Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

"come here."

She stretched out her hand and pulled Lian Heng up.

Three seconds later, Lian Heng's eyes became empty and he looked lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing this, Yan Yun pinched him without hesitation, "Wake up!"

"what!"

Lian Heng came to his senses with a pale face, breathing heavily, looking around in confusion. What was going on? Why was someone beating gongs and drums?

"Are we still going on?"

Lian Heng looked at the door with a complicated look.

No one knows what is behind this door.

"Walk."

She looked at the Bagua mirror again, but still saw nothing.

In the Bagua territory, the mirror reflected the two figures in a distorted way. In this situation, she actually felt that the person in the mirror was not the same person.

The gate of the house is dilapidated, with only spots of red paint remaining.

"Squeak-"

The door opened.

A long suona sound rang out, clearly filling her ears, and then the scenes in front of her eyes jumped wildly like a kaleidoscope.

When the picture froze, both of them were stunned when they looked at the scene in front of them.

"Crackling——"

Firecrackers exploded under their feet, and there was no ancient house in front of them.

From the entrance to the courtyard and then to the inner room, all one could see were red silk ribbons of joy. The eaves, corners of the corridors, and the planted branches of flowers and willows were hung with flowers cut from red silk.

"Come again, come again..."

"Today my son is getting married, everyone, please enjoy yourselves and drink as much as you can!"

There were dozens of tables set up inside and outside the house, and the guests were drinking and chatting. It looked like just an ordinary, lively and festive wedding banquet.

But how could this happen here?

They were in a fantasy.

This was the only thought in Yan Yun’s mind.

What was even more strange was that the spiritual energy in her body seemed to have been drained away and she couldn't feel anything at all.

"Oh, the two distinguished guests are here to attend the wedding banquet, right? Come in quickly to enjoy the festive atmosphere. Someone, please arrange for the two distinguished guests to sit down."

The Huang family's master was sharp-eyed and quickly stepped forward to entertain the two of them. Although he was dressed luxuriously, he had a pointed face and monkey cheeks.

Lian Heng lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Yun.

"go in."

The two followed the servant and sat casually at a table in the corner.

She could hear the bustling noise and the happy looks on the faces of these people, but in her eyes it seemed particularly strange.

Yan Yun glanced around. Logically, on a day like this, the groom should come out to entertain the guests, but strangely, she didn't see the groom.

Lian Heng, who was sitting next to her, seemed to have guessed that the two of them must have entered some kind of illusion.

He took Yan Yun's hand and wrote on her palm: My charm technique is useless to them.

Lian Heng was very confident that anyone who was alive and had thoughts could not escape his charm, but these people were not affected at all.

Are these people all ghosts? A trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Yan Yun patted his hands and signaled him to calm down. Now they were just ordinary people, so they should not alert the enemy.

"You two are from other places, right? You look unfamiliar."

The guests at the table looked at them as if they were unfamiliar.

"Yes, we just came here today. We heard that Mr. Huang was kind-hearted, so we came here to ask for some wedding candy."

"I wonder which young man is getting married today? Why didn't I see him?"

Yan Yun smiled innocently, but asked calmly.

"Shh... kid, don't ask so many questions, or you'll be kicked out."

The man started to get nervous when he heard the word "groom". He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief 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 a great doctor and can definitely help Master Huang!"

Yan Yun whispered, and the hand under the table tugged at Lian Heng's clothes. He reacted and nodded hurriedly.

"No, no, let me tell you, actually..."

"What are you guys talking about? Are you satisfied?"

Before the man could say anything, Mr. Huang came over with a wine glass in hand and gave him a warning look, and the man immediately shut up.

He was smiling, but he looked uncomfortable no matter how you looked at him.

During the banquet, the two tried to go out, but every time they walked out the door, they were back in the mansion the next second.

This cycle repeated many times, and even Yan Yun couldn't help but get annoyed, "Go find the groom."

Her intuition told her that the groom must be the key to breaking the deadlock.

Lian Heng nodded and followed her steps.

"Where are you two going?"

Just after they took a few steps, Mr. Huang stopped them and asked, "Where are you two going?"

He still had that smiling face, and stopped the two of them, standing in front of them, "The banquet isn't over yet, what do you two want?"

"I'm just taking a look at your mansion. Why do you treat us like thieves?"

Lian Heng glanced at him.

The wind blew, and the fine hair fell down and landed in front of his eyebrows. "Could it be that you have something shameful in there?"

"Sir, you are joking. Of course it is fine. However, today is my son's big day, so I am afraid I will not have time to take care of the two distinguished guests."

Mr. Huang's face changed, but soon recovered. He smiled and led the two back to the banquet.

In the dim corner, a pair of empty eyes stared at the two of them dully, watching their every move.

Yan Yun seemed to have noticed something and looked over there, but saw nothing.

The banquet was over and the guests left one after another, leaving behind a mess.

The yard suddenly became quiet, and the red silk flowers on the branches fluttered and swayed in the wind.

The two of them tried to follow them out, but failed.

In the huge courtyard, there were only two people left in an instant.

It was 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 cold wind blew, and the red silk brocade hanging in the yard was blown down. Lian Heng stretched out his hand and caught a small red silk flower.

He put it to his nose and sniffed it gently.

"Such a heavy smell of death."

The next second, he threw it to the ground in disgust.

"Walk."

Yan Yun looked again at the corner that made her feel uncomfortable just now, but there was still nothing there.

She retracted her gaze and said, "Let's go to the backyard."

They walked around the corridor, not knowing that after they left, everything in the courtyard quickly turned to ashes and fell to the ground. The flowers and trees quickly withered and disappeared, and the bright red brocade turned black and rotten inch by inch.

And in the center, a woman in a red wedding dress appeared.

A cold wind began to blow, blowing her red veil.

They followed the red silk brocade all the way to the backyard, but still could not see anyone.

"what!"

The woman's frightened cry was heard, and although it was not strong, it was loud enough for the two of them to hear.

They suddenly stopped, looked at each other, and then quickened their pace towards the source of the sound.

Inside the mourning hall, a young woman in a red wedding dress was forced to kneel on the ground. She held the place where she had just been whipped by the old woman, and tremblingly crawled towards the coffin in the center.

Behind her, Mr. Huang and the others stood in front. They all had cold and indifferent expressions on their faces, their eyes fixed on the woman in the red wedding dress.

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