Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 53: Red Wedding

Among all musical instruments, suona is the king.

Playing the suona is an art among the people, but in the hands of a capable person, it can also become a weapon that can take away someone's soul and send you to heaven.

At the entrance of the charity cemetery, a figure stumbled out, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose all covered in blood, his entire face. It was the big man who had been blocking the entrance earlier.

At this time, the cloth covering the big man's face had been removed, revealing the appearance of a middle-aged man with a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Under the sound waves of the suona, his expression had been distorted and his teeth were broken. He had barely escaped from the charity cemetery.

When he saw Liu Fei and Lin Beixuan waiting outside, his eyes immediately became ferocious, like a beast in desperate situation.

"Cough, cough."

"Wedding reception, funeral ceremonies, the Red and White Willow family is indeed worthy of its reputation."

The big man coughed up blood, the rotten flesh on his chest squirmed, and the huge mouth at his navel tore open, spitting out a tongue covered with barbs, and gradually, a hideous ghost face was completely revealed from his upper body.

He was able to escape from the charity cemetery because he did not get too close to Maru. When he saw Lin Beixuan and the other man, he could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

He can't deal with the one inside, but he can definitely deal with the two that escaped.

As he thought about it, the big man's neck stretched strangely, and his entire head was raised and bent behind his neck, making the ghost face on his chest more prominent, and his head became a foil.

Lin Beixuan looked at the big man like a monster, with a hint of murderous intent between his brows. At this moment, he felt a huge threat from the other party.

These older generation worldly people who have been severely influenced by the secular world know that they will not live long, so they resort to various means without caring whether their bodies can withstand it or not, which often makes most people fear them.

Just like a dying madman, you have no idea that he will do things that will hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred.

Reaching towards the cloth bag at his waist with his right hand, Lin Beixuan had already grasped the familiar and cold piece of wood. At the same time, a sinister object climbed up his arm and onto his shoulder.

Infant spirit, Li Ping'an.

The infant spirit lay on Lin Beixuan's shoulder, looking around curiously. It keenly sensed that the place it was in now did not seem to be its original world.

Lin Beixuan glared at the baby spirit and cursed in a low voice: "Go back!"

The infant spirit is his trump card, and he has no intention of releasing it to let the Liu family know.

Originally I just agreed to help carry something, but ended up putting my life in danger. If I let my cards on the table and let people know, I would be in big trouble.

After the matter is over, Maru must be asked to add money.

Liu Fei didn't notice Lin Bei's little movements behind her, her attention was all on the big man.

She didn't understand why the other party wanted to cause trouble for the Liu family, but when the time came, she would not back down.

In the Hongbailiu family, there is joy after mourning!
Liu Fei took a step forward slowly, and a long scarf appeared in her hand. The scarf was bright red in color, woven from scarlet silk, with embroidered gold threads outlined on it, and the four corners were decorated with long copper coins.

When Lin Beixuan saw her holding it in her hand, his whole aura suddenly changed. His pretty face, which was as cold as a snowy mountain, suddenly showed a shy look of a young girl. His eyes were crystal clear, as if he was crying and laughing at the same time.

Then, Liu Fei was seen covering her head with a long red silk scarf.

As she gently covered it, her black long dress turned into a bright red from top to bottom, like a drop of red ink in clear water. I could faintly hear the sound of gongs and drums, bright red flowers, a colorful maiden clearing the way, flowers spread out at my feet, and a wedding sedan slowly approached, surrounded by many people.

A red silk carpet, a dressing box, a new jade screen... Although they were in a festive mood, Lin Beixuan felt as if he was getting goosebumps all over his body.

It is hard to tell whether the person under the red veil is Liu Fei or something else?
In the night, the red clothes are particularly eye-catching.

Liu Fei walked slowly forward, her manner becoming more and more dignified, her steps light as if she was stepping on the wind.

The evil ghost on the big man's chest was roaring, saliva splashing from its mouth, full of stench, forming a sharp contrast with Liu Fei at this time.

In this weird atmosphere, the big man couldn't bear it anymore. He roared and instantly appeared above Liu Fei's head. He opened his big mouth and wanted to swallow Liu Fei.

However, Liu Fei was not afraid at all. She raised her head calmly, and her eyes seemed to see through the red veil and see the big man's movements clearly.

A sweet laughter as melodious as silver bells came from under the veil, and the big man seemed to be fixed in mid-air, with invisible red lines pulling at his hands and feet.

These red lines came out of thin air and began to tighten and pull in all directions. The big man was hanging in the air and could hardly exert any strength. His hands and feet were pulled straight, and bone-breaking sounds were heard at his joints, as if he would be torn into pieces in the next second.

However, the big man did not sit there and wait for death. The tongue of the evil ghost in his chest suddenly stuck out. It was covered with barbs. This time, he did not stab directly at Liu Fei's heart, but like a whip, he wanted to knock the red veil away.

Obviously, he guessed that Liu Fei's strength came from the red veil. As long as he knocked it off, he would be able to break free from the restraints.

Unfortunately, although his idea was good, when his tongue was about to reach the red veil, it was pulled by a red thread that suddenly appeared.

The red string grabbed the tongue and began to pull it to the side. The big man immediately showed a panic look on his face and wanted to retract the evil ghost's tongue that had spewed out of his chest.

But the red line was extremely tough. The more force he used, the more damage it caused him, just like a knife cutting into his flesh.

"Ugh!"

The big man let out a painful scream, and the evil ghost in his chest couldn't help but roar. Although he looked scary, he lost to Liu Fei in the contest of strength.

Lin Beixuan watched as Liu Fei instantly gained the upper hand in the fight. Just as he was considering whether to take the opportunity to go up and stab the opponent with one more knife, the strength of the red line in the void increased again. Amid the big man's miserable wails, the red line successfully tore off the big man's hands, feet and tongue.

This is probably the equivalent of being torn apart by five horses!

Lin Beixuan couldn't help sweating on his forehead as he watched the big man with only his head and body falling to the ground, wailing miserably.

However, this was not the end. Liu Fei walked to the big man and held a pair of strangely shaped scissors in her hand. The handles of the scissors were wrapped with red threads, and the stretched out red threads retracted as if spiritually.

"Let me tailor clothes for you, my lord."

A voice that was totally different from Liu Fei's sounded under the veil, and a pair of scissors cut through the air. She seemed to be completing a wonderful masterpiece with her knife, cutting off the big man's skin.

When the knife touched the rotten evil spirit and the big mouth on the opponent's chest, the blade turned to the side, intentionally preserving the weirdness on the big man's chest.

Liu Fei picked up the evil ghost's skin in her hand and spread it in front of her. She looked at the evil ghost on the skin with her beautiful eyes under the big red veil and uttered a faint sigh of admiration.

From then on, art was accomplished.

(End of this chapter)