The paper man walked closer and closer to Mu Jia, and she had no way to retreat. In the end, she could only sit passively on the ground, her eyes were crying and her body was shaking.
Behind her, Yin Li didn't know when, but his fingers had silently grasped the corners of her clothes, and his teeth kept making "gurgling" sounds due to his forced endurance.
Jiang Luo's eyes darkened and his voice was low: "Get your Chang Ling ready."
Yin Li was slightly startled, then looked towards her younger senior brother, only to see that the long sword in the latter's hand had been quietly unsheathed at some point.
The paper man in the hall has already imprisoned Mu Jia. The blade of the knife reflected sharp light under the bright red lantern, getting closer and closer to the girl's wrist——
"Shua——"
A piece of yellow paper talisman was shot out, just hitting the paper man.
Although it was just a small piece of talisman paper, the spiritual power contained in it was not low. The paper man lost the ability to resist almost instantly and collapsed on the ground.
The head of the Mu family reacted instantly and shouted loudly: "Who?"
Just as he was about to go into the crowd, the long sword in Jiang Luo's hand flew out and pierced his heart.
The lobby was completely in chaos. The danger of this illusion seemed to have finally been fully awakened. The teenagers were busy dealing with the evil spirits next to them, but no one complained.
First, they believed in the judgment of their junior senior brother.
Secondly, as disciples of the Lingshan Sect, they had been taught how to save lives and heal the wounded since childhood. Even in the illusion, no one could really watch Mu Jia being treated like that.
Jiang Luo kicked away the evil spirit that rushed towards him. The system in the space seemed to have exploded like cicadas. He screamed, "Wow, wow, wow, wow, host. I'm going to go. I'm going to go." Ghost ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, help, help, help, help, help! ! ! 】
[I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! ! Host, save me, save me, save me, oooooooooooooo! ! ! ! 】
Jiang Luo was so noisy that his brain ached, so he simply shouted in a low voice: "Shut up."
The deterrent power of a crazy host is far greater than those visible and intangible evil spirits.
The system instantly covered its mouth on the electronic screen with two wings.
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Jiang Luo jumped up to the hall and walked up to Mu Jia who was lying on the ground.
The latter still looked confused, as if he had no idea why this horrific wedding ended up like this.
Seeing Jiang Luo, her body trembled reflexively, and when she looked at the girl, her eyes were full of shrinking panic: "Who are you?!"
"What do you want to do?!"
Jiang Luo chuckled, but his flaxen eyes were filled with black crows: "Who am I?"
"Mu Jia, don't you know?"
Mu Jia was stunned by the question. At first, his face was blank, and then he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression gradually changed.
She slowly sat up from the ground, and with her movements, the evil spirits in the entire hall seemed to have heard the order, and turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated in the air.
The big red paper lantern outside also faded, and everything around them became real, finally showing their original appearance.
The double happiness sign posted on the window in the hall was spattered with blood. The corpse had been taken away, but the ground was still stained with blood. The smell of blood in the air had dissipated for more than a month, but it was still so strong that it was almost nauseating.
Everyone was stunned and looked towards Mu Jia, only to realize that her face had turned gray and she no longer looked like a normal person.
Mu Jia's eyes were a little hollow and she smiled softly at them: "What's wrong?"
"Aren't you here just to find the truth? Now you know it?"
Everyone was shocked.
After a while, someone spoke in a low voice with complicated eyes: "Kill them... all."
Mu Jia looked at him blankly, and then she didn't know what she thought of. She tilted her head slightly and smiled foolishly: "Yes, yes."
Her voice was soft, but with the faded double happiness behind her, it sounded even more sinister and ghostly: "What's wrong?"
"Shouldn't they die? They have persecuted many people. Listen, does the sound outside sound like my sisters are crying?"
As if to set off her words, the wind outside started blowing shrilly again. It really sounded like countless women's miserable cries for help, and also like an unwilling accusation against fate.
"But some of them, their sins... are not worthy of death."
Mu Jia's face suddenly darkened, and she snorted coldly, staring straight at the person who spoke: "Then my sisters should die?!"
"They are also accomplices of the Mu family, they deserve to die too!!"
The ghostly aura around her became stronger again as her emotions fluctuated, and the person who spoke subconsciously took a step back: "No, that's not what I meant."
"I just feel that this solution is not the best..."
Mu Jia smiled sarcastically and said, "What do you know? Before they died, you people outside were always deaf to our sufferings, but now you know how to talk hypocritically."
The man wanted to say something else, but before he could speak, Tu Shu in front of him glanced at him.
The boy fell silent for a moment, and then silently hid himself in the crowd.
Tu Shu stood up and cupped his hands towards Mu Jia: "Miss Mu."
"They have all died as you wished, and this matter should be over. You..."
He sighed softly, "Let's send you to reincarnation."
Mu Jia was stunned again.
Indeed.
Everything was over, and the Mu family's sins that had lasted for hundreds of years finally ended in her hands.
Their resentment and hatred have been exposed to the world with this murder of 158 people. What is she still doing in this world?
She has made herself look like neither a human nor a ghost.
Suddenly, she didn't know what she thought of. She slowly lowered her eyes and looked at her hands. The warm skin color in the past had turned a kind of blue-gray. Although it looked clean, in fact, she knew that it was stained with of blood.
After a long time, she turned back and took another look at the wedding hall that should have been the girl's favorite and yearning, but now, the bright red color had faded, revealing deep and shallow mottled marks.
Also, it’s not interesting anymore.
She has been like this all her life, thanks to the Mu family.
Mu Jia closed her eyes slightly, "I'm sorry."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the Mu family's group looked dangerous, in the end, they didn't harm anyone.
The boy who was responsible for escorting Mu Jia out of the illusion with Jiang Luo and the others had his hand bones broken. After leaving the illusion, his hand was restored to its original state.
It seemed that Mu Jia had no intention of harming their lives. Maybe... her last wish was to make all the dirty things done by the Mu family known to the public.
Tu Shu began to arrange for people to be released, and the remaining people went to cook consciously. Jiang Luo found a place to sit by himself and looked at Mu Jia over there. After a while, Tu Shu came to look for her. .
The boy was silent and came out of the illusion. He looked like a young man dressed in red and angry with his horse, "Miss Jiang."
"Can I...say a few words to you?"
Jiang Luo glanced at Mu Jia over there, guessing that their side wouldn't end so soon, and nodded easily.
They wandered out of the yard.
The Mu family has considerable financial resources. When the tragedy happened on the day of the wedding banquet, everyone went to the hall, so although the small garden behind was surrounded by ghosts, it was still clean.
The smell of blood lingering on the tip of her nose was also much lighter. Jiang Luo walked next to the boy. The man didn't speak for a while. She took the initiative to stop and approached the boy: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
The boy's ears turned red again as expected, but he didn't hide for a moment and just looked at her steadily.
Jiang Luo was even more surprised. He moved closer, and the distance between the two people was only two centimeters. There was a strong ambiguity between every breath and every breath.
Tu Shu took a deep breath and finally said: "If I dare, may I ask where Miss Jiang's home is?"
Although it had only been two short days, but... he had already understood his feelings clearly. What's more, he and Miss Jiang had already had skin-to-skin contact, so he should have informed the teacher that he came to propose marriage.
ah……
How should I compile this?
It's impossible to directly say that her home is the lair of the villainous female ghost king.
oops.
Jiang Luo's head was spinning crazily, but before she could think of a suitable way to say it, Tu Shu seemed to understand what she meant and pursed his lips slightly.
The smile on his face became very forced: "It's okay, Miss Jiang, it's okay if it's not convenient for you to say..."
He said it was okay, but in fact, those beautiful peach blossom eyes turned red quietly.
"Then," when he spoke again, his voice was low and hoarse, but his peach blossom eyes looked at her with some persistence: "Miss Jiang, can you come back to Lingshan with me?"
"Although it's a bit presumptuous," he was also embarrassed, his ears were extremely red, and he was afraid of Jiang Luo's rejection, so he kept looking at her with his eyes.
"But I am sure, Miss Xinyue Jiang, I originally thought that Miss Jiang would tell me her address, and when I return to Lingshan, I would report it to my master, and I would come to propose marriage soon, but it is not convenient for Miss Jiang."
He paused and took a deep breath, "If Miss Jiang is willing to follow me back to Lingshan, I will ask the teacher to make the decision for us..."
"Ah," Jiang Luo finally understood what he meant, "but that's not possible."
Tu Shu was suddenly startled.
He only felt as if his body was falling from the clouds and falling into the abyss.
His body stiffened, the scarlet color at the end of his eyes suddenly deepened, and his dark peach blossom eyes were filled with mist.
He even wanted to ask, if he didn't want to, why did Jiang Luo take the initiative to kiss him in the fantasy world? What did this mean?
But the upbringing he had grown up with prevented him from saying such words. He could only twitch the corners of his lips slightly in panic, showing a bitter smile: "I don't want to..."
"It's okay," he said softly, "I was just being presumptuous."
He hurriedly saluted Jiang Luo, turned around and left.
ah?
Jiang Luo was really confused by him, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Wait a minute, brother."
The boy paused, followed, and turned around slowly. Only then did Jiang Luo see that the mist in those peach blossom eyes had condensed into tears, rolling down the raven-black eyelashes.
Cry, cry?
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go! !
Is she so capable? ! Can you make this person cry with just a few words? ! !
She became excited instantly, and even her cold body felt vaguely warm: "Brother."
The smile in her eyes grew stronger, and she leaned forward: "What's wrong with you?"
Tu Shu realized his gaffe and took a step back without wiping the tears on his face: "Girl, respect yourself."
"Don't I respect myself?"
Jiang Luo smiled and approached her again. This time the boy didn't hide anymore. He looked cold and didn't even lower his eyes to look at her.
But Jiang Luo wasn't afraid. The more she looked at her, the more she felt that her Bai Yueguang was a beauty in her prime. Even the tears on her face were adorable.
Really... this is the first time that she has made someone cry in a real sense.
ah.
Really, extremely happy.
The girl's eyes darkened, and then she moved closer, her soft tongue protruding from her red lips, and licked the tears on the boy's face.
Salty.
She licked it again thoughtfully.
Still salty.
Unappetizing.
But she was still like a kitten expressing intimacy, licking all the tears on the boy's face.
Tu Shu's body had already stiffened again.
His pupils trembled slightly, and then he looked down uncontrollably, meeting the girl's beautiful, round, flaxen eyes.
He couldn't say a word.
Even my mind went blank, there was nothing left.
After all, he was more than half his head taller than Jiang Luo, so Jiang Luo couldn't lick the top part.
She was a little dissatisfied. She looked directly into the boy's eyes and whispered, "Squat down a little."
The boy didn't respond.
Jiang Luo frowned, and simply stood on the decorative stone nearby, then pinched his chin, made the boy raise his head, and kissed his eyes directly.
Here is another feeling.
Jiang Luo paused and stretched out his tongue to lick it again, but the boy just took a step back.
Tu Shu is real, he said with bitterness: "Miss Jiang."
"Self-respect."
"Why are you so important?" Jiang Luo tilted his head in confusion. After two seconds, he realized that he didn't seem to speak clearly.
Her eyes widened: "You don't think I rejected you, do you?"
"...?"
Tu Shu was also stunned by her: "Isn't it...?"
The two looked at each other, and finally Jiang Luo chuckled and jumped directly from the stone into the boy's arms.
Tu Shu hurriedly caught her, but the girl lazily put her arms around his neck: "No."
"I'm just saying that I have something to do right now and I can't go back to Lingshan Sect with you. You go back with your junior brothers and sisters first... But don't worry."
She said something meaningful: "We will meet again soon."
