I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 128 - 88: Phoenix Crown and Wedding Robe

The wedding procession scattered paper money, and the sounds of the instruments resonated incessantly through the stone bridge.

Inside the festive sedan chair, Xu Qing smiled with his eyebrows arched, yet there wasn’t the slightest tension in his heart.

At the moment when the two got close, his Sutra of Salvation already had a ’physiological reaction’.

The ghost bride also laughed foolishly, still unaware of what awaits her.

The female ghost was rejoicing at having encountered such an understanding groom. If it were any of her past betrothed, they would either have fainted in fright or screamed loudly. Unlike the youth before her, whose eyes looked as though they wanted to devour her, even his hands were unruly...

"Why is the groom so eager? You’re going to make your bride die of shame," the ghost bride’s eyes beamed with spring, yet she offered no resistance, allowing the youth before her to act as he pleased.

Xu Qing leaned against the ghost, her body under the red dress was exceptionally soft and delicate.

At this moment, he had already held her small hand, caressing it back and forth.

The cold, slick texture was reminiscent of a meticulously carved artwork.

As Xu Qing kneaded the ghost’s small hand, a faint green gleam flashed in his eyes.

With the Qi Observation Skill activated, the delicate, jade-like hand before him instantly transformed into a pale, bony form. Xu Qing seemingly did not notice and continued to smile, lifting his head nonchalantly. This time, he finally saw the bride’s true appearance.

Under the red veil, her tiny, moist lips were anything but dry.

Looking at the skin, it remained fair and delicate, as if it would burst with a gentle blow.

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, but when his gaze fell on the bride’s neck, what he saw was a segment of white jade-like bone extending deep into the neckline of her wedding dress.

A skeletal corpse, yet with a head that resembled a living beauty?

Why are female ghosts nowadays practicing deception?

From his Qi Observation Skill, the gray-white Gale Qi on the ghost’s body extended from her feet to her neck, while above her neck, a green vitality flowed, as if she had just taken someone else’s fresh head and grafted it onto herself, the vitality inside yet to dissipate completely.

"My lady, you have such beauty, what secrets do you possess to maintain it?" Xu Qing inquired curiously.

The ghost did not intend to answer, but her three-inch golden lotus feet were suddenly gripped by a large hand.

"Groom, please do not be rash, wait until we reach home, and I will serve you properly..."

Xu Qing didn’t care, he removed her embroidered shoe and placed the small foot on his own thigh.

"Bright nights are short, why wait? There is no one else here. Why don’t we consummate right here in the wild? Wouldn’t that be exhilarating?"

"Though I am a princess, I am not a legitimate one. If my legitimate sister sees us being unrestrained here, I will likely be punished harshly..."

"In that case, my lady should tell me the truth. Why are you so beautiful? Is there some secret method? If you refuse, I will have to disrespect your foot!" Xu Qing gazed at the ghost who was draping herself around his neck, her small cherry mouth emitting cold breath, while the Sutra of Salvation in his mind was already eager and restless.

With a soft moan, the ghost bit her red lips and said, "It’s a taboo. I cannot tell you. If you wish to dishonor me, then come!"

"..."

Xu Qing’s eyes gleamed. Though he had only exchanged a few words with the ghost bride, he had gleaned quite a bit of information.

Liu Youdao excavated the Twin Coffin in the territory of the Ancient Yin River Dao. Now that he was here and discovered another Twin Coffin, this place was highly likely to be the Ghost King Mausoleum.

The ghost declared herself a princess, but she mentioned that she was not a legitimate heir.

It implied that there was more than one daughter of the Ghost King in the Ghost King Mausoleum and that there was a hierarchy among the princesses.

He had merely asked a casual question, yet the ghost in front of him would rather offend the legitimate princess than reveal the secret of her beauty.

This piqued his interest even more.

The ghost, unaware of Xu Qing’s thoughts, had already succumbed to her desires, pressing herself against him as her bridal attire slipped off, revealing her stark white skeletal frame.

Xu Qing’s eyelids twitched at the sight. He retracted his Qi Observation Skill and looked again, then nodded with satisfaction.

The Eye Covering Technique still worked best!

One hand lightly encircled the ghost’s slender waist while the other held down the ghost’s impatient hand trying to untie his belt.

With a smile, Xu Qing inquired, "My lady, are you truly ready? I am not someone who is tender-hearted."

With a seductive gaze and a fragrant breath, the ghost replied, "I am not afraid. If my husband has the ability, even if I am ravished to death, I will do so willingly." freewёbnoνel.com

"Good, good, good! My lady is truly sensible and understanding. In that case, here I come," Xu Qing said, suddenly embracing the ghost tightly. The Sutra of Salvation in his mind turned its pages rapidly, countless scriptures and verses stacked together, resembling a group of Daoists performing rites, or an uncountable mass of devotees worshipping at a sacrificial altar.

The ghost’s skills were profound, and he feared that without exerting his full strength, he would not be able to subdue her.

The Sutra of Salvation had never grown so robust before.

With utmost reverence, Xu Qing made a grand vow: if he could obtain this ghost today, even if he died and became a zombie, he would do so willingly.

At this moment, the wedding procession had already proceeded a mile or two into the tomb.

Outside the sedan chair where Xu Qing was, red curtains floated about, and the four lanterns flickered on and off.

Inside the sedan chair, a sudden shriek of pain and horror resounded sharply.

Yet, it lasted only a moment before turning completely silent.

On top of the sedan chair, the four red lanterns extinguished simultaneously.

With the disappearance of the only light source, the entire wedding procession seemed to step into an abyss, engulfed in the unending darkness of the tomb.

Without the ghost bride in the sedan chair to sustain the illusion, a gust of yin wind blew past, instantly distorting and deforming the stone bridges and pavilions before them.