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Chapter 115 Even his father-in-law and mother-in-law aren't spared?

Chapter 115 Even his father-in-law and mother-in-law aren't spared? (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking subscriptions! Seeking book recommendations!)

What should have been a "soul-swapping ritual" led by the ghost bride now seemed to have become a trap she had walked right into!

When the ghost bride realized something was wrong and tried to back away, it was too late!
The phantom of the soul-hooking rope on the coffin lid suddenly shot out, as if piercing through the barrier of the coffin wall, and grabbed her, dragging her forcefully into the coffin!
"boom!"

Su Ling'er's pupils constricted as she looked.

No! ! !
Is it...

On the coffin lid, the patterns of Black and White Impermanence returned to their original positions, and countless inscriptions and the faces of the demons disappeared.

Su Ling'er felt a sudden weight fall beside her, followed by a muffled thud.

Outside, the disciples of the Guixi Sect wore joyful smiles as they walked through the funeral procession.

"We've captured one of the Ghost Bride Palu! Congratulations!"

"From what we can see, this vengeful ghost possesses the ability to teleport short distances and influence the material world."

"In the future, we can send it directly to transport spirit stones on some difficult mountain roads or in places blocked by landslides within the sect. The efficiency will definitely be very high!"

[The Ghostly Bride - Li Ruolan] (Already included)
[Name]: Li Ruolan, the Resentful Marriage

[Type]: Vengeful Ghost
[Cultivation Level]: Approximately equal to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment

【Ode to the Yin Spirit - Ruolan】

Adorned in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, she awaits her lord's arrival; red candles weep tears, and the mirror is veiled in dust.

A promise made in vain, now only bones remain; on the Stone of Three Lifetimes, resentment blooms.

On this auspicious day, the whole city knew that the young master of the Li family would marry Ruolan, the most beautiful woman in the city.

She sat gracefully before the mirror, applying makeup to her eyebrows and lips, her red makeup more vibrant than fire.

The auspicious time had arrived, but the wedding procession was nowhere to be seen.

One day, two days... ten days.

Rumors spread that the young master of the Li family was already terminally ill and had died.

Ruolan didn't believe it. She kept her wedding dress and the marriage certificate, waiting day after day.

My body grew weaker day by day, and bowls of medicine were brought in, only to cool down one after another.

On her deathbed, she saw a figure standing before her bed, sighing softly.

"Girl, all your efforts will ultimately be in vain."

"He won't be coming."

With her last bit of strength, Ruolan grabbed the red veil beside her.

"I...I just want to...marry him..."

The figure said softly:

"Since you are so determined, I will help you along the way."

"Would you be willing to relinquish this physical body and, with your undying vengeful spirit, create a wedding banquet that will never end?"

She looked at the man and nodded slowly.

"I...will..."

As the sound faded, life was extinguished.

When she opened her eyes again, the world was blood-red, except for her wedding dress, which remained bright red.

……

The group discussed what they could do with the newly captured evil spirit, Palu.

Su Ling'er listened to these remarks that even ghosts were being exploited, but felt no joy at surviving such a calamity.

Her face turned pale.

The whole world seemed to fall silent, and vision was frozen once again.

She turned her head stiffly and looked to her side.

By the pale red light filtering through the hole and the eerie glow of the inscriptions inside the jade coffin, she could see her "new neighbor".

It was a complete skeleton bride dressed in a bright red wedding gown...

It lay right beside me, shoulder to shoulder.

Before anyone knew it, the phoenix crown and red veil had fallen off. Just as Su Ling'er looked over, the skull of the ghost bride suddenly spun around.

She looked at the only living person in the coffin!
Face to face.

Su Ling'er felt like she was about to stop breathing.

Those dark, hollow eye sockets seemed to devour her very soul!
That gaping mouth seemed to be emitting a silent shriek at her!
Waaaaaahh ...
Su Ling'er was almost paralyzed with fear.

No way? !

So close!

I'm going to die!

What are you doing?!
Why did you bring this thing in here?!

dying! dying!
Just as the ghost bride was about to make a move, the intricate patterns on the jade coffin suddenly lit up!
The Black and White Impermanence and the Netherworld Ghost Mask seemed to come back to life, suppressing the intruding evil spirit.

The vengeful bride was imprisoned in place, unable to move at all, and completely unable to do anything to the only living person in the coffin—Su Ling'er.

However, Su Ling'er did not get any respite from this.

Because...it's too close!

He was in the same coffin as a vengeful ghost's skeleton!

She could even smell the mixture of old, rotten wood and cold, dusty odor.

The silk texture of the ghost bride's wedding dress clung to her arms.

Their faces were almost touching!
Su Ling'er felt goosebumps all over her body. She wanted to get away, but there was a coffin wall behind her, and she had nowhere to retreat.

Her mind went blank; she couldn't think of anything.

She could only force herself to shift her attention and continue looking at the scene outside the coffin through the holes in the coffin wall.

This is a way to forget the terrifying reality that you are "sharing a bed" with a ghost bride.

She discovered that her senior brother and the others had stopped performing the coffin-carrying ceremony with black men, and their skin and attire had reverted to their original state.

However, she could still feel the cold gaze from the ghost bride behind her, making her feel like she was being pricked by thorns and her hair stand on end.

She dared not make too many movements, for fear that she might accidentally damage the suppressing inscriptions in the jade coffin.

When the ghost bride can move again, I'll be the first one to suffer!
……

As the "soul-swapping ceremony" failed, the wedding procession on the other side went berserk!

A chilling wind howled, and ghosts wailed!
The faces of those "guests" all turned ferocious and terrifying, their malevolent gazes fixed on the Guixi Sect members, an overwhelming malice about to erupt!

[Yan Bulu: Senior Brother! Shall we start fighting? Shall we start right here?]

Lin Qingfeng: What are you talking about!

Since it's a wedding procession, they naturally have places to go!
Don't wedding processions need to include an old house or a haunted house?
Don't you also need your father-in-law and mother-in-law inside?
We need to round them up and detain them all!
Even the house has to be packed up and taken away!
What we set our sights on, surely it's ours!

[Lin Qingfeng: Sacrifice! It's your turn to step in! You're the professional, go first!]

[Matsuri: Alright!]

Ji responded and stepped forward again.

His face, which had been watching the spectacle with amusement, was suddenly filled with grief, as if he had lost the entire world.

He activated his skill, [Compassionate Resonance], facing the direction of the jade coffin!
"Heavens! How could my junior sister have to die on the road to the Yellow Springs!"

"Oh, heavens! How could the bride's soul perish on the Bridge of Helplessness!"

He began to wail, but this time, his eulogy also included the bride across from him.

The cries were earth-shattering, so sorrowful and heart-wrenching, that they seemed to be unlike anything in the human world!
The mournful sound waves transformed into white ripples, spreading towards the wedding procession on the opposite side.

Inside the coffin, Su Ling'er, who was watching all this, suddenly felt that the resentful gaze of the ghost bride behind her seemed to have weakened a lot, and her back was no longer so cold.

But... I still don't dare to turn back!
Being in the same coffin as a ghost bride is truly a ghostly prospect!
I was just faking an illness, how did it escalate to this point?!
Through the hole, she saw the wedding procession on the other side. The fierce and menacing faces gradually faded away, transforming into a sorrowful joy.

Su Ling'er was speechless.

No... Brother Priest, how can your wailing possibly resonate with ghosts?!

Who exactly are you all?!
Could this demonic sect have originated from a funeral procession?
Or perhaps they are some kind of ghost cultivators?
(End of this chapter)