Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

In the wedding hall, finally, the joyful ceremony began.

Unlike the noisy and noisy weddings in the human world, the weddings in the fairy family are naturally played with fairy music, clear and melodious, and there are few common rituals such as noisy bridal chambers and wedding receptions in the human world.

On the high platform in the middle, the seats of the two elders had already been set up. Mr. Yu Wenhan and Tantai Minghao came out hand in hand, sat on it with smiles on their faces, and waited for the new couple to come out to salute and offer tea.

Below, the monks at the table next to Yuan Qinghang in the corner were whispering and laughing.

"Wow, Mr. Yuwen and Patriarch Tantai are sitting together so amicably, it's like the sun is coming out from the west."

"Speaking of which, it is a beautiful thing for the two families to turn their rivalry into friendship."

"Hey, tell me, will the child born between Mr. Yuwen and Ms. Tantai in the future be particularly smart and beautiful?"

"That's natural." Someone said sourly, "Both parents are peerless, and they are also talented."

"Tsk tsk, isn't that the lifeblood of the two major art sects? This child will somehow be loved by thousands of people in the future. He was born with a golden key in his mouth, making others envious."

The young monk who had just had a good chat with Yuan Qinghang turned his head and suddenly let out a "huh",

The grand ceremony is about to begin, and it is lively. Where were those two people just now?

Not only did the gentle and cheerful young master disappear, but so did the bright and beautiful maid beside him.

There were only two cups of still warm residual tea left on the table, exuding fragrance.

……

Behind the main hall, the new house is beautifully and luxuriously furnished.

Although Ms. Tantai always likes to be simple and elegant, but on this wedding day, she cannot avoid the gorgeous costumes, pearl hairpins and pink makeup.

Because it is not from her mother's family to her husband's family, the steps of this wedding are also a little different from usual marriages.

After dressing up in the morning, Tan Taiyun was taken to the wedding room and waited quietly. After all the wedding guests arrived, she went to the wedding hall to salute.

A few days ago, the groom Yu Wenli had left for Tantai's house, but because it was inconvenient to see each other before the marriage, he lived separately. Now, led by several bridesmaids, he finally stepped into the new house.

It was dark outside, bright red candles were already lit in the room, and the diamond windows were open, allowing the evening breeze to blow in slowly.

Yu Wenli was dressed in red, his handsome and gentle face was more joyful than before, with a warm smile on his brows, he walked slowly to the red tent.

"Sister Yun, you've worked hard." He said softly, "Did you have something to eat in advance? I'm afraid I have to meet many elders later, so I'm too busy."

In the red silk tent, Tantai Yun covered her head with a red handkerchief, nodded shyly, and said in a vague voice, "Yes."

The two maids standing at the door glanced at each other, one of them slightly raised his hand, flipped the wick of the red candle in front of the table, stepped back silently, and closed the door behind him.

An inexplicable cold wind blew outside the window, suddenly blew out a row of red candles in front of the window, and the room was suddenly dark.

The few remaining thick red candles flickered, and the flames also swayed, reflecting the motionless bride in front of the bed.

……

In the main hall in front, Mr. Yu Wenhan sat on the high platform, turned his head to Tantai Minghao beside him and said, "The auspicious time is coming soon, where is the newcomer?"

Tantai Minghao was about to reply, but suddenly, the light in the brightly lit hall suddenly dimmed.

A gust of wind whimpered in, passed through the hall, and blew out a large area of ​​shark oil lamps, and all the faint red candles were completely extinguished.

In the guest seats below, there was a slight commotion.

Yu Wenhan was startled: "In-law, this is?"

All the red candles lit in the hall are windproof, which should not be extinguished when the wind blows like this, not to mention that the shark oil lamp is always on. How could such an important occasion suddenly become dark and gloomy?

Even the faces of the guests of Xianzong below seemed a little surprised and uneasy.

Tantai Minghao's face darkened, and he scolded the steward beside him: "What's going on, go and have a look."

The steward next to him hurriedly agreed, and was about to order the servants to relight the lamp, when suddenly, a vision appeared faintly on the high platform.

A crystal water curtain appeared silently, lying across the high platform, facing directly in front of the guests.

The scene above is gradually becoming clear.

The commotion below became even bigger, and someone looked up, surprised: "Hey, what is this? The marriage of the two art sects, is there any grand pomp to be put on?"

"It must be a little trick of the Yuwen family. Mr. Yuwen is good at this kind of technique. Have you forgotten the medicine sect competition?"

The guests below suddenly realized, that's right, Yu Wenli built a huge water curtain wall with the strength of one person last time, reflecting the scene in the examination room in detail.

"The lights are too bright, so the water curtain can't be seen clearly? No wonder, the lights must have been turned off on purpose."

Near the front main table, Ning Cheng suddenly raised his head and stared coldly at the water curtain in front of him.

Sitting diagonally across from him, Mu Anyang also frowned slightly, sucked his nostrils restlessly, and looked around suspiciously.

There seemed to be nothing unusual in the air, but he was a master of Medicine Sect, and for some reason, he always felt that something had infiltrated into the odorless surroundings.

Tantai Minghao looked at the water curtain in surprise, then turned to look at Yu Wenhan: "Is it the handwriting of your son-in-law?"

Yu Wenhan was also slightly at a loss: "I don't know the details of the wedding either, maybe?"

In the dark hall, the water curtain finally became clear, and the red curtain was faint. In the bridal room, the bride in red was sitting upright by the bed, her head bowed.

Beside, Yu Wenli bent down, stretched out his hand gently, and lifted the bright red hijab.

……

Originally, there were still several red candles flickering, but at this moment, another gust of wind blew in, and the candles in the house were almost extinguished, leaving only the only one beside the bride lit.

Under the raised bright red hijab, a frightening and stiff face was revealed.

His face was covered with bluish-white corpse spots, and his eyes were bloodshot, covering the entire white of the eyes.

She was covered in red clothes, but her chest was smudged black, like old blood stains on it.

Above the huge water curtain, that face slowly lifted up. It was handsome, but slightly arrogant and sharp.

It is not at all the bright eyes and white teeth, the icy appearance of Tantai Yun that everyone expected, but she has a face very similar to her younger sister.

……

In the main hall, there was a sudden scream, and countless people stood up in shock. In different corners, many people cried out tremblingly: "Tantai Chao, is that Tantai Chao?!"

On the water curtain, Yu Wenli's face twisted and frightened for a moment, and his figure suddenly retreated to the corner of the wedding room, his face twisted: "What?!"

Tantai Chao remained motionless, while the red candle beside him was shaking, his face covered with corpses was in a daze: "Young Master Yuwen, in the mist...why did you kill me?"

In the hall, the audience was in an uproar.

What's this?Dead body?

A young female cultivator was already trembling with fright, and tremblingly said: "Isn't it possible to retain a little bit of residual consciousness when the startled corpse has just died? ... What, what's going on here?"

Shang Lang had already come out of the guest room, and was sitting next to Ning Cheng, when he suddenly saw this strange scene, his scalp became numb, and he held the sword tightly.

Mr. Tantai has been dead for more than a year. Although the corpses that have been dead for many years can be catalyzed into shocking corpses, they will all lose their minds. How can they talk?

On the water curtain, Yu Wenli suddenly shook his head vigorously, his eyes were a little strangely dazed, as if he hadn't thought of anything wrong at all.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You... you died at the hands of the person who set up the trap, what has it to do with me?"

Tan Taichao in front of the bed slowly raised his hand, and peeled off the bloody coat on his chest, revealing a dark wound.

His voice was hoarse and dull: "The person who stabbed me the first time... was wearing a mask, I don't know him. But you stabbed me the second time, I remember it clearly."

He raised his hand and poked his wound, and a piece of rotten flesh fell out: "Look, it's here."

Yu Wenli swayed, and for some reason, his eyes became more dazed, as if he was drunk or sleepy.

"Don't come here." He stared straight at the startled corpse in front of him, "I, I..."

Tan Taichao seemed to be reminded by his words, stood up slowly, his feet were stiff, and moved towards Yu Wenli step by step: "Young Master Yuwen, I'm in so much pain."

The next moment, his figure was as fast as a ghost, and he stepped in front of Yu Wenli, raised his hand suddenly, and grabbed Yu Wenli's neck in front of him!

The water curtain was facing Yu Wenli's face, but only Tantai Chao's back could be seen.

I saw his shoulders trembling, and his voice was painful and shrill: "Why, why...Although I have a bad temper with you, should I die?"

Yuwen Lijun's face flushed, and his arm shook violently, sending him flying. In the shimmering water curtain, there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes: "Why don't you deserve to die?"

His complexion was flushed abnormally, and his handsome and gentle face turned cold: "Over the years, you have repeatedly ridiculed me behind my back for my unclear blood and suspicious background. Do you really think that I never knew?"

His hand tightly held the sharp sword at his waist, and the puppet Spirit Snake poked out its head faintly from his sleeve.

Tantai Chao stared at him in a daze, a line of blood and tears slowly flowed from his eyes: "...But I never really hurt you."

Yu Wenli shook his sword, and said sharply: "How could I have offended you! Family gatherings, fairies, I have always given in to you, how about you?"

His voice was unsteady, and he said in a trembling voice: "You got worse and insulted and slandered me, so why? Yes, your mother is a noble girl of the fairy sect, and my mother's status is humble, so should I be humiliated by you all my life?"

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In the main hall outside, Yu Wenhan suddenly stood up, bursting into anger: "What kind of insidious trick is this, to frame me, Li'er!"

As soon as he raised his palm, he was about to hit the water curtain, but just as he moved, Tantai Minghao flew to meet him.

The palms of the two collided in the air, the ground shook, countless cups, bowls and plates under the table flew violently, and the wine and fresh soup splashed everywhere.

Tantai Minghao's expression seemed more ferocious than Yuwenli on the water curtain: "Master Yuwen, let everyone listen."

Yu Wenhan was so angry that his beard shook wildly: "Can't you see that this is not the remains of your son at all? What kind of corpse can answer so fluently? It is clearly provoking and framing!"

At this moment, not only him, but the guests below also noticed something was wrong.

Yu Wenli on the water curtain looked dazed, with a sleepwalking expression on his handsome and elegant face. Everyone had already seen the weirdness of the corpse, but he seemed unaware of it.

But Tantai Minghao was relentless, his eyes were bloodshot: "Young Master Yuwen wants to say something, it doesn't hurt to listen to it."

His tone was quite polite, but he no longer called Yu Wenli a good son-in-law, and his doubts could not be more obvious.

Yu Wenhan's face turned red, and he raised his eyes to see the countless prying and suspicious gazes below, and finally gritted his teeth: "Okay! My Yuwen family man is upright and aboveboard, and he has nothing to say to others."

In the seat, Ning Cheng suddenly turned his head and glanced at Mu Anyang opposite him.

"Master Mu Gu, do you feel that the figure of this terrifying corpse seems a bit familiar?"

Mu Anyang frowned, hesitated a little: "It seems a bit."

Most of the people present have already noticed the clues, especially those who have had close contact with Tantai Chao, even heard a little difference in tone.

The voice of the corpse who was talking to Yu Wenli was always vague and hoarse, although it was a bit like Tantai Chao, but after careful identification, he could still hear the difference.

This person acted strangely and horribly, but he was pretending to be the dead Tantai Chao!

And his purpose was to prove that Yu Wenli was the murderer of Tantai Chao? ...

Ning Cheng's eyes were cold, and he sat on the seat with a long sword in his hand.

Beside him, Shang Lang hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Master, do you want to visit the new house?"

Ning Cheng stared at the water curtain, and said slowly, "The master is not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?"

Shang Lang let out an "oh", raised his eyes, and glanced at the opposite side anxiously.

Li Qinghong was dressed in emerald green, his pale face seemed to be a little blue due to the color of the clothes.

He stared at the water curtain, but his eyes were more strange than others, as if he was about to be unable to restrain himself, and stood up.

Mu Anyang raised his head sharply immediately, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Li Qinghong's body froze, and he sat back slowly: "It's nothing."

……

In the wedding room, Tan Taichao's face was pale in the candlelight, he stared blankly at Yu Wenli: "So... have you wanted to kill me for a long time?"

In Yu Wenli's pair of elegant phoenix eyes, faint traces of blood emerged.

In the hall, countless people stared at his lips, their hearts were pounding, they seemed to know that Yu Wenli's words would give the final answer.

Yu Wenli's thin lips trembled slightly, and when he was about to speak, suddenly, the black puppet snake by his sleeve jumped up!

He bit Yu Wenli's hand, and immediately bit a blood hole on his fingertip.

Yu Wenli was in pain, and suddenly let out a soft cry, lowered his head and looked at the spirit snake in a daze, and when he looked up again, his eyes were much clearer.

He stared at Tantai Chao in front of him motionlessly, the trance and confusion just now disappeared, and he finally quickly recovered his gentleness.

"Who are you?... What are you going to do?" He slowly turned to the door, blocked the retreat, and drew the sword in his hand.

The splendor was faint, but with a chill.

Tan Taichao who was facing him sighed, as if he was very regretful: "Young Master Yuwen, are you awake?".

The blood in Yu Wenli's phoenix eyes slowly faded, and his eyes flickered slightly: "Young Master Yuan?..."

In the hall in the distance, there was an uproar of shock.

Ning Cheng looked coldly at Tantai Chao who was pretending to be on the water curtain, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was about to draw it.

In the wedding room, Yuan Qinghang stood opposite Yu Wenli, secretly saying it was a pity.

The puppet snake that Yu Wenli carried was really weird, it used to look like a dead thing, but now somehow, after Yu Wenli kept training it, it became more and more intelligent, and at this critical moment, it saved its master again.

He shook his head and reached out to rub his face.

The realistic mask fell off in response, the corpse spots disappeared, and the paleness faded away, revealing his white and moist face with a bright smile.

"Young Master Yuwen is indeed very alert."