The power of the arm was tremendous, and I couldn't react at all...
No, the intangible force gripped me, leaving me with no chance to react...
The strong force lifted it up.
My feet left the ground, and I was lifted straight up by that arm!
"Appear as a god!" The alarming cry of Fan Ying echoed in my ears.
She rushed towards me fiercely!
But, time seemed to slow down, and though her figure was moving, she didn't come closer to me immediately...
White mist, as if it had become faster, twisted figures suddenly rushed into the bamboo pavilion!
Those silhouettes directly enveloped Fan Ying.
The next second, the white mist surged backward, and Fan Ying vanished without a trace...
All of this, was noticed by Yu Guang.
My sight, is mostly focused straight ahead.
My whole head is buzzing.
That delicate, white arm... is a woman's!
A corpse stood up from the coffin!
It's the ghost of the Corpse Fairy resurrecting that allowed it to grab my neck!
She, woke up!
The red cloth was slowly sliding down...
The top had completely fallen down, revealing the neck and shoulder.
White and creamy, amazingly so.
The clavicle is even more delicate and beautiful, and further down... another shade of red...
Blindingly bright red...
What's buzzing inside me, is not just these...
It's the empty space on her long neck.
There is no head!
My heart felt as if it was tightly gripped by a hand!
My breathing gradually became difficult!
The hand was squeezing tighter, making my breathing even more difficult...
A headless woman!?
No, the soul of the headless woman is sealed inside the sealing spear!
Is this... her skeletal remains!?
The corpse fairy in the mountain of coffins, is actually the body of the headless woman!
Old Qin, what sort of safeguard have you given me?
But obviously, the safeguard is the soul of the headless woman.
This corpse fairy resurrecting, doesn't recognize me at all!
My breathing is too difficult, my lungs are almost devoid of air.
The marriage contract slipped out of my hand and fell to the ground.
My hands are tightly grasping the fingers of the "corpse fairy," trying to break them apart!
But... her hand was ice-cold, like an iron bar, and I couldn't break it apart...
Not only could I not break it apart, but her fingers were also closing tighter, and I felt like my throat was about to break...
The red cloth fell into the coffin completely, revealing the body of the corpse fairy that made any man's blood boil and women feel ashamed.
"It's over!"
"He's dead!"
"The wife kills her husband!"
"The wife kills her husband!"
Old Gong bellowed loudly, his voice shrill and piercing!
My head suddenly buzzed loudly.
I glanced at the side and saw that the top of Old Gong's head appeared hazy and not completely condensed.
His appearance was particularly ferocious!
The screams were equally hollow!
His hand, without strength, fell down from his neck.
I felt dizzy, and blackness surged before my eyes, death was just a breath away.
The feeling of coldness rushed back...
This familiar feeling... the earth's qi is coming!
My body trembled again.
Don't let the earth's qi appear!
Although I don't know what Old Qin actually did to have the soul of the corpse fairy, the headless woman, come protect me!
But now, the corpse fairy doesn't recognize me; she only has enmity and a desire to kill me!
If the earth's qi comes out, it will eat this corpse fairy!
The corpse fairy is the body of the headless woman, which must affect the headless woman!
It could even cause her soul to be scattered!
Thinking of this, I trembled again, and with the help of an unknown willpower, I felt a surge of strength!
The veins on my neck bulged.
A muffled groan was forced out through the gaps between my teeth and nostrils!
My shaking hand reached into my pocket and pulled out a slender finger!
I didn't choose the organization of pottery people, because I'm not sure of its effectiveness, and I'm afraid it might harm the corpse fairy!
The finger is another lifeline given to me by Old Qin.
Since both the headless woman and the finger are meant to protect my backhand, perhaps, if they were to touch each other, there might be a chance for a turnaround?
Shaking again, I raised my hand and was about to insert the finger into my mouth!
The corpse fairy didn't make any extra movements, nor did she hinder me; she just kept applying pressure, making my breathing increasingly difficult!
Perhaps, it's because she doesn't have a lot of souls on her body.
Most of the souls are from the headless woman, and there's only a small amount left in her body.
Otherwise, her body couldn't have resurrected.
At this moment, Old Gong's head completely condensed.
He wailed sharply: "Eight defeat widow, danger! Danger!"
I didn't understand that sentence at all.
"Compass! Compass!" Old Gong screamed again.
My body jolted sharply.
Compass?
My shaking hand raised, then released the fingers, and the slender finger fell into my sleeve.
I reached into my pocket again with my other hand.
A ceramic disc was taken out!
Without hesitation, I directly slapped the ceramic compass towards the corpse fairy's neck!
The corpse fairy's neck is slender, and the ceramic compass just covers the face of her neck.
A soft buzzing sound, the central needle spun rapidly.
My hand on my neck suddenly released...
My feet landed, and the sensation of softness flowing through my body nearly made me stumble.
I braced myself against the edge of the coffin, just managing to stay upright.
The corpse fairy's arms hung at her sides, and she didn't move.
My heart was thumping.
Old Gong's mouth was wide open, and he was also gasping for breath, as if he had been quite frightened.
I didn't immediately retreat. My gaze shifted from the corpse fairy, and I turned to look at the spot where Xiao Ying had disappeared earlier.
It must be that the corpse fairy resurrected, and the white mist came in, so Xiao Ying probably also got dragged into the bloodthirsty prison of dreams.
And there was also an intuition telling me that it was because the soul in the corpse fairy was too little, that's why she was so sluggish and dull?
Or is it because she never woke up? Most of her consciousness is still in the bloodthirsty prison?
Lowering my head, I lowered my hands, and the slender finger fell into my palm.
Old Gong's earlier shout of "the eight-defeated widow" gave me a creepy feeling, just from the name itself.
Does this finger belong to the "eight-defeated widow"?
First of all, I can definitely rule out Liu widow...
Old Qin wouldn't be that boring.
What kind of ghost or corpse is the "eight-defeated widow"?
My thoughts fluctuated for a moment before settling down.
I retracted my finger and picked up the marriage certificate on the ground.
I tried to calm my breathing, and sweat still beaded on my forehead.
If Xiao Ying's deduction is wrong, and the marriage certificate can't break through the nightmare prison, then the trouble will truly be great...
The cold feeling keeps piercing into my finger.
I opened the cover of the marriage certificate.
The vertical script was delicate and neat.
The format is from right to left, and the first vertical line writes "Engagement Certificate".
The second line and onwards is a set of vows.
Honorably, with the common witness of the sun, moon, and stars.
Yes, to be together in appearance and never separate or abandon each other.
I wish, to live a peaceful and prosperous life together.
I swear, once we hold hands, we will fly together for a hundred years.
I hereby request, to be respectful towards each other, and to spend a century in peace and contentment.
You hereby request, to be simple and ordinary, to be with you until we are both old.
I can't keep up with the description. Although this vow is only lingering in front of my eyes, it feels like it's deeply ingrained in my mind, as if it's always been there, part of my memory.
There are also the names of the male and female parties on the vow's recto.
The male party's name is Luoxian Shen!
The female party's name is Qi Youyou.
My head buzzed with a loud noise, not just surprise, but also absurdity!
