I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords-Chapter 68 - 067. Paper Wedding Dress (Bonus for votes)_1
Chapter 68: 067. Paper Wedding Dress (Bonus chapter for votes!)_1
Chapter 68: 067. Paper Wedding Dress (Bonus chapter for votes!)_1
In contrast to the previous villages, Dried Water Town could indeed be described as prosperous.
Although there were no city walls, the town’s boundaries were marked by fences, and there were militiamen responsible for patrolling.
The houses were built along the streets, stretching continuously down the road, and you could vaguely see a mansion located in the center of the town, quite conspicuous.
The sky had not yet dawned, being in the darkest phase before the pre-dawn, the streets were empty, and the patrolling militiamen were all yawning.
“Finally here.”
Cui Siter let out a sigh of relief, at least now they should be able to attend the wedding smoothly.
Just as he relaxed, Cui Siter’s gaze caught sight of a figure standing under a tree not far to his left.
The figure was clad in red garments, with black hair, a pale face, but lips redder than the clothes.
“Hey…”
Cui Siter tapped Lu Ban on the shoulder, but in the blink of an eye, the person in red had vanished.
“Did you see someone under the tree just now?”
He put down his bowl and asked.
“Hmm, indeed.”
Lu Ban had also seen the person in red, and he could clearly see that it was a woman.
“A woman in a red wedding dress, is she the bride?”
He was somewhat confused.
According to the mission description, it was the Hai Family’s son who was getting married, and the bride was someone from the outside, so the one with an issue should’ve been the groom.
Now, here was the bride suddenly showing up, it felt wrong.
He withdrew his gaze and scanned the surroundings once again.
At that moment, Lu Ban noticed that on the bench inside the carriage, opposite to where he was, was a woman seated.
The woman in red, with a red veil over her head concealing her face, was sitting there in an elegant pose.
Her skin was extremely pale, her nails were blackened, and Lu Ban caught a whiff of a damp, fishy odor; the woman’s skin appeared wrinkled and seemed wet.
Lu Ban at once turned around, raising the crowbar in his hand.
“What’s the matter?”
Cui Siter also turned his head but saw nothing inside the carriage.
Lu Ban furrowed his brow, walked into the carriage, and approached the place where the woman had been sitting.
He placed his hand on the seat, ice-cold, not merely devoid of temperature but colder than the night air outside.
On the ground, Lu Ban spotted a few drops of water.
Picking some up with his finger, Lu Ban sniffed it.
“It’s seawater.”
They had been in the carriage the whole time, and surely no one else had come in, so there couldn’t have been any seawater.
“This town doesn’t seem very welcoming to us.”
After listening to what Lu Ban said, Cui Siter’s face grew more solemn.
“Before, I’ve encountered more monsters, which could be dealt with using a gun, but dealing with these kind of ghosts is a bit troublesome.”
Perhaps it was the privilege of Silent Lands that they had entered the town without much hindrance, although the militia’s eyes, like those of the people from the previous village, were filled with suspicion, resistance, and precaution.
After they parked the carriage and carrying a lantern, Lu Ban and Cui Siter walked along the silent streets toward the largest mansion in town.
Almost all the houses were unlit, with only the moonlight illuminating the streets.
Lu Ban caught sight of what seemed to be a rat in an alley, making a squeaking noise.
Suddenly, he stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
Cui Siter was startled and stopped in his tracks as well.
“Listen.”
Lu Ban held his hand to his ear, listening carefully.
Cui Siter also quieted his heart and perked up his ears.
He heard a melody echoing through the air.
Amidst the melody were low whispers.
“…waiting for you… when will you return… auspicious day…”
It sounded plaintive and sorrowful, like the weeping of a woman confined to her quarters.
“Where is that sound coming from?”
Cui Siter felt a chill run down his spine, goosebumps covering his body; he looked around, but there were no lights whatsoever.No.
In that profound darkness, only two red lanterns were visible.
Cui Siter saw ahead, at the entrance of that imposing estate, two large red lanterns hung.
The light from the lanterns flickered in the night, casting a deep red glow on the ground.
It seemed that the singing was coming from inside the courtyard.
“…My lord, don’t go…”
With a crisp whisper followed by a chill at the back of his neck, Cui Siter swiftly turned around.
He saw the woman with the red bridal veil covering her face, just a stone’s throw away.
Beneath the veil, the bottom half of her face was seductively soft yet pale to a frightening extent, her red lips particularly striking.
It wasn’t until this moment that Cui Siter realized the woman’s clothes were actually made of paper!
This bizarre scene momentarily captivated Cui Siter’s gaze, causing his thoughts to stall.
Swish—
Before he could react, a crowbar swept through the body of the bride, but as soon as the crowbar touched her, the woman in red disappeared.
“Be careful.”
Lu Ban offered a word of caution.
“Was that singing just now the strange sound from the Hai Family Mansion described in the mission? What does it have to do with the bride? Why are her clothes made of paper?”
Cui Siter was puzzled.
The faint singing that lingered on the edge of hearing was hair-raising, but perhaps out of reverence for Lu Ban’s crowbar, the woman in the red wedding dress did not appear again.
The two arrived at the entrance of the Hai Family Mansion.
This mansion was indeed splendid, but whether it was the somewhat peeled and faded pillars, the door plaque overgrown with seaweed-like untidy vegetation, or the door with some unidentifiable scratches, all were telling them this was no ordinary rich family.
However, after waiting for a while, no one came to open the door for them.
“Could it be that we have to find our own way in?”
Cui Siter stroked his chin, flicked the ash from his spent pipe, and tucked it into the pocket of his coat.
“Leave this to me, I’m familiar with this. When they have wedding banquets in the countryside, just sneaking in for a meal will settle it.”
Lu Ban slapped his chest confidently.
“?”
A question mark appeared above Cui Siter’s head.
“Gentlemen.”
At this moment, from behind the two of them came a faint and low voice.
Instinctively, Lu Ban swung up his crowbar, though he struck nothing.
They saw a short man standing about a meter behind them.
The man was dressed in exquisitely tailored silk clothes, quite different from the shriveled villagers.
However, the man’s face was heavily powdered, making it excessively pale, even to the point of looking unhealthy, in stark contrast to his black clothes. His lips were painted a bright red, overly vivid.
In Lu Ban’s words, he looked more like a dead person than a living one.
“!”
Cui Siter watched the man with caution—this man’s presence was quite unsettling.
“You must be guests here for the wedding, please follow me, our master has arranged alternative accommodations for you.”
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The man’s voice was as calm as an ancient well, like an unchanging tombstone.
“Alright.”
Lu Ban and Cui Siter exchanged a glance and followed the man’s footsteps.
They came to an inn-like three-story building next to the mansion, where under the dim light, the innkeeper received them with a numb expression and handed them the keys to two rooms on the third floor.
Cui Siter entered his room and conducted a thorough check, finding no major issues.
He took off his coat, ready to rest, when there was a sudden knock at the door.
“It’s me.”
Lu Ban’s voice came from outside.
Cui Siter opened the door and saw Lu Ban holding a blanket in his hands.
“Let’s sleep together tonight.”
He said earnestly.
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