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"What do you want to take me for?" I shouted in confusion. If she had a shadow, she wasn't a ghost. Could someone really be trying to harm me? "Brother Xia, don't be nervous... I want to marry you!"
Marry?
Upon hearing this, my eyes widened in disbelief.
Looking at her earnest expression, it didn't seem like she was lying. Although I had come here regarding the marriage contract, it had brought me no benefits at all. Over the past three or four months, I had endured misfortunes that most people would never want to encounter in a lifetime. Now, being told I was going to marry her left me utterly shocked—this was simply overwhelming! "Wei Chi Wan Er, are you joking?"
"Brother Xia, from now on just call me Wan, like the bowl in 'bowl and chopsticks'... Yes! I really want to marry you. Since we've made a marriage contract, we shouldn't go back on it!"
"What the heck! Humans and ghosts are worlds apart; how can we get married? Let go of me; I can walk by myself!"
"Wait! We're almost there, Brother Xia; you'll understand soon!" She still wouldn't let go, and I couldn't break free. I had no choice but to follow her. It wasn't particularly dark outside; the moon would rise soon. We arrived at a dune and sat down on it. "Brother Xia, let's watch the moon together..."
"What? You called me out just to look at the moon?"
"Yes! I once went to the city and heard people say that the moon in America is rounder. Where is America? I've never heard of it!" I thought this was strange; how could she ask such a silly question when she seemed so different from the one who possessed me before? But then I remembered—she lived over a thousand years ago when America didn't even exist yet. I briefly introduced America and countered her statement. She looked completely bewildered, staring at me blankly.
I half-jokingly said, "There's only one moon; the higher you are from the ground, the rounder it looks! Perhaps that's why Su Dongpo wrote better poems when he was up high!"
"Oh! I understand now; Brother Xia is so knowledgeable!" Wan actually looked at me with admiration.
"Are you sure you're Wei Chi Wan Er?" I questioned again, and she answered decisively! I continued asking, "Did someone hit you on the head? Is something wrong with your brain?" She lightly slapped my arm and said, "Stop it! That's how I've always been; everything else was just an act in front of you!"
I was left completely dumbfounded—what was going on?
Later, as she explained, I began to understand the situation. It turned out that during that special era, she had a mission and couldn't display her true self in front of others as a high-and-mighty heroine. The person before me now was her true character—just a sweet and innocent girl!
In fact, countless historical figures who appeared grand and god-like often suppressed their inner demons. Take Empress Dowager Cixi as an example; when Lan Er first entered the palace, she was pure and lovely. However, the cruel struggles within the palace forced her to become increasingly ruthless for power's sake. Yet through surviving photographs of Cixi, one could still see a woman who loved beauty deep down inside. Perhaps only in front of her husband Xianfeng could she fully express herself.
And Wan? With her special identity and mission wrapped up among those seeking to restore their country, she became a national leader. Faced with external enemies, she had to maintain that facade. Now that her mission was lifted and everything returned to peace, it seemed she no longer wanted to hide herself anymore!
Once a person wears a mask for too long, it becomes difficult to remove it...
"Are you sure you want to marry me?"
She nodded, "Yes! Brother Xia, even though I can be a bit confused, when it comes to major life decisions, once I've made up my mind, I won't turn back. People don't joke about such important matters!"
"I'm just a loser with no house, no car, and even debts hanging over me. What is there that makes me worthy of marrying you?" To be honest, my current situation couldn't even be described as miserable; it could only be termed extremely miserable.
If I had something to offer before getting the meteorite, there might have been some hope. But ever since activating the Spirit Yang Body, I've been constantly haunted by Yin Ghosts, leaving me with nothing redeemable. My appearance is average, and my assets are gradually sinking into the negative. In modern terms, I'm a fighter among losers!
"Humans and ghosts are on different paths; I'm here to annul our engagement!" I said seriously.
"Woohoo! Brother Xia is bullying me... I won't pay attention to you anymore. I've waited for you for over a thousand years, woohoo! Brother Xia is being mean..." Hearing her like this made me pause. "Wait a minute, let me think!" She quickly nodded in agreement. "If you want to hurry, I'll be waiting right here!" I nodded and lit a cigarette. You might wonder where I got the cigarette from; I don't know either—I found it on the ground.
I sat in the desert deep in thought as the moonlight poured down like water. The flickering light of my cigarette drew me deeper into contemplation. Suddenly, a rustling sound broke the silence. A voice called out, "Wang is here, Xia Ge! You didn't call me out to play!"
What the hell! Am I cursed? Running into a Monster here? I dared not turn around. That thing darted over and jumped onto my knee. "Bro! Did you forget about Wang?" It finally dawned on me that it was that bastard Furball. This guy always disappears when trouble arises and now suddenly shows up from who knows where! As for why it calls itself Wang, according to its explanation, it's trying to disguise itself as a dog. Its intelligence is touching; what dog can talk? Realizing this made me suddenly aware that I hadn't brought Gongye Zhu with me—how could I hear it speak?
"Bro! Don't be silly; Wang communicates with you through thought. Just try staying quiet and silently respond in your mind; Wang will hear your reply!" Following its method, I thought, "Furball! Why aren't you sleeping?"
"Has Wang grown up? Looking at your face, it seems you've encountered something hard to decide on; come out and let Wang listen!"
"Are you kidding? You tiny creature—can you even understand?"
"Oh! It's about the engagement matter. Bro, you need to think carefully; this is called Ghost Marriage!"
"Furball, I know it's called Ghost Marriage, but is there anything special about it?"
"I feel like you've already made up your mind deep down, but I still need to remind you that this is a serious matter!"
Furball jumped up, looking a bit solemn. "Ghost Marriage is not as simple as you think. What, do you think it’s just a matter of mutual consent?"
"No, no, that's not it. Nowadays, the pairing of Yang Person and Yin Marriage has a success rate of less than one in a thousand. After all, with the separation between Yin and Yang, how easy do you think it is to communicate with Yin People? Once a Ghost Marriage is successful, you'll immediately feel its effects. Even if both parties agree, it still depends on the arrangements. If fate isn't right, Ghost Marriage can turn into a deadly union—it's practically a Time Bomb!"
After hearing this, I couldn't help but widen my eyes in shock and paused for a moment. I felt somewhat hesitant; what Furball said made a lot of sense!
"Regardless, she has saved me multiple times... I can't just refuse her, can I?"
"Bro! Think it through. Once you enter into a Ghost Marriage, the other party will demand Blood Offering. After being subjected to such Blood Offering, what will be left of you? You better consider this carefully!"
"Wait, it can actually backfire? I see now—there's no such thing as a free lunch. No wonder she saved me so many times; she must have ulterior motives!"
Furball smirked wickedly and said, "Bro! I have to remind you again; I can't handle this situation at all! She's incredibly powerful; even the King of the Underworld would show her respect. Even if she doesn't backfire on you, this River East Lion can easily kill you in one move when she's angry! You'll be kneeling at your keyboard for this life and the next!"
"Oh man!" This was too intense; it seemed that this marriage couldn't happen after all. I needed to find an excuse to brush it off—delaying would be better than nothing. "So what should I do?"
Furball grinned mischievously. "Neither of us can take her on. Just agree to the marriage for now; it's not good to push the date back. We can deal with it later. For now, just hope for the best!"
"Alright!" For now, this was the only way forward; I had heard enough about the depths of this situation!
(To be continued)
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