Chapter 10: The Mountain Locks the Ancient Temple and the Forest of Hanging Corpses
The two ran back to the Minguang Temple. However, the area behind the main hall was empty. Where a group of brides had stood just now, there was only a mess of red veils on the ground.
Seeing this, Xie Lian thought to himself, "Not good, not good, I'm going to die." He quickly picked up the veil from the ground. Just as he finished, he heard screams coming from outside the temple. The two of them looked out the window and saw a dozen women in scarlet wedding dresses forming a circle, slowly approaching the group of villagers.
The faces of these women were all blue, with smiles on their faces and their hands raised forward. They were the bodies of the brides!
Seeing them getting closer and closer, no one could remain calm. They didn't care about grabbing the bandaged boy and ran away. Xiaoying hurried over to help him. Xie Lian said helplessly, "Don't run!" He didn't know how many times he had said this tonight. Every time something happened, he would say it at least thirty or forty times. However, there were always people who turned a deaf ear to it. It was really helpless. He waved his hand, and Ruo Xie Ling flew into the sky. He casually made a hand gesture, and Ruo Xie Ling began to spin in the air by itself, like a fairy dancing wildly, which was very eye-catching. The brides saw that there was a very active thing spinning happily here, and its tail twitched them from time to time. Many of them were attracted over here, and seven were attracted by the smell of blood in the depths of the forest and slowly jumped over there. Xie Lian said, "Catch up with Nanfeng, don't let them go down the mountain!"
Needless to say, Nan Feng had already caught up. The two brides attacked Xie Lian, their fingers were bright red, their nails were sharp. Xie Lian took out the red veil he had just picked up from the ground, and suddenly threw it with both hands. The two veils flew out and covered the two brides' heads. Their movements instantly became sluggish.
As expected, the thick red veil covered the eyes and nose of the bride’s corpse, so no one could see or smell the human figure. And because their bodies were stiff, they couldn’t bend their arms to take off the veil. They could only stretch out their hands and touch and scratch everywhere, as if they were playing hide-and-seek with others. This scene was really scary and funny. Xie Lian stood in front of them and waved his hand tentatively in front of the two brides. Seeing that they were touching in another direction blankly, he thought for a while and finally couldn’t help but said, “Excuse me.” He grabbed the two arms and put their claws on each other’s necks.
The two brides suddenly felt something and were shocked. They couldn't see what it was, so they started to fight each other fiercely. Xie Lian ran away quickly, raised his hand again, and the evil silk flew away like a white rainbow, silently falling on the ground to form a big white ring. He said to the people who were fleeing in all directions: "Everyone get into the circle!"
A group of people ran and hesitated, but Xiaoying quickly helped the bandaged boy stand in. After thinking for a while, she ran out again and dragged the unconscious Xiao Pengtou in. At this time, a bride jumped to the edge of the white circle and stretched out her claws to grab, but it seemed as if she was suddenly separated by an invisible wall. Xiaoying found that she couldn't jump in, so she shouted: "Everyone come in quickly, they can't get into this circle!"
Seeing this, everyone rushed over again. Fortunately, Xie Lian had allowed Ruo Xie Ling to grow several times taller beforehand, so the circle was big enough, otherwise, they would have worried that someone would be squeezed out. The brides couldn't jump into the circle, and knowing they couldn't move this side, they all turned around and screamed at Xie Lian.
Xie Lian had been waiting for a long time. He took out a handful of veils from his sleeves. Four or five pieces of red cloth flew up and down, left and right, forward and backward in his hands. He kept moving his feet and hands, covering each one accurately. When he found a bride, he began to grope slowly like a blind man feeling an elephant. His veil was really spinning so fast that it was dazzling. He tossed it back and forth between his hands with ease, and it flew into several red shadows in the air. Everyone in the white circle couldn't help but cheer: "Good!" "Awesome, really amazing." "You must have practiced this skill!"
After hearing this, Xie Lian blurted out habitually, "It's OK, it's OK. Those who have money can show their support with money, and those who don't can show their support with their presence... Hmm???" As soon as he said this, he realized something was wrong, and he actually blurted out the words he had said in the acrobatic class before, so he quickly stopped talking. While he was talking, a few more brides jumped up, some jumped more than seven feet high, some jumped more than thirty feet away, and instantly came to him with a foul smell. Xie Lian tapped his feet and flew out. In the air, he quickly recited the spiritual command three times, and said, "Spiritual text, Lingwen knows everything! Let me ask you a question, do you know if the Northern Martial God General Mingguang has any confidantes?"
Lingwen's voice sounded beside his ears, saying, "Your Highness, why are you asking this?"
Xie Lian said, “I’m in a bit of a critical situation right now. To be honest, there are a dozen dead men chasing me.”
Lingwen: "Ah? So miserable???"
Xie Lian: “Not bad. So is there one? I know this question is rather private and difficult to answer, so I won’t ask it in the spiritual communication array. The mission requirements must not be disclosed.”
Ling Wen said: "Your Highness, you misunderstood. It's not that this question is difficult to answer, but Old Pei has too many female confidantes. You suddenly asked this question, and I didn't know which one you were asking for a while."
Xie Lian almost stumbled as he said, “Okay. Then among General Pei’s female confidantes, is there a woman who is possessive, jealous, or has some kind of disability?”
Lingwen said: "Now that you mention it, I do remember someone."
Xie Lian sent out two more veils, which drew cheers. He turned around, bowed, and said, “Tell me!”
Ling Wen said: "Before Lao Pei ascended to heaven, he was a general. On the battlefield, he met a female general from the enemy country. She was very beautiful and fierce. Her name was Xuan Ji."
Xie Lian said, “Yes, Xuan Ji.”
Ling Wen continued, "General Pei is a man who, when he sees a beautiful woman, will go after her even if she holds a knife to his neck. This woman led her troops to fight him, and was defeated by him."
Xuan Ji was taken prisoner and escorted to the enemy camp. She wanted to commit suicide on the spot when the garrison was not prepared. However, she failed to do so and was saved by a general who cut off the three-foot-long blade with a sword. The elegant general Pei of the enemy country was the later ascended general Mingguang.
General Pei, firstly, was a man who always cherished women. Secondly, the outcome of the war was already decided. Even if the war continued, there was no chance of a reversal, so he let Xuan Ji go. It was easy to imagine what would happen if the two of them went on for a while. At this time, a bride grabbed Xie Lian's right leg and clenched her fingers, almost piercing the flesh. He was about to kick her, but found that he could only kick her in the face from this angle. He thought that he couldn't hit the girl in the face, so he changed his position and kicked her shoulder instead. He then threw another veil back and said, "It sounds like a beautiful story."
Lingwen said: "It's a beautiful story. But the bad thing is that Xuanji must be with General Pei for the rest of her life."
Xie Lian took two steps and leapt up to the rooftop. He looked down at the five or six brides who were approaching him. He wiped his sweat and said, “It’s not wrong for a woman to want to be with someone for the rest of her life.”
Ling Wen said, "That's right, but the two countries are at war, and the battlefield is ruthless. Originally, the two of them agreed that it was a fleeting marriage, one that we both agreed on, and that it would last forever. We only talked about love and not the war. And to be honest, Old Pei is a person who is lucky enough not to have a threesome with you."
“…”
"Xuan Ji is a noble lady from a military family, and she has a very fierce temper. If she wants something, she will never let it go even if she dies..."
“Wait a minute!” Xie Lian asked, “First tell me, is Xuan Ji disabled? Where is she disabled?”
"It's her..." Lingwen's voice stopped abruptly at this point.
It was really annoying. Every time he heard the key points, he would use up all the mana he borrowed. It seemed that next time he would ask the key points right from the beginning. While flying and leaping, Xie Lian quickly reorganized his thoughts: If the bandaged boy was not the ghost groom, and this group of villagers had confirmed with each other that there was no ghost groom among them, then the only place left to hide and blend in was the pile of seventeen brides!
When he sneaked in, the ghost groom could not tell at a glance that the number was wrong. Conversely, when the ghost groom sneaked in, he also could not tell at a glance that there was an extra body. If you think about it carefully, after Ruo Xie Ling injured the ghost groom, he only saw a ball of black fog rolling towards the woods, and there was no guarantee that there must be someone in the black fog. In fact, I am afraid that at that time, when he ran out of the temple gate to chase, the ghost groom was still in the black smoke in the room, brushed past him, returned to the back of the temple, hid in the leaves in the forest, and sneaked into the bodies of the brides.
Then, the "ghost groom" is not a "groom" but a "bride" - a woman wearing a wedding dress!
Since she is a woman, many things can be inferred, for example, why there is no Mingguang Temple in the area of Yujun Mountain. It is not that the locals do not want to build it, but that they cannot build it. Xiaoying said, "Every time we want to build a Mingguang Temple, there will always be a fire for no reason during the construction." This does not sound like a coincidence, it can only be set on fire intentionally. Why set fire to the temple? Usually, it is because of hatred, but there is another Mingguang Temple in Yujun Mountain that is blocked by a maze. No one comes, but the statues in the temple are very well carved and well preserved. Why? The ghost bride herself wears a wedding dress, but she can't bear to see a woman wearing a wedding dress with a smile on her face when passing by Yujun Mountain. Why?
Putting all these things together, Xie Lian could not think of any other answer except jealousy and possessiveness. And if the strange sound of a thick cloth wrapped around a wooden stick dragging a heavy object was really footsteps, Xie Lian could only think of one possibility!
He had already covered all the brides who were chasing him with veils. Xie Lian finally landed, took a deep breath, calmed himself, and stood up to count.
One, two, three, four… ten.
Seven brides jumped into the woods, and were chased by the south wind. Ten brides were covered with veils again by him, and they are all here. Then, there is one more, who has not appeared yet.
At this moment, he heard the familiar "dong dong" and "dong dong" sounds coming from behind him.
Xie Lian turned around slowly, and an extremely short figure came into his sight.
He took a deep breath and thought, "It is true."
The short woman in front of me, wearing a red wedding dress, did not look happy, but rather miserable.
But the reason why she was short was not because she was short, but because she was kneeling on the ground.
Her leg bones were broken, but her calves were not amputated, so she walked on her knees using her two kneecaps.
The strange "dong dong" sound he heard was the sound of her hopping and walking on the ground, dragging her two broken legs.