After becoming a ghost, hold the boss's thigh tightly

Suddenly one day, the peaceful life was broken by a sudden storm. Zhao Wenxuan, the once seemingly harmless neighbor, actually colluded with a group of fierce bandits and launched a raid on Fang's house.

It was a stormy night. The Fang family's house was illuminated by the fire, and screams and cries for help were heard one after another. Zhao Wenxuan hid in the dark, with a cold smile on his face. The conspiracy he had carefully planned finally succeeded. The bandits plundered like locusts, and the Fang family's property was looted. What was even more terrifying was that the Fang family suffered misfortune in this catastrophe.

Mr. Fang and his wife fought hard, but they were no match for the bandits, who outnumbered them, and both died. The young lady of the Fang family disappeared in the chaos, and her life or death was unknown. The news quickly spread throughout the town, and people sighed and lamented the fate of the Fang family.

Shi Shan was extremely anxious when he learned that Wen Yan was missing. He asked around and did not miss any clues. Finally, through some channels, he learned that Wen Yan was imprisoned in a remote yard. This news made Shi Shan's heart sink, but it also gave him a glimmer of hope. He decided to go to the yard in person and rescue Wen Yan.

However, when Shi Shan arrived at the yard, he found that it was empty. It turned out that the other party had already noticed Shi Shan's actions and moved Wen Yan in advance. Shi Shan felt extremely frustrated and angry, and he realized that he was in a difficult struggle. But he did not give up, but continued to look for clues, determined to find Wen Yan and protect her safety.

Finally, after a long and arduous search, he found some clues and traces. These clues gave him a glimmer of hope, but also made him anxious. Because time was running out, he had to find Wen Yan as soon as possible to ensure her safety. So he made up his mind to meet Wen Yan in person to make sure she was okay.

Shi Shan rushed through the dark night, anxious and worried, just for the beautiful figure swallowed by the darkness. Although the moonlight was thin, it was enough to illuminate his firm steps towards Zhao Wenxuan's residence.

Finally, he quietly arrived at the courtyard where Wen Yan was imprisoned. He gently pushed open the door and saw Wen Yan tied to a chair. Her face was as pale as paper, but there was an unyielding tenacity in her eyes, like the brightest star in the night sky.

"Wen Yan, don't be afraid, it's me, Shi Shan." His voice was low and gentle, as if it could dispel all the haze around him.

Wen Yan looked up when she heard the voice, a spark of hope flashed in her eyes, tears and surprise intertwined: "Shi Shan, you... why are you here?"

"How could I just sit there and do nothing when I learned that you were trapped?" Shishan said as he looked around vigilantly to make sure everything was safe.

Wen Yan shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice filled with grief and indignation: "Shi Shan, don't worry about me. The Fang family has suffered misfortune, and I can't live alone."

"Wen Yan, tell me the truth and we will face it together." Shi Shan's voice was full of urgency and concern.

Wen Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in her heart, and recounted all of Zhao Wenxuan's evil deeds one by one: "It was Zhao Wenxuan. He colluded with the bandits and wiped out my entire Fang family. Now he wants to force me to marry him. I will never obey him!"

Hearing this, Shi Shan was furious and clenched his fists: "This thing is worse than a beast! Wen Yan, don't worry, I will definitely save you from suffering and seek justice for the Fang family!"

Wen Yan's eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Shi Shan gratefully: "Thank you, Shi Shan. But you have to be careful, Zhao Wenxuan is ruthless, don't underestimate him."

"Wen Yan, believe me. For you and the Fang family, I will go through fire and water without hesitation." Shi Shan's words were firm and powerful. He quickly untied Wen Yan's ropes, and the two of them escaped from the dark cage hand in hand.

That day, Wen Yan resolutely refused the wedding dress, and there was an unyielding light in her eyes, as if it could penetrate Zhao Wenxuan's disguise. Seeing this, Zhao Wenxuan sneered, as if he had expected this scene, so he took Wen Yan into the dark and damp basement.

Under the dim light, Wen Yan saw the figure who had once protected her from the wind and rain - her father, now lying unconscious on the cold ground. Her heart suddenly tightened, and tears instantly blurred her eyes.

"Dad! Wake up!" Wen Yan threw herself beside her father, crying and shouting, trying to awaken the sleeping soul. However, the only response she got was deathly silence.

Anger and despair intertwined in Wen Yan's heart. She turned around abruptly and looked directly into Zhao Wenxuan's sinister eyes: "Zhao Wenxuan, what on earth do you want to do!"

Zhao Wenxuan chuckled and pinched Wen Yan's chin. His smile was full of pride and cruelty: "Don't you know? What I want is for you to be my bride, right?"

Wen Yan's eyes flashed with determination: "Okay, I'll marry you! But you have to promise me that you won't hurt my father again and you have to treat his illness!"

Zhao Wenxuan smiled slightly, as if everything was under his control: "Of course, after all, I still need him as a witness at the wedding."

Wen Yan gritted her teeth, her heart filled with endless hatred and grief. She left the basement and returned to the place where her nightmare would begin. Under the gaze of everyone, she slowly put on the wedding dress that symbolized humiliation. However, there was no joy or expectation in her heart, only cold determination and the flame of revenge.

After learning the truth, Shi Shan was extremely anxious and took advantage of the night to sneak into the heavily guarded Zhao Mansion again. He shuttled through the winding corridors, and every step seemed particularly heavy. Finally, in a quiet courtyard, he found Wen Yan.

The moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds and fell on Wen Yan's pale face. She was looking down in deep thought, rubbing the red silk in her hands unconsciously, as if she wanted to twist all the pain and resentment in her heart into the soft fabric.

"Wen Yan!" Shi Shan's voice was low and firm, breaking the silence of the night.

Wen Yan looked up suddenly and saw that it was Shi Shan. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes: "Shi Shan, why are you here? It's very dangerous here."

"I know, but I can't just ignore you." Shi Shan walked quickly to her side and asked anxiously, "What happened? Why did you agree to marry Zhao Wenxuan?"

Wen Yan's eyes instantly turned red, tears welling up in her eyes: "Shi Shan, my father is not dead, I thought they were really dead. Zhao Wenxuan threatened me with my father, so I had to agree to his request."

Upon hearing this, Shi Shan clenched his fists and veins popped out: "This bastard! How could he do this to you!"

Wen Yan shook her head, tears finally falling: "I'm sorry, Shi Shan, I'm afraid I can't be with you anymore. I promised him that I would marry him, and this is a fact I can't change."

Shi Shan's heart was broken. He held Wen Yan's shoulders tightly and said, "No, you can't give up on yourself like this! We can find a way together. There will always be a way out."

Wen Yan smiled bitterly, her eyes full of determination: "It's useless, Shi Shan. He can threaten me with my father today, and he will threaten me with others in the future. If he threatens me with you, I... I'm scared."

Shi Shan's heart was deeply hurt. He understood Wen Yan's concerns and pain. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more firm: "Wen Yan, believe me, there is a way. But first, I must take your father away and ensure his safety."

Wen Yan looked up at Shi Shan, tears and hope flashing in her eyes: "Really? Can you really save my father?"

"I swear, I will do it." Ishiyama promised solemnly.

Wen Yan held Shi Shan's hand gratefully: "Thank you, Shi Shan. If I can wait until you come back alive, I will definitely..."

"Stop talking, Wen Yan." Shi Shan interrupted her, his eyes full of reluctance and determination, "You must stay alive and wait for me! When I come back to find you, I hope to see you intact."

Wen Yan nodded with tears in her eyes: "Okay, I'll wait for you! You must be careful."

Shi Shan looked at Wen Yan deeply, then turned and left. His back stretched out in the moonlight, looking particularly lonely and determined. Wen Yan looked at the direction he left, but she felt sorry in her heart. She was going to break her promise!

The Zhao family was decorated with lanterns and was in a festive mood. The guests were laughing and talking happily, but no one knew the pain and struggle in the bride's heart. Wen Yan stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, who was dressed in red but had a dead heart. A gleam of determination flashed in her eyes. She knew that this day would be the day she and Zhao Wenxuan would die together.

In the bridal chamber, Wen Yan's hands trembled slightly as she took out the package of drugs that the maid had secretly handed to her from her bag, carefully put it into the wine glass and poured the wine. The maid was filled with resentment for Zhao Wenxuan's evil deeds, and the flame of revenge burned in her eyes, vowing to make this evil man get the punishment he deserved.

Time seemed to freeze, and Wen Yan's heartbeat echoed in the silent wedding room. Finally, the door creaked open, and Zhao Wenxuan stumbled in, drunk. His eyes were blurry but flashing with desire for Wen Yan. "I said, I will definitely marry you!" He smiled, but that smile seemed like a devil's grin to Wen Yan.

"Zhao Wenxuan, the one you married today is nothing but an empty shell filled with hatred!" Wen Yan's voice was calm and resolute. There were no tears in her eyes, only cold hatred.

Zhao Wenxuan didn't seem to notice Wen Yan's abnormality, he was still immersed in his fantasy. "My lady, you are so beautiful." He murmured to himself, trying to get closer to Wen Yan, but she cleverly avoided him.

Wen Yan picked up the two glasses of wine that had been prepared, and handed one to Zhao Wenxuan. "Although I am reluctant, we still have to drink wine together." Her tone was calm, as if she was performing a ritual farewell.

Zhao Wenxuan took the wine glass, and they drank it at the same time. As the wine slid into her throat, Wen Yan's heart sank to the bottom. But she did not back down, she knew that this moment of sacrifice was for greater justice.

"It's time to take a break." Zhao Wenxuan said, and pulled Wen Yan towards the marriage bed. His kiss was eager and rough, falling on Wen Yan's lips, making her feel nauseous. But she endured the discomfort and waited for the critical moment to come.

Finally, Zhao Wenxuan fell on her and lost consciousness. Wen Yan pushed him away and took out a sharp hairpin from her bosom. With a firm and resolute look, she aimed at Zhao Wenxuan's heart and stabbed it without hesitation.

At that moment, all the hatred, pain and unwillingness turned into this stab. Wen Yan looked at Zhao Wenxuan's face, which was gradually losing its life, without any pity or regret in her heart. She overturned the candlestick and watched the fire spread rapidly, engulfing the entire wedding room in flames.

The blazing fire illuminated the entire yard. The blazing flames illuminated Wen Yan's pale face, making her smile appear particularly bright and firm. It was a smile of relief released from the depths of her heart, and also a proud smile of victory after suffering. She knew that this fire was not only a punishment for the sins, but also a due justice for those innocent lives lost. At the same time, it also meant that she had drawn a tragic and heroic end to her rough fate.

Shi Shan had just successfully rescued Fang's father when he noticed the blazing fire in the courtyard. At this moment, a maid suddenly appeared in front of him, calling out anxiously and handing him a letter. Shi Shan took the letter and had an ominous premonition in his heart. When he unfolded the letter and read it, his eyes were filled with disbelief and pain. He could not accept the fact in front of him, but the reality was ruthlessly placed in front of him.

"Let's leave here first!" The knight Liu Yang calmly reminded him. Shi Shan slowly came to his senses. He looked back at the yard engulfed by the sea of ​​fire for the last time, as if he could see Wen Yan's smiling face through the thick smoke. However, reality forced him to turn around and leave, leaving with a heart full of grief and helplessness.

"Wow, it's so delicious!" The black shadow exclaimed with satisfaction.

Qing Ci on the side responded respectfully: "As long as you like it, sir."

The shadow said with emotion: "I didn't expect your tribe's illusions to be so realistic that even I can't see through them."

Their eyes fell on the mirror again. The mirror had now split into two parts, reflecting the two characters, Qiu Mian and Mu Qing, respectively.

In the mirror, Qiu Mian and Mu Qing were in an illusory world, experiencing all kinds of suffering and torture. However, these negative emotions such as pain, resentment, etc., became the source of power for the black shadow.

Every time they struggled and resisted in the illusion, Black Shadow felt extremely happy, because he knew that as time went by, their resentment would become stronger and stronger, and eventually they would be completely controlled by him.

The shadow's mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug smile. He knew very well that his plan was being realized step by step, and all this was thanks to Qing Ci's talent for illusion.

Qing Ci is the evil man from before. He comes from the mysterious illusion snake clan and possesses a unique and powerful talent - illusion. This illusion is called "Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water", which can create illusory scenes and emotions that make people immersed in them.

Once someone falls into Qingci's illusion, they will face endless pain and suffering. They will experience ten kinds of pain and eight kinds of suffering, and these experiences will continue to torture their body and mind. As time goes by, they will gradually get lost in this illusory world, lose themselves, and the resentment in their hearts will grow day by day. In the end, they may become crazy and become a demon who has lost his mind.