God's Gift

The early morning sunlight sprinkled on the bright red quilt. Lu Keming leaned on the edge of the bed, his scattered clothes revealing his sturdy body, and his red tail wrapped around Yu Youyou in his arms.

He lowered his head slightly and gazed at Yu Youyou in his arms. His thin white fingers stroked Yu Youyou's face inch by inch, constantly tracing her nose and lips, as if he couldn't let go.

Yu Youyou was disturbed by the tickle caused by his fingers and lost her sleep. She opened her eyes and slapped away Lu Keming's fingers that were still lingering on her face, muttering, "Stop it."

Lu Keming was not annoyed when she hit him. Looking at her sleepy eyes, he chuckled softly and hugged her tighter.

"Youyou, today is the wedding day of Ning Jin and Fang Ling. It's time to get up."

Hearing this, Yu Youyou opened her eyes wide and immediately woke up. She quickly stepped out of Lu Keming's arms. Just as she was about to jump off the bed, Lu Keming hugged her.

"Don't worry."

Yu Youyou shook her head and said hurriedly, "No, I told Ajin that I will go to see her off when she gets married."

"But she is not in the mansion." Lu Keming tidied up Yu Youyou's messy hair and said, "I asked the maid in the mansion today, and Ning Yue sent Ning Jin to another house a long time ago."

He picked up the clothes he had prepared for Yu Youyou, and while dressing her he looked out the window and said, "Besides, I'm afraid this marriage won't be possible today."

Yu Youyou followed his gaze and discovered that since some time ago, a faint red light had appeared in the sky of Gusu City. There was a column-like red light connecting to the sky not far from the General's Mansion.

"Baixu Formation." Yu Youyou looked at the increasingly obvious formation, and a look of realization appeared on her face. "It's today."

"Su Jinlan died on this day." Lu Keming tied the sleeve for Yu Youyou and looked out the window.

"Now we are still missing a defensive soul and a Yin fish, but she has already started to reverse the formation. This means that she is sure that she can gather the defensive soul and the Yin fish today."

"The guarding soul is not important, but the Yin Fish is you, Youyou." Lu Keming lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Youyou in front of him, his voice serious:

"Ning Yue refused to tell me how to move the ghost domain until his death. Now that things have come to this, I can't wait any longer. I must destroy the Baixu Formation immediately."

"Don't worry." This time it was Yu Youyou who said this. She looked towards the distant sky and said, "Let's go take a look first."

Lu Keming held her hand tightly and retorted subconsciously: "Youyou, you can't go."

Yu Youyou patted the back of Lu Keming's hand soothingly and repeated, "Let's go take a look."

Lu Keming looked at Yu Youyou's serious expression, turned around to look at the increasingly scarlet sky above Gusu City, and nodded slightly.

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In a mansion in the south of Gusu City, red silk was hung between the buildings, big red "囍" characters were pasted on the window frames, and maids were bustling around in the corridors, busy preparing for today's wedding banquet.

But in contrast to the busyness in the mansion, there were more than a dozen Taoists waiting outside the mansion.

Minghua looked up at the sky, took out a few yellow talismans from his sleeve and handed them to Fang Ling.

"If she hurts you, you can use this charm to protect yourself."

Fang Ling did not take the yellow talismans. He lowered his eyes to look at the talisman paper, and his gaze fell on Minghua's wrist. He saw a few faint scratches and bite marks under Minghua's green Taoist robe. He asked casually:

"The Taoist priest is injured?"

Minghua followed Fang Ling's gaze and looked at the scratches. His expression paused for a second, and then he pulled down his sleeves as if nothing had happened to cover the scars.

"I recently got a kitten with a bad temper. She scratched me a few times, but it's no big deal."

After that, Minghua handed over the talisman again, "Mr. Fang, please accept this talisman. Miss Ning's resentment is too deep, and we don't know what she will do."

Fang Ling looked at the yellow talismans and avoided Minghua's hand after a long silence. "No need."

He bowed to Minghua, then turned and walked into the room.

At this time, Ning Jin was sitting in front of the bronze mirror with her eyes closed. The red flower on her forehead made her cold white skin look more rosy. Two maids were helping her to dress up, and a short man was standing in front of her.

"Bring her back."

The man responded, then jumped and ran towards the door, just in time to bump into Fang Ling who was walking towards him.

Fang Ling staggered, avoided the strange-looking man, walked behind Ning Jin, took the wooden comb from the maid, and gently combed Ning Jin's hair.

Ning Jin did not open his eyes, but seemed to know who the person was, and asked, "How did you get in?"

"I want to see you." Fang Ling held Ning Jin's long black hair in her hands and combed it slowly, then asked, "Who do you want him to go to?"

Ning Jin replied calmly, "A kitten was lost, and I don't know who picked it up."

Fang Ling frowned and asked, "A cat again?"

Ning Jin did not answer this question. She slowly raised her eyes, looked at several Taoist priests in plain clothes in the courtyard outside the window, and chuckled.

"Could it be that your Taoist friends have seen my cat?"

Fang Ling paused, his eyes fell on Ning Jin's black hair. After a long pause, he continued combing her hair as if nothing had happened, without responding.

Ning Jin saw that he was silent, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "They are still not taking action, is it because of what conditions did you promise them?"