The other ghosts were frightened. They ran away from Lu Chen in fear, but they were unwilling to leave. They confronted each other. Fang Yuqi took the opportunity to escape and said in surprise. "What was that?"
"Pure Yang Breath."
"Are there anymore?"
"It won't take more than a few."
Lu Chen shook his head. He had spat out half a mouthful just now and could not take it back at all. Now, there were only two mouthfuls left. If he had no choice, he would rather not use them.
The two sides were in a deadlock for more than an hour, and more than ten ghosts carried the empty palanquin away.
Lu Chen heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Yuqi, go to the dilapidated temple and take a look. If there are any living people, capture them directly. I'll go after Yaoyao. We'll meet at the Changchun Temple!"
"Okay!
Fang Yuqi didn't waste any time. She threw a jade pendant to Lu Chen and hurried toward the ruined temple.
"Yaoyao!" Lu Chen shouted all the way as he chased after Yaoyao. In the middle of the night, lights lit up one house after another, causing a series of barking. From time to time, soldiers patrolling the night would come forward to ask.
After Lu Chen took out the jade pendant, he left respectfully.
"Yaoyao!"
"Yaoyao!"
Lu Chen searched for Yaoyao along the way, but he did not see her anywhere. By the time he left Yaoyao's empty home, it was already past four in the morning. He returned to the entrance of the Changchun Temple.
He immediately heaved a sigh of relief. He saw Yaoyao curled up in a corner under the eaves of the Changchun Temple. The paper red wedding dress on her body rustled in the night wind.
She looked tiny. She was so helpless and pitiful.
"Yaoyao!"
"Brother~" Yaoyao raised her head in surprise and delight.
"Yaoyao!" Lu Chen quickly stepped forward. The two palms, one big and one small, touched, but they could not feel each other.
Yaoyao suddenly lowered her head, tears welling up in her big eyes. "Brother, is Yaoyao dead?"
Lu Chen's body trembled slightly. He forced a smile and comforted her. "Life and death are just a formality. Since Yaoyao can see Brother, in Brother's eyes, Yaoyao has always been alive."
"Oh." Yaoyao seemed to understand, but she didn't feel so sad anymore.
At some point, Fang Yuqi appeared behind Lu Chen. Her beautiful eyes were red, as if she had just cried.
"What's wrong?"
Fang Yuqi did not say anything. She pulled Lu Chen to the side and whispered, "The young lady had suffered a lot when she was alive."
"…"
Lu Chen was silent.
"Is there someone in the temple?"
"No, it took too much time to stop the ghosts. They might have already escaped."
"He can't escape. What's going on with Yaoyao?"
Fang Yuqi glanced at Yaoyao and said in a low voice, "Yaoyao's situation is very special. She should have been turned into a little wraith by someone."
"Wraith…" The corners of Lu Chen's mouth trembled as he asked, "She's going to dissipate at dawn?"
"Mm."
"No, Yaoyao can't disappear!"
Lu Chen paced back and forth in deep thought.
Fang Yuqi looked at Lu Chen seriously, as if this was the first time she had met this little Daoist. She looked forward to him saving the little girl. Seeing Lu Chen stop, she hurriedly asked, "There's a way?"
"I have a clue." Lu Chen took a deep breath and explained, "If the ghosts survive, Yaoyao will. I can track them. I should be able to find something."
"It's not long before dawn. There's not enough time."
"Then there's only one way."
Lu Chen reached into his pocket and took out the two nether talismans he carried with him. Without further ado, he brought Yaoyao and Fang Yuqi into the Changchun Temple.
The night was dark.
The dark moon hung high in the sky.
Fang Yuqi and Yaoyao hid in the room and quietly looked outside. They saw Lu Chen standing in the middle of the courtyard, blowing the fire and lighting up a nether talisman in his hand. The nether talisman burned, and green smoke curled into the netherworld!
In an instant, a dark, sinister, twisted, and terrifying atmosphere filled the Changchun Temple. Meng Yao was trembling in fear, and Fang Yuqi's eyes were wide with shock.
In midair, the green smoke converged into a terrifying face. Its eyes were like the blood-red moon, and there was a sinister horn on its head. Its two long eyebrows were like a winding river that fluttered.
"Who is it? Who is summoning me?"
A dull sound echoed in the Changchun Temple. A heavy pressure landed on Lu Chen's shoulder. He quickly lowered his head and knelt on the ground. "Greetings, great… great Immortal Venerable!"
"Which servant are you?"
As the voice sounded, Lu Chen felt a gaze on him. He hurriedly prostrated on the ground and respectfully said, "I am Yuanzhen. Greetings, Immortal Venerable."
"Yuanzhen? He seems to be a monk."
"…"
"I… I have renounced asceticism."
"Yes, it's the aura of the Ghost Retribution. Why did you summon me?"
"Reporting to Immortal Venerable, this humble servant held a ceremony today. Digging the eyes, cutting off the tongue, digging out the stomach, welcoming the bride, the wild horse carrying the banner, the monkey carrying the palanquin, the black sheep beating the gong to open the way, the weasel…"
"So long-winded. Did something happen to my grievance food?"
"Sure enough, it's him." Lu Chen came to a sudden realization and hurriedly said, "Yes, Immortal Venerable. Immortal Venerable's grievance food has been taken away by evil people."
"It's just a grievance food. If it's gone, it's gone."
"Yes, yes. I will definitely carry out more sacrifices. However, that person doesn't seem to be simple. The grievance food he stole hasn't dissipated. Instead, it can continue to live."
The face in the air seemed to be interested in this. Its two long eyebrows trembled as it said in a muffled voice, "How did that person do it?"
"It doesn't seem to be troublesome. He didn't use any treasures."
"Oh, other than this Immortal's Rebirth Spring Water, it should have completed the ghost marriage ceremony and transformed the grievance food into a vengeful spirit."
Rebirth Spring Water.
Ghost marriage ceremony!
Lu Chen's heart trembled as he said, "Reporting to Immortal Venerable, there's chaos in Fengpo City in the south. Fengxian Town will also be in chaos. I plan to take advantage of the chaos to offer all the women in Fengxian Town to the great Immortal Venerable as grievance food."
"Hahaha!" The human face laughed loudly. One of his long eyebrows drooped down and gently tapped between Lu Chen's brows. He said happily, "Alright, alright. I didn't misjudge you. This is your reward. I look forward to more grievance food. The more, the better. Hahaha!"
Lu Chen stood up expressionlessly. He took off his belt and doused the half-burnt nether talisman with the urine of a virgin.
"How… despicable!" The laughter stopped abruptly. The face was about to flare up when it suddenly collapsed. It dissipated completely.
In the room, Fang Yuqi's eyes widened. She spat lightly and hurriedly looked away. Her handsome face was dyed with a layer of red. She was embarrassed and shy.
Fang Yuqi led Yaoyao out of the room. Six pairs of eyes looked at each other.
Fang Yuqi's expression was complicated as she said, "You've decided?"
"Mm!"
"Ghost marriage?"
"Ghost marriage!"
After a round of work, it was already five o'clock in the morning. There was at most an hour before dawn. There was a piece of white paper pasted on the door of the Changchun Temple. Two candles were lit on the offering table.
A white candle.
A red candle.
Jiang Hong'e rushed over from the Red Chamber Garden with Fang Yuqi as a witness.
Lu Chen was dressed in wedding attire. He wrote his birthday and name on the dragon sticker that he had rushed to make. He also wrote the two words "Meng Yao" on the phoenix sticker, as well as the date of life and death.
Then, both sides exchanged the Dragon Phoenix Invitation.
Yaoyao put on the red veil again and stood side by side with Lu Chen in the shadows that the candlelight could not reach. Her pretty face was filled with anxiety and uneasiness. "Brother~"
"Yaoyao, don't be afraid. I'm here!"