Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Riding a horse in the rivers and lakes, free and unrestrained in the world.

In the blink of an eye, another forty years have passed.

Outside Qingzhou City, a reddish-brown horse came trotting down the mountain road.

Deep in the night, there were occasional roars and strange voices, like a woman's whispering, or a baby's cry.

Those were demons and evil spirits luring passers-by. Anyone who dared to walk over would either become someone's blood food or be taken by someone to become a man.

The reddish-brown horse was trembling, and fear was hidden in its pure eyes. It was obviously very afraid of those things hidden in the night.

Zhao Mu lay on the horse's back and gently rubbed the reddish-brown horse's neck: "Xiaohong, you have been traveling with me in the rivers and lakes for so many years, why are you still so timid? With me here, those things can't hurt you."

Hiss!

The reddish-brown horse cried out, as if to give itself courage.

After a while, they walked up the hillside and saw a huge manor not far away.

Two red lanterns were hung at the door of the manor, like the eyes of a monster in the night, waiting for someone to walk into the bloody door.

The manor was also decorated with lights and people were bustling, as if a grand wedding was being held.

The red horse stopped ten feet away from the manor and dared not go forward.

"You!"

Zhao Mu turned over and got off the horse, and stroked the mane of the red horse.

Over the years, the red horse has been by his side, often receiving the warmth of his pure yang magic power, and now has developed some spirituality.

It's a pity that its timidity has never changed.

Not to mention the demons and evil spirits outside, even the black dragon, turtle spirit and white fox that have been together for many years, the red horse is scared to death.

It is estimated that even if it really becomes a spirit in the future, this guy will have to check the almanac before going out.

Ding! Ding! Dang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of gongs and drums. Zhao Mu turned his head and looked behind him. He saw a wedding procession coming on the mountain road not far away.

Those people were all smiling and dancing and singing as they approached the manor.

They had no intention of stopping and actually passed through Zhao Mu and the red horse. It turned out that none of them had a physical body.

When the whole team had passed, Zhao Mu's figure disappeared inexplicably.

Hiss!

The red horse was stunned for a moment, and suddenly neighed at the sedan chair in the team, and wanted to catch up desperately.

But an invisible force blocked the front, preventing the red horse from moving forward.

It could only watch the wedding procession pass through the gate and enter the manor.

In the manor.

Tables of banquets filled the yard, and hundreds of guests sat there happily, talking to each other or toasting each other. The atmosphere was very lively.

In the lobby in front, a beautiful bride was waiting.

"The groom is here, get ready to worship!"

The housekeeper shouted loudly, and all the guests turned their heads and looked at the wedding procession.

"Groom, get off the sedan quickly, don't miss the auspicious time."

The matchmaker's voice was strange, as if two pieces of iron were rubbing against each other, and the listeners had goose bumps all over their bodies.

She lifted the curtain of the sedan and ushered Zhao Mu down from the sedan.

At this moment, Zhao Mu's Taoist robe had turned into a red wedding dress.

"What a handsome groom." The matchmaker exclaimed.

"Really?"

Zhao Mu smiled softly: "Why, your family's wedding actually has the groom sitting in the sedan, this rule is quite strange?"

"Not strange, not strange, the son-in-law is married into my Wang family, so naturally he has to sit in the sedan."

The housekeeper came up and laughed so hard that his tongue stretched to his chest: "Son-in-law, hurry up and go to the hall, the bride is waiting anxiously."

As he said, he grabbed Zhao Mu and walked into the hall.

"Everyone, the auspicious time has come, get married!"

The housekeeper shouted loudly, and the guests in the hall cheered and clapped in unison, as if they were one person.

In the hall, the bride smiled shyly, pursed her lips redder than blood, and covered herself with a veil.

"Alas, life is like a dream, when will the grudges end?"

Zhao Mu shook his head and sighed: "You have had this dream countless times, don't you want to wake up?"

"Son-in-law, what are you talking about? Don't delay, hurry up and get married with the bride, after the wedding, you can have the bridal chamber, look at how beautiful the bride is?"

The housekeeper urged with a false smile on his face.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Zhao Mu ignored the housekeeper and said in a cold tone: "You have committed serious sins, do you still have to continue to make mistakes?"

He turned his head slightly, not looking at the bride, but looking at the bride's father in the main seat.

He was a tall and thin middle-aged man.

The guests were all smiling, but this man looked sad, which was out of place in the whole manor.

"Who are you?"

The tall and thin middle-aged man spoke in a grim tone, looking at him with a dark gaze, like an evil spirit from hell.

As he spoke, the faces of the guests who were originally in high spirits suddenly became gloomy.

Those pairs of fierce eyes were all fixed on Zhao Mu.

If an ordinary person stayed here, he would probably be scared to pee his pants.

But Zhao Mu was indifferent, just looking at the middle-aged man and said lightly: "Me? Just a passerby, who is it to you is not important, what is important is that I can help you get rid of it."

"Get rid of it? Why does Wang need to get rid of it?"

The tall, thin middle-aged man's voice suddenly rose, and he pointed at the guests in the hall and grinned:

"Look, there are so many people here accompanying me, so many people celebrating my daughter's wedding. This is my paradise. What relief do I need?"

But the next moment, his laughter turned into sadness: "No, you are right, I need relief, because I killed my daughter, I killed my whole family, I... I have been in too much pain these years. "

He suddenly stood up and rushed into the guests like crazy.

"Fake, all fake."

He pushed the guests one by one.

And those guests were like puppets, letting him push them without any resistance, and the expressions on their faces were even more dull.

The tall and thin middle-aged man shouted hysterically: "Six years ago, the Demon Slayer Division completed the city defense formation of Qingzhou City and persuaded the people outside the city to enter the city to live, but I didn't listen."

"I was an idiot at that time. I actually believed a charlatan's words, saying that the feng shui of this manor was good for me and that living there would make me as rich as anyone else."

"At that time, no matter how much the government tried to persuade me, I refused to move into Qingzhou City. I also forced my family members to live with me in the manor, and no one was allowed to leave."

"In order to continue our relationship, I even found an unknown person to marry me and asked my daughter to marry him."

"But on the day of the wedding, the true nature of the adopted son-in-law suddenly revealed. He was not a human at all, but a terrifying evil spirit."

"He ate all the guests, my daughter, and all my relatives, but he left me alone."

The tall, thin, middle-aged man had red eyes, like a monster that preys on people.

He rushed over and grabbed Zhao Mu's arm: "Then why didn't the evil spirit kill me? Why did he leave me alone alive?"

"You said you could free me, how, kill me, or resurrect my daughter?"

Facing the tall, thin middle-aged man who was mired in madness, Zhao Mu shook his head gently: "You are still immersed in fantasy, don't you really understand that you are the evil spirit?"