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

"Who are you?" Jiang Wanying looked at the woman in front of her warily.

"She is the old woman." Li Yue looked at the woman in front of her coldly and explained to Jiang Wanying what happened after she fainted.

"I underestimate you."

The woman lit the tobacco, took a deep puff, and then slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Be careful of the smoke coming out of her mouth!" Jiang Wanying held her breath quickly as if facing a great enemy.

"You've become smarter, but I don't intend to knock you out this time."

The woman continued to puff on her pipe, ignoring the wariness in the three men's eyes.

"Frost Moon!"

Xu Hanyi didn't want to just waste time, so he gathered all his sword energy into the tip of his sword and stabbed it fiercely at the woman.

However, just as Xu Hanyi thrust out the sword, the formation under his feet lit up, and the fierce attack seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and could not hurt the woman at all.

"what on earth do you want?"

Xu Hanyi looked at the woman in front of him with unfriendly eyes and asked in a cold voice.

"That depends on whether your companions can bring back the Yin-Yang Samsara Mirror."

The woman smiled faintly, then left the place in a swagger, as if she was not afraid at all of Xu Hanyi and others escaping.

"Did I let you go?"

Xu Hanyi was furious, the sword energy in his body surged wildly, and he rushed towards the woman's back with a long sword in hand.

"Buzz!"

The formation lit up, but Xu Hanyi's attack was still ineffective, and they were trapped in the formation and unable to leave.

……

Qing Mansion.

"Qin Lang, you can come in."

Just when Lin Chuan was still thinking about how to get out, a charming voice came.

Lin Chuan: "..."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Lin Chuan had to grit his teeth and move slowly and arduously towards the room as if his feet were bound by heavy lead blocks.

Suddenly, Lin Chuan felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the room.

Inside the room, red silk spun around the beams, brocade curtains draped to the floor. Double-happiness paper-cuts were pasted on the carved windows, and vermilion lacquered tables and chairs were neatly arranged. On the table, red candles burned brightly, their wax dripping. In the corner, auspicious smoke curled from a golden censer, filling the room with a hazy atmosphere. And he, at some point, had already donned his wedding attire.

"Qin Lang~"

The charming voice came again. Lin Chuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qing Shu wearing a red wedding dress and a red veil on her head, sitting quietly beside the bed.

Even through the tightly covered red veil, Lin Chuan could still deeply feel Qing Shu's extremely hot gaze looking at him.

"..."

Just as Lin Chuan was about to say something else, his body moved uncontrollably towards the bed.

The arm was slowly raised, the red veil gently slid off, and a delicate and beautiful face appeared before the eyes.

"Qin...husband~"

Qing Shu looked at Lin Chuan with burning eyes, her voice soft and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing past his ears.

"I……"

Lin Chuan was about to speak when he felt dizzy again. When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the bed.

"I'll help my husband undress."

Qingshu's pretty face was already covered with an intoxicating blush. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably as she slowly helped Lin Chuan undress.

"..."

"Wait……"

Lin Chuan was very anxious and just as he was about to stand up, he was held down by Qing Shu.

"Shh~, today is our wedding day, I don't want my husband to say anything else."

Qingshu's jade fingers gently touched Lin Chuan's lips, and then the candle went out.

A faint whisper permeates Wushan Mountain, and the lingering sound lingers among them. It is like a dreamlike fantasy in the clouds, ethereal and ethereal like a fairyland.

After a long time, Lin Chuan fell into a deep sleep.

"Keep this, it can help you stabilize your soul."

"Qin Lang, will you come back?"

"..."

"Wait until you come back and marry me, okay?"

"it is good."

……

"Qin Lang, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you..."

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Chuan slowly woke up from his bed, feeling a sore back and weak limbs. He didn't know if it was because of the nightmare or because...

Lin Chuan looked up and around, but did not see Qing Shu. If it were not for the glaring red mark on the sheet, Lin Chuan would have thought it was all an illusion.

Rubbing his aching head, Lin Chuan walked out of the room. The gate of the yard had been opened at some point, but Qing Shu was still nowhere to be seen in the yard.

"Does this allow me to leave?"

"What's going on here? A love story between a human and a ghost? But she's not a ghost!"

Lin Chuan returned to the room, planned to change out of his wedding clothes, and then go out to find Lao Deng. He always felt that Lao Deng was the culprit who kidnapped his master!

"Huh? This is it?"

I saw that the clothes that I didn't know when I had changed were quietly placed on the bedside, as if they had been carefully arranged, and right on top of these clothes, there was a mirror.

"Isn't this the mirror Qingshu used to put on makeup yesterday? Could this be the Yin-Yang Samsara Mirror? But why did she give this mirror to me?"

Lin Chuan picked up the mirror and rubbed it carefully. The mirror was of ordinary style, like the ones you can find everywhere in the market. On the back of it, there was a poem:

When did your figure come back to me so late? I counted your silver hairs on your temples.

I am afraid of the pain of separation in this world, my heart is tied to you and my dreams are of you.

It is hard to expect that we can stay together because of our love. Tears are streaming down my cheeks with so much feelings.

I only wish that we can grow old together in the next life, so that this hatred will never end.

The handwriting is beautiful and you can tell it is from a woman.

"Hey."

Lin Chuan sighed softly, put on his original clothes, looked back at the house for the last time, and then left the old house.

"Bang!"

The moment he stepped over the gate of the ancient house, the gate closed instantly.

"..."

"Why do I feel like I'm being kicked out of the house?" Lin Chuan said helplessly.

Looking at the thick fog around him, Lin Chuan crushed the worn token the old man had given him. There was no way, the fog was so thick that he couldn't find his way back.

"I didn't expect you to actually get it..."

Inside the cabin, the woman seemed to sense something, a look of surprise on her face. She then picked up the old man's skin from the ground and brushed off the dust.

After a series of crackling sounds of bones, the plump woman disappeared, and only an old man with a hunched back and wrinkled face was left in the room.

The old man walked out of the wooden house quickly and then rushed towards the ancient house.

"Why hasn't Lao Deng come yet?"

Lin Chuan, waiting on the side, cursed. Damn it! He said if he stole the mirror, he'd crush the wooden sign and come pick him up. It's been a few minutes already? If he had really stolen the mirror, his body would probably be hanging on the gate like the red lantern.

"Ahem, did you manage to obtain the Yin-Yang Samsara Mirror?"

Not far away, a hunched black figure slowly walked towards Lin Chuan.

"Old...old senior, why did you come just now? You don't know how terrifying the old witch in that house is. I..."

Lin Chuan strode up to the old man and spoke with tears streaming down his face.

The red lanterns at the door of the ancient house fluttered without wind.

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