"I have never liked Si Yubai!"
Hearing Luo Nianchu's words, Si Yubai, who was standing outside the door, felt as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning out of a clear blue sky.
His mind buzzed, going completely blank.
For a moment, he even thought there was something wrong with his ears, that he was having auditory hallucinations.
She had never liked him. Then what was the past half-year of their relationship?
Could it be that deep affection could really be faked?
He didn't believe it!
She must have some unspeakable difficulties.
Si Yubai quietly watched the mother and daughter inside the room.
Mother Luo became pregnant with Luo Nianchu at the age of eighteen. Now in her forties, she had fair skin, delicate features, and the charming elegance of a mature woman.
She didn't look like a peasant woman who worked with her face to the earth and back to the sky; instead, she looked like a well-maintained wealthy lady from the city, except that her temperament couldn't quite match.
When he came back with Luo Nianchu in the morning, the first time he saw Mother Luo, Si Yubai had an indescribable feeling.
His first impression was that he didn't like Mother Luo.
He really didn't understand why Luo Nianchu would say she had never liked him in front of Mother Luo.
"Nianchu, you've been dating Si Yubai for almost half a year. Have you really not felt even a little bit of affection for him?" Mother Luo asked.
Luo Nianchu was stunned for a few seconds.
Si Yubai was tall and handsome, full of youthful vigor. Although he had a cold personality, he was relatively simple and easy to deceive, and he was completely devoted to her.
If she hadn't been forced by circumstances, she wouldn't have wanted to lie to him!
Luo Nianchu bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth. "He is nine years younger than me. Our thoughts and opinions are not on the same level at all. It's impossible for me to fall for him."
Si Yubai's tall and slender body swayed unsteadily.
His hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly into fists.
His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
So Wen Yan was right. She really had never liked him.
All her deep affection and gentleness were faked.
He had always regarded her as his salvation, and he never would have thought that this was just a scam targeting him.
She tricked him into eloping with her, luring him into this desolate mountain area.
Could it be that, just as Wen Yan said, she wanted his life?
The hairs on Si Yubai's body stood on end.
Sensing danger, he turned around and wanted to leave.
But in the next second, a knife-hand strike chopped down on the back of his neck.
Before he could figure out what was going on, he fainted and fell to the ground.
Hearing the sound of a heavy object falling outside, Luo Nianchu and Mother Luo immediately walked out of the room.
Seeing the master standing in the central room and Si Yubai lying on the ground, the mother and daughter were stunned.
Mother Luo frowned deeply and glanced at Luo Nianchu. "Didn't you put sleeping pills in his water tonight, guaranteeing he wouldn't wake up?"
Luo Nianchu shook her head, a flash of doubt in her eyes. "I did put in sleeping pills. Maybe the dose was too small."
Mother Luo looked at the master in the long robe and bowed to him. "Thanks to the Great Immortal for discovering him, otherwise tomorrow night's possession spell could not be carried out."
The master told Mother Luo and Luo Nianchu to tie Si Yubai up to prevent him from escaping.
...
After Gu Yanyan was dressed up as a bride by the village women, her hands were tied, and a red veil was placed over her head.
For a ghost marriage, none of the necessary rituals could be omitted.
Gu Yanyan's face was deathly pale, and she wanted to cry but had no tears.
She was held down by incredibly strong women and forced to bow in marriage with the dead He Sheng.
When she lowered her head, she accidentally saw He Sheng's pale and cold face.
Gu Yanyan's mind went blank, and her legs felt as if they were filled with lead.
She kept resisting, not wanting to marry a dead person.
But she couldn't break free from the restraints of the several women.
"Behave yourself. Now that you've entered our Dayao Village, you will be a daughter-in-law here from now on. Don't even think about leaving in this lifetime!"
Gu Yanyan regretted it so much her intestines were turning green.
She shouldn't have tried to be a hero and helped that fake pregnant woman.
She hated Wen Yan to death, and she hated the Si family to death.
She was clearly also a child of the Si family, so why did they refuse to save her?
"Ritual complete!"
With red eyes, Gu Yanyan was sent into He Sheng's room.
He Sheng was a bachelor. His quilt hadn't been washed for years and emitted a damp, musty smell.
The musty smell alone would have been bad enough, but Gu Yanyan suddenly also smelled an overwhelmingly foul stench of pig manure.
Seeing the women leave after placing her on the bed, she was so scared her teeth chattered. "Please don't go. My family is very rich. However much you want, my parents will give it to you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the door was suddenly blown shut by a sinister wind.
The dim light bulb flickered on and off.
Gu Yanyan faintly felt something approaching her. She opened her eyes wide and looked around, but she couldn't see anything.
Suddenly, she felt something sticky and wet lick her face.
A gloomy voice faintly reached her ear, "Wife..."
Terrified, Gu Yanyan covered her ears and screamed loudly, "Ahhh!"
Gu Yanyan jumped off the bed, wanting to escape, but her clothes seemed to be caught by something.
She fell heavily to the floor, and something pressed down on her.
It felt like a drowning person being entangled by waterweeds.
No matter how hard she struggled with all her might, she couldn't break free.
Gu Yanyan was scared out of her wits. A puddle of water appeared on the ground where she lay.
She had wet herself.
...
Zhang Laifu's house.
Si Jingyi leaned against the window, keeping a close eye on the situation at He Sheng's house diagonally across the street.
He had seen the entire scene of Gu Yanyan and He Sheng's ghost marriage.
After Gu Yanyan was sent into He Sheng's room, the light bulb in He Sheng's room flickered, and Gu Yanyan let out tragic screams. It was truly terrifying.
Si Jingyi was so scared that he didn't even dare to go out to use the bathroom.
His legs were as soft as cotton.
Si Jingyi, Old Master Si, Si Moyan, and Wen Yan were all in the same room.
Old Master Si and Si Jingyi refused to go to another room no matter what.
Wen Yan wanted to give the bed to Old Master Si, but Old Master Si didn't agree. He insisted that Wen Yan sleep on the bed.
After Wen Yan fell asleep, the men of the Si family made beds on the floor.
With Si Moyan and Wen Yan by his side, Old Master Si slept quite well, but Si Jingyi, young and full of energy, was holding in his pee so badly that he couldn't sleep for a single second.
He finally managed to hold out until the sky began to turn pale. He walked over to Si Moyan, who was sleeping on the floor, and gently patted his shoulder. "B-Big Brother, can you get up and accompany me to the bathroom?"
In rural houses, the bathrooms were all dry toilets, and they were located outside the house.
Si Moyan opened his eyes and glanced out the window. "How old are you? Do you still need me to whistle for you when you pee?"
Si Jingyi, "..."
Big brother, stop whistling, I can barely hold it in!
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Si Jingyi figured that even if there were ghosts, they should have vanished by day. He took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked outside.
Enduring the pungent stench, he entered the dry toilet. He unfastened his belt and was just about to relieve himself when suddenly his forehead felt like it was brushed by something.
He raised his hand and waved it.
He found that he had touched a strand of hair.
He looked up, and his pupils suddenly reflected a white figure hanging upside down from the roof of the dry toilet, sticking out a red tongue and crying from the corners of its eyes.
"Ah—"
