The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Li Zhiming was not very lucky.

The mass graves are densely packed with tombs, but most of them are bones exposed in the ground.

He wasn't a doctor, but he could tell that some of the bones came from humans, while others belonged to animals he didn't know.

The bones had become brittle due to long-term wind erosion. He walked over and occasionally stepped on two bones, breaking them with a crisp "crack" sound.

The wind whistled through the skull's black eye sockets and came out from the other side, making a "whooshing" sound, as if someone was mournfully weeping.

After a while, Li Zhiming adjusted to the sight. Although the place was littered with corpses, upon closer inspection, all he could see were the remnants of soulless bodies, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Until the "whooshing" sound in my ear grew louder and louder—

Li Zhiming paused.

It's okay, as long as he can't see it, he won't be afraid!

He encouraged himself in his heart.

Although he had not yet refined a pill that would completely prevent him from seeing ghosts, he had come up with a solution.

That is to close your eyes.

Stand still, move your lips, and silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

Seeing that Li Zhiming remained unmoved, the "woo-woo" sound gradually disappeared.

I've finally given up!

Li Zhiming couldn't help but praise himself for his cleverness.

Presumably, when Red Bean Girl finds out, she will praise herself for being clever and a good candidate for husband.

He opened his eyes with a pleasant feeling—

A beautiful face, half drooping with rotting flesh revealing stark white bones, and the other half perfectly intact, was pressed against his face, less than a centimeter away.

Li Zhiming's smile froze on his lips.

He fainted in less than a second.

……

Hu Muyu touched her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering.

She opened her eyes.

But no matter where you look, it's all pitch black.

For a moment, Hu Muyu didn't know whether she had been deprived of her sight or was in complete darkness.

She tentatively called out, "Little sister?"

In the silence, she made a sound, but heard nothing.

Hu Muyu became somewhat panicked.

Is she deaf or mute now?

Why can't she hear her own voice?

Just then, a rustling noise grew closer and closer to her—

……

Luo Qingcheng and Xiaobaihua stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Seeing that Xiaobaihua was determined not to find a doctor for her Yu-gege, Luo Qingcheng stopped caring.

She got up, took off her outermost, cumbersome bright red wedding dress, and threw it on Yulang's head, not caring if she suffocated him.

After searching the surrounding area and finding nothing, I decided to go out and see what was going on.

Xiao Baihua stood aside, coldly watching Luo Qingcheng's actions. Only when she saw Luo Qingcheng about to leave did she kick the still-lying Yu Gege again and hurriedly follow.

After the wedding ceremony, the whole process usually takes place in the evening, and the scene that should have been lively is completely empty.

The empty mansion looked eerie at night.

Fortunately, the red lanterns hanging from the eaves emitted a light, which, while not as bright as day, was enough to make it barely visible.

As Little White Flower walked, she said, "You dared to hurt Brother Yu. Now you know you're scared, but it's too late. When your aunt comes, it will be too late for you to regret it!"

Does this mean that this aunt is the big boss?

Away from Yu Lang, Luo Qingcheng was able to speak more normally. After a moment's thought, she said, "Cousin, you are joking. My mother-in-law is kind and gentle, and has always treated me very well. How could she possibly believe your one-sided story?"

She appears naive and trusting that her mother-in-law won't harm her, but her tone is actually quite confident and fearless.

Luo Qingcheng couldn't help but think of the "pearl" that the young man had mentioned before.

It seems that this "pearl" is something that both the mother and son want.

Her mission in this sea illusion was to "obtain the red pearl bestowed by the sea god's true heart," which seemed like one mission but was actually three.

First, find the sea god.

Second, gifts from the sea god are genuine; those obtained through other means do not count.

Third, red pearls.

She wondered if the pearl that Yu Lang and his mother wanted was related to the pearl mentioned in the mission.

The little white flower has been in the illusion longer than her. If she could cooperate with the little white flower, she would achieve twice the result with half the effort. The biggest problem now is that she and the little white flower can only communicate according to the limitations of the plot.

Fortunately, Little White Flower is very clever and kept giving her various messages.

Sure enough, upon hearing what Luo Qingcheng said, Xiaobaihua looked indignant and said, "Hehe, no matter how many wives Brother Yu marries, he will still love me the most. When Aunt comes, you will know the consequences of hurting Brother Yu."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingcheng felt a sense of urgency.

Regardless of how many wives Yulang has married, it means that Yulang has been married many times. So where did all those previous brides go?

As for Xiaobaihua's repeated emphasis on "waiting for her aunt to come would be detrimental to her," it means that Xiaobaihua is well aware that Yulang and his mother have already obtained the pearl they wanted, or at least have clues on how to obtain it. The so-called bargaining chips she holds are of no use to this aunt.

She said, "Impossible! Yulang's true love must be me! Otherwise, he wouldn't have married me!"

What was the meaning behind Yulang's previous behavior of asking her for pearls?

Little White Flower: "The previous few thought the same way as you. Do you really think you're special?"

Luo Qingcheng's heart stirred.

"I do not believe!"

Little White Flower: "Then I'll show you what happens to them!"

As she spoke, Xiaobaihua grabbed Luo Qingcheng's hand. She didn't struggle; it was precisely for this purpose that she had been arguing with Xiaobaihua for so long.

Presumably, if she didn't take the initiative to suggest meeting the previous bride, the innocent girl wouldn't have taken her there on her own initiative, which is why she induced Luo Qingcheng to say such things.

only--

Luo Qingcheng didn't quite understand why Xiaobaihua's hands felt wet and sticky.

Although she felt uncomfortable, Luo Qingcheng did not struggle and let Xiaobaihua lead her around to the back of the house.

A chilling wind blew along the way, but we didn't encounter a single person.

It's like a haunted house.

The route was a bit complicated, but fortunately, Luo Qingcheng had a photographic memory. After many twists and turns, he arrived at a house that seemed somewhat out of place in this luxurious haunted mansion.

In front of the dilapidated thatched hut, Xiaobaihua finally let go of Luo Qingcheng's hand.

Luo Qingcheng wiped his hands on his clothes to remove the dampness.

"They're inside."

Luo Qingcheng didn't say anything, but reached out and pushed open the rickety, dilapidated door.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down after I pushed the door open completely.

Although the visibility was poor, it was still clear that the room was empty, which puzzled her.

"I knew you were lying to me; there's nothing in here."

She turned to look at Little White Flower, who was holding a candlestick that emitted a faint yellow light.

She carried the candlestick into the thatched hut and placed it on the ground.

He ruffled the tangled thatch on the ground.

Luo Qingcheng then noticed a pull ring on the ground.

There is a basement here.

Luo Qingcheng stepped forward to pull up the ring.

But Little White Flower stopped them.

Before Luo Qingcheng could ask why, Xiaobaihua silently took her hand away again, as if her action just now was just a spur-of-the-moment thing.

Luo Qingcheng didn't ask any more questions. He then pulled the ring, and with a heavy creak, a dark staircase snaked into the darkness.