The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chapter 9 The Ghost King Marries
The wind blows.

Chu Jinsui's consciousness gradually recovered, his head was dizzy, his temples hurt, and his whole body was cold.

She sat up.

Is this the world in the painting?
"Ah Yue?" She supported the tree trunk and stood up, looked around, but did not see Yue beside the building.

It seemed that they were all sucked into the world in that painting, but where did Ah Yue go?

The surrounding trees are withered, and the dead leaves on the ground have been dried and creaked when stepped on.

The painting was really not simple.

Not only has the painting spirit been born, but even the scenery in it has become a small world by itself.

Treasures of treasures.

Ji Hengzhou said that the small world derived from such a scroll or book page is equivalent to a small secret realm, and like other secret realms, there are countless rare treasures.

But such a small world is much more unpredictable and dangerous than a secret realm.

After all, most of the secret realms in the cultivation world have already been explored by monks, and such a small world can only be entered by chance.

Generally, there is only one chance to activate it. If the cultivator who enters dies in a crisis, or successfully obtains the treasure and leaves, the carrier of the small world will be automatically destroyed.

The crisis inside is completely unpredictable.

So there is no experience to speak of.

There is only one chance.

Chu Jinsui made up his mind: Opportunities are often accompanied by dangers, and the two are almost in direct proportion. The greater the danger, the better the treasure here.

Making up her mind, she walked along the woods.

The temperature here is too low, even though she has aura to protect her body, her lips are still pale from the cold.

"Ghostly?"

She had seen ghost repair once before.

At that time, she wanted to sneak down the mountain while Ji Hengzhou was in retreat, but just after leaving the barrier of Wan Lezong, she ran into Ghost Xiu.

The cloudy wind I felt at that time was the same as the breath I feel now.

Can't help rubbing her arms, it's too cold, this ghost cultivator in the small world is much stronger than the one she met outside the barrier.

If you can, it's better not to encounter it.

The current self is only at the second level of Qi training. If he encounters a powerful ghost cultivator, he probably won't be able to resist even a single move.

"Who is here!" The gloomy tone sounded.

Several ghost cultivators in black cloaks suddenly appeared.

The temperature around him dropped suddenly.

Chu Jinsui paused, afraid of something coming.

She pursed her lips, and her eyes swept over the ghost cultivators in front of her—they were all higher than herself.

"Hey! Why did the bride come here? It's easy for me to find!" A woman's exaggerated cry came from behind.

Then a chubby middle-aged woman who looked like a matchmaker ran over, and she grabbed Chu Jinsui's hand: "Hua Niang, I told you not to wander around, you must be lost!"

Although Chu Jinsui didn't know who this person was, he had no other choice at the moment, but could only continue her words: "I walked here without paying attention, and I don't know how to get back."

Those ghost cultivators paused in their steps: "Your Excellency's bride?"

"How did you get here?"

The matchmaker smiled apologetically, "Oh, Hua Niang has been very curious since she was a child, so she must have wandered around and lost her way."

"Let us go back quickly, or it will be bad if we miss the auspicious time!"

Guixiu hesitated for a moment when he heard the "auspicious time".

In the end, he got out of the way with some apprehension.

The matchmaker took Chu Jinsui's wrist: "Hurry back and try on the wedding dress, don't waste the time."

The matchmaker looks chubby, but when she walks, her feet are windy and her speed is fast, like a rolling ball, which is quite joyful.

Chu Jinsui looked at her back and wanted to laugh.

She followed the matchmaker and walked for more than half an hour before she saw a village.

Looking around, the eyes are full of desolation.

The village is lifeless, and the doors and windows of every house are closed.

There are not even a bird outside, and there are no living tools or planting tools on the side of the road.

It was clearly daytime, but dark clouds were pressing down gloomyly.

Cold, depressed.

Senran's feeling invaded his heart in an instant.

If he hadn't been able to feel the presence of people in those mud-tiled houses, Chu Jinsui would almost have thought that there were no living people in this village.

The matchmaker was walking in front, while scolding Chu Jinsui: "You make it easy for me to find, why did you run so far."

Chu Jinsui thought for a moment. Although the matchmaker had a bad tone, she didn't seem surprised by her departure.

"I don't want to marry."

Upon hearing her words, the matchmaker stopped walking: "Hush!"

The matchmaker looked around nervously, and lowered her voice, "Hua Niang, everyone in the village has tried their best, but there is nothing we can do. Since you are going to get married, you should wait for it."

"Don't say such things again, and don't think about running away, this is your life!"

really.

Chu Jinsui continued, "I don't want to marry him."

Who are you going to marry?

It can make these ghost cultivators give way in fear.

The matchmaker stomped anxiously: "Shh! Didn't I tell you not to say such things!"

She pulled Chu Jinsui forward: "It is also your blessing to be able to marry Lord Ghost King."

Ghost King?

No wonder.

"Think about it, if you don't marry, what will happen to your family? And there are so many old and young in our village, what should we do?" The matchmaker opened her mouth and kept talking.

"Even if it's not for other people, you should think about your parents anyway."

Chu Jinsui jotted down the route he traveled from the corner of his eye.

The matchmaker continued to say earnestly: "And this is a good thing, you may not be able to find a better husband!"

"How many people dream of stepping into the avenue of cultivation, you only need to marry the ghost king, and you can start practicing."

"Speaking of which, we also entrusted you with blessings." The matchmaker continued to pull Chu Jinsui forward, "Master Ghost King treated you well, and for your sake, he gave our village a lot of elixir."

"Many chronically ill people in the village have taken the elixir and recovered!"

Chu Jinsui quietly listened to the information in the matchmaker's words, and followed the matchmaker all the way to a house.

this house.
Isn't it the house in that painting?
The image he saw at the last moment before losing consciousness flashed through his mind again - the woman peeping through the crack of the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

After knocking on the door, the dilapidated vermilion door slowly opened.

"Squeak-"

Unexpectedly, the door was empty.

Just a field of dead flowerbed trees and a dry pond.

The matchmaker gave her a push: "Come in! I'll pick you up when you get on the sedan chair!" Then she shrank back a few steps and ran away without looking back.

Chu Jinsui staggered, stepped into the gate, and a colder aura swept over him instantly.

This house is more ghostly than outside.

(End of this chapter)