Heavenly practice

The lunar calendar, the sixteenth of the first month, is suitable for marriage, groundbreaking, and everything is suitable.

Shen Zhuo stood in front of the mirror wearing a fiery red wedding dress, his black hair hanging down to his ankles like a waterfall.

Lian'er was about to go up to tie his hair up, but Shen Zhuo raised his hand and refused, and took the white jade dragon scale hairpin that Su Tianming gave him that day and coiled his long hair.

"Madam's wedding dress was embroidered by myself?"

"Yes."

Lian Er was slightly surprised, "How did you know, Young Master?"

"It can be seen."

Shen Zhuo caressed the fine dark lines on the cuffs with his fingers, and said slowly, "Embroiderer will not add lotus dark lines here."

Lian'er hesitated, and smiled slightly, "Really, Mr. Shen is really smart."

But she stopped talking, Shen Zhuo didn't ask any more, Ning Feiyue walked over with a red hijab, Shen Zhuo looked at it, the hijab didn't match the wedding dress, it looked like a new one.

He gave Ning Feiyue a few words of advice, then put on the hijab, and Ning Feiyue, who was dressed as a matchmaker, helped her out of the room.

Lian'er looked behind him with a smile, her eyes lost focus, as if she was caught in a distant memory.

Not long after stepping out of the room, Shen Zhuo asked in a low voice, "Are they all ready?"

"Ah."

"Where's Xiaoqian?"

"He's with Longxiang."

Shen Zhuo paused, "Didn't I ask him to dress up as a guard and follow Senior Brother Xue?"

"I said...but he..."

Ning Feiyue was afraid that he would get angry, so she subconsciously responded, "I'll go find him right now!"

Immediately, she hurriedly went to lead the machine, leaving Shen Zhuo standing there waiting alone, and after a while, a series of gentle footsteps sounded in her ears.

Shen Zhuo was about to pull off the hijab but was held down by his arm.

"My lord, you can't lift the hijab at will, it will be unlucky."

"Lian...Miss Qin?"

"It's me." Qin Si's voice sounded.

"Why doesn't Miss Qin stay in the room? Where is Miss Bai?" Shen Zhuo asked.

Just in case, they took Qin Si into the mansion with great fanfare yesterday morning, saying that the city lord personally acted as a matchmaker and married Qin Si to one of the city lord's nephews. Today, they married directly from the city lord's mansion. For a moment, the people in the city were talking about it, saying that the girl from the Qin family was really lucky to be favored by the city lord, and that the boy from the Wei family was really wearing green hats one after another.

However, Qin Si herself seemed to be determined. Despite the gossip in the city, she stepped into the city lord's mansion, and even entered the city lord's mansion in front of the young man named Wei Lin, and looked at Ning Feiyue and Hong Yue. sigh.

As for the members of Luan Tianmen, they watched indifferently, and Bai Yuanhong didn't bother to pretend to be sympathetic when he saw that Long Xiang didn't respond.

As soon as Qin Si entered the mansion, Shen Zhuo was protected by the female disciples of Luan Tianmen. Shen Zhuo even set up formations around her room, but this one ran out.

"I want to come out and have a look."

Qin Si's voice was very soft, and it sounded a little ethereal through the hijab.

Shen Zhuo turned his head to her side, "Miss Qin..."

"Brother Shen, I can't find Xiaoqian..."

Ning Feiyue walked up to him, took his hand, and asked, "Brother Shen, who are you talking to?"

Shen Zhuo's gaze under the hijab paused for a moment, there was no other voice in his ear, and he asked, "Where's Xiaoqian?"

"Uh...can't find..."

"What about Ying Tianbai?"

"He is with Uncle Jiang and the others."

Shen Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to hold the hand next to him, a trace of coolness appeared.

Shen Zhuo frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, let that hand lead him into the sedan chair.

At the moment when she was sitting in the sedan chair, Shen Zhuo suddenly said, "The flowers in the backyard are very delicate and beautiful, you can go and have a look before you leave, and ask Mrs. Lian Er what kind of flower is that for me."

There was silence in the ears, and even the noisy voices of those watching the excitement disappeared in an instant, and the silence was a little scary.

"Hmm." A low female voice sounded.

Shen Zhuo's eyes moved, "Get up the sedan chair."

The next moment, the sedan chair under his feet began to move slowly. It was not as bumpy as Shen Zhuo thought it would be, but it was so stable that he thought it was floating.

The whole journey was as quiet as a deep night, but he knew it was daytime outside. Shen Zhuo reached out to take off his hijab, but he heard that familiar gentle female voice.

"Young master, it's unlucky to take off the hijab."

"..."

He opened his mouth to ask what would happen, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

The female voice seemed to know what he was thinking, and the erratic voice seemed to be right next to his ears, "Don't speak before entering the bridal chamber, it's unlucky."

Shen Zhuo lowered his eyes and looked through the hijab, but it was dark, and he couldn't even see his own hands.

The sedan chair was still walking, but there was no sound from the surroundings, as if it had already stepped on the road to the ghosts.

Suddenly, the sedan body shook violently, as if it had hit something.

Shen Zhuo's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't panic, he just sat quietly in the sedan chair and waited.

The sedan chair stopped for a long time, the surroundings were dark, and there was no sound at all. If it wasn't for the sound of his own breathing, Shen Zhuo would almost have thought he was dead.

When he silently counted No. 30 six times in his heart, the sedan chair suddenly shook violently.

Shen Zhuo frowned slightly, and suddenly opened his mouth, "They didn't recognize you."

An ethereal female voice sounded faintly, "I know."

"So you don't have to kill them, if your target is only me."

Shen Zhuo paused and said, "But it doesn't seem to be the case...Huang Lingyu? Or is it for seduction?"

"Why don't you run away?" The voice asked without answering.

"It seems that you listened to what I said last night. If so, we can talk." Shen Zhuo said.

"... What are you talking about?"

"Talk about what the person behind you promised you, maybe I can give it to you, you can weigh it before making a plan."

"you know?"

"Didn't that man tell you that I know everything?"

Shen Zhuo's eyes were slightly cold, "I noticed it as soon as I entered the city."

There was no sound in his ears, Shen Zhuo moved his fingers, and countless mysterious and ancient silver lines appeared out of thin air, hovering between his fingers like a swimming little silver dragon, spreading along his fingers to the whole arm, from His chest climbed up his neck, took up half of his cheek, and finally disappeared between his hair.

Shen Zhuo reached out and took off the hijab on his head, subconsciously took a deep breath, but it was not as comfortable as expected.

There was still a scene in front of him, Shen Zhuo's face straightened slightly, he opened the car curtain and walked out.

The thick and thick black filled everything around him like wet stagnant water. Standing in this darkness, Shen Zhuo couldn't see a ray of light, and he didn't even have a sense of reality whether he stepped out of the sedan chair.

"Illusion?"

"This is Netherworld."

"I'm alive."

"I can't kill you."

Shen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and there was a bit of coldness in his voice, "You wanted to trap me here from the beginning?"

"There is no place in the world to trap you, only you... I'm sorry."

"..."

Shen Zhuo's heart sank when he heard her words, it seemed that the person behind him had already planned to trap himself in an illusion.

"let's talk?"

Shen Zhuo still said the same words, but the other party didn't make a sound.

"Did the man promise you to resurrect him?"

"..."

"I advised you that love is precious, but dignity is even more precious. Since he abandoned you back then, why should you be so reluctant?"

Before he finished speaking, a human figure slowly appeared in the darkness in front of him.

Her eyebrows are delicate, her eyes are like stars, her black hair hangs down on her chest, she is wearing a black dress, and the crimson magic lines are branded between her brows, making this delicate and gentle face even more enchanting.

"Young master." The woman in front of him nodded to him.

"Mrs. Lian Er."

Shen Zhuo was not surprised when he saw the woman in front of him, and said lightly, "Perhaps you prefer me to call you Miss Qin?"