The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1264 - 1268: The Pact (16)

The tension at the mention of ’failure’ was palpable for Shang Ran.

She immediately shed tears, her fingernails dyed with laburnum dug deep into Shang Yan’s palm, causing him to let out a muffled groan.

Quickly realizing her actions, Shang Ran hastily apologized, "Sorry, sorry, I just..."

Shang Yan lovingly held Shang Ran’s hand, kissing the back repeatedly, then said, "Don’t say it, I understand."

Turning his gaze back to Shang Ran, Shang Yan’s eyes grew colder as he questioned Uncle Long, "Uncle, the old woman you found couldn’t be...."

"Watch your words." Uncle Long fearfully glanced at the Ghost Lady and swiftly covered Shang Yan’s mouth with his hand.

The Ghost Lady indeed possessed real skills; he had seen it with his own eyes....

This boy’s indiscreet words left Uncle Long dissatisfied. If not for fear that his careless words might implicate his hard-won reunification with his niece, he would surely show him what angers a Ghost Lady can lead to.

Shang Ran timely held Shang Yan’s hand, and softly urged, "I believe Uncle won’t harm me."

Seeing Uncle Long’s relieved and pleased expression, Shang Ran’s tone shifted, with anxiety climbing on her face as she whispered worriedly, "Now that it has failed, what should I do? On the fifteenth day, he will certainly come to find me according to the agreement."

Shang Ran’s lowered eyes were filled with profound fear, her body quivering uncontrollably.

Simultaneously, a hint of regret flashed in her eyes.

If she had known there were such things in the world... how could she have volunteered to hold a yin marriage with that person just to please the Shang couple and show her determination?

Now....she has dug her own grave.

At present, overthinking is of no use, so she can only take things one step at a time.

Seeing the woman he loves in such a state, Shang Yan’s face harshened as he said, "He is already dead yet clings to you. Perhaps we should stop at nothing and find the Mage..."

Shang Yan fiercely made a throat-slashing gesture.

Shang Ran quickly shook her head, "No, no, Brother Zhong acted out of love, how could I bear to do such a thing? Moreover, our parents have been so kind to us, we cannot treat Brother Zhong like this.... Besides, now that Brother Zhong is gone, you’re the only son left for our parents. As I know, Father is considering handing over the family’s business to you."

"Previously, Brother Zhong was responsible, and now that he is gone, it’s time for you to share the burden for our parents. At this time, do not let them down...."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yan rejoiced, excitedly rubbing his hands, "Really, really? Does Father really have this thought?"

Shang Ran nodded, her eyes hopeful.

But to her disappointment, Shang Yan really fell silent and no longer broached the subject of that person.

Suppressing her complex thoughts, Shang Ran could only pin all her hopes on the Spirit Medium before her.

While various thoughts ran through the few people in the corner, the Ghost Lady went jumping around, as if experiencing a seizure.

Suddenly she yelled loudly, "The soul comes...."

The once sealed room suddenly whipped up bursts of yin wind, and the burning incense on the altar broke off with the breeze.

Wiping the fresh blood from the corner of her mouth, the Ghost Lady stopped her movements with satisfaction, "The summoning ritual is successful."

Yet, a trace of doubt lingered in the Ghost Lady’s mind. She had restarted the ritual, and just like before, the summoning failed. But just when she was about to call it quits, she suddenly sensed that the soul had successfully been summoned.

Indeed strange!

But since it succeeded, it was fine.

The Ghost Lady no longer dwelled on it.

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Guided by a trepidatious pull, Su Li found herself at this ritual ground.

With a small technique, the people around couldn’t see her.

After a quick glance around, Su Li’s gaze settled on a piece of red paper on the altar.

On it were the birthdate characters of the original owner and a personal belonging, a bundle of broken hair with a knot representing union.

Su Li’s gaze chilled; in the original owner’s memory, this was the gift she gave Zhang Yang when their affections aligned.

Binding hair as a couple, she expressed her affection to her beloved.

It was a gesture borrowed from operas and crafted by the original owner.

Thus, sometimes a girl must be guarded. Her personal items, hair, nails, must be well kept; otherwise, who knows what those ill-intentioned individuals might use them for.

With further focus, beside the red paper with the original owner’s birth characters was another red paper, seemingly with another person’s birth characters, Shang Zhong.

The name Shang Zhong seems like a man’s name.

While Su Li was observing, the Ghost Lady was almost done chanting.

".....I respectfully request Emperor Fengdu as a matchmaker; this is a heaven-made match...."

The Spirit Medium’s words were stuck at the final step, just waiting for the two red papers to burn completely and register below, marking the two as officially bonded in marriage.

The plastic plate of tribute fruits was inexplicably flipped over.

The sudden change frightened everyone in the room, and the Spirit Medium was horrified, trembling.

What scared Shang Ran and the others most was the Spirit Medium’s trembling hand pointing in a certain direction in the room, "He’s here...."

"Uncle Long, you lied to me." The Ghost Lady’s eyes seemed ready to split, as she viciously glared at Uncle Long.

Her skeletal fingers pointed straight at Shang Ran, "He says she is the one who set the marriage contract with him, attempting to alter the Underworld-sealed heavenly marriage agreement; are you trying to get me killed?"

"Now, all of you get out...." The Ghost Lady began to cackle, "On the fifteenth day of this month, bridal night, just wait...."

"Hehehe...." The Ghost Lady’s terrifying laughter echoed in the room.

Uncle Long was terrified, still trying to explain, but by then the Ghost Lady didn’t want to listen anymore.

No amount of money Uncle Long offered would move her.

Her heart was bitter; it wasn’t that she suddenly became righteous and unmoved by money, but because the one here was truly untouchable for her.

With overwhelming Evil Qi, shrouded in black mist, simply sharing the same space was enough to make her tremble.

Thankfully, this one did not mind her deceits; however, the others might not be so lucky.

The Ghost Lady urgently began driving everyone out.

When spatial anomalies first became apparent, Su Li noticed immediately.

A silhouette enshrouded in tangible dark mist slowly manifested, with two eyes glowing red within.

Yet this black mist did little effect on Su Li.

She could readily peer through the dense mist of yin energy and discern the true visage of the figure.

His features were extraordinarily beautiful, so much so that even the deathly pallor did not mar his appearance. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

A pair of ghost-fire eyes made him look like the descent of a malicious spirit.

Indeed, being handsome is never a disadvantage.

Someone formidable, even in death, exhibits quite the prowess.