This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Carrying the Soul-Calling Bell that could cause danger at any time and the hopes of her friends, An Ling went to Canglan Sword Sect alone.

On the way, whenever she had the chance to use the "Wind Control Technique", she would use this first-class skill for both traveling and escaping to speed up her journey. After all, this bell was really a hot potato, so it would be better to hand it over to the master as soon as possible.

In order to avoid mortals using the "Wind Control Technique", An Ling chose roads through the wilderness where few people had ever been since she set out from Hongliu Town. She compared the map and found the straight line to Canglan Sword Sect, but found helplessly that this world was too big. Even if she rode the wind, the time she would need to spend on the road was still endless. Based on her current speed, she judged that it would take her about half a year to get there - and this did not take into account the time that might be wasted on the road, but only the time it would take to walk in a straight line in the right direction.

……

On the 30th day of the lunar calendar, at the hour of Hai, the moon disappears and in the sky, only thick leaden clouds move with the wind. Without the light from the moon, there is only darkness on the barren hills. "Dark" means the end of the moon, which means darkness and is also the time when bad luck gathers.

At this moment, the faint sound of suona appeared inexplicably in the distance. It sounded joyous, but it was extremely strange at this time and place, giving people goose bumps for no reason.

"Today is a great day for your daughter to get married. May you be blessed with a good marriage bestowed by heaven. May you be forever happy and prosperous. May the sky be filled with rainbows and the ground be filled with flowers. May the fairies descend to the earth and be praised by everyone. May the BMWs bring you gold ingots and the phoenixes come to build a new nest."

Along with the sound of the music, the old woman kept muttering these few words over and over again, as if she was praying for a happy marriage for the newlyweds. She kept saying it, and she didn't feel tired at all.

But who would get married in such a deserted mountain?

As they got closer, they saw the lights gradually become clearer, and they could see that it was indeed a wedding procession that came from nowhere. Although it was a wedding procession, apart from the most eye-catching sedan chair, there were only a dozen or so people accompanying the sedan chair: the matchmaker, the sedan bearer, two burly men with knives in front, and a few red-robed men who followed silently with their heads down. Apart from that, there was no one else.

At this moment, everyone outside the sedan had a pale face, their eyes glanced around nervously, and looking closely, their lips were still trembling slightly.

Oh no, this description is not accurate, because the matchmaker who was walking beside the sedan chair and muttering non-stop did not show any of the above behaviors. Her whole old face was covered with dark energy, her eyes were narrowed together, her legs and feet were not necessarily very nimble, and no one knew why she had to follow the wedding procession up the mountain.

"Today is a great day for your daughter to get married. May you be blessed with a good marriage bestowed by heaven. May you be forever happy and prosperous. May the sky be filled with rainbows and the ground be filled with flowers. May the fairies descend to the earth and be praised by everyone. May the BMWs bring you gold ingots and the phoenixes come to build a new nest."

She continued to repeat these auspicious words in a low voice, but her voice had already drifted away in the whistling mountain wind.

An Ling, who witnessed all this, said nothing, but followed them silently to guard. She did not think it was normal to get married in such a remote place at night. She had some guesses in her mind, but she needed to investigate further.

……

The wedding procession moved very fast, and the sedan bearers used all their strength to hurry along. The closer they got to the destination, the faster their steps became, and expressions of fear gradually emerged on their faces.

"We're almost there, hurry up!" They urged their companions in a low voice, cheering each other up.

After all, the sedan bearers took on this task just to make a living. No one would be willing to stay in such a dangerous and strange place for even a second longer. They definitely wanted to finish the trip quickly and go home to reunite with their families as soon as possible.

“Shh… don’t talk…” The matchmaker stared at the ground with her eyes fixed, and said sinisterly, “Remember, if anyone talks, we can never go back… hehe…”

After hearing what the matchmaker said, everyone was shocked and hurriedly lowered their heads to continue on their way, watching their noses and hearts, and quickly fell silent. At this time, the only sounds in the wedding procession were the sound of the wind and the dull footsteps.

"Hehehe..." Seeing that everyone stopped talking, the matchmaker just laughed. The laughter came from the depths of her throat, like a vibrato from the depths of hell, and there was a slight hoarseness from being stuck by phlegm. It was not sharp, but dull enough to be scary.

This year is her tenth year of wedding. She knows that as long as the wedding procession abides by the rules and does not do unnecessary things, nothing bad will happen. But if someone offends the tradition, they will only become a dowry and disappear from this world forever.

The procession continued to move forward accompanied by the festive sound of music, passing through the sparse forest and coming to the flat land at the valley, where they stopped. The sedan bearers put the sedan heavily on the ground and twisted their arms to relieve their fatigue. In the open space ahead, there was a shabby thatched house, which was lonely and had nothing around it, making it look even more desolate.

"There is a faint smell of blood..." An Ling thought to herself. She smelled the smell of blood coming from the thatched hut in front of her. It was not strong, but mixed with the fragrance of grass and soil, which was disgusting.

She looked at the team holding the ceremony, cast the "Invisibility Spell", and then swaggered into the hut. She felt that there was something strange about this trip. The terrifying wedding procession, the strange matchmaker, and this shabby hut standing alone in the wilderness... All of this might be related to monsters.

An Ling dodged and slipped into the house through the door that was not closed tightly. From a mortal's perspective, it looked like the door was just moved slightly by the wind.

The room was pitch black, and the light from the torches of the wedding procession outside could not shine in, so she cast a formal version of "Night Vision" on herself and finally saw what was inside.

The whole hut was covered with red cloth. Almost everything in sight was red. Opposite the door was a huge white "囍" character. On the wooden table below, some rotten food was placed cluttered on it. It had turned into a black mass that could not be identified. It seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time. There was a thick layer of dust on the ground. Seeing this, An Ling used the "Wind Control Technique" to make herself float in the air to prevent her footprints from falling on the dust and being discovered.

"It looks like this is the place for worshipping. But if it is used as a place for holding a wedding, it would be too simple..." After silently complaining, An Ling began to investigate the source of the bloody smell.

"Sniff sniff..." An Ling Yufeng walked around the room and found that the whole room was filled with the smell of blood. She moved closer to the hanging red cloth and found that the smell was stronger. It should be the blood that splashed on it and was absorbed by the cloth and could not be cleaned.

An Ling frowned. After discovering this, she quickly smelled the other hanging red cloths and found that the bloody smell was strongest below the word "囍" and near the door, to the point of being choking.

"Damn it! How many girls have been harmed here!" An Ling said angrily after considering the cause and effect.

First of all, this kind of wedding is not in line with the normal process. The most important point is - where is the groom? The groom should ride a horse to the bride's house to pick her up, instead of just carrying the bride to the wilderness like now.

Speaking of the wilderness, this is also a very puzzling point: this is a place that is obviously not suitable for human habitation. Even hunters should settle in places with water sources, not in this barren land where no one lives.

Finally, there was this strange hut and the blood all over the room. After this analysis, as well as the brides sent in from outside, An Ling could only draw a bold and cruel conclusion - those red cloths were stained with the blood of the girls who had been sent in to get married before.

Thinking of this, she felt angry and sad. Although she didn't know where their so-called custom came from, she was very sure that it was an evil custom that needed to be banned.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind her! An Ling turned around abruptly, and a big hand covered with black hair stretched out from the ground under the huge "囍" character!