The Tao is far away

The inn has become a ruin.

The ghost bride slapped the ruins away, revealing the ground full of holes.

The ghost bride came to the entrance of a cave and walked down carrying the ghost groom's body.

Wang Chi and Xu Qianyu followed closely behind. As far as the current situation was concerned, the ghost bride seemed to no longer pose a threat to them.

The secret room that was originally hidden underground is now beyond recognition and in a mess.

Despite this, the outline of the blood pool in the center can still be barely discerned.

I saw blood gushing out from the pool, and the ground was covered with a shocking scarlet color.

The ghost bride slowly stepped onto the pool of blood and carefully placed the ghost groom's body in the damaged pool of blood. Then she stared at the pool of blood in a daze and fell into silence.

There was silence all around, and a deathly silence enveloped the entire space.

Wang Chi finally couldn't hold back any longer and took the lead in breaking the suffocating silence, saying loudly: "Sir, do you want us to just stand here with you?"

The ghost bride turned slightly to the side, looked at Wang Chi, exhaled lightly, and said slowly: "Young man, you are very brave."

Wang Chi frowned, unable to figure out the deep meaning of these words.

Before he could respond, the ghost bride spoke again: "Little girl, you are very beautiful and have a unique vision. He is very good and you are very lucky."

A look of suspicion flashed across Xu Qianyu's face.

Xu Qianyu said coldly: "Sir, please stop joking. Please quickly unlock the formation and let us leave this place."

However, the ghost bride remained unmoved.

Wang Chi took out a talisman and said, "You need to understand that we are not negotiating with you."

Wang Chi was almost losing his patience at this moment. If the ghost bride continued to be ungrateful, he wouldn't mind sending her to see her husband.

The ghost bride shook her head, stretched out her hand and waved it. A white light surged out and instantly engulfed the entire space.

"Are you still trying to use this illusion trick?" Wang Chi snorted coldly upon seeing this.

A small illusion can’t take him down!

When the white light faded, Wang Chi and Xu Qianyu saw two monks from afar. They looked exactly like the ghost bride and ghost groom.

At this moment, they were walking down the mountain gate with joy.

Wang Chi and Xu Qianyu looked at each other. This illusion seemed to be the ghost bride and her friends’ past.

Originally, the Ghost Bride and her husband were young cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage from a small sect.

The two of them fell in love with each other, and after becoming Taoist companions, they decided to go down the mountain together to travel, broaden their horizons and hone their minds.

One day, when they passed by an inn, they happened to meet another male cultivator who was also in the Qi Refining stage.

Unexpectedly, the couple quickly became familiar with the strange man as if they were old acquaintances.

However, no one expected that this seemingly friendly man actually had ulterior motives.

One night, he instigated the inn waiter to poison their food in order to seal their spiritual power. The couple was unaware of the evil nature of human nature and were completely unprepared.

The male cultivator took advantage of the darkness of night and secretly tied the man to a chair.

What is even more cruel is that this villain dared to abuse the poor woman in front of her husband.

Witnessing such a tragic scene, the anger in Wang Chi's heart instantly burst out and burned fiercely.

Wang Chi cursed angrily, "What a crazy beast!"

This kind of humiliation in public is undoubtedly a great shame for any man, and the pain is even greater than being killed directly.

At this moment, Xu Qianyu, whose face was as cold as ice, was also out of her mind, and her beautiful face had lost its usual calmness due to extreme shock.

In front of her husband, she was...

Oh my god...

Xu Qianyu covered her eyes, not wanting to see the next scene.

The man who was tightly tied to the back of the chair struggled desperately, uttering heart-wrenching roars and extremely angry curses.

His originally clear eyes were now dyed red with blood, as if they were about to spit out fire.

"You beast, let go of my wife! Come at me if you dare!"

The man roared at the top of his lungs, but the male cultivator turned a deaf ear to his pleas and continued his despicable and dirty behavior as usual.

On the other side, the woman who was forced to lie on the table was struggling with all her might, trying to break free from his clutches.

Unfortunately, the other party was too strong, and no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape.

In desperation, the woman could only stretch out her hands in vain, calling out to her beloved husband.

"Husband...save me..."

The shrill cry for help, filled with despair and fear, echoed throughout the room and lingered for a long time.

The man's eyes widened, veins bulged on his forehead, and his face was distorted to the extreme.

His heart was burning with rage, and he wished he could rush forward immediately and cut the perpetrator into pieces!

However, he was powerless at the moment, because the spiritual power in his body had been sealed, and now he was no different from an ordinary mortal.

The male cultivator seemed to have finally vented the violent rage in his heart. He let out a long breath and stopped the brutality in his hands.

Then, he slowly walked towards the man, swung the sharp sword in his hand without hesitation, and instantly cut off the man's hands and feet.

Then, the male cultivator mercilessly pressed the already dying man heavily onto the table and started a new round of inhumane torture.

He had a ferocious look on his face, and bursts of wild laughter broke out from his mouth: "Hahahaha, great! Come on, some people!"

Along with this shout, several waiters from the inn quickly rushed in from outside the door.

They walked towards the dying woman, they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Everything that was happening before his eyes was so shocking that even Wang Chi couldn't look directly at it and couldn't help but turn his head away.

Xu Qianyu, who was standing by, was trembling all over. She snuggled tightly in Wang Chi's arms, crying softly.

The poor woman had a blank look in her eyes.

She used up the last bit of her strength, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and tightly grasped the man's broken arm.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Husband... Sir..."

Before he could finish his words, the couple both fell on the blood-stained table, and there was no movement at all.

After everything calmed down, the male cultivator dismissed everyone and fell asleep comfortably on the bed.

Opposite the bed were the bodies of the couple.

The couple died with their eyes wide open, and all their unwillingness to accept the humiliation turned into overwhelming resentment at this moment.

They gave up reincarnation and turned into evil spirits, just to kill the people in front of them.

The male cultivator's soul was imprisoned by the two and tortured with ghost fire every day.

The next night, they killed everyone in the town and turned them into the living dead.

The entire inn was also refined.

The Inn will haunt the night, killing anyone who comes.

The illusion disappeared at this moment, and Wang Chi and the others returned to the blood pool again.

Wang Chi and Xu Qianyu were in a very heavy mood. They looked at the ghost bride, wondering what she was thinking.

"You show us this, do you want us to let you go?"