"I'm really sorry for bothering you for more than a month. I don't have much money with you. Please accept these. After the scientific examination is over, I will return and thank you. Then..."
The scholar bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, glanced affectionately at the "girl" next to him, turned around and left without saying the next words.
"Brother Han!"
The "girl" held up her skirt and anxiously caught up with the scholar who had arrived in front of the village.
The two of them have been together day and night for more than a month. Although they restrain themselves and observe etiquette, they have already connected with each other.
Now that they are about to be separated, he can no longer hold back his feelings.
Han Yuan's lips curled up slightly, but he quickly restrained himself before turning around: "Miss Aling."
"... Before Mr. Han leaves, can you go to another place with me?"
"Okay~"
The "girl" was so happy that she stepped forward and took the scholar's sleeve, then led him around a large rock in front of the village and turned to the right into the mountain road.
And on that stone, three words were clearly engraved:
"Mountain Marriage Village".
Han Yuan glanced at the stone tablet, quietly held the "girl's" hand, and asked: "Aling, I never asked before, why is this village called Shanyin Village?"
Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, and the answer automatically appeared in his mind: "Oh, because this mountain is called Marriage Mountain. There is a Marriage Tree on the top of the mountain. It has lived for hundreds of years and is very effective. It is said that as long as two people are tied to each other, If you put a red thread on the tree, you will definitely get married and happy."
This sentence seemed to come out of his mouth automatically without him having to think about it.
But while Xiao Ling was talking, he also felt violated.
Why does he seem to remember that the village is not called that name? And that marriage tree, has he seen it?
But when I think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
"Oh? So Aling wants to tie the red thread of marriage with me and we will be together forever?"
The corners of Han Yuan's lips could not stop curling up again and again. Although it was clear that Xiao Ling was affected by the illusion at this time, it did not hinder his joy.
Xiao Ling was a little embarrassed by the teasing tone in his tone. While wondering why "Mr. Han"'s words were so frivolous and direct, she also vaguely felt that this person should be like this.
"......arrive."
The two of them walked to the top of the mountain and saw a big red tree in the distance surrounded by several people.
As I got closer, I realized that the tree itself was not red, but its branches were lush and intertwined. There was not a single leaf on it, but only red ropes.
I don’t know if it was hung up by man or if it was born with it.
Han Yuan was tall. He raised his hand slightly and took off a red marriage rope from the branch.
"Aling, are you willing to be entangled in marriage with me and stay together forever?"
Han Yuan held the red thread and looked down at Xiao Ling.
At this time, his handsome face was full of seriousness, and the affection and tenderness in his eyes seemed to suck him in.
Xiao Ling blinked. Although he felt something was wrong in his heart, he seemed to be bewitched. He slowly stepped forward and raised his slender white fingers slightly to touch the red line in his hand.
"I--"
The red lips were getting closer and closer, but their movements were very slow, as if they were deliberately teasing.
Han Yuan pursed his lower lip impatiently, his breathing becoming more rapid.
However, the moment the red lips were about to touch her, Xiao Ling suddenly reached out and snatched the entire red rope from his hand.
"clatter!"
The illusion began to dissipate, and Han Yuan was shocked. Although he did not intend to let Xiao Ling be trapped in the illusion for too long, he did not expect that he would break the illusion so quickly.
The red lips that Xiao had been dreaming about for a long time were already close at hand. Han Yuan was unwilling to do anything, so he just didn't give up. Before the illusion completely dissipated, he quickly moved forward and kissed her!
Well, it’s still so soft and sweet~
"you?!"
Xiao Ling's pupils shrank, she didn't expect this "illusion ghost" to be so bold and unruly, and punched him angrily.
"Hey, you don't have to murder your husband as soon as you wake up, do you?"
The illusion completely dissipated, and Han Yuan was no longer dressed like a "handsome scholar", with red clothes that looked like blood, and an evil nature.
The sedan chair was not big to begin with, but the two men squeezed into it and felt even more cramped, almost touching each other.
At this time, he was really like a dandy teasing a "good woman". He caught Xiao Ling's fist with one hand, and grabbed the slender waist wrapped in the pink dress with the other hand, and wiped it thoroughly.
"Han Yuan? Is it really you?"
When Xiao Ling saw clearly that the "person" in front of him was indeed Han Yuan, he stopped his strength.
He was unconscious when he was trapped in the illusion. When he woke up, he thought that the "Han Yuan" in front of him was transformed into another ghost to lure him.
However, this "person" is really... I'm afraid he's not a pervert!
Feeling the strength on her waist, Xiao Ling pushed the person away with an annoyed expression, got out of the sedan chair, and straightened out her somewhat messy clothes angrily: "Why are you here? The illusion just now was caused by you. ?”
"Aling is really an unjust husband!"
Han Yuan looked aggrieved and shouted that he was wronged.
Xiao Ling carefully thought about what she had just experienced in the fantasy world, looking at Han Yuan's expression of doubt.
After all, this person was really enjoying it just now.
"Really, I'm trapped in an illusion too."
The Ghost King raised one hand and made an oath. He really wasn't causing trouble in this illusion. He just didn't resist after discovering that the "heroine" was Xiao Ling...
"...I believe you for now."
Xiao Ling rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, but she also knew that this illusion had nothing to do with Han Yuan.
Most of his words and deeds in the fantasy just now were out of his control, as if the story had a fixed development direction, like... he was experiencing a certain story that had already happened, and the two of them , just playing the leading role.
Xiao Ling opened his right hand, and in the palm of his hand was a ball of red silk thread, and wrapped in the red thread was a piece of talisman paper that had lost its brilliance.
This is how he breaks the illusion.
"Exorcism Talisman? Have you met someone from Xuanmen?"
When Han Yuan saw the talisman, he frowned a little unhappy.
He has a natural dislike for Xuanmen people and things.
"Well, when I went up the mountain, I met a young man in white, and he gave me this talisman. But, since this talisman can ward off evil spirits, why didn't it work when I first fell into the illusion?"
Xiao Ling was a little confused. When his consciousness began to blur and he knew that he would probably fall into an illusion, he grabbed the talisman in his hand, but it didn't seem to react.
"Exactly, how can a dead thing know how to adapt it?" Han Yuan snorted coldly and expressed disdain for the talisman, but he could not slander its role: "Because strictly speaking, those who are causing trouble in the mountains now are not ghosts and evil spirits. , this exorcism talisman is naturally useless."
"Isn't it a ghost?"
"Hmm~" Han Yuan nodded lightly and motioned for him to throw away the talisman and red thread, "Maybe it can be said to be a spiritual object... You will know after you see it."
Hearing what he said, Xiao Ling already had some guesses in his mind. He threw away the talisman paper wrapped in red thread, and the white mist gradually enveloped the two of them...
