"come here."
She stretched out her hand and directly pulled Lian Heng up.
Three seconds later, Lian Heng's eyes became hollow, and his whole person seemed lifeless as if he had lost his soul.
Seeing this, Yan Yun pinched him without hesitation, "Wake up!"
"ah!"
After coming back to his senses, Lian Heng's face turned blue, he breathed heavily, and looked around confusedly, what's going on? Why is someone beating gongs and drums?
"Are we still going on?"
Lian Heng looked at the door with complicated eyes.
No one knows what will be behind this door.
"Walk."
She looked at the Bagua mirror again, but still found nothing.
In the Bagua realm, the mirror reflected the two figures in a distorted manner. This situation actually gave her the feeling that the person in the mirror was not the other person.
The door of the house is dilapidated, with only spots of vermilion paint remaining.
"Squeak——"
The door opened.
A long suona sound sounded and poured into her ears clearly, and then the pictures in front of her jumped like a revolving lantern.
When the picture was frozen and they looked at the scene in front of them, they were both stunned.
"Crackling——"
Firecrackers exploded at the feet of the two of them, and somewhere in front of them was an ancient mansion.
From the entrance to the courtyard and then to the back room, the eyes are full of red silk ribbons. The eaves, corridor corners and planted flowers and willow branches are covered with flowers cut from red silk.
"Come again, come again..."
"Quinzi is getting married today, everyone is welcome to drink and eat!"
There were dozens of tables outside and inside the house, and the guests at the banquet were drinking and chatting. It looked like it was just an ordinary lively and festive wedding banquet.
But, how could this happen here?
They are trapped in a fantasy.
This is the only thought in Yan Yun's mind.
What's even stranger is that the spiritual energy in her body seems to have been drained, and she can't feel it at all.
"Hey, the two distinguished guests are here to attend the wedding banquet. Come in quickly and enjoy the joy. Come, please arrange for the two distinguished guests to sit down."
The master of the Huang family had sharp eyes and hurriedly stepped forward to entertain the two of them. Although he was dressed in luxurious clothes, he had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
Lian Heng lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Yun.
"go in."
The two followed the servants and sat casually at a table in the corner.
There was a lot of excitement in her ears, and the faces of these people were filled with joy, but it looked particularly weird in her eyes.
Yan Yun glanced around. Logically speaking, on a day like this, the groom's official would come out to entertain guests, but the strange thing was that she did not see the groom's official.
Even sitting next to her, he seemed to guess that the two of them had entered some kind of illusion.
He took Yan Yun's hand and wrote on her palm: My charm is of no use to them.
Lian Heng was very confident that no one alive and thoughtful could escape his charm, but these people were not affected at all.
Are these people ghosts? There was a flash of panic in his eyes.
Yan Yun patted his hand to tell him to calm down. Now they are just like ordinary people, so don't alert others.
"Are you two from outside the city? You look very unfamiliar."
Several guests at the table looked at them strangely and looked over.
"Yes, we just came to this place today. We heard that Mr. Huang is kind-hearted and came here to ask for some wedding candy."
"I wonder which young master is getting married today? Why didn't I see it?"
Yan Yun smiled innocently and harmlessly, but he inquired quietly.
"Shhh... don't ask so much, kid, or you'll be kicked out."
The man became nervous when he heard the word "groom". He looked around and was relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention.
His appearance aroused Yan Yun's suspicion even more.
Could it be that he is sick?
"Are you sick? My brother is very skilled in medicine and can definitely help Mr. Huang!"
Yan Yun whispered, and the hand under the table tugged on Lian Heng's clothes. He reacted and nodded hurriedly.
"No, no, let me tell you, actually..."
"What are you talking about? Are you still satisfied?"
Before the man could say anything, Mr. Huang came over with a wine glass in hand and gave the man a warning look, and the man immediately shut up.
He was smiling, but it was uncomfortable to look at.
During the banquet, the two tried to go out, but every time they walked out, they were back in the mansion the next second.
This cycle happened so many times that even Yan Yun couldn't help but become agitated, "Go find the groom."
Her intuition told her that this groom must be the key to breaking the situation.
Lian Heng nodded and followed her pace.
"Where are you two going?"
After taking a few steps, Mr. Huang stopped the two of them, "Where are you two distinguished guests going?"
Still smiling, he stopped the two of them and stood in front of them, "The banquet is not over yet, what do you want?"
"I'm just looking at your mansion, why do you act like you're treating us as thieves?"
Lian Heng glanced at him.
The wind moved, and the fine hair fell down, falling in front of his eyebrows, "Is it possible that there is something shameful in you?"
"Young Master is joking, of course it's okay, but today is Quanzi's big day, so I'm afraid I won't have time to take care of the two distinguished guests."
Mr. Huang's expression changed, but he quickly returned to his original state, and he brought the two of them back to the banquet with a smile.
In a dark corner, a pair of empty eyes looked at the two of them blankly, watching their every move.
Yan Yun seemed to be aware of it and looked over there, but saw nothing.
When the banquet was over, the guests left one after another, leaving a mess.
The courtyard suddenly became quiet, and the red silk flowers on the branches were fluttering and swaying in the wind.
The two of them tried to follow them out, but failed.
In an instant, only two people were left in the huge courtyard.
Quiet, so quiet that there was no sound at all. The servants who were busy just now suddenly disappeared, and even Mr. Huang was nowhere to be found.
A gust of wind blew, and the red silk brocade hanging in the courtyard was blown down. Lian Heng stretched out his hand and caught a small red silk flower.
He put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.
"So heavy with death."
The next second, he dropped it on the ground in disgust.
"Walk."
Yan Yun looked again at the corner that made her feel uncomfortable, but there was still nothing there.
She looked away and said, "Go to the backyard."
They walked around the corridor, but little did they know that after they left, everything in the courtyard quickly turned into ashes and fell to the ground. The flowers and trees quickly withered and disappeared, and the bright red brocade silk turned black and rotten inch by inch.
And in the center, a woman in a red wedding dress appeared.
The dark wind gradually picked up, blowing her red hijab.
They followed the red silk brocade all the way to the backyard, but still couldn't see anyone.
"ah!"
The woman's frightened voice sounded. Although it was not strong, it was enough for the two of them to hear it.
They stopped suddenly, looked at each other, and then quickened their pace towards the source of the sound.
In the mourning hall, a young woman in a red wedding dress was forced to kneel on the ground. She held the place where the old woman had just whipped her, and tremblingly crawled towards the coffin in the center on her knees.
Behind her, Mr. Huang stood in front. They all had indifferent faces, their blue faces were indifferent, and their eyes were fixed on the woman in the red wedding dress.
(End of chapter)
