Dang, dang, dang--

The crisp and steady sound of knocking fell, and the ghost wearing dark red clothes lifted the red sedan chair and stood silently at the door of the attic. The voice of an old hunchbacked woman sounded mournfully:

"Madam, the auspicious time is approaching. Please get on the sedan chair."

There was no response from inside the door.

The old woman ghost was not surprised by the appearance of the ghost, and she knocked and called a few more times. Seeing that the heavenly maiden inside the door still did not respond, two extremely tall and sturdy ghosts with green faces and fangs stepped forward, wearing items that restrained spiritual energy, intending to forcibly bring the heavenly maiden out of the door.

But before they could make a move, the wooden door of the attic unexpectedly opened on its own with a creak.

The group of ghosts looked on in surprise.

The heavenly maiden, dressed in a red wedding gown, was already standing in front of the door, and she had even voluntarily covered her head.

Her hands were folded on her abdomen.

But she remained silent.

This scene was unexpected, and after the old woman ghost's surprise subsided, she simply took it as the heavenly maiden, who had been stubborn for over a hundred years, finally coming to her senses. It saved her some trouble. She bowed with a hunched back and smiled apologetically:

"Madam is already prepared. Please get on the sedan chair."

"You blind fools, get out of the way!"

The many ghosts dispersed, but they still formed a surrounding formation.

The sedan chair tilted slightly downward, and a ghost pulled back the curtain of the sedan door. When the heavenly maiden sat silently on the sedan chair, they lowered the curtain. Then, eighteen ghosts exerted their strength together to lift the sedan chair. The eerie sound of the suona horn rang out again. The old woman ghost with the appearance of an old hunchback wore a rare satisfied smile on her face and shouted in a high-pitched voice:

"Madam, get on the sedan chair!"

"Go down the mountain and return to the mansion!"

The group of ghosts surrounded the dark red sedan chair and headed towards the ghost mansion at the foot of the mountain.

Along the way, many ghosts gathered on both sides of the road. When the sedan chair passed by, they continuously bowed and bent over, saying beautiful words of congratulations, their eyes glancing towards the red sedan chair, hoping to catch a glimpse of the heavenly maiden's true appearance. In the end, it was all in vain.

...............

The news of the heavenly maiden descending the mountain quickly reached the ears of the Ghost King.

The man stood up in astonishment, his eyes filled with boundless shock and joy:

"What?! The heavenly maiden is willing to come down?!"

"You didn't deceive me?!"

"I dare not!"

The ghost knelt down and kowtowed, recounting the story of the heavenly maiden finally leaving the house, already dressed in a wedding gown and sitting on the red sedan chair as it was carried down the mountain. Finally, he said that the heavenly maiden was now in the ghost domain mansion that the Ghost King had built for the grand wedding.

Many ghosts had witnessed this event, so it couldn't be more real.

The Ghost King paced back and forth, his face filled with joy that could hardly be contained. The man in the black Daoist robe beside him was surprised and said, "Strange, very strange. That heavenly maiden has been on guard for a hundred years. How could she give up at this moment? According to calculations, her power will not be exhausted for a few more hours."

"There must be a change. Perhaps the heavenly maiden intends to make a move against you in the end."

The Ghost King shook his head nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter."

"Without her feathered robe, she has no cultivation. The spiritual energy she uses to protect herself is still effective, and it cannot harm me. Even if she can harm me, if she can take a breath and understand my true feelings, then I am willing. Moreover, according to calculations, her remaining cultivation is not enough to break through my defense."

His voice paused for a moment, as if he remembered something, and he murmured:

"That's right, she must want to save those mortals."

"She has always been kind-hearted."

"If she is willing to follow me, what harm is there in sparing those mortals for now?"

He turned to the kneeling ghost and said, "Go, suppress those mortals for now. This time, I will have a grand feast. You are not allowed to touch their flesh and blood for three days."

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The ghost understood the meaning behind these words. After three days, the wedding would be over, and another feast would be held. The ghosts were overjoyed.

Drinking and feasting, cheers and prayers filled the air, creating a lively atmosphere.

The Ghost King raised his cup to toast the ghosts and then let them enjoy themselves. Today's fine wine and food must be fully enjoyed, allowing this scene of dancing demons to become even more lively. He turned to the Daoist and said, "Today, I can fulfill my wish thanks to the kindness of the Daoist. I will never forget the promise. Please enjoy the feast today."

The Daoist in black nodded and casually said, "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. My friend, please enjoy yourself."

So the Ghost King rode a gust of black wind and returned to his own mansion. It still had the appearance of his former residence, but it was even more luxurious than his previous life. He took steps forward, waved his sleeve to dismiss the many ghosts in the mansion, and looked from afar as the main house lit up with lights, the silhouette of the heavenly maiden with her head covered falling on the window.

With just one cup of wine, the Ghost King felt like he was getting drunk.

He even had the feeling of being tipsy.

He reached out and undid the buttons at his collar, taking step by step forward.

There is a line of poetry in the mortal world, "Near the hometown, one becomes more timid in love, not daring to ask about the visitor."

He also had this feeling.

He pushed open the door and saw the heavenly maiden sitting quietly in a red wedding gown, covering her head beside the red candle.

Watching flowers under the moon, waiting to see a beautiful woman later.

The Ghost King swallowed his saliva.Countless times in his dreams, what he had thought and desired was about to come true today. The overwhelming joy made him wonder if this was also a dream. With each step closer, his past memories became clearer.

The first encounter in his youth, he was awestruck by her beauty.

Then he obtained the finest silk and satin, exquisite food and wine, and her disdain.

Even to the extent that he sealed her feathered robe with dark magic and buried it underground.

All the past events were vivid in his mind, yet they seemed like a dream.

The Ghost King sat in front of the Celestial Maiden, whispering softly, "Finally... you are finally mine."

He picked up the wine on the table, poured two cups, and said with a smile:

"I've wanted to do this for a very long time. Don't worry, this is mortal wine, the best-selling kind in the city back in our days. It took me a hundred years to slowly recreate it. I only have these two cups. Come, give it a try."

He poured two cups and handed one over.

The Celestial Maiden seemed to hesitate, but still extended her fair hand, picked up a cup, and drank.

The Ghost King drained his cup, seemingly drunk.

Taking advantage of the Celestial Maiden's moment of drinking, he lifted the red bridal veil with a golden rod.

In that instant, it seemed as if time had slowed down.

It was his deep affection from his youth, the deep-rooted obsession as he grew up, his deity, and his demon. But now it was all over. There was no more burning jealousy in his heart, only calm affection. As the red veil fell, the Ghost King looked at her with drunken eyes, but his expression suddenly froze.

It was a young man with handsome features and a smile on his lips.

The red wedding dress shattered like bubbles.

The young man picked up the wine cup, tilted his head back and drank, consuming the Ghost King's hundred years of painstaking efforts.

"Great wine!"

He laughed heartily.

Before his words fell, the green blade in his hand was already slashing down!

"I should return the favor!"

……………………

Boom!!!

The roar of the large excavator engine never stopped.

Zhang Hao stared with dark circles under his eyes, which were full of bloodshot.

For two full days, an entire engineering team was urgently dispatched from the city. They rushed to this ferry crossing and worked around the clock to forcibly divert the Luo River. They were only one layer away from allowing the Luo water to change its course and completely eliminate the Reverse Bow Evil!

Zhang Hao held the blueprint and waved his hand heavily:

"Digging is too slow, get the excavators out of here!"

"Bring the explosives!"

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