After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

"Leaves flutter in the cool autumn wind, my body is dying and my mind is wandering..."

The closer he got to the source of the crying, the creepier Xu Hanyi felt. The person crying seemed to be singing a strange ballad. The lyrics were unclear, yet eerie.

"Old memories are like ice that freezes my heart, love and hate are hard to erase and hurt my liver and stomach..." The ballad was still being hummed, and the crying was intermittent.

Not far away, amidst the eerie mist, an ancient blue-brick house loomed. It seemed forgotten by time, its air permeated with the air of decay. Moss covered the mottled blue bricks, the red paint on the gate peeled, and the roof tiles were broken. The windows were closed, and the tattered window paper fluttered like ghostly whispers.

Dark red lanterns glowed eerily beneath the eaves, and white mourning scrolls hung all around fluttered in the wind, their writing blurred. The entire old house was immersed in a deathly silence that left one shuddering.

"The crying sounds seem to be coming from inside. This must be the source."

Xu Hanyi arrived in front of the ancient house and looked at the building in front of him with surprise.

"Will Xianbao be here?"

Xu Hanyi silently clenched the sword in his hand and walked into the ancient house without hesitation.

"Bang!"

As soon as Xu Hanyi stepped into the ancient house, the door closed automatically and the crying stopped abruptly!

Xu Hanyi glanced around warily. The deep, silent courtyard was utterly dark, lit only by the faint candlelight from lanterns on the eaves, flickering in the wind. An old coffin lay in the center of the yard, like a portal to an unknown darkness.

Around the coffin, several paper figures, draped in mourning, stood stiffly. Their pale faces looked particularly eerie in the dim candlelight, their blush and lipstick looking strangely out of place, yet possessing a distorted beauty that was eerie and horrifying.

The paper figures stared straight ahead, as if they were weeping, their hollow eyes concealing endless sorrow and fear. A gentle breeze rustled the sleeves of the paper figures, making a subtle rustling sound as if they were whispering secrets unknown to the world.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Xu Hanyi's dress moved without a breeze, and frosty sword energy spread out in all directions. In an instant, all the paper figures shattered into pieces, and scraps of paper scattered all over the ground.

"Ah~"

Suddenly a groan came from the coffin.

"I wonder how long you're going to keep playing tricks on me?"

Xu Hanyi frowned slightly and walked quickly to the dark coffin with an unhappy look.

Now that we are here, no matter whether he is a human or a ghost, for Chuan'er, anyone who stops her from finding the magic treasure should die!

"Frost Moon!"

Without hesitation, Xu Hanyi swung his sword and struck the black coffin fiercely. The ferocious blow left a startling gash in the old coffin.

"what?"

Xu Hanyi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. This seemingly shabby black coffin, after withstanding her sword attack, did not break into pieces!

"Tick."

Suddenly, in the silent yard, the sound of dripping liquid was heard.

Xu Hanyi looked in the direction of the sound and saw red liquid flowing out of the gap in the coffin!

"Tick."

The red liquid was still dripping, and the speed of dripping was getting faster and faster. After a while, it was flowing out like a stream of water.

"Well."

An extremely strong smell of blood rushed towards Xu Hanyi, choking him and causing him to quickly retreat. However, before he could recover, an even more bizarre scene appeared.

"Wow!"

A piece of white paper money slowly floated down. Immediately afterwards, countless pieces of paper money fluttered down from the sky, falling like snowflakes. Xu Hanyi looked up and saw a sky full of white paper money dancing, making the entire courtyard even more eerie.

"Sizzle-sizzle-la-la"

From afar came a sharp, piercing suona sound, as if someone was celebrating a wedding. The sound gradually approached the old house and finally stopped abruptly at the gate of the courtyard.

"crunch~"

The door that closed automatically when Xu Hanyi came in opened automatically again.

At the entrance to the old house, a fog as thick as ink seemed to swallow everything. Two rows of paper figurines, holding white lanterns, stood quietly on either side of the road.

At the very center of the old house's entrance, a wedding sedan stood proudly. Decorated with bright red silk, it stood out against the chilly atmosphere. The red silk fluttered in the wind, making a gentle rustling sound.

"Master, it's time to get into the sedan chair."

Xu Hanyi, who was gripping the sword tightly and was about to strike first, suddenly heard a voice behind her that had haunted her dreams. Her body trembled and she quickly looked back.

At some point, the old black coffin had suddenly become as crimson as if coated with red paint. The paper figures she had previously chopped to pieces had also returned to their original form, all looking up at Xu Hanyi strangely.

"Master, it's time to get into the sedan chair!"

"Hurry up and get in the sedan!"

"Aren't you going to marry me?"

"Get in the sedan!"

……

"Marry...marry Chuan'er"

Xu Hanyi slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, only the whites of his eyes remained, and his face bore the same smile as the paper figurine.

Xu Hanyi slowly walked towards the sedan chair outside the door, and then sat in the sedan chair with the help of the paper figures.

"Sizzle-sizzle-la-la"

The shrill suona sound rang out again, its sharp notes piercing the silence. The paper figures in front held white lanterns and carried paper sedan chairs, their movements stiff and mechanical. The paper figures behind followed, continuously scattering paper money, which fluttered like snowflakes.

"Wow."

In the courtyard, the paper figurine, which had been restored to its original form, lay in pieces on the ground. The blood-stained coffin gradually faded, returning to its original appearance. A gentle breeze blew by, and silence fell upon the place once again. The courtyard door remained wide open, and mournful cries, accompanied by a ballad, echoed once more, as if awaiting the next person to arrive.

……

"Strange, why did the crying stop?" Lin Chuan stopped and looked around in confusion.

"Are we there yet?" The two girls asked curiously when they saw Lin Chuan stop. Throughout the journey, only Lin Chuan had heard the strange crying sound; they hadn't heard it at all.

"It probably hasn't arrived yet, because the crying suddenly stopped."

"Has it stopped?" Li Yue glanced around. Visibility was still very low, and it was unclear where they were going. Their only clue was gone, and it looked like they were going to be wandering around in the fog like headless chickens again.

"Could it be that the owner of that voice is tired of crying?" Li Yue expressed her thoughts.

"I can't rule that out." Lin Chuan nodded, using his psychic eyes to look around. His psychic eyes could still be used in the fog, but it wasn't very useful, only increasing his visual range by a few dozen meters compared to when it was not activated, and it couldn't be used for long periods of time.

"It seems that she is really tired of crying." Lin Chuan looked around and still found nothing.

"Let's sit down and rest for a while. It's so blind..." Before Li Yue could finish her words, she started crying again. This time, the crying seemed much louder, and even she could hear it.

The three of them looked at each other. After confirming that they had all heard it, Li Yue grabbed Jiang Wanying and Lin Chuan and rushed towards the direction of the crying.

……