As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

Li Jingjing took a cold breath, "What?! There have been many guests before?! What about those people? How are they doing?"

Yumu pursed his lips, "Disappeared."

"What do you mean? Disappeared does it mean dead or..."

"I don't know." Yumu said coldly, "Maybe he died, or maybe he returned to his original place."

Li Jingjing's eyes widened: "So Chen Rou thinks that she can go back as long as she dies, right?"

"maybe."

Li Jingjing was silent and asked slowly: "So, is that true? Can you leave as long as you die?" Or is it all an illusion. There are no conditions for death at all, and there is no need to clear the level. As long as you die here, will you wake up in the real world?

Yumu stopped, turned around and looked into Li Jingjing's eyes coldly and calmly, "I don't know."

Looking at Yu Mu's eyes as calm as ancient wells, Li Jingjing's pupils shrank, she opened her mouth, her voice was a little hoarse, but she couldn't speak.

Li Jingjing lowered his head and bit his lip: "I just... just feel a little pity..."

But what's the use of pity?

It is the first time for everyone to come to this place.

Here, human life seems extremely thin. Everyone has played games, but no one has experienced the feeling of falling into an abyss once they make a slight mistake.

Yumu retracted his gaze, looked up at the sky, remained silent for a moment, lowered his long eyelashes and continued walking forward: "Wait slowly, everything will be over."

…

…

Time is something that happens to go very slowly when you want it to go faster; when you want it to go slower, it passes quickly.

The seventh day that Li Jingjing least expected has arrived.

When she woke up early in the morning, she saw the house decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. At that moment, Li Jingjing was stunned.

Li Jingjing hurriedly grabbed a passing maid and asked anxiously: "Why is the word "happy" posted on it? Hasn't the wedding been cancelled?"

The maid replied to her: "As far as I'm concerned, Miss, the wedding has not been cancelled, it will go ahead as usual."

"What?!" Li Jingjing was shocked.

Li Jingjing's grip on the maid's arm loosened, and she stood there in despair.

He murmured: "Why is this happening...why...why isn't it cancelled?"

No matter what they do, will the wedding go on as normal?

Suddenly, Li Jingjing saw Yumu. Li Jingjing hurried over and said to Yumu: "Yumu, the wedding will go on as usual! Miss Wu still has to marry the ghost groom. What should we do now?"

Compared to Li Jingjing's panic, Yu Mu's expression was much calmer.

She narrowed her eyes and said calmly: "Attend the wedding banquet."

Li Jingjing froze, "Attending a wedding banquet?" She couldn't believe it.

"Yeah." Yumu nodded.

"But don't we want to prevent Miss Wu from marrying the ghost groom? If Miss Wu marries the ghost groom, wouldn't the male corpse on Fu Lai Mountain..." Li Jingjing was extremely anxious.

Yu Mu looked at Li Jingjing, who had lost all his rhythm, raised his hand and patted Li Jingjing's shoulder gently, with a cold voice: "Don't worry, calm down. When soldiers come to block water and cover up soil, there will always be a way. If it doesn’t work, we’ll just die here.”

Li Jingjing: "..."

I don’t know if it was Yu Mu’s passionless encouragement that inspired Li Jingjing. Li Jingjing’s originally flustered mood really slowly stabilized.