Quick-travel system: The host is having a blast in the small world

After waking up, Lin Dai was not in a hurry to fall asleep. She learned from the system that the old Taoist priest had given the Su family a bad idea, and she immediately cursed: "Damn Taoist priest, he wants to practice with his character, how did he know that I would appear when he arranged a ghost marriage for them? What does this have to do with me? You are crazy."

The system didn't understand it either, and guessed, "He probably thought you helped Xu Yingying get revenge, and now he's arranging a ghost marriage for the two of them. You can't just ignore it."

Lin Dai lay in bed thinking about the Su family's plan. After dawn, the Su family would send someone to the hospital to put the two bodies into coffins and take them away. At night, they would be transported to a place chosen by the old Taoist priest for a ceremony.

Not only were there bodyguards ambushing in the dark at that place, but there was also a formation set up to wait for the murderer to fall into the trap.

"What a bunch of idiots! But having said that, they did remind me of one thing. I should give someone a taste of their own medicine. There is still one thing I haven't finished with!"

He took out a puppet talisman and sneered, "Fatty, put this talisman into the body of the medical examiner. Remember not to leave any marks."

"Okay, I'll go now."

At 2 a.m. in the forensic studio, there was a sound of footsteps. A man in a white coat and a mask walked into a pathology anatomy room and started working.

The sky gradually brightened, and other people went to work one after another. No one noticed anything wrong, even when the Su family secretly sent people to take away the two bodies, they did not find anything wrong.

At noon, Lin Dai ate lunch restlessly, her thoughts flying away.

Seeing her absent-minded appearance, Father Lin thought she was sick and asked quickly, "Daughter, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just thinking about something."

Finally, Lin Dai took out her cell phone and sent out a few messages. That was all she could do. What would happen in the end depended on them.

When the two bodies were brought back to the designated place and dressed up, Mrs. Su couldn't help but burst into tears when she saw her son again.

With trembling hands, she slowly uncovered the white cloth covering her son's face, and he instantly let out a terrified scream.

Her crying stopped abruptly, replaced by disbelief and astonishment.

"What...what's going on?! Why does my son have some stitched wounds on his face?"

Madam Su Er opened her eyes wide and touched the shocking marks with her hands trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly, she lifted the white cloth covering her son's upper body and saw densely stitched wounds, which clearly showed that he had been dissected.

"Who is it?! Who is so cruel to dissect my son's body without our family's consent!" Mrs. Su's voice was full of anger and grief, and she almost shouted out this sentence.

Su Hanlin hurried forward to check, his face full of astonishment, and then terribly gloomy. He turned around abruptly and glared at the subordinate who was in charge of transporting the body.

Several subordinates were so scared that they shook their heads, saying they didn't know and that they had done nothing and that they had been normal since they came out of the hospital.

Su Hanlin immediately took out his cell phone and called the forensic studio. After a while, he hung up the phone with a grim face and walked to the other side of the stretcher to uncover the white cloth.

Comparing the two, the anatomical marks on Su Yihao's body are exactly the same as those on Xu Yingying.

"It's the Punisher again." Su Hanlin clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth.

Madam Su Er stood up and looked at her husband in disbelief: "Husband, are you talking about the Punisher? Was he the one who dissected our son?"

"Almost, but we can get revenge tonight!"

Su Hanlin said coldly that he was looking forward to the arrival of night and hoped to see whether this mysterious punisher was a human or a ghost.

The night was as dark as ink, the moon was hidden and the stars were sparse. The desolate place chosen by Taoist Yanxu looked particularly eerie in the night.

The flickering firelight illuminated several elders of the Su family who were dressed in black with solemn expressions. They surrounded a coffin covered with red silk, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Taoist Master Yanxu stood on the altar and began the ceremony. He held a copper bell in his hand and shook it gently. The crisp sound of the bell sounded particularly terrifying in the wilderness at night.

He closed his eyes, concentrated, and chanted a spell in a low voice.

As the spell sounded, the air around them seemed to grow heavy and the wind stopped blowing.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he waved the peach wood sword in his hand and began to chant: "Ghosts gather, ghosts and gods come, heaven and earth are witnesses..."

Just when the ceremony was about to end successfully, a burst of lights flashed, followed by crackling flashes of light. The reporters and media nearby, who had been unable to contain themselves, all devoted themselves to grab the headlines again.

The ceremony was interrupted and discovered by so many people. Faced with this sudden change, the Su family looked at each other, with astonishment and anger intertwined on their faces.

Taoist Master Yanxu's face turned even more pale. He never expected that such a secret place he chose would be discovered by a group of ignorant media.

"You?! How dare you! What are those bodyguards for?" Su Hanhai was furious and tried to stop those crazy reporters.

But the reporters were not willing to give up easily. Flashes of light went off one after another and the sound of shutter clicks was incessant.

"Master Su, please explain, what kind of ceremony are you holding in this remote place so late at night?"

"Boss Su, your son was murdered yesterday, but you can't wait to arrange a ghost marriage for him tonight. Why is that?"

"Also, the other deceased in the ghost marriage between President Su and his girlfriend was said to be killed by your son two years ago. Did the Su family get the consent of the girl's family? We don't seem to have seen the girl's family."

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The reporters' questions came like a tide, each one was sharp and direct, making it difficult for the Su family to cope.

Su Hanlin gritted his teeth and tried to stay calm, but the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt.

At this moment, a powerful and slightly majestic voice sounded: "Enough!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Su He, the old patriarch of the Su family, walking out slowly. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, scanning every reporter present. There was a strong threat in his eyes.

Su He's voice was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder: "When is it your turn to point fingers at my Su family? My grandson has met with misfortune, and we are heartbroken. You unscrupulous media, instead of showing sympathy, are stirring up trouble here and making malicious speculations. Where is your conscience?"

At this point, Su He's face became even gloomier, and he stared at the group of reporters with a sharp gaze: "Regarding tonight's ceremony, it is a private matter of my Su family, and we have the right to choose how to deal with it. As for the ghost marriage you mentioned, it is for the deceased to be comforted in another world, and it is also a kind of sustenance and remembrance for him. As for the woman's family, we have already communicated with them and obtained their permission. So do you have any questions?"

The reporters looked at each other, and before they could think about what to say, a clear and angry voice rang out: "I have a question!"

A woman in a black suit with a white flower on her chest came out and asked loudly, "When did I agree to a ghost marriage with the Su family?!"

Su He frowned and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared with displeasure: "Who are you?"

Xu Jiajia sneered: "You don't even know who I am, and you still dare to say that this ghost marriage has been agreed by the family of the deceased. I am the deceased's biological sister, Xu Jiajia. You Su family are really shameless. It's not enough that you harmed my sister when she was alive. After killing my sister, you still want to tie her up. How shameless. I tell you, don't even think about it!"

Su He turned and looked at the other members of the Su family, silently asking if what the woman said was true. Su Hanlin nodded.

Su He looked at the woman again, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "Miss Xu, I think we can have a good talk."

Xu Jiajia didn't give them any chance and refused directly: "No need, I'm here just to take my sister away."

As he said this, he called the people he brought with him to take away his sister's body.

"Stop, let's see who dares?" Su Hanlin stepped forward to stop them.

"Why do you stop the Su family from doing those things? Are you qualified? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Madam Su also hurriedly stopped them and stood firmly in front of the coffin: "None of you should disturb my son's wedding tonight."

Xu Jiajia looked at the shameless family. Although she knew that the Su family was not a good family, it still refreshed her perception of the Su family.

Before she could say anything, the already gloomy sky suddenly became windy, causing the trees and weeds to sway wildly, and everyone quickly tried to steady themselves.

Suddenly a flash of lightning lit up the night, and a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

Then a bolt of lightning struck down, directly hitting the altar table, scaring everyone so much that they scattered everywhere.

After a while, the wind stopped and the lightning stopped, and the originally neat "wedding scene" became a mess.

Everyone was terrified, including Taoist Yanxu.

Taoist Master Yanxu looked up at the sky, trembling and pinching his fingers quickly, and cold sweat broke out on his body.

This is heavenly thunder. If it hits me, even if I don’t die, most of my cultivation will be destroyed.

This is God’s anger!

He must leave here quickly and go back first.

Taoist Master Yanxu calmed himself, straightened his clothes, walked up to Patriarch Su and whispered, "Let's end this evening. I can't stay any longer and I have to leave first. You guys should also finish your work and go back."

Having said that, he left quickly and disappeared into the night.