The Ghost Insists on Giving Me a Beautiful and Powerful Wife! - Chapter 39.1

Yu Ruoyin and Nan He walked for a while, relying on the flickering streetlights to illuminate the path beneath their feet. They hadn’t reached the sacrificial altar yet when the streetlights suddenly changed color. A dark crimson light shone through the glass (cover), and a faint green light flickered in the center.

The green light sandwiched between the red lights created a bizarre color that made Yu Ruoyin’s heart pound.

She had a bad feeling.

Nan He probably felt the same and instantly grabbed her sleeve: “Xiao Yu, be careful.”

“Okay.” Yu Ruoyin nodded with extreme caution, silently gripping her white jade bone brush tighter.

Neither of them knew what was at the sacrificial altar.

The closer they got to the altar, the more vigilant they had to be.

Since this barrier could grant so many ghosts strength beyond that of fierce ghosts, the mastermind behind it must not be simple.

Perhaps a black shadow would suddenly dart out and swallow both her and Nan He at the same time.

Yu Ruoyin was distracted by these thoughts. Before she could reach a conclusion, a familiar wedding music suddenly sounded in her ears. The loud, celebratory music was particularly jarring in the night, mixed with several mournful screams.

“Sounds like someone is there.” Nan He was born from a Buddhist painting and was a spirit with a sense of justice. Hearing the screams, she instinctively wanted to approach.

If it were before meeting the female corpse, Yu Ruoyin might have followed her, but now she had learned her lesson.

She grabbed Nan He: “Wait.”

The screams grew louder, sounding like the voices of Zhuang Huaishu and Zhuang Ciyue.

Yu Ruoyin felt momentarily distracted, while Nan He was already getting anxious: “It sounds like Grandma Zhuang and the others!”

She pulled Yu Ruoyin toward the source of the sound, gradually stopping in front of a small Western-style building. The sound was coming from inside the building.

Nan He was holding Yu Ruoyin’s sleeve and about to lead her in. Yu Ruoyin, having recovered her senses, held tightly to Nan He’s sleeve: “Are you sure that’s Sister Yue and Grandma Zhuang inside?”

Zhuang Huaishu and Zhuang Ciyue were supposed to be delaying the ghosts, so they should be behind them.

Appearances could be imitated, and sounds should also be imitable.

Nan He heard her question and gradually became uncertain of the answer.

She tried hard to sense their auras, but in this place dense with Yin energy, individual auras were too faint, and she really couldn’t sense anything immediately. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have taken her so long to find Yu Ruoyin earlier: “No, not sure…”

Seeing that Nan He couldn’t be sure, Yu Ruoyin tugged at Nan He and retreated.

Not only were there screams in the small Western-style building, but also wedding music.

The source of the loud, celebratory music seemed to be inside. Yu Ruoyin pricked up her ears to listen again. The screams suddenly disappeared, leaving only the eerie wedding music.

The bad feeling intensified.

Yu Ruoyin gripped Nan He’s sleeve tightly and turned to run.

Suddenly, the door of the small Western-style building swung open, and a gust of Yin wind blew out, carrying sheets of white (double happiness/wedding) characters.

The dense white wedding papers stuck to their bodies. Yu Ruoyin felt her limbs gradually becoming heavy, and her ghost-transformed body was surprisingly difficult to move even an inch.

The red jade fruit on her chest lit up, and flames burned from her chest, instantly engulfing the white wedding papers. However, more papers immediately surged out and instantly stuck to Yu Ruoyin’s body again, pressing her down and making her unable to move.

Nan He next to her was in no better state. Nan He was also completely covered in the white wedding papers. Her Buddha-spirit fire burned off one layer, only for another to immediately take its place.

The endless white wedding papers flew out faster and faster, and the paper wrapped around their bodies grew thicker and thicker. This time, even Yu Ruoyin’s eyes and mouth were sealed. As the last bit of light disappeared, Yu Ruoyin looked up and saw that a moon had appeared in the barrier at some point—a pale red moon.

“Mmm…” Wrapped in thick white wedding papers, Yu Ruoyin’s entire body was pressed backward.

Although she couldn’t see, she could feel her body flying backward.

If nothing else, they must have been pulled into the small Western-style building. Yu Ruoyin was very uneasy. She struggled hard, but it was no use.

Her wriggling body couldn’t shake off the white wedding papers wrapped around her. In fact, the more she struggled, the tighter the papers wrapped around her.

“Xiao Yu.”

Nan He’s voice sounded, and the white wedding papers on Yu Ruoyin were ripped open.

She gradually regained her sight and saw Nan He, who had already broken free from the papers.

They were indeed dragged into the small Western-style building and were currently standing in a room.

As Nan He helped her get rid of the white wedding papers, Yu Ruoyin cautiously surveyed the room.

There were no fierce, terrifying ghosts in the room, nor any living people. The room was large but empty, and the only furniture was a large bed.

The walls were covered everywhere with white characters, and the sheets and bedding were also covered with the white papers. The sheets and bedding were red, and the bed itself was clean, but the floor was covered in densely packed corpses.

The corpses all had wide, terrified eyes.

Their eyeballs were practically popping out of their sockets, looking like people who had died from extreme shock.

The people were of all ages—old and young, beautiful and ugly—but they were all women, and their clothing and makeup were all a bit peculiar.

They were all wrapped in ropes meant for warding off evil and wearing strings of beads meant for protection against disaster.

However, those protective items were almost all shattered.

The Yin energy on these corpses was very thick, so thick that it was somewhat strange. After death, the bodies remained soft for a long time, but their skin surfaces had condensed into blood droplets that slowly dripped onto the floor.

The number of corpses was astonishing, at least thirty-something. Many were piled on top of each other, making counting difficult.

The room’s floor was already covered in blood. Because enough time had passed, some of the blood had congealed, looking like blocks of blood tofu.

Yu Ruoyin and the others were currently standing on this soft blood tofu. A little force could crush the blood clots and splatter blood all over them.

Nan He floated using her spiritual energy, and Yu Ruoyin also used her Yin energy to lighten her body as much as possible. Only then did she dare to move slowly in the room.

Yu Ruoyin slowly moved to one of the female corpses. She took several deep breaths before having the courage to extend her trembling hand to touch the female corpse.

She found a talisman paper in the corpse’s pocket. Although Yu Ruoyin’s current skill level was not high, she was at least an initiated practitioner. Staring at the talisman paper for a while, she recognized it—it was a Daoist ‘Yin Dispersing Talisman,’ generally used for those possessed by ghosts.

This kind of talisman paper was usually burned to ashes and mixed with water to drink for the quickest effect. Why would it be worn as a pendant?

Yu Ruoyin suppressed her confusion and boldly walked to another corpse.

The blood tofu under her feet was soft and fragile. Every step she took gave her a strong sense of guilt and discomfort, so she was extra careful and moved very slowly.

It took her a while to successfully touch another female corpse. This time, she didn’t find the Yin Dispersing Talisman. Instead, she pulled out a Daoist ‘Yang Gathering Talisman’ strung on a red string from the corpse’s neck. This kind of talisman paper, like the Yin Dispersing Talisman, was generally used for those possessed by ghosts. Of course, it was also used for people with extremely low Yang energy, as low Yang energy makes one susceptible to illness and seeing ghosts.

However, the Yang Gathering Talisman was also more effective when burned to ashes and mixed with water.

Yu Ruoyin had an inkling of a guess. She called out to Nan He: “Nan He, search the other corpses to see if there are any talisman papers like these.”

She still had the coffin on her back, and even with her ghost-transformed body lightened, she wasn’t as mobile as Nan He.

Nan He quickly searched the thirty-something corpses and indeed found quite a few talisman papers.

With her search, Yu Ruoyin also successfully counted the number of corpses in the room.

There were a total of thirty-nine corpses. Every person had a Yin Dispersing Talisman, or a Yang Gathering Talisman, and some even had both talisman papers. Without exception, they were all worn close to the body.

Yu Ruoyin also guessed their identity. She pressed down on her trembling hand: “Nan He, they should all be spirit mediums.”

“Spirit mediums?”

“Yes.”

Only spirit mediums, who communicate between the living and the dead, were all women and would wear both Yin Dispersing Talismans and Yang Gathering Talismans.

Because spirit mediums use their bodies as a vessel for ghosts to possess them for a long time, allowing the deceased to communicate with the living, their spiritual energy is very low. To keep their bodies healthy and not be burdened by Yin energy, they would wear protective items. However, because they need to attract ghosts to possess them, their own Yang energy couldn’t be too abundant, so the Yang Gathering Talisman and Yin Dispersing Talisman would only be worn close to the body, not burned to ashes and mixed into water to drink.

“Lu Qichun!”

Nan He was a little flustered upon hearing ‘spirit medium.’ She was afraid Lu Qichun was among them. Just as she was about to search each one, she remembered that she had already searched most of them.

She quickly walked over to Yu Ruoyin and looked at the two corpses Yu Ruoyin had searched.

Confirming it wasn’t Lu Qichun’s face, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Ruoyin patted Nan He’s shoulder: “Don’t worry, Lu Qichun isn’t here. But…”

Even if Lu Qichun wasn’t in this room, she shouldn’t be too far away.

They had also seen a small Western-style building like this when they were confused by the ghost energy before. At that time, Lu Qichun and Mei Jingwan’s wedding photo was placed at the entrance of the building.

If this small Western-style building was real and not an illusion, then the two brides getting married today should both be here.

But… why did the mastermind kill so many spirit mediums? And what scared them to death?

Ghosts?

But spirit mediums are people who deal with the Yin world and frequently interact with ghosts. They are different from timid people like her, so how could they be easily scared to death?

Lu Qichun is also a spirit medium. Why didn’t Lu Qichun die, but instead is going to marry an underworld messenger?

Could it be that… Lu Qichun is really the mastermind?

She’s after Mei Jingwan?

Yu Ruoyin found this thought of hers absurd. She had seen too many bloody scenes today, and she was so frightened her mind was muddled.

Yu Ruoyin was adjusting her breathing, but she gradually realized she was having trouble breathing.

It turned out that her ghost-transformed body was slowly returning to normal, and her half-human, half-ghost body wasn’t getting the air it needed.

The air in this room was not circulating.

“Ah!” Nan He’s scream drew Yu Ruoyin’s attention. Yu Ruoyin looked toward Nan He and saw that the hand Nan He had touched the corpse with was actually radiating black energy. Golden patterns floated in her palm, clearly trying to disperse the black energy. Unexpectedly, after the golden patterns appeared, the corpses rushed more Corpse Qi toward her.

It wasn’t just Corpse Qi; the blood tofu on the ground was shaken open by the Buddhist energy, slowly spreading and turning into flowing black blood that surged toward Nan He.

Corpse blood and foul, turbid air are most effective at destroying Buddhist energy. Coupled with the immersion in dead blood, it might have been manageable in an open area, but in this completely sealed room, Nan He had nowhere to dodge.

Nan He also realized that her spiritual energy was depleting extremely fast in this place. She pushed hard with both palms, and a burst of golden fire ignited.

The spiritual flame burned, and the murky, foul blood released thick black smoke.

The black smoke swarmed toward Yu Ruoyin, squeezing into her nostrils. The pungent, unpleasant odor made Yu Ruoyin instinctively raise her hand.

Before she could touch her nose, her palm felt a chill.

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