My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 116 Junior Sister, are you discriminating against the dead?! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking subscriptions! Seeking book recommendations!)

The ritual performance continued.

He suddenly jumped up and began to dance a bizarre dance. His steps were erratic, sometimes swaying like in the wind, sometimes staggering and about to fall, without any rhyme or reason.

However, this frenzied dance successfully appeased the spirits of the deceased brides on the opposite side.

Lin Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction as he looked at this "harmonious" scene.

Now that the red team has made their decision, it's time for my white team to go home with the wedding procession.

Sure enough, the red wedding procession made a new move.

They seemed to genuinely regard the funeral procession as fellow travelers, crowding around the jade coffin.

A ghost matchmaker dressed in a floral jacket with two exaggerated red blushes painted on her face twisted to the front of the line.

A smile was forced onto her face, a red handkerchief was twirled in her hand, and her waist swayed back and forth.

"The auspicious hour has arrived—escort the bride back to her home!"

Then, Su Ling'er watched as her senior brother and the others actually carried her coffin and followed the red wedding procession, heading towards the unknown future.

isn't it? !

isn't it? !

Are you really going to "go back to the mansion" with this bunch of ghosts?!
What are you doing?

Why don't you just send me off to my funeral!
I don't want to go to the place that the ghost bride is going to!
As the coffin swayed forward, she felt as if the "neighbor" behind her had touched her back.

Startled, she quickly pressed her body even closer to the coffin wall.

Is this what my undercover life is like?!
I have to share a bed with a ghost bride. Being an undercover agent is too difficult!
And is it really okay to just follow them to their haunted house like this?!
I feel like there's something very wrong!

Should we reconsider?

What if... what if some peerless powerhouse is lurking in that haunted house?
Are you sure you can defeat those ghosts?
They didn't even know the other side's strength, and they just took me, a "sacrifice," with them?

Do you guys even know where we're going?!
As the funeral procession and the wedding procession merged into one and continued their journey into the unknown, the coffin beneath them began to sway once more.

The skeleton of the ghost bride beside her also creaked and groaned, sending chills down one's spine.

She could clearly hear the suona horns of the wedding procession outside playing "drip-drip" again.

The senior students started their "coffin dance" again. Although they didn't turn their skin black this time, the way they carried the coffin up and down and swayed left and right was still so unrestrained that it was hard to understand.

On one side was the sound of suona horns, which sounded both festive and eerie.

On the other side, there was the cheerful and catchy music from the senior students.

The two intertwine, making it even more eerie and terrifying.

Su Ling'er really didn't understand how she had gone from "faking illness" to where she was today.

From "faking illness" to "funeral", and from "funeral" to "red and white clash".

And now, she has to share a coffin with this dead ghost bride, and follow a group of ghosts to their lair...

How did the plot even get to this point?!

I just wanted to fake being sick, why did it turn out like this?!
She continued to observe the outside world through the hole, watching the wedding procession of ghosts that had become one with her own funeral procession.

They kept walking forward, and suddenly, a pupil suddenly pointed at the hole she was peering through!

! ! ! !
This sudden scene startled Su Ling'er, who shrank back sharply, and with a "smack," her back bumped into the ghost bride's body again.

This touch seemed to activate the ghost bride's arm.

A cold, withered hand touched Su Ling'er's cheek!
what--!
Su Ling'er almost screamed in fright, but she desperately covered her mouth, forcibly suppressing the scream back into her throat.

She looked at the hole again, and saw the pupil slowly widen, revealing a dead face covered in thick white powder, dressed in a red wedding gown.
It was stuck to the hole, seemingly wondering why there was the presence of a living being inside this coffin.

It seemed to want to take a closer look, but Lin Qingfeng grabbed it and kicked it unceremoniously next to the wedding procession.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a saintess's funeral before?" The eldest brother also came over and glanced into the coffin.

Su Ling'er quickly reverted to her extremely weak state and, using all her remaining strength, pleaded weakly with her senior brother outside the hole:

"Senior Brother... I... I really can still be saved..."

Or shall we go back?

I think I can still be saved, Senior Brother!
"You...you just need to feed me some kind of medicine!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingfeng reached out and gently patted the cold coffin, producing a muffled thud.

"Junior sister, don't worry."

His voice sounded full of concern and helplessness.

"I know you're trying to comfort your brother, not wanting us to be too sad. Sigh..."

"No, Senior Brother!"

"Then...then could you perhaps throw this...this bride next to me out?"

Lin Qingfeng, however, seemed to have heard something incomprehensible and kept shaking his head.

"Oh, junior sister,"

Lin Qingfeng's voice was filled with "heartache and indignation".
"I just want you to have company on your journey. Don't you understand my good intentions?"

"Just because this bride died tragically in the street, do you have to despise her so much?"
I never expected that you, my junior sister, would be this kind of person!
How could you look down on someone?

It's just dead, and it doesn't look good anymore... well... it could attack the living at any time, and it's even a little scary...

But these are all external matters!

You despise her like that?

Junior sister, I am truly disappointed in you!

"Never mind, you're leaving anyway. Don't worry, I'll make sure you're not alone on your journey."

All I can do for you as your brother is these insignificant things.

In Su Ling'er's mind, countless little people were frantically complaining and shouting.

You don't need to do these trivial things!

Can you please stop doing it?!
You scared me to death!

You demonic cultivator are terrifying!

Is this how you send someone off?!

Besides, I'm not dead yet! I'm really not dead!

The eldest brother was secretly overjoyed.

Hahaha!
Although I know Su Ling'er is just faking illness to be lazy, being able to take this opportunity to visit the Yinling Academy, do some tasks, and even tease my junior sister is a fantastic gaming experience!

My mood has improved a lot!

I absolutely have to give this game a rave review later! It's so much fun!

On the surface, he remained perfectly serious, continuing his twisted sermons before the coffin:
"Junior sister, you must know that whether you are human or ghost, you will eventually come to the same end, all originating from the same source."

"You shouldn't discriminate against them; you should accept them with a tolerant heart, just like you would your own brothers and sisters..."

"Hey, junior sister, don't be so petty!"

Su Ling'er: "..."

(End of this chapter)