"If the mission fails, you will be annihilated." The cold, mechanical tone was as if describing insignificant weather.
Whether it was the coldness of the voice or the chilling wind of the mass grave that froze Bi Xie, after hesitating for a moment, nodded resolutely: "I agree."
"Target accepted!" The words had barely left his lips when a series of rapid voices rang in his ears: "Bi Xie, 19 years old, has made a contract with me with his soul."
The air in front of him seemed to twist and turn. Bi Xie felt dizzy and was about to vomit when he opened his eyes and found himself gone from the howling mass grave to a castle full of white roses.
Before she could even see the castle clearly, everything went black, and she found herself inside it.
"Creak, creakâ"
Bi Xie looked in horror toward the source of the sound.
It was a heavy, brownish-red coffin, with incantation-like characters carved on its body. Over countless years, the talismans on the coffin had lost their effectiveness and hung loosely on it.
Scattered on the ground beneath the coffin were many nails about the thickness of a little finger and yellow talismans.
Bi Xie happened to know about this kind of nail, the Soul-Locking Nail.
Soul-Locking Nails, which are used to lock away evil spirits with yin nails and to regenerate souls with yang nails, are considered insidious and evil techniques in Taoism.
The ground was covered with countless soul-locking nails. What exactly was in the coffin? Why were so many soul-locking nails used?
Before Bi Xie could think any further, the coffin had already been pushed open from the inside, and a slender, jade-like hand reached out first. The candlelight in the castle suddenly flickered incessantly, and the chilling atmosphere that swept over him made Bi Xie's heart clench.
This is... something she made a contract with?
Could it be some kind of ancient ghost?
Or a zombie that's been around for millennia?
Bi Xie's hair almost stood on end, but the person inside the coffin stepped out calmly and gracefully. His gaze was indifferent and aloof, and Bi Xie felt a strong sense of oppression as soon as he looked at him.
It was so heavy she could hardly breathe, and she dared not breathe.
A dark red carpet covered the entire castle. The crystal chandelier in the hall went out the moment the man stepped out of the coffin. Strangely, Bi Xie was able to see the man's entire face clearly.
The man was exceptionally handsome, his tall figure clad in a seductive black outfit. His skin was fair, with a sickly pallor, and his long, purple hair, which was difficult for ordinary people to control, was both alluring and sexy, yet something that made people dare not covet it.
It wasn't out of fear, but rather the noble and ascetic aura emanating from the very core of a man.
Bi Xie was captivated by the man's blood-red eyes and couldn't tear his gaze away.
The man's eyes, like the rose necklace around his neck, were a bewitching red.
The man approached her step by step, his expression indifferent, looking at her as if she were an object. When the man reached her, Bi Xie hurriedly took a few steps back, keeping her distance. "Wait, wait... are you the one I made a contract with?"
The girl in front of me had straight black hair and big, bright eyes that blinked like stars in the night sky. She was wearing a red tracksuit and, despite being terrified inside, she was trying to appear calm.
After glancing at her a few times, the man asked directly, "Do you prefer biting someone's neck or their hand?"
Bi Xie instinctively protected his neck: "Are you a human or a ghost? How did you end up in a coffin? I've heard that people buried in the Red Chamber are either royalty or extremely unlucky creatures. Because the black coffin can't suppress them, they smear cinnabar on the coffin to ward off evil. Are you a zombie or a demon?"
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