A foothold

remembered what Cheng Banxian had said, that the women on Widow Lane not only ran a business with people, but also with ghosts.As for how to bind the spirits without a marriage ceremony, he chuckled...Mu Wanchen can be particularly "flirtatious" sometimes. He's usually quite quiet, but when he suddenly says something with a hint of pink bubbles, it becomes incredibly powerful.

Is this a reverse charm or is it very well hidden

He's old enough to be a grandfather, even though he's never actually been married. He's seen so many people in his life, both good and bad, so he should be familiar with the opposite sex.

I feel it deeply, yet I don't understand.

It's just him, that kind of person.

Even the boisterous Chūlíng and the enigmatic yet passionate Sījǐn, Mu Wǎnchén wasn't oblivious to their affections.

But his heart was not there, so he pretended not to know, putting on an aloof and cold demeanor.

Those who have been silent for a long time probably even forget what their original intentions were.

Used to loneliness, used to coldness, or used to pretending to be strong.

In fact, he wasn't cold at all.

I licked my dry lips, cupped his face, and pinched his earlobe, whispering, “What kind of poison did you ingest”

“......it'll make you stupid.” He curled his lips slightly, supporting himself on the surface of the eight immortals table, imprisoning me within.

He looked up at me: "You're carrying a paper effigy, these things won't hurt you. Whether it's physical wounds or toxins...at most they'll leave some scars, which will heal quickly. Don't worry."

In the small pouch hanging from my neck, I had a paper man that he'd dripped blood onto. Hearing him say this, I took it out to look. The paper man had turned black.

"This is within the time limit of its effectiveness, and it can only withstand a limited amount of damage. I'll make you another one tomorrow." He took the paper figure and casually placed it on the table.

"Then I'll have to keep carrying these paper men around forever How many times will you have to prick your finger" I muttered under my breath.

"Huh I pricked my finger. What's wrong with you It wasn't you I pricked, was it"

" ... You feeling this, or what!" I snarled at him.

He chuckled softly, his voice a low rumble in my ear: “...The sooner you get married, the less I have to worry.”

"Why"

"Husband and wife complement each other, you weren't someone who cultivated from a young age, nor have you long passed the time of enlightenment. There is only the way to make up for it after birth." He said in a low voice.

I reached out and hugged him: "Give me a hug, there you go."

He pinched my cheek and whispered, "You know what I mean, don't play dumb."

"...So, when's the wedding Give me a heads-up." I was still a little apprehensive inside.

This is no laughing matter. If it's just a boyfriend and girlfriend dating, if you get along, you stay together; if you don't, you break up. There's nothing to be afraid of.

But this is a rather strange marriage, who knows what it will become in the future.

An ordinary person starts a family, builds a career, and raises children. They can generally understand their future path. But if I were with Mu Wanchen, my life would be completely different.

"As long as you nod your head, the preparations for the wedding will be a matter of just a few months. It won't take long at all." He pinched my face and shook it.

"Then, wait for me until winter vacation" I tried asking, now there are only three months left before winter vacation.

Mu Wanchen glared at me: "How much longer do you want to drag this out"

"You said you'd wait for a long time, don't mind this little bit!" I explained.

He paused for a moment, then chuckled lightly, pressing his forehead against mine.

At that time, I didn't know if you were willing. All I could do was wait; now that we both have feelings for each other, waiting another day is a waste.

Pffft, who said we're in love!

As I held him, I couldn't help but complain. Mu Wanchen didn't even bother to respond to my insincere words: "Since you have your father's approval, then choose the date yourself."

"I choose winter vacation!"

"No! You can choose tomorrow, or the last day of this month. If you can't decide, then just go with my arrangement." He strongly set the time frame.

“…What’s the arrangement”

"Pack your things tomorrow and move to the Witch King's City. Get ready for the wedding. I will open the magical passage for you, and it will be easy for you to return if you want." He gave a brief command.

I frowned. "No way, there's no way I can get all this done in one day."

“I’ve got someone to collect it for you. Don't make excuses.”

"I still need to go to school and get a diploma!"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at me, his voice tinged with displeasure: "I can send you over here every day."

"Then I—"

"How are you still holding up, Little Lu'er Bringing all your senior and junior brothers and sisters along They aren't short on hands to wait on you there, Miss."

"Bah! I don't need to be waited on!"

I can't quite describe my feelings. I'm a mix of anticipation and apprehension.

Those people over there are pretty xenophobic. If they don't like me, well… I’m not one to just take it.

"Well, I'm all for it, Great Wuzhi!"

"What did you say"

“I’m not as cute and sweet-tempered as Xiao Shi Niang. If I’m bullied, I’ll make a big fuss!” I tried to sound serious.

Mu Wanchen lay beside me, slightly closing his eyes and said: "Play as much as you want, I spoil you."

My goodness....

I can't stand it, I can't stand it.

I turned around and clutched the blanket with both hands, sulking. This isn't right, how am I supposed to bear this

Mu Wanchen's arm encircled my waist, the tiny moonlit bed offered no space to be far apart.

He seems to really like my dad's nickname for me, "Little Luo'er," and will call me that when he teases me.

"Little Luo'er, it's not like you're going far away to marry and never coming back. What are you afraid of"

"......Not afraid!"

"Then let's set the wedding for the 25th of this month." His tone was resolute.

Why twenty-five I tilted my head, a little confused. Is there something special about this day

He stared at me and smiled, “There are still ten days left. So you won’t have an excuse to be hesitant or shirk your responsibility. I don’t want to force you, but I also can’t let you just leisurely waste time.”

"You've already planted the female Gu worms, why are you still in such a hurry!"

He frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "You'll know when you get to the Wuzhishan City... I don't have much time left."

What does this mean

Last time, at the lake dam during a rainy night, I witnessed with my own eyes the emergence of a dragon from the water and the descending of a celestial dragon. I began to believe that divine power could also contend with nature.

Although our snake spirit, Xiaobai Ni, lost a scale, her fearless spirit in the face of nature's fury left a deep impression on me.

"Is there anything that's also making you feel stressed and pressured" I asked softly.

"Yes." Mu Wanchen nodded solemnly, his dark eyes becoming even deeper.

He let out a sigh, barely perceptible.

"Heaven's way, no one can defy."

>alace.""Huh What are you doing""Go, acknowledge your mistakes!" He gritted his teeth. "Let the Jade Emperor destroy these two divine seals and give me new ones."His tone was extremely reluctant, like...