Let me live [Quick Transmigration]

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The wedding sedan chair was carried all the way from Lu's house to Xu's house, when Bai Lu lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, the slightly bitter smell of incense in the sedan chair had faded away.When she helped the "bride" in a bright red wedding dress get off the sedan chair, she felt the arm in her hand struggle, and immediately increased the strength in her hand calmly.

But after struggling this time, he seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and without any more resistance, he silently took the other end of the red silk in Xu Xingchun's hand.Fingertips protruded from the cuffs, a dazzling white color flashed, and then it was covered under the overlapping brocade.Bai Lu's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a chill all over her body: she had also stayed with the young master of the Lu family for several days, and although she always felt that he was a little weird, it had never been so obvious like this moment.

The groom is leading the red silk in front, leading the bride to the flower hall.Bai Lu calmed down, looked at the ground, and carefully supported the person beside him whose sight was covered by the hijab to prevent him from accidentally tripping over.Her gaze accidentally fell on the hem of the dress that was shaking slightly as she walked, and she was suddenly dumbfounded: the gold thread embroidery that she remembered on the wedding dress but didn't see it when she went out, now clearly appeared on the skirt again.

There were a lot of people crowded around to join in the fun, and the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums made their ears hurt. Even if someone noticed that the maid who was supporting the bride was pale and her shoulders were shaking slightly, they would not pay much attention.Bai Lu's back was soaked with sweat, and the arm she held in her hand was like hot coals. After finally reaching the flower hall, she almost let go of her hand impatiently.She wanted to tell Xu Xingchun about this matter, but he just looked at the person at the other end of the red silk with "affectionate" expression, without giving her the slightest look.

Bai Lu pursed her lips and stepped back.She squeezed out of the crowd, walked to a quieter wall and stood there. She was stunned for a while, and then she heard the voice of the ceremony officer in the flower hall singing "Worship to the high hall" loudly.Unexpectedly, she raised her sleeves, sniffed the light fragrance that was stained after helping the bride, and thought of the smile she saw in the dark room before, and at this moment, a pang of sympathy suddenly arose in her heart.

After the three prostrations, the bride was sent to the bridal chamber, and the banquet began outside, and the noise suddenly became louder.The place where Bai Lu was standing was hidden, and I heard a few little maids who didn't notice her come out and whispered: When helping the bride to sit on the bedside of the new room just now, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the maids didn't put the longan scattered on the bed. Sweep away the lotus seeds and other small things—although men and wives cannot have children, these etiquette rules will not change.But the bride didn't say a word, sat down firmly and didn't move again, as if she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Bai Lu listened for a while, then went out, startling the little maids. "Stop chewing your tongue here, and why don't you help out at the banquet?" She said fiercely, "He is well-bred and doesn't care about you, so don't forget your identities!" The training was so silent that they went to work obediently, and no one dared to mention the topic of "the bride is a bit weird" anymore.

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At this time, in the hut in the side courtyard of the Xu family, someone was standing quietly in front of the window, listening to the joyous sound of gongs and drums from afar.The sumptuous food and wine served at the banquet outside was also divided into food boxes and delivered to him, which is currently on the table and no one cares about it.

Xie Junyu thought of Xu Xingchun's visit to him before he went out to pick up his relatives, and what he said, he still finds it funny when he thinks about it now.How could someone be like that - so self righteous, arrogant and stupid?I always feel that his refusal is just refusal to welcome, and his refusal to admit "sincereness" is just that the degree of persecution and torture is not enough.

Xie Junyu has really heard of this kind of situation. Someone in the building followed a grumpy benefactor. The more he was abused, the more determined he was... But he is not such a person.He wanted to leave, and although he didn't have the same high expectations for the escape plan as his sister, he also wanted to try it.I hope that some of the medicine powder he stole and the worms entrenched next to his heart can help him, as long as he persists for a few days-don't let this poor body become a drag on his sister.

Suddenly there was a guard's shout from outside the small courtyard: "Who is it?" There were footsteps chasing and leaving, but some people didn't chase, but walked towards the house to check, in case it was a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.Xie Junyu stood in front of the window without moving, doubts arose in his heart: according to his and his sister's plan, it should not be to lure people away, but to add drugs to the meal, and the time will be later...

The guard looked at Xie Junyu from the window, seemed uneasy, opened the door again, and inspected the room carefully.The tall figure of the guard blocked the door, and Xie Junyu felt that something was wrong. He didn't see anyone else, but heard soft footsteps entering the room from the door... With the ripples in the air, the two figures walked out of the void. Huashi appeared in front of Xie Junyu.

One of them was dressed in men's clothing, and some disguises were made on his face, but Xie Junyu recognized it as soon as he saw it, it was his sister; the other was a boy with a strange face, whom he had never seen before.

Xie Junlian's expression was a little excited, and after revealing his figure, he couldn't help but took another step forward, and stopped quickly when he saw the open window.She doesn't look like she has been coerced, and these two people should be her helpers.Xie Junyu hadn't heard her say that there were people helping her at all before, and while closing the window as if nothing had happened, he asked her what was going on with his eyes.

Xie Junlian pointed to the outside, signaling to go out and talk.The boy next to him didn't speak, and walked up to Xie Junyu with a smile, took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms, and stuck it on his body with a "slap".He also took out a human figure cut out of white paper and threw it into the air. When the paper figure fell down, it quickly grew in size.

The figure and appearance of the "person" were almost exactly the same as Xie Junyu, only there were some differences in the details, which could not be seen in dim light.Xie Junyu watched this "self" move stiffly, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, even though he was very surprised, he didn't make a sound.

The guard stood by the open door, looked into the room for a while, and then seemed to be sure that there was nothing unusual, then closed and locked the door, turned around and walked out.The brother and sister and the young man followed him quietly, and the spell made them disappear in the eyes of others. They left the place where Xie Junyu had been trapped for more than a year, right under the eyes of other guards.

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Zhan Ming chased the white shadow all the way from the city to the outside.The white shadow was less than the size of a person, and there was no human shape. The periphery seemed to be a tornado wrapped in many flying papers, which almost completely covered the red color of the wedding dress inside.It rushed out of the city all the way, and then plunged into the forest outside the city. The branches and leaves of the trees that were smashed along the way were covered with dust, and the scene seemed like a monster snatching a human bride.

Zhan Ming himself can also use such a method similar to the universe in his sleeve, so he doesn't find it strange.He grabbed the paper bird before, although he couldn't break the spell on it, he remembered the breath above, which also allowed him to confirm Bai Ying's identity at this moment.He followed unhurriedly, with a hint of playfulness in his leisurely manner.

The defeat a few years ago not only destroyed his physical body, but also left only one soul. In the past few years, he has cultivated his life and rest, and has not split any more.The weaker soul is in the Yanzhi River at the moment, playing hide-and-seek with the troublesome pair of master and apprentice, dragging them around, with the same attitude of the game—but the extra soul is playing the role of a caught mouse , and he played the cat on the mouse.

I don't know if this person who is against him is really lacking in strength, or he is used to hiding in the dark, always wandering and avoiding.After searching for so many days, he already felt a little annoyed...

The bead string in his hand was slightly warm, and he seemed to be impatient.Zhan Ming slowed down and saw in front of him a wild temple built in a clearing in the forest. Although it was short and simple, the front door was clean and tidy, and he could smell the faint scent of incense, as if someone came here to worship.

He raised his brows lightly: in such a small temple, most of the offerings are not serious gods, but wild spirits, the common ones are Huang Daxian and fox fairy - he wants the fox to use the incense here to restore its strength and deal with it together he?

If you have such an idea, you are probably going to be disappointed.The effect of the soothing incense will not disappear quickly, after such a short period of time, the restored demon power can at most make the fox demon return to its original form... I wonder if it will abandon the man to escape alone in order to escape?

The monk in white smiled inexplicably and walked towards the temple.The light in the temple was dim, and there was a statue of a goddess with a vague face on the seat of the god, and the incense sticks and candles on the table in front of it had been burned out.The white shadow wandered around in the temple for a few times, and stopped in front of the sacred seat. As countless white pieces of paper flew loudly and spread all over the ground, a figure emerged from it and landed lightly on the ground.

Probably because escaping all the way consumed too much energy, the pale young man stood opposite Zhan Ming, staring at him with a gloomy expression.What he held in his arms was not a person, but a living creature wrapped in a bright red wedding dress, which was moving restlessly under the dress at the moment.

"Aren't you running away?" Zhan Ming asked with a smile.He tapped the wooden stick in his hand to the ground, and a circle of golden light spread from his side to the surroundings, accompanied by the roar of bells, echoing in the temple circles.The fox in the arms of the young man uttered a low whine, and even the young man himself seemed unable to bear it, and his figure twisted slightly.

Zhan Ming didn't continue to attack, and there was a trace of confusion in his expression.The aura on the young man was indeed the same as that of a paper bird, but it also gave him another familiar feeling... He looked around and found that the magic technique used to build the barrier just now had no effect, but the pieces of paper scattered on the ground After this blow, it began to glow faintly.He turned his head to look at the motionless person standing in front of the throne, and then he suddenly understood: "You..."

The young man looked at him expressionlessly.He let go of his arms, and the thing in his arms seemed to be very light. When it fell, it rolled up, revealing the red cloth embroidered with gold thread and a piece of paper inside—the fox turned out to be just an illusion.

No, it's not just the fox... Zhan Ming wanted to avoid the pieces of paper on the ground and retreat outside the temple, but it was too late.The figure in front of the seat of God swayed, like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, it exploded suddenly from the inside, and the paper figurine attached to the illusion revealed its original appearance, and was immediately torn into pieces by the impact.The ray of soul hidden in it floated out, like a faint shadow, it only stayed in mid-air for a moment, and then shattered, turning into many streamers of light and scattered towards the surroundings.

Zhan Ming waved his right hand holding the rosary, a scarlet arc shot out from the snow-white rosary, trying to block one of the streamers.The two beams of light intersected in the air, triggering another explosion, but the shattered light spots, together with other streamers, fell into the middle of the paper on the ground, igniting countless overlapping spells.The air in the small temple trembled, and the spells emitting faint white light rose into the air, spreading out invisible ripples, like a transparent cover, tightly covering him underneath.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and it was inevitable. Even if Zhan Ming managed to destroy a small piece of talisman in advance, it still could not affect the final result.Still not giving up, he swung another attack at the talisman floating in mid-air, but it only shook it slightly, and the white light on it became brighter instead.

Sensing that those spells absorbed the power of his attack, Zhan Ming immediately stopped.The backside of the spells were all facing him, but because the spelling on them was shining, some strokes could faintly seep through the back of the paper.Zhan Ming inspected them one by one, and tried several times with very light attacks, and finally confirmed the function of these spells.The smile on his lips was a bit more self-deprecating, and he sighed, but he no longer tried to escape, and sat down on the ground surrounded by the spell.

"Using illusion to lure me here, sacrificing souls to provide power to the spell... not bad." He murmured, "I underestimated you."

Those talismans constitute a special technique for trapping people. If attacked from inside or outside, they will absorb the power of the attack instead, making the barrier stronger.Because the fluctuation of spiritual power before activation was so slight that he didn't even notice it when he stepped into the trap.

In fact, such a barrier is not very useful in the first place, because the structure is too complicated, and the power that can be stored is less, so that the state when it is first activated is easily broken.Unless the trapped person is really stupid, unable to discover the principle, and keeps attacking indiscriminately, whether he destroys the barrier with a strong enough blow while it is weak, or waits for the power to be exhausted, he can get out quickly.

But let the soul explode within the barrier, channel the power of the impact into the spell, plus the attack when he didn't know it... the two phases superimpose, mainly the former, and now the strength of this barrier is very troublesome. .

Although he might be able to break through it with a single blow with all his strength, but the consumption is huge, which is really uneconomical.Anyway, in this cover, although he can't get out, and people outside can't hit him, why not wait for the barrier to slowly consume its power, or the spell can't bear to be burned by itself... it will take two or three hours?Or all night?

Zhan Ming raised his head and looked at the mottled painted statue on the altar.The idol is a plump woman with a red veil on her body. She is not solemn enough, but it is a little more ambiguous.With a calm expression on his face, the handsome monk sat upright on the ground, clasped his hands together, held the string of rosary beads, and bowed slightly to the statue.

"Unfortunately, I can't go back for the wedding banquet." He smiled, "Others are bridal chambers, and the spring night is short...I'll stay here with you."

A breeze from nowhere shook the paper on the ground, as if responding to his words.The idol looked down at him, with a vague smile on the face of the clay sculpture.The scent of incense sticks in the temple was mixed with a strange sweetness, which diffused around him imperceptibly...