Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Zhao Ping was overjoyed upon hearing the manor owner's wife's reply.

She wanted to laugh out loud, but then remembered that she was impersonating Leng Yuexing, so she pulled at the corners of her mouth to keep the curve from getting too big.

The landowner's wife found it even stranger after seeing it.

However, she still didn't think much of it.

She gave the order to begin preparing for the ghost marriage ceremony, but noticed the hesitant expression on the face of the servant beside her.

She asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

The servant bowed his head and said, "Madam, the rooster that leads the way should only do so after dark, as it is not dark yet..."

The manor owner's wife was taken aback upon hearing this. Oh right, she had forgotten about it too.

If it doesn't get dark, what's the point of holding a ghost marriage if Jingchen can't attend?

Thinking of this, she smiled apologetically at Leng Yuexing and said, "Yuexing, I'm sorry, you'll have to wait a little longer. We can hold the ceremony after dark, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ping's previously happy mood instantly plummeted.

The item's effect lasts only one hour. What if it's still not dark after an hour?

However, he had no way to refute the manor owner's wife, so he could only nod stiffly and say, "Okay."

Seeing Leng Yuexing's sad expression, the manor owner's wife also felt bad.

He then prevented Leng Yuexing from returning to her own room and waited for nightfall in her room.

As time ticked by, Zhao Ping grew increasingly anxious after waiting for forty minutes.

At this moment, it finally got dark, and the servant turned on the room lights.

Zhao Ping jumped up from the sofa and said quickly, "Madam, it's already dark. Shall we begin?"

The manor owner's wife smiled and nodded. She was also very happy that Leng Yuexing was eager to hold a ghost marriage.

So she gave the order for everyone to begin preparing for the ceremony.

She then led Zhao Ping towards the garden outside the villa. They were going to walk from the garden to the villa's main hall, where the ceremony would be held.

Ten more minutes passed, and with ten minutes left before the prop expired, Zhao Ping broke out in a cold sweat, his face turning pale.

At this moment, the rooster that had led the way finally arrived.

They tied one end of the red rope to the rooster's foot and the other end to Zhao Ping's wrist.

Just as the music was about to start, the red rope tied around Zhao Ping's wrist suddenly caught fire!

Zhao Ping screamed and slapped his wrist.

The red rope was burned to ashes and fell to the ground.

The manor owner's wife stared in shock at what was happening before her eyes, while the manor owner, who had rushed over, looked at Zhao Ping with a cold expression.

Su Jingchen, whose face was visible only to the manor owner, had an extremely terrifying expression on his face at this moment.

The black mist around him rose into the sky, and the faint sound of thunder could be heard in the darkness.

His deep eyes were filled with savagery.

The moment Su Jingchen arrived, he realized that the Leng Yuexing standing in front of him was a fake, an imposter!

Although his aura and appearance were exactly the same as Leng Yuexing's.

But Su Jingchen knew that the person in front of him was not Leng Yuexing.

Thinking of Leng Yuexing, whose whereabouts were unknown, a murderous intent surged within him.

He reached out and grabbed Zhao Ping by the neck, lifting him up.

A cold, deep voice entered Zhao Ping's mind.

"Tell me, where is Moonstar now?"

Because she couldn't see Su Jingchen, the manor owner's wife only saw Leng Yuexing rise into the air, her feet leaving the ground.

She looked at him in shock, then it dawned on her.

Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, and her trembling voice was like a candle flame flickering in the wind: "Is it Jingchen?"

Upon hearing this, Su Jingchen looked at his mother.

Seeing his mother's tearful face, he threw Zhao Ping, whom he was holding, away, then walked to her side and awkwardly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.

Although the manor owner's wife could not see Su Jingchen, she knew that Su Jingchen was right beside her at that moment.

Her eyes were vacant as she stared ahead and said, "Jingchen, why won't you show yourself so your mother can see you? Your mother misses you so much!"

Su Jingchen paused upon hearing this. It wasn't that he didn't want to show himself before, but the rules of the apocalypse game stipulated that he couldn't show himself in front of his mother before today.

The reason he didn't show himself at this moment was because he knew he looked terrifying and was afraid of frightening his mother.

Just as he was hesitating, Leng Yuexing's cold voice rang out.

"what happened?"

Su Jingchen turned his head instantly and looked over. After seeing Leng Yuexing, he teleported to his side and hugged him tightly.

Overwhelmed with joy, he thought he would never see Leng Yuexing again.

"I thought I'd never see you again." Su Jingchen's voice was a little hoarse.

Leng Yuexing looked at the black mist rising from Su Jingchen's body, and then at the person lying on the ground in front of her, who was also dressed in wedding attire.

He tilted his head in confusion, pointed at the person lying on the ground, and asked, "Who is he?"

Why did Leng Yuexing feel that this person's figure looked so familiar?

Zhao Ping's heart tightened when he heard Leng Yuexing's voice. There was still half an hour before the ceremony officially started, so why did Leng Yuexing come out early?

He looked up at Leng Yuexing, wanting to see what expression she would have when she saw his face, whether she would be shocked and at a loss.

It's a pity to disappoint him.

When Leng Yuexing saw Zhao Ping's face, she smiled with interest, showing no sign of shock.

He discovered that the person opposite him was exactly the same as him in both aura and appearance; it was practically another body of his.

He tried to go forward to check, but Su Jingchen held him tightly and he couldn't move.

So he patted Su Jingchen on the shoulder and said, "I'm fine, don't worry!"

Su Jingchen released Leng Yuexing, kissed him on the forehead again, and then led Leng Yuexing to his mother's side.

As soon as Leng Yuexing squatted down to examine the body of the person impersonating him, he discovered that the person's face was changing at a visible speed, eventually turning into Zhao Ping's face.

It turned out that Zhao Ping was impersonating him.

Upon closer inspection, Leng Yuexing was surprised to discover that Zhao Ping, who was impersonating him, had not actually transformed into his body, but rather created a phantom that was both real and illusory.

It's just an illusion generated by the apocalypse game, and since they're in the apocalypse game themselves, they can't see it.

When the manor owner's wife saw that the person lying on the ground was Zhao Ping, she asked in surprise and anger, "It's you?"

"No wonder you insisted on holding the ceremony early; it turns out you wanted to replace Yuexing and be the bride yourself?"

Is her Jingchen really that outstanding?

Even after he passed away, there were people vying to be his bride, even if it meant being a stand-in.

Thinking of this, the manor owner's wife looked at Zhao Ping with pity in her eyes again.

Unfortunately, he had already chosen Leng Yuexing and couldn't change his mind, so Zhao Ping's efforts were in vain.

The manor owner, who was standing nearby, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Leng Yuexing appear.

He waved his hand, ordering his servants to drag Zhao Ping away, and then re-tied the red rope around Leng Yuexing and the rooster that was leading the way.

Unexpectedly, Su Jingchen appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, the black mist that had been rising into the sky was no longer around him.

He was wearing a red wedding dress.

The style is the same as Leng Yuexing's, except that the patterns on it are slightly different.

He smiled gently at the manor owner's wife and said, "Mother."