemin reminded gently, "Sister, the bridal sedan has gone far away."
Mingyueyi turned around and saw that the sedan chair was about to leave the town gate after just a few words.
She hurriedly thanked the two men and pulled Pu Yuemin to catch up with the wedding procession.
The young man behind him followed slowly, occasionally lowering his eyes to look at the paper figures scattered on the ground.
Because he fell behind by a few steps, when he caught up again, Ming Yueyi found that the people who were originally carrying the sedan chair seemed to be getting fewer and fewer. What was hanging on the sedan chair was not red flowers, but paper people stacked together to form flowers.
Each paper figure had dark eyes, red clothes and red nail polish, looking eerily festive.
The lively scene was finally reduced to just people carrying sedan chairs and playing drums and gongs, followed by rows of paper-made figures, and the wedding characters scattered on the road turned into red paper-cuts.
Mingyueyi followed behind the sedan chair and vaguely felt that the sedan chair in front was very light.
There seemed to be no bride inside, just an empty sedan chair.
The bearer leading the bridal sedan seemed to have eyes behind his head. He suddenly raised his hand to stop the sedan, turned around and drew the whip from his waist and threw it to the ground towards Mingyueyi who was not far away.
"When a fox marries a wife, all outsiders should leave immediately and avoid offending the gods."
Mingyueyi and Puyuemin looked at each other, then slowly took a step back.
When the people carrying the sedan saw that she had given up her place, they put away their whips with a look of satisfaction, put them on their waists, and continued to carry the sedan forward.
Wait until the sedan chair leaves and goes away completely.
Mingyueyi stared at the place where the sedan chair left. After the spiritual power at her fingertips dissipated, a faint light flashed in her eyes.
As expected, she knew that she would soon run into trouble in Yun Town.
The fox gets married.
Mingyueyi vaguely remembers something.
During this period of training, He Wujiu had his heart stolen by a fox. When he found the heart again, his cultivation had declined greatly. After that, he almost fell from being the leader of the immortal sect to an ordinary person who could be bullied by everyone.
However, he is the male protagonist. Although his cultivation has declined greatly, he has excellent opportunities. He relies on collecting artifacts and picking up opportunities along the way to slap everyone in the face and climb to a high position again.
Ming Yueyi whispered to Pu Yuemin beside him, "Let's go, let's catch up."
The bridal sedan was carried out of the town and headed to the mountains and forests.
Those people didn't notice that someone was following them until they stopped in front of a long-abandoned shrine.
After the sedan chair landed, a man with white hair and a youthful face walked out from in front of the shrine.
There is a faint evil aura.
Mingyueyi looked at the man and smelled a faint demonic aura, which made him feel strange.
It looks like a monster but it is not a monster. It lacks demonic energy and has no yang energy at all.
The young man leaning lazily against a tree branch seemed to see her confusion and whispered, "He's a human, with an evil spirit in his body."
Mingyueyi reacted instantly and realized that the man was not a demon from the Futu Sea, so there was no swamp stench, he was just an ordinary demon possessed.
She said to Pu Yuemin, "Be careful, don't let your soul be captured. Some powerful demons can capture people and trap them in a barrier."
After saying that, she turned her head and continued to stare intently ahead, not noticing that the young man suddenly raised his eyes and saw a paper-cut bride flying from nowhere, landing lightly on her body, and then disappearing into a wisp of green smoke.
Pu Yuemin stared at the place where the green smoke dissipated and smiled.
Outside the shrine, a man with white hair and a youthful face stood outside the sedan chair. He bowed respectfully and said, "My lady, you may get out of the sedan chair and see your husband." There was no one in the sedan chair, so naturally there was no response.
The man waited for a few breaths, and as if he received a response, he stood up and chanted "Congratulations to the bride and groom", and lifted the red gauze curtain.
Then, a word of marriage came out from the man's lips. It was clearly very far away, but Mingyueyi stared at the shape of his lips moving and vaguely heard what he was saying.
"Puyuemin."
She felt inexplicably dizzy, as if she hadn't slept for several nights. She couldn't help but cover her forehead and glance to the side, only to find that the boy beside her had disappeared.
Something is wrong, it seems like I've been discovered.
When Mingyueyi realized something was wrong, it was already too late. His eyelids suddenly drooped shut and his body seemed to be floating in the air.
The man was still muttering the words of marriage, which became closer and closer, and finally turned into a female voice as he whispered softly in her ear.
"The two families are friends, and we shall be together forever... Madam, please step down from the wedding sedan. Your Excellency has been waiting outside for a long time."
As the sedan chair was opened, a strong light flashed before Mingyueyi's eyes, and the festive chirping of a few magpies jumping on the branches could be clearly heard in her ears, which was then covered by the loud sound of gongs and drums.
She suddenly opened her eyes.
What she saw before her was no longer the shrine, but a new grave. On the grave were piled various objects with wedding characters printed on them, indicating that she was having a ghost marriage.
"Madam?" Seeing her sitting in the bridal sedan and refusing to come out, the bridesmaid reminded her, "Madam, your husband has been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't get out of the sedan, he will be angry and will cause unrest in you and the family. You'd better come out and show your husband that you really want to marry him."
The bridesmaid tried her best to persuade the reluctant bride in the bridal sedan.
Mingyueyi, who was sitting firmly in the sedan chair, was not unwilling to get down, but she was so weak that she couldn't lift it up at all.
Not to mention getting out of the sedan, she even had difficulty breathing and her body felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Seeing that her persuasion was useless and that it was getting late, the bridesmaid was afraid that the auspicious time would pass if she continued like this.
"My lady, I have offended your dignity."
After saying this, the matchmaker got into the sedan chair and pulled her out.
When Mingyueyi was touched by a stranger for the first time, she suddenly regained control of her body. She broke free from the matchmaker, tore off the red gauze veil in front of her, and raised her hand to make a seal to sacrifice the sword.
However, after she had been forming seals for a long time, she could not sense a single trace of spiritual energy, let alone a sword.
Something is wrong.
Mingyueyi's heart sank. She was probably just an ordinary person now.
The matchmaker had always thought that the bride was a lady from a wealthy family and should be gentle and quiet, but she never expected her to suddenly do such a thing, folding her fingers together again and again, making some unknown gesture.
The bridesmaid was stunned for a moment, then she regained her voice and said in a strange voice, "My lady, please stop playing with the empty flower string. If you don't go in and find your husband, something bad will happen soon."
Since he couldn't use his spiritual power, Mingyueyi wisely put down his hand, frowned, and nodded in response, "Okay."
The bridesmaid picked up the veil that had fallen to the ground, put it back on her head, and sang loudly: "Happy bride, happy bridegroom, double happiness has arrived, a perfect family..."
Mingyueyi was supported by the bridesmaid and walked forward.
A small path was opened on one side of the new grave. The soil was soft and walking on it felt like walking on clouds.
As it got dark and then light, the eyes of several people suddenly became clear.
Mingyueyi saw the surrounding scenery clearly through the red mist and was slightly stunned.
This place was similar to the dark room under her cave except for the slightly different furnishings. She even thought she was back in the cave.
The bridesmaid helped her kneel on the wedding mat and whispered, "My dear, your husband will be here soon. Kneel here and wait to worship heaven and earth. Remember, no matter what you see, don't make a sound, otherwise your husband will remember that you abandoned him, and it would be bad if he went crazy."
"Well, I don't need to." Mingyueyi knelt on the big red mat with her knees bent, her neck lowered, and responded to Xiniang's words in a soft voice.
The bride finally spoke, and the bridesmaid's brows lit up with joy, "It's good that you have figured it out, madam."
The bridesmaid put the end of the red ribbon into her hand and said, "Madam, hold it for now. The groom will come out to marry you later."
Mingyueyi hooked her fingers around it and lightly tapped her chin, looking so docile and without any temper.
The bridesmaid turned her head and glanced at the swaying red candle wicks on the nine bronze lamps. She felt a chill on her back and did not dare to stay any longer. She arranged the remaining matters and left in a hurry.
Before leaving, the bridesmaid closed the only stone door that led out.
When there was no one at the cave entrance, the originally well-behaved Mingyueyi let go of Qianhong, lifted the red gauze veil, stood up and looked around.
It was exactly the same as the dark room under her cave, but in the center was not a furnace, but a purple wooden coffin. The owner of the tomb was named Ming Yi.
The coffin was about nine and a half feet long, just enough to accommodate a slender adult man. The coffin was engraved with golden lotus patterns and surrounded by red and gold fonts.
Mingyueyi stepped forward and looked at the words engraved on it.
"In the spring of February, the twenty-third year of Mingde, he died of tuberculosis..."
Before she finished reading, Mingyueyi suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing from behind her. A pair of cold fingers touched the back of her neck, and the young man's magnetic voice sounded in a low voice.
"Sister, what are you looking at? Don't you want to marry me?"
Mingyueyi turned around when he heard the voice.
Behind him was a young man who looked as pale as if he had drowned, with drooping eyelids and no color on his lips, but his facial features were extremely handsome, as if he had just died and still had the look of a living human being.
Mingyueyi took a step back cautiously.
The boy paused when he saw her face again, then stared at her blankly, and instantly moved his eyes in front of her.
He grabbed her neck gloomily and asked sharply, "Who are you? Where is my sister... You are not my sister, where is my sister?"
"Sister, sister..."
Ming Yueyi's ears rang with excitement because of his noise. She felt the hand on her neck tightening and quickly responded, "I'm sorry, I don't know where your sister went. As soon as I opened my eyes, someone brought her in."
"Shut up! You must have hidden my sister. I'm going to kill you."
The young man didn't seem to believe her. The black mist gradually enveloped his entire eyeballs, making them dark and eerie. His lipless mouth opened ferociously, as if to swallow her in one gulp.
Mingyueyi couldn't use any spiritual power, and he didn't even have the strength. Seeing this scene, his heart sank.
If she had known that this would happen, she would not have come to snatch He Wujiu's opportunity.
She is not the male protagonist, so there is no way she can survive from danger.
Fortunately, she was well prepared, and all the accessories she wore were magical weapons.
Ming Yueyi raised her hand with great effort, and before the corpse possessed by the demon could fall on her, she pulled out the jade hairpin on her head and stabbed it into his eyes.
The boy's eyeballs were pierced and blood splattered onto her cheeks with a shrill scream.
She was released and fell to the ground, gasping for breath, leaning against the coffin.
The boy was still screaming, and Mingyueyi was about to hit him again, when suddenly he felt a chill creeping up from his ankle.
She looked down helplessly.
A white snake tail stretched out from the coffin she was leaning against, and another pair of pale hands stretched out from inside and grabbed her shoulders. Like a pervert who stole the bride, he dragged her into the coffin in front of the real groom, murmuring with a faint smile.
"The bride... mine."
Who knew that monsters would appear one after another in this ghost place.
Mingyueyi had used up all her strength when she pulled out the hairpin, and now she had no strength to pick up the magic weapon. She helplessly allowed the invisible demon behind her to pull her into the coffin.
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