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MTL - Be a Social Cow In An Infinite Game-Chapter 113 bride (thirty one)
Under the night, the bright moon is as cool as water.
The flying carriage landed gently under the moonlight in the night wind.
Xiao Jinniang also landed on the roof of the carriage.
Langyue raised her eyes to look, and the Sanqing Temple was right in front of her eyes.
The Sanqing Temple is huge in scale and magnificently built, which is quite different from their Qingyue Temple.
Standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple was a man he was extremely familiar with—an old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest stood alone at the entrance of the gymnasium with a fly whisk in his hand, his calm expression contained a sense of resignation to death.
The red silk that symbolizes death surged from all directions, hovering around him like poisonous snakes ready to go.
Langyue frowned tightly: "Old man, what are you doing here? Don't struggle, hand over Miss Liu Er quickly!"
Sitting in Jing Ruyu's arms, Bubu imitated his speech and shouted loudly: "Hand it over!"
After learning, he raised his head again, articulated clearly, and obediently asked Jing Ruyu: "Who is Miss Liu Er?"
Langyue: "..."
So you kid is just yelling, right? ?
Jing Ruyu heard the voice and said, "It's Sister Congjia."
Bubu immediately turned to the old Taoist priest: "Sister Congjia, hand it over!"
Xia Zhiyi followed suit and poked her head out: "That's right, quickly hand over Ms. Liu, don't fight peacefully, you have done a lot of immoral things, let's accumulate some virtue for yourself now, and make up for your mistakes."
Boob echoed: "That's right!"
In terms of support ability, none of you here can compare to Boo Boo.
Xiao Jinniang listened to their words and looked down at the old Taoist priest.
All resistance in front of her ghost king is like a gnat shaking a tree, a mantis blocking a car, and a dead end.
If the old Taoist is also overreaching, she will definitely make him regret it, and then dig three feet to find her Jiaer.
But seeing the old Taoist put his hands into his sleeves, he shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "The poor Taoist has been waiting here for a long time, and he has no intention of resisting."
Xiao Jinniang looked at him.
The players also looked at him.
Boo Boo tilted his head, trying to understand what he meant.
The old Taoist said calmly: "Pin Dao has already counted today as the time of his death, and I don't want to waste my efforts in struggling, so I am willing to cooperate, so that the ghost king can spare my disciple.
"This matter has nothing to do with them, and I hope the ghost king will not implicate them."
When everyone heard it, they were good at knowing each other.
Lang Yue sarcastically said: "If you had such awareness in the past, you wouldn't be helping the evildoers."
The old Taoist smiled and shook his head.
He knew that he would definitely die today, and it was useless to ask for help.
Before life and death, all things big and small, money and wealth can be taken care of and let go.
After he finished speaking, Xiao Jinniang waved her hand, and a red silk flew out of her wide sleeve with light, piercing into the old Taoist's chest with lightning speed.
It's not painful, but it's a very dangerous threat.
Xiao Jinniang warned: "If you dare to play tricks, I will kill you on the spot and wash the Sanqing Temple with blood."
"lead the way."
The aloof ghost king spoke.
The old Taoist didn't say much, he waved his whisk and said sincerely, "It's in the back mountain, please."
…
Sanqing Temple is built next to the mountain.
There are many trees and abundant resources on the back mountain.
There is only one place that is different—the only willow tree in the entire mountain is planted there.
Willow, a tree that wards off evil spirits and exorcises ghosts.
The old Taoist stopped in front of the willow tree and raised his head to measure.
The moonlight passes through the lush weeping willows, stroking the swaying emerald colors in the cool night wind.
This should have been a good sight, but unfortunately it was not the right time.
He said, "Miss Liu Er is buried under the willow tree."
All the people present gasped.
Below...they actually buried Liu Congjia under the willow tree.
Xiao Jinniang looked down at the land under the willow tree upon hearing this.
there…
Her Jiaer is there...but why is her Jiaer there?
Her actions came faster than doubts.
Everyone only heard a loud bang, and subconsciously dispersed.
Looking back, the heavy willow tree slowly collapsed, splashing the ground weakly amidst the loud noise and flying dust.
Xiao Jinniang flipped her palms neatly.
The sand and soil immediately parted obediently, and smoke was everywhere.
In the next second, a black coffin broke through the fog and landed smoothly on the open space next to it.
A circle of black and red talisman paper was pasted on the coffin, and the four corners were nailed to death with wooden nails, as if to prevent the contents from getting out.
Lang Yue took a few more glances before recognizing what the talisman paper was on it.
"It's a talisman," he glanced again, "there are twelve talismans on it."
"That's right," said the old Taoist priest, "this is indeed a talisman."
The talisman, as the name suggests, is a talisman that hides one's whereabouts.
It's just that Xia Zhiyi and Jing Ruyu didn't understand why there were so many twelve posts.
Langyue saw their doubts, and turned her head to stare at the old Taoist priest: "If you stick more than one stick, it will be more powerful. If you stick all twelve sticks, even the gods of Da Luo can't find it. Is that what you mean?"
The old Taoist did not deny it: "It is indeed the order of the employer."
The two suddenly realized.
No wonder Xiao Jinniang became a ghost king and couldn't find Liu Congjia.
It's too ruthless, those two stinky men are really too ruthless!
She and Jing Ruyu couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Xiao Jinniang, but suddenly saw a ray of emotion called "rejection" in each other's eyes.
"No," she said, "it's not Jiaer."
Hesitation fell between her brows, and melancholy accumulated in her heart, making it difficult for her to move forward.
how can that be?
When she died, her Jia'er was still alive and well, how could she become a coffin in the blink of an eye?
Jia'er's death was obviously lied to by them, how could it be true?
Jiaer... her Jiaer should be waiting for her...
Xia Zhiyi couldn't bear it, and remembering that Liu Congjia was the most yin and pure body, a ray of hope suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Xiao Jinniang is also the most yin and pure, and because of this, she became the ghost king, which means that Liu Congjia can also become the ghost king.
It is not so easy for the ghost king to die, maybe she has already become the ghost king, but she is confined in this coffin, unable to leave, and can only wait for her lover to rescue her.
"Maybe Miss Liu is not dead yet," Xia Zhiyi comforted Xiao Jinniang, "She is the most yin and pure body just like you, maybe she was just sealed in this coffin, she may have been waiting for you!"
When Xiao Jinniang heard the words, she moved gracefully and lightly, and a bright light suddenly appeared in her eyes.
Yes, maybe?
Her Jia'er said that even if she died, she would come to her with one breath...
She must be waiting for her, waiting for the chance to meet her again.
As a result, the old Taoist poured cold water on him the next moment.
"It's impossible."
All eyes immediately focused on him.
Even Xiao Jinniang was looking at him with anger and hatred in his eyes.
He accepted it calmly, and raised his eyes to look at Liu Congjia's coffin: "If the most yin and pure person dies with hatred, it will indeed turn into a ghost king and become a serious problem, but it will take time.
"It's as short as five days, and as long as seven days."
"When Young Master Liu and Young Master Wu brought Ms. Liu to my Sanqing Temple, she had only been dead for three days, and it was the time when the group gathered strength to gather momentum and change, so there was nothing to fear.
"So, they want me to use the soul-destroying nail on her...destroy the soul.
"When the three souls and seven souls are gone, people will disappear forever between the heaven and the earth, and they will never be able to become ghosts and cause catastrophe again."
Liu Lishu has practiced Taoism and knows some things about Taoism. He knows the power of the most yin and pure body.
He didn't expect his younger sister to have such a strong temper, so he chose to go with Xiao Jinniang.
He was worried that his sister would retaliate against him, so he became more ruthless and chose to act first.
In his heart, no one is more important than himself.
Anyone who can threaten him is a stumbling block that must be removed, even if it is his own sister.
"And you, Miss Xiao," the old Taoist turned to look at Xiao Jinniang, "The poor Taoist didn't know that you were also the most yin and pure body after seven days of your death."
He is slow to know, which means Liu Lishu is slow to know.
It is precisely because of this that Liu Lishu did not have time to attack Xiao Jinniang.
Xia Zhiyi and the others couldn't believe their ears.
In this way, Liu Congjia died twice, and the second time was in the hands of his own brother...
In amazement, a red shadow flashed in front of their eyes.
When he saw the situation clearly, the old Taoist priest was being strangled by Xiao Jinniang, and he was leaning against the tree.
"You killed my Jiaer..."
Her voice was filled with pain as well as hatred and resentment, and her killing intent was even stronger than ever before.
At this moment, she wished she could kill everyone to bury Jia'er with her!
The old Taoist showed pain, his face turned red from being pinched.
He knew that his virtue was at fault, but he did not resist.
"I know today is my...death..."
Xiao Jinniang is getting stronger and stronger, Liu Lishu and Wu Mingyi are defeated, he will definitely die today.
He has already calculated all this, so he does not resist.
Fate is like this, it's just karma.
Xiao Jinniang turned her head to look at the black coffin, without thinking about it, she shook off him, and turned to go to her lover.
She must have a way to save her, there must be!
Raising his hand to open the coffin, the wooden nails embedded in the four corners instantly fell off and flew out.
With a flick of his wide sleeves, the coffin lid was pushed away, revealing the appearance of the woman in the coffin.
That was the face she was most familiar with.
The person she was thinking of was wearing a red wedding dress, with a soul-destroying nail nailed to his chest, and he was lying peacefully in the coffin with his eyes closed.
Liu Congjia's makeup and hair are beautiful, and it is not difficult to see that she has been well-groomed before she died.
When stepping towards death, she must be very calm, even full of joy, because she is about to meet her beloved.
If you can't be together during life, then you will depend on each other after death.
But...but...
Standing by the coffin, Xiao Jinniang looked at her lover's sleeping state with closed eyes, and reached out to stroke her face.
Between the drooping eyes, a tear fell silently.
This is her weakest moment as the ghost king.
"Jiaer..."
She held her hand and murmured her name in a low voice, crying uncontrollably.
"How did this happen, why, why..."
They clearly did nothing wrong, they just loved each other deeply, why did they have to go through so much suffering, and even staying together after death became a luxury?
Why did God treat them like this? !
why! !
Suddenly, the hand in the palm moved slightly.
Xiao Jinniang froze for a moment, then hurriedly raised her head to meet those bright and gentle eyes.
"Jiaer..."
She was overjoyed.
Liu Congjia, who had come back from the dead, gently reached out to stroke her face, and suddenly there was a realization in his eyes that his wish had come true.
"Jinniang, I finally saw you."
Xiao Jinniang held her hand tightly, nodded in response to her words, her eyes were full of joy, but before she had time to say anything, she saw Liu Congjia slowly closing her eyes, and her hand fell from her cheek weakly.
The soul-destroying nail on Liu Congjia's chest suddenly disappeared.
Her body suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and her peaceful and satisfied face also turned into mottled lights, which melted into the night wind and could not be retained.
In the end, only a skeleton in a bridal gown remained in the coffin.
She held on to a ray of obsession that has survived to this day.
Finally she saw her beloved and fulfilled her promise.
——Jinniang, I will save my breath to see you, and then stay by your side, not going anywhere.
Sudden changes, the brief encounter was forced to separate.
Xiao Jinniang couldn't accept it and completely collapsed.
"Don't...Jia Er, don't go!
"don't want!!"
She held Liu Congjia's bones in agony and cried loudly.
The cry was so shrill and heartbreaking that people couldn't bear to hear it.
The dense night was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and suddenly there was a torrential rain, as if even God was crying that the fate of the two of them was too bitter.
The old Taoist was the first to die in Huangquan because of this.
A ray of red light suddenly pierced his chest, taking his life, and blood spurted out.
The heavy rain washed away the blood in an instant, but it still couldn't take away Xiao Jinniang's pain.
They've waited so long for each other, but it's still too late...
No one stepped forward to disturb her, and no one moved.
Everyone didn't care about being wet by the rain.
Xia Zhiyi listened to her crying, looked at her helpless, and seemed to understand why Jing Ruyu was afraid of her crying.
Lovers are separated, it is too painful.
But who can be sure that this will not be their future?
In the rainy night, she gently held Jing Ruyu's hand.
They intertwined their fingers without saying a word, and just accompanied each other quietly.
The road ahead is long, cherish the present company.
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