Death
His kissing skills were no longer as clumsy and cautious as the first time. He had almost stolen some of the kissing skills she had learned from A Ci and kissed them back to his mouth.
Even though, from another unique perspective, both she and Lan Zhuochi's kissing skills were learned from A Ci, she could still tell Lan Zhuochi and A Ci apart with just one kiss.
Lan Zhuochi's kiss was restrained and gentle, yet as gentle as water that could sweep people away and make them sink into it.
Her body gradually softened, and she inexplicably began to enjoy his kiss, no longer trying to resist him.
Lan Zhuochi slowly loosened the grip on her wrist, lifted one leg, and supported her body so that she could lie more comfortably.
After the kiss, she raised her hand to wipe the remnants of their saliva on her lips, but the sparkling ruby ring on her ring finger caught her eye, interrupting her action of wiping her mouth.
"When did you put it on?"
"just."
"You returned it to me before you left. Now that you're back with me, why don't you put it back in its rightful place? There's never been a moment when I didn't consider you my future wife, my only love. I always wanted to be with you forever, just like the merchant who sold me the gem said, until we grow old together."
In the moonlight of the furnace, the ruby sparkled with a colorful glow of fire, and when the fingers shook, the light was bright and dazzling.
Her heart was beating wildly, and her liking for him strangely increased. Driven by selfish desires, she even wanted to use and deceive him while enjoying him.
Her conscience kept condemning her, and the man beside her was constantly seducing her heart. For a moment, the two contradictory thoughts intertwined, causing her to lower her eyes and stare at the ruby in a daze.
"Master, are you angry?"
"No. Ah Chi is right. An honest puppy should be rewarded. Ah Chi, you did a great job. Please always be honest with me, okay? I like Ah Chi like this."
Stroking his face, she muttered to herself:
Ah Chi, always be honest with me.
This way, I can get the most accurate secret information more quickly...
"Yeah, I will always be Aque's most honest puppy."
She smiled with satisfaction.
She stood up and sat back in the empty seat beside him, not forgetting to take the first bite of the honey-floating pear blossoms he made, and then she kept praising him, making him jump for joy.
Then, she started to eat officially.
She immediately tasted that these dishes were not made by the chefs of Cang Hua Mountain, "Did you make these too?"
"Hmm, is it to your taste?"
"It fits, it fits perfectly. It's much better than the previous chef's cooking skills. My Ah Chi is simply a culinary genius."
"Then I will be your personal cook for life."
As he spoke, he poured her a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her. "Cordyceps and black chicken soup, nourishing and warming. Try it. Now, just focus on eating. If you keep saying nice things to me, I'll be so happy I won't be able to sleep."
"good."
After enjoying the moon after dinner, she figured the little demons should have finished renovating the courtyard next door, so she couldn't wait to return to her own courtyard. She used the excuse of getting up early with him tomorrow to play, and repeatedly reminded him to go to bed early tonight.
However, when the gate was opened, what came into view was a ruin. The entire roof was blown off, and the beams that were struck by lightning were taken down. Several beaver monsters were in their original form, gnawing on the wood used to make new beams and pillars with their two big teeth.
Lan Zhuochi beside him couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Didn't you say the beaver building crews on Canghua Mountain were the most efficient? They could build a small building overnight, right? Why is it getting...cooler the longer they build?"
One of the beavers scurried over, wiggling its hips. It bowed with both hands and explained with an awkward smile, "Please forgive me, young lady. Lightning-struck wood is truly rare and precious. While it's not wood that's been struck by lightning growing in the wild, it can still be considered lightning-struck wood. According to the rules of Canghua Mountain, it's collected first, which is why we've removed the beams from your house. Besides, if it were just a simple repair, it would be extremely dangerous for you to live there. We promise we'll have you living here by tomorrow morning."
"Forget it. It's cold at night, and there's no telling if it will snow again tonight. Even if you have magic to protect your bodies, you can't work hard all night. Let's practice tomorrow."
Hearing this, the beavers were all stunned. Some of them still had their tusks stuck in the wood, but their eyes were fixed on her.
"Why are you so surprised?"
The leading beaver hurriedly thanked him, "It's okay, it's okay. We were so happy that we didn't react."
Turning around, the beaver head waved to the other beavers and said, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and thank the girl."
Suddenly, there was a chorus of thanks.
"I should thank you."
Lan Zhuochi led her back to his yard and she sat beside the cage to keep warm. He picked sweet winter oranges from Shangjing for her.
She asked anxiously, "Are there any other empty rooms in Canghua Mountain?"
"Yes, I do, but it's not as comfortable as mine."
She raised her foot and gently kicked his calf.
"What I mean is, you stay in my bedroom, and I'll sleep on the couch in the study. At night, I'll have a few servants guard your door and mine. We have witnesses and evidence, so no one can say anything."
After saying that, he put the peeled winter oranges in her hands.
"I'll sleep in the study."
"Sitting on the couch is no more comfortable than sleeping on the bed. I'll sleep in the study."
"Then I won't be polite with you. Remember to make my bed soft."
"Okay, I'll make it as soft as a bed in the Western Regions."
It's like a sleepy person meeting a pillow.
She was still agonizing over how to convey the message to Yun Jinglu when he suddenly brought up the subject. She reacted quickly, deliberately turning her head away and feigning sadness and loss.
"Aque, what's wrong with you?"
"When I heard what you said just now, I remembered the time when my brother made my bed. For a moment, I felt a little sad."
She took the initiative to sit on his lap, hugged his neck, and leaned on his shoulder. "I don't mean anything else. The one I admire has always been you."
"I know. We've been married forever, and we love each other without a doubt. From the moment you agreed to marry me, I will always trust your heart, without a doubt. It was me who said the wrong thing."
"I don't blame you. I just couldn't control my emotions for a moment, and you were also unhappy because of my bad mood."
"Even though those truths that hurt you exist, the kindness he showed as a brother is real. Besides, he is the only family you have. I understand how you feel, and you can confide all your bad emotions to me. I think you need me."
After a long silence, she finally spoke, "In our Western Regions, on a woman's wedding day, her brothers carry her bridal sedan chair from her boudoir. Even though I couldn't accept what I saw in the Demon Control Sect, I couldn't help but, like other brides, fantasize about my brother carrying me in the sedan chair, and becoming the bride blessed by my family. But I can't forget that day. I don't think my brother would forgive me for running away from home. We've both hurt each other. I feel so bad. You and I will be married next March when spring is warm and flowers are blooming. This is the happiest thing in my life, but I don't even have any friends or family to share it with. At that moment, I felt endless loneliness. Apart from you, I have no one to rely on. I know you treat me very well, but to be honest, it also makes me feel like I'm walking on a single-plank bridge. If one day I grow old and your love no longer exists, then I... I feel very uneasy."
"A Que, I swear to heaven that I will love you until the end of my life. If I break this oath, I will die a miserable death."
"Pfft, ffff, ffff, don't make such a heavy oath. Even if one day you don't love me anymore, I won't blame you."
"A Que, why don't you try to invite your brother to our wedding banquet? Let him carry you to the bridal sedan chair. Although I don't know Yun Jinglu, I know you relatively well. I believe that he is a really good and competent brother, which is why he is so important to you. I think such a good brother would not be angry with his sister for anything, and would not watch his sister get married without anyone carrying her to the bridal sedan chair."
"But, the relationship between Canghua Mountain and the Demon Control Sect..."
"Well, their relationship is a little bad, but he won't ruin your wedding banquet. I don't think he is a person without sense of propriety. Of course, I hope I am not wrong about him."
"Achi, thank you."
"What are you thanking me for? I'm also your family. No matter what, you will never be alone. Do you want me to help you deliver the letter?"
"It's certainly convenient for me that you're delivering the letter for me, but if my brother sees you soon, I'm afraid he'll want to kill you, the guy who helped me escape from him. My brother once gave me a desert goshawk, which can be summoned by blowing a bone whistle. Can I summon it to Canghua Mountain to deliver the letter for me? Don't worry, a goshawk only recognizes one master for its entire life. It recognizes me as its master. If it falls into the hands of others, it would rather starve to death than be driven by others. Even my brother who gave me the goshawk can't drive it. Therefore, it will never cause any other trouble to Canghua Mountain. It's really just delivering a letter."
"Sure. I told you I'd never doubt you. You can do whatever you want."
Lan Zhuochi went to the study to get the brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread them out on the low table beside the couch for her. "I'll make the bed for you."
She understood that he was actively avoiding writing to her, but she did not believe that there was absolute trust in the world. Instead of letting him doubt, it would be better to let him see it with his own eyes and dispel his doubts.
"Achi, can you help me write? I don't know where to start..."
"good."
Sitting on the couch with him, she deliberately wrote badly and tore up several pages before she officially started writing. During this time, she did not forget to ask him to help her with the wording and sentence changes.
After writing, she went to the yard and blew the bone whistle.
Soon, the goshawk circled and descended, landing on the stone table in front of her.
She stuffed a thick roll of letters into the mailbox at the hawk's ankle, and flew away again with it on its back, looking worried.
"Achi, do you think my brother will really come?"
"I can't say for sure, but I hope he will come."
"Why?"
"Because you want him to come to our wedding. You will be happy when he comes."
"Lan Zhuochi, aren't you afraid that I called him here to harm you and Cang Huashan? Aren't you afraid that I will follow him and leave you at the wedding banquet?"
Lan Zhuochi tilted his head to look at her and asked with a smile, "Can you do it?"
She also tilted her head to look at him, met his gaze, and said firmly, "I will."
After a pause, she asked, "Don't they say that married couples should love each other without a doubt? You will definitely believe what I say, right? What are you going to do?"
She wanted to tell him this before the people in Canghua Mountain started to spread rumors.
Tomorrow, when he hears it, he won't believe it easily.
"I plan to do nothing first, and see why you set up this scheme and why you left me."
This answer was somewhat unexpected to her.
"If anyone who heard this bone whistle and saw this desert eagle tonight says the same thing tomorrow, let them say it. I'm from the Western Regions, so it's normal for them to think this way. It's enough that you understand me; I don't need them to believe me. After all, you are the Young Master of Canghua Mountain, and I don't want you to be caught in the middle."
She pulled Lan Zhuochi back to the house and said, "I'm tired and want to sleep. Please make the bed for me."
"I can't do that."
"You can't even make the bed and you have the nerve to call me Master?"
"I didn't mean make the bed."
"You still dare to talk back?"
"I dare not."
…
After that, he treated her better and better, and became more and more indulgent. He never asked about or became suspicious of her correspondence with Yun Jinglu.
On the surface, she was arguing fiercely with Yun Jinglu, who disagreed with the marriage and was very angry. Lan Zhuochi also often advised her to patiently resolve the conflicts with her family.
He answered whatever she asked.
Even though, this is something she, an outsider, shouldn't know.
He said that she was not an outsider, but the future mistress of Canghua Mountain and one of their own.
Gradually, because of his unreserved love and care, no one in Canghua Mountain criticized her anymore.
Every day she used the tricks and sweet words she learned from the storybooks to coax him. The sect leader would often see her from a distance and sigh in anger at her lack of fighting spirit, then walk away with a grudge in his eyes and a frustrated heart.
With the help of him teaching her how to catch monsters, she even directly entered the ancient book pavilion of Canghua Mountain.
In her spare time, she would make friends with everyone, regardless of whether they were inner or outer disciples, and try to get along with them and have a drink together.
The wine we drink is naturally spiked with something special.
Before leaving, Yun Jinglu gave her a lot of truth.
He told her that the Mantra Dew was a colorless liquid from the horns of a rare monster called Songqi. Consuming it would cause one to utter the truth. It was slightly sweet, and one drop of Mantra Dew could be mixed with three pounds of wine. After mixing, the sweetness disappeared, becoming barely noticeable.
In addition, it has an addictive effect, so many disciples make friends with her just for this drink that they crave even if they can't get it, and she doesn't need to try to invite them.
After a few visits, she got a lot of useful information.
She passed all of this back to the Western Regions.
She also often gave Lan Zhuochi this kind of wine.
He really liked her, and he really had no doubts about her since that afternoon. It was truly a one-sided relationship.
She knew she couldn't live up to his affection.
But she never forgot or wavered in her determination to come to Canghua Mountain this time.
No matter how good a man is, he can never be as good as his family.
She knows this very well.
Strangely enough, Aci never appeared again, as if he had never existed.
She also wanted to ask about the lily, but now she couldn't ask.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the day of my wedding with Lan Zhuochi.
She wore the wedding dress with a phoenix pattern embroidered by Lan Zhuo Chi herself, and a golden crown on her head. She sat in front of the dressing table, and was dressed by the maids led by Qingsan who had come up the mountain yesterday.
Everyone in the entire courtyard is hers now.
Qingsan skillfully painted her red makeup like a bride, combed her hair into an exquisite bun with a golden crown, and also painted a beautiful flower ornament for her.
Looking at herself in the brass mirror, who was incredibly beautiful with the help of makeup, she was amazed and couldn't stop praising herself.
"This is my first time painting a bride's red dress for a living person, so my painting isn't perfect, but as long as you like it."
"Um...alive, living people? Is that what I understand?"
"Yes, I have only painted dead people."
Qingsan patted her shoulder, bent down and leaned his head against hers, staring at her in the brass mirror together, and continued, "Don't worry, it's absolutely authentic, not some cheap underworld makeup. You seem... scared?"
"Isn't it normal for me to be scared?"
"That's right, you mortals are all timid. He's the same, very timid. Even though I've turned him into a puppet like the living dead, he's still afraid of ghosts, the howling mountain wind, and the lonely night."
"Qingsan, who are you talking about?"
"One of my...brothers, he's also a mortal, and he loves beauty."
Qingshan was very satisfied when he put the last golden comb on her hair.
"When you marry your husband, I'll have experience in applying red makeup for living people. Then, I'll definitely give you a much more beautiful look than this."
Outside the house, the matchmaker shouted happily: "The auspicious time has arrived! Bride, go out~"
Qingshan picked up the red veil from the tray and covered her with it, then helped her to the door. She lay on Yun Jinglu's back and was carried on his back to the sedan chair.
As soon as she went out, she smelled the rich fragrance of peach blossoms, but all the peach trees on the mountain had not bloomed last night, and most of them were still tightly closed buds.
"Brother, are the peach blossoms blooming?"
"It's open. It's just some tricks. It's not worth watching."
The word "little trick" was enough to pique her curiosity. After the sedan chair was lifted, she quietly took off her veil and lifted the corner of the curtain to look out. The sky was filled with peach blossom petals flying everywhere. All the peach trees were in bloom. It was a spectacular sight she had never seen before.
A gust of wind blew, and the curtain was blown open with a big gap. Many peach petals were blown into the sedan chair and fell on her thighs.
She picked up the petals and saw small red words printed on them. The words on each petal were different, all of them were blessings such as "grow old together", "happy marriage", and "husband and wife are united".
She wiped it and found that the petals were all crumpled and the red words could not be wiped off.
This should be the trick my brother mentioned.
But she likes it.
How wonderful it would be if Lan Zhuochi was not Lan Jinchuan's adopted son. If he was just the homeless man Zhuochi who was almost starving to death and whom she picked up in the desert, how happy she would be at this moment.
Throwing away the petals, she picked up the red veil and was about to cover herself with it, but she felt a pointed corner of folded paper under the cushion.
Pull it out, and it says:
Dearly written by my beloved wife.
When I unfolded it, there were only a few lines of text inside:
Peach petals are cut into pieces of paper to write down long-cherished wishes, and the fragrance is carried by the wind, telling the will of heaven and earth.
I only hope that your sincerity will reach the sky, and I only hope that you will have mercy on me, so that we can be together forever in this life as soon as possible.
I once asked when the wedding would be. In the fragrant month of March, the peach trees are in full bloom as promised.
Now I say this to you and you may understand, this feeling is originally tied to my spring heart.
The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
The corner of the paper suddenly caught fire, and it burned so fast that she couldn't put out the fire in time. She only had time to throw away the remaining small part to avoid burning her hands.
The paper she threw floated in the air, the flames crackling, and before her, it transformed into a palm-sized, brilliant, demonic blossom. Then, the fireworks gathered into a few words:
They are married and love each other deeply.
When the words completely disappeared, the sedan chair fell to the ground.
She hurriedly covered her head with the veil, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Lan Zhuochi reached out and handed the other end of the red silk flower to her.
He carefully led her out of the bridal sedan and onto the wedding path paved with red silk.
Although the visible area was very narrow, all she could see was the red silk in her hand and the peach blossom petals that kept floating and brushing against the back of her feet.
This road seems to have no end.
Or maybe she was too nervous.
Beside him, Lan Zhuochi suddenly asked, "Madam, can I not go forward?"
"You want to break off the engagement?"
"No. Madam, do you love me?"
Before she could answer, she heard him asking himself, "I think you love me, but not enough."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"My lady, I love you very much. I love you so much that I am willing to sacrifice my life for you."
"Yeah, I know, and I love you too."
"My dear, do you remember the red lacquer treasure chest with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in water and inlaid with mother-of-pearl among the betrothal gifts I gave you? The key is sewn into the belt of your wedding dress. Inside, there are the instructions I promised you, and the things you desire."
"All I want is you standing by my side. I don't ask for anything more. Why do you act like you're leaving your last wishes?"
"There are so many things I want to say, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them all, I'm afraid I won't have time to tell you, I'm afraid you won't understand my feelings for you."
As soon as the words fell, the red cushion for worshipping and kowtowing appeared in the narrow visual range under the veil.
The vivid embroidery of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the red futon seemed like a joke at this moment, constantly stinging her heart.
As the fortune teller shouted: "Bow to heaven and earth!"
He knelt on the red cushion without hesitation, while she was still standing beside him in a daze. She reacted before her brain could react and tried to grab his hand, but it was empty.
The matchmaker tried to smooth things over, saying, "Oh, our bride is so happy that she's lost in thought. Bride, it's time to kneel down and worship heaven and earth."
Beside her, his warm palm covered the back of her hand and gently pulled her down.
Only then did she kneel down and kowtow to heaven and earth with him.
Being helped up by him, the matchmaker shouted again: "Bow to your parents twice!"
She had no parents, and her eldest brother was like a father to her, so Yun Jinglu took the position of the father, on an equal footing with Lan Jinchuan.
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
"The newlyweds serve tea!"
According to the rules, the groom will first offer tea to the bride's parents. If the elders sitting in the hall drink the tea, it means that they accept the groom as their family member and accept the marriage.
Afterwards, the bride serves tea to the groom.
However, unexpectedly, the tea bowl broke, and some small pieces of porcelain fell at her feet.
Yun Jinglu said calmly, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Yun Jinglu's raised eyebrow smile was clearly intentional and provocative.
The spectators on the side were whispering, saying that Yun Jinglu was clearly unwilling to accept this marriage, and even more unwilling to accept the young master of the Lan family from Canghua Mountain.
Lan Zhuochi said calmly, "No problem. Come on, bring another one."
While waiting, before the tea was served, a servant rushed in and reported, "Master! All the disciples who stayed at the foot of the mountain to escort you were secretly killed by those from Canghua Mountain!"
Lan Jinchuan sneered calmly and disdainfully, "You're trying to throw dirty water on Cang Hua Mountain with empty words. Is Cang Hua Mountain really that stupid? With all the distinguished guests from the demon hunter sects here today, how could you kill your Demon Control Sect?"
Yun Jinglu pretended to rebuke him harshly, "Hu He, don't talk nonsense without evidence."
"Sect Master! Everything I said is true! I have witnesses! The Shen family of Fushou Valley, the Zhao family of Tongquetai, and the Xi family of Guimu Du, all three families have demon-catching disciples who witnessed the Canghua Mountain disciples carrying demons and injuring people and escaping! If they hadn't rescued the disciples, they would have died long ago! Sect Master! I beg you to seek justice for our fallen brothers!"
Hu He's words were fierce, filled with grief and indignation.
The three heads of the families mentioned by the audience in the hall immediately said in unison that they would call the disciples involved immediately.
Lan Jinchuan remained calm and composed.
Until the three disciples who were called in confirmed Huhe's statement.
"There's only witness testimony, no evidence. I, Cang Huashan, will never accept this damned hat."
"Who said there's no evidence? Huhe, go and get the bones."
After he finished speaking, he said to the guests, "Today, my Yuyao Sect has been framed. I ask you to send one disciple from each sect to accompany Huhe to retrieve the bones, so as to avoid that when the evidence comes out, people will accuse my Yuyao Sect of framing us.
Everyone cooperated and assigned one of their own disciples to accompany Hu He. After all, no one wanted to miss such a lively event.
"Sect Master Yun, I wonder how we can use the bones as evidence?"
"Once the bones are brought back, Sect Master Yue will understand. I explained it too thoroughly beforehand, and I'm afraid someone with ulterior motives might tamper with it. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand."
For a moment, everyone was talking about it.
"Master Lan, please send a disciple with you. To be fair, you can have your disciples from Canghua Mountain bring the bones back after you have taken them."
"Go ahead. We, the Lan clan, have never done anything like this. Sect Master Yun's sister, Yun Qique, is already the Crown Prince's favorite concubine. Commoners like us naturally can't reach your heights. However, if you have any objections to this marriage, you could have spoken up in advance. There's no need to make things so difficult for two young people. On the day of our great celebration, the wedding is halfway through, and it's been interrupted like this. Have you ever considered ruining your adopted sister Aque's wedding banquet? Will she blame you, her brother, for showing favoritism?"
"Oh, so you also know that the women of the Yun family are beyond the reach of common people like you?"
"you!"
Hu He quickly rushed back, and Yun Jinglu summoned Qingshan and asked her to burn her bones and pass away in front of everyone. At the same time, she used magic to show the last scene that the murdered disciples saw before they died when she was burning her bones and passing away.
The Lan disciple who killed them was in disguise and deliberately changed his moves when he attacked, but he inevitably revealed one or two of the Lan's unique moves.
Many sects who were happy to watch the fun sneered at it, fearing that the incident was not big enough and kept adding fuel to the fire.
After reading it, Yun Jinglu Tan Ding raised his hand to signal, and Qingshan used magic to control Lan Zhuochi in his hand.
The demon-catching skills of the Lan family and their allies were now ineffective in all group fights against Qingshan.
Even Lan Jinchuan couldn't do it himself.
"Aque! Are you dead? Still covered with your red veil, dreaming of your sweet wedding? Lift it up and see, your husband is about to be strangled to death by your brother!"
Hearing the sound, she pulled off her veil, and the red cloth caught the golden crown, causing her some pain. She simply took off the golden crown and smashed it hard on Lan Jinchuan's instep, causing him to jump in pain.
"Huhe, start the battle."
"Yes! Sect Master!"
Huhe took off the gourd hanging from his waist and walked over the eaves and walls. The yellow-brown powder in the gourd was evenly poured into the house, and his steps were disorderly.
Then, he shattered the door panel with a palm and began to expand the range of the powder to the open space outside the house.
He put his fingertips together, the magic formula changed, and the cinnabar rune in his hand suddenly lit up. The dark blue light moved along the grooves like a living thing, and condensed into a rotating light vortex at the center of the formation.
"The purple palace talisman light opens the Xun position, and the Yunqu postman delivers the master's words. Ten thousand miles away, we all follow the rhythm of the Tao and quickly drive the spiritual energy into the formation!"
Sweat broke out on Hu He's forehead, and his black robe was blown by the airflow raised by the formation. His right hand pressed on the rune in the center of the formation, and his knuckles turned white due to the exertion of force.
“Hum—”
A dull rumble echoed from the ground, and a blinding golden light suddenly erupted from the vortex, illuminating the entire valley as bright as day. Runes rose into the air, transforming into hundreds of shimmering ancient characters, connecting with each other to form a bridge of light spanning heaven and earth.
Thousands of miles away at the gate of the Yuyao Sect, dozens of figures were pulled by an invisible force and turned into light spots amid exclamations, merging into the light bridge.
A sweet, fishy taste rose in Hu He's throat, and he forced himself to suppress the surging blood. He could clearly sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy coming from the other side of the light bridge. The auras of those young disciples, some panicked, some calm, flowed along the light veins like streams merging into rivers.
When the first ray of golden light fell from the light vortex, the buzzing sound of the formation suddenly rose.
A disciple of the Demon Control Sect half-knelt on the ground, longsword in hand supporting his swaying body. Before he could fully grasp his surroundings, he was knocked off balance by the figures that followed. Then came a second, a third... Over a hundred disciples, like drops of water gushing from a spring, fell from the vortex of light one after another. Some fell directly to the ground, while others quickly regained their balance and looked around cautiously.
As the last figure stepped out of the vortex, the runes in the air suddenly disintegrated, disintegrating into a scattering of fireflies. Hu He let out a long breath, and the faint blue light at the edge of the formation receded like a tide. The Demon Control Sect disciple who had been teleported in quickly adjusted his appearance and composure and stood still.
Led by Hu He, all the disciples saluted in unison, and a resounding roar echoed: "Greetings, Sect Master—"
The sound was like thunder rolling across the sky, shaking the bronze bells on the eaves and causing the beams of the wedding hall to tremble violently. The wine cups in the hands of the guests all shook, and the wine splashed onto the scarlet felt carpet, revealing the remaining plum blossoms.
The smiles on the faces of the spectators in the hall froze instantly. Some timid female guests had already clutched their handkerchiefs and hid behind their husbands, while several elders suddenly stood up, hands on the hilts of their swords, and looked out the door.
The sound of a teacup shattering could be heard from the southwest corner. It was the Li clan leader of Qingcheng Mountain who had knocked over the cup. His bony fingers were tightly gripping the peach wood scabbard, his knuckles white as paper. "Such a massive teleportation array, and a mere disciple of the Demon Control Sect managed to create it..."
First, the big monster subdued by Yun Jinglu performed the unprecedented technique of burning bones and breaking rebirth, and then the current disciple Hu He opened the teleportation array with his own strength, and hundreds of disciples of the Demon Control Sect were sent in. This was even more unimaginable.
Everyone present was well aware of the terrifying power of the Demon Control Sect.
These monks whose life mission was to subdue demons suddenly felt their faith broken, and those sects that had participated in the murders back then smelled the burnt smell of the catastrophic disaster so clearly for the first time.
The green smoke from the incense burner seemed to solidify in mid-air. The elders of each sect all kept silent and held their breath, even their breathing seemed to tremble with caution. They were afraid of disturbing the evil spirit even the slightest rubbing of clothes. The whole hall was so quiet that the only sound was the beating of their own heartbeats.
Those who had something to hide were even more uneasy. The elder of Tianyan Sect quietly moved his chair half a foot to the corner. The rustling sound of the hem of his Taoist robe rubbing against the ground made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Huhe, search! Dig three feet underground to find those disciples of Canghua Mountain. I want them alive or dead."
"Disciple obeys the order!"
Even though Lan Jinchuan had his son who controlled the fox mind technique as his trump card, he did not dare to rashly provoke Yun Jinglu at this moment. Who knew what earth-shattering techniques and powerful monsters he was hiding quietly.
She whispered a few words into Yun Jinglu's ear, then returned to her bedroom with the maid. Following Lan Zhuochi's instructions, she retrieved the key hidden in her lapel and opened the red-lacquered, mother-of-pearl treasure chest containing a mandarin duck playing in water.
His so-called confession was the evidence of the crime that Cang Huashan committed in the bayberry forest.
She casually handed it to one of the unfamiliar waitresses from the Western Regions and instructed, "Send this quietly to Hu He. He knows what to do."
"Yes, lady."
"Let's go back."
"Yes, lady."
When they returned to the hall, the so-called murderer had been tied up and thrown in the middle of the wedding hall, with a thick gag in his mouth and his body covered in blood.
"Master Lan, do you have anything else to say?"
"I didn't order this, but they did something evil after all, so they should pay with their lives. I have no say in how Sect Master Yun handles this."
"Very good. Huhe, take him away and tie him up and bring him back to the Demon Control Sect."
Hu He was slow to respond, so another disciple stepped forward and reported, "Master! Senior Brother Hu He hasn't returned yet."
"Then I'll leave this matter to you."
"Yes! Sect Master! Disciple obeys your command."
The hall was completely silent. Yun Jinglu was leisurely drinking tea without saying a word. No one could figure out what he wanted to do, but no one dared to be the first to ask, for fear of getting into trouble.
a long time.
Hu He, carrying a worn but tightly tied bundle, hurried into the wedding hall.
He glanced at the guests in the room, and those familiar faces now looked like demons in his eyes.
Back then, it was these people who, in collusion with several other sects on Canghua Mountain, secretly plotted a horrific conspiracy. The former sect leader and his wife were brutally murdered, and the entire caravan was also killed.
But now, they are here laughing and talking, as if nothing had happened.
Hu He clutched the strap of his bundle tightly, his knuckles turning white. He walked step by step towards the main seat in the hall and kowtowed three times.
"Report to the Sect Master! I found these incriminating evidences in Sect Master Lan's secret room."
Then, he suddenly untied the bundle and dumped the contents onto the ground. There were piles of letters, blood-written letters, and some yellowed old items, each of which was like a sharp blade, piercing the eyes of everyone present.
The letters recorded in detail the planning process of the conspiracy, and the blood letter was the accusation written by the survivors with their lives.
The entire wedding hall fell silent, a pin drop audible. Everyone's faces turned pale, some panicked, while others glared at Hu He fiercely, as if wanting to devour him alive.
"Everyone, please read carefully and see clearly. Sects unrelated to this matter, after reading this, can voluntarily withdraw from Canghua Mountain within one stick of incense. After one stick of incense, everyone remaining within the boundaries of Canghua Mountain will die!"
Upon hearing this, all the sects that had not participated in the incident quickly picked up the evidence on the ground, took a quick look through it, and then fled from Canghua Mountain as fast as they could.
And those murderers who wanted to escape were all killed by the disciples of the Demon Control Sect outside.
Those who did not escape also united together and worked together to fight against Yun Jinglu.
With death imminent, the masterminds no longer feared him and began to act in their own way.
Those who were not aware of the situation begged for mercy, all giving similar reasons: ignorance is not a crime, and not participating is even more so.
"You have enjoyed the wealth, power, and even status stained with the blood of my Demon Control Sect, and now you must die together. You chose the wrong sect, and you know who to blame in Hell. Not only do you deserve death, but I will also kill all those of you who remain in the sect, even if they are the dogs who have eaten a grain of rice from your sect. And your biggest mistake is not to eliminate the roots."
He immediately issued a death order. The entire Canghua Mountain was filled with blood, wailing and screaming, and the noise gave him a headache.
He could not be happy or satisfied at all after his great revenge was achieved. Even if he cut them into pieces, it would not be able to quell his hatred.
Lan Jinchuan fought stubbornly and used his trump card Shadow Killing Technique.
As the figure emerged from behind him, Yun Jinglu teleported and pierced his chest with his bare hands, pulling out his heart.
Lan Jinchuan vomited blood and died on the spot.
"I've been patient for years, not killing you, so that I can finally put you to good use. Do you really think you can stop a chariot with your bare hands? Chen Hu, go to hell and confess your sins to my parents. You'd better pray that you don't run into me again in your next life."
He picked up her red veil and wiped the blood off his hands. Suddenly, the shadow of a nine-tailed fox slowly appeared on Lan Zhuochi, who was controlled by the green umbrella and could not speak or move.
The shadow slowly grew larger, as terrifyingly large as the mighty power described in the storybooks.
However, it was too late, everyone was dead.
Before Yun Jinglu could be hurt at all, the shadow of the nine-tailed fox behind him was strangled by the neck by the shadow of a big hand.
At the same time, Lan Zhuochi also felt suffocated and in pain.
"Lan Zhuochi, don't dream of revenge. You are just a mortal who can only use the Burning Life skill as a trump card. You can't defeat me."
Seeing him dying, she felt extremely sad, but she still maintained a calm expression on her face, standing calmly behind Yun Jinglu, watching him lose signs of life bit by bit, her eyes warm and moist, and her heart ached.
The big hand floating in the air clenched slightly, and the shadow of the nine-tailed fox was squeezed into a bubble.
The green umbrella lost its power and Lan Zhuochi fell heavily to the ground.
Yun Jinglu gave him a breath.
His eyes were blurred with blood and he could no longer see her clearly. He could only roughly determine her location.
"Aque..."
Yun Jinglu stepped hard on the back of his hand, "Are you worthy of calling my wife Ah Que?"
"Your wife? Ah Que...he said..."
She answered quickly: "Yes, it's what you think."
"A Que...you lied to me..."
"I answered you from the beginning. That night, I asked you, Lan Zhuochi, aren't you afraid that I called him here to set up a trap to harm you and Cang Huashan? Aren't you afraid that I would go with him and leave you at the wedding banquet? You still ask me if I would? I answered you then, I would. How can it be a lie?"
"I'm not talking about this. I'm talking about why you deceived my love... I believe in you and love you with all my heart, but you..."
Before he could finish his words, Lan Zhuochi spat out a mouthful of blood. Knowing his body was at the end of its strength, he summoned his last strength to form a spell and chant, "The talisman carries the Heavenly Order, the formation absorbs the Mysterious Yuan, the evil spirits are repelled, and the curse kills Qi Yuan."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the wedding dress on her body was as hot as a burning coal. The extreme burning pain made her unable to stand steadily. She fell to the ground, curled up, and rolled around in pain.
Lan Zhuochi is dead.
At the moment of death, those eyes filled with blood were still staring at her.
Yun Jinglu tried everything but couldn't stop the killing curse that Lan Zhuochi had cast on her. Yun Jinglu held her and teleported to the center of the teleportation array, letting her lie flat.
"Qingsan! Summon Ju Yue immediately!"
The peach trees around were rotting and withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Integer petals fell off at the same time, were swept into the sky by the wind and fell down, as if it was raining petals.
The general meaning of the poem on the paper he had hidden in the sedan came to mind:
I wrote my wish on a peach blossom petal. Every time the wind blows, I tell it to the heavens and earth. I only hope that heaven and earth will see my sincerity and grant me my wish. You once asked me why I waited until next March to marry you. Do you understand my feelings now, my beloved wife?
The petals filled with his wishes had rotted and disappeared before they even fell to the ground.
Her lips were bitten by herself and her mouth was full of blood.
Yun Jinglu forced her mouth open and stuffed her arm into his mouth for him to bite.
Before Ju Yue arrived, she died in pain in front of him.
The moment her soul fell into darkness, she heard Yun Jinglu's crying and crying getting farther and farther away.
She felt her soul become very light and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Wake up again.
She stood in the sea of life where wisps of clouds and mist gathered.
All the memories flooded into her mind at once.
Just like when she returned from her first life, she saw Heng Jin at first sight.
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