Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chang Wuming had a strange dream all night.

Everything in the dream was too real, and vaguely overlapped with reality. When I woke up, I felt like I was reborn.

He looked coldly at Bai Shiyun, who had concealed his identity and alienated his seven fellow disciples. Yesterday's excitement was a thing of the past, and only a hundred-foot murderous intent remained.

But another voice in his mind kept telling him that the person in front of him was the most trustworthy, and he would be willing to go against the world for Bai Shiyun.

Chang Wuming pressed his eyebrows and couldn't help but wonder if it was because of this inexplicable idea that he was so foolish to believe Bai Shiyun in his dream.

As for why the present situation is so different from that in my dream...

Chang Wuming immediately stood up and walked towards Jinchen's room.

Xiaochen must know something. Could it be that he has also been reborn... No, I’m dreaming!

The door was pushed open.

Jinchen, who was still pressing Rong Zi on the bed, looked up silently.

Chang Wuming, who maintained the posture of pushing the door, took a breath of cold air.

Rong Zixu straightened his clothes, sat up coldly, and glanced towards the door with a slightly cold look.

Chang Wuming gasped again and almost choked.

He turned and ran away as fast as he had ever run.

"Fourth brother, come in."

Chang Wuming: “…” It’s over.

The new student is about to enter the gates of hell again!

But Rong Zixu didn't scold him. He just stood up lazily, frowned, and touched Chang Wuming's forehead with the back of his hand, "Did you go out to fight ghosts last night?"

Chang Wuming was at a loss, "No."

Jinchen, who really went out to fight ghosts, remained silent.

"Why do you look so unhappy?" Rong Zixu felt his pulse again, and when he looked at Chang Wuming again, he saw that his eyes were red, as if he was hiding his sadness.

Rong Zixu was stunned, "What's wrong with you?"

Jin Chen, who knew the truth, said, "Maybe Bai Shiyun has hurt her heart. I will go and give her some advice."

Jinchen held Rong Zixu's cheek and kissed him, and then acted coquettishly with a look that he couldn't refuse, with love in his eyes almost overflowing, "Brother, go downstairs and wait for me."

Rong Zixu quickly compromised and rubbed Jinchen's forehead, "Don't delay too long."

"it is good."

Jinchen watched Rong Zixu leave the room, then poked Chang Wuming, whose computer was about to crash, and pretended not to know.

"What happened to Fourth Brother?"

Chang Wuming came back to his senses, with mixed emotions, and became more and more certain that Xiaochen had experienced everything in the dream just like him.

After all, at that time... Xiaochen was stubborn and died early, not to mention that he and the senior brother had a true relationship.

"I had a dream. In the dream... we were all dead." Chang Wuming spoke with difficulty. He felt heartbroken just thinking about it.

Jinchen's face was serious, "I see."

When Chang Wuming was extremely insecure and in need of recognition, she reached out and patted his shoulder, "Me too, actually."

Routines and such are useful!

"No wonder..."

Chang Wuming firmly believed it, tears welling up in his eyes, "No wonder you insisted on stopping me from falling in love with Bai Shiyun."

He hugged Jinchen tightly and patted his back, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaochen! Don't worry, I will be with you to turn the tide!"

Jinchen: "..."

The fourth brother who regained his sanity is so fierce!

Bai Shiyun didn't know what was going on yet, he just felt that Chang Wuming was weirder than usual today, and he made an expression of disgust from time to time.

Little did he know that the tragic end that was about to come was already approaching.

However, when Rong Zixu was holding Jinchen's hand, he noticed that he kept looking in Bai Shiyun's direction, and asked in confusion: "Why are you always looking at him?"

Jinchen retracted his gaze and looked serious.

"I want to find a chance to drive him away."

Want to steal his golden finger.

But the timing is not right. It would be best to wait until Bai Shiyun uses it before snatching it. Otherwise, who knows if the golden finger has the weird skill of exploding when it leaves its owner.

Jinchen hugged Rong Zixu, buried his head in the crook of his neck and rubbed against him, his voice was a little depressed, "The ghosts here can't be killed, it's very annoying."

Mo Ranmei disappeared, and he had no way of finding out whether she was a beggar in disguise.

Rong Zixu held Jinchen's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it gently to comfort him, and not surprisingly, it turned into a deep kiss in the end.

Jin Chen chatted with Rong Zi for a while, his eyes shining, "Senior Brother is so nice."

Rong Zixu: “…”

Rong Zixu was also helpless.

They experienced yesterday's scene again. The clan's punishment rules were different, but the methods of forcing the new bride were all equally perverted.

No matter how much they killed, it could not change the outcome of the bride committing suicide.

The room was filled with blood, but these ghosts had done all the bad things decades ago. Now everything seemed like a dream and nothing could be done.

In just a moment, they transformed back into the appearance of ordinary people, with oppression passed down from generation to generation, and a series of happy events and grievances.

Jinchen still remembers that he saw thirteen bodies of newlyweds in the haunted place, not counting Susu and Mo Ranmei.

There is no distinction between days in the ghost town of Mindong. After dawn comes dusk, spanning any time point in the past fifty years.

They repeated this cycle for six girls.

Unfortunately, when they woke up at dusk that day, the Seven Sons of Destiny discovered that they all had slow movements and white hair.

Bai Shiyun has not cultivated his spiritual power, so this reaction is even stronger, and his aged appearance can be seen faintly.

"White hair... Why did I grow white hair?" Gong Siyue slumped on the table dejectedly.

Xu Qie held the bronze mirror and looked at the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes in the mirror and fell into deep thought.

Rong Zixu stroked a strand of white hair that stood vertically on his chest thoughtfully, then looked at Jinchen, who was the least affected, his eyes slightly dim.

The next moment, Jinchen hugged his shoulders from behind, "Brother, don't let your imagination run wild."

Jinchen kissed his ear, picked up a strand of white hair and put it on the jade crown, rubbed Rong Zixu's shoulders, and straightened him up, "We ascetics are still old, so what if there are white hairs?"

"I like you no matter what you become."

Rong Zixu's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but bury himself in Jinchen's arms, his arms unconsciously tightened a little bit.

Xiaochen is right, Rong Zixu thought.

He couldn't and wasn't willing to let go, so what did it matter if there was an age difference?

The atmosphere here is good with a deep hug and comfort.

Yang Yu couldn't help but come out to spoil the fun, "Big Brother! We should think of a solution! I don't want to grow old here!"

Bai Shiyun had noticed something was wrong and had restrained himself in the past few days, but today, perhaps he was irritated by the white hair and wrinkles, and he was secretly anxious.

He looked at Chang Wuming and said in a low voice, "They are really in love. What do you think? How did we end up like this..."

Chang Wuming crossed his arms and looked at him, then replied coldly, "Yeah."

Now Chang Wuming just wants to stay with his fellow apprentices and resolve the regrets brought about by the nightmare. If Xiaochen had not said that he would wait until Bai Shiyun used his ability to bewitch people again before taking action, why would he have to endure it any longer.

The Seven Sons of Destiny held a meeting regarding this "sudden aging" incident - mainly Rongzi's narration, and they listened.

This is the case at every meeting.

The final guess is that perhaps the span of fifty years in the Mindong Ghost City is too large. Even a ghost town will affect humans who break into it, and the longer you stay, the deeper the impact.

So they no longer have time to slowly experience the hatred among the brides.

Gong Siyue said anxiously: "Why not take advantage of today to either kill all the evil spirits in the city, or find the man-eating ghost beggar hiding behind the scenes and return to the world."

The other six people all agreed and left the inn as if they were familiar with the place and headed for today's wedding banquet.