The master of ceremonies had no idea why a perfectly good engagement banquet had turned into a scene of a ghost forcing marriage.
And the audience was thrown into chaos, with no one maintaining order.
Fortunately, this female ghost had no intention of harming him. She drifted past him, and he felt like he was in hell.
"Don’t come near me!" Zhou Jingyi fell to the ground in fright, his previous elegance and gentlemanly demeanor completely lost, only fear surrounding him.
His hands and feet flailed in the air, yet it seemed he couldn’t touch even a piece of her.
"You’re already dead, why not reincarnate properly? Why are you still coming to find me?"
The ghost smiled sweetly, "You said that this lifetime, you would have only me! I believed in the promises you gave me. Come, let’s go to hell together!"
"No—" Zhou Jingyi was far too reluctant to die, "I won’t go with you!"
"You’re not the one to decide!" The ghost said, then floated forward to grab him.
Suddenly, Zhou Jingyi took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and pressed it to her forehead, chanting spells.
In an instant, the ghost seemed to be immobilized, really stopped in place.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in such a dark, obscure time, watching a ghost confront an unfaithful man was both terrifying and exciting.
"Ah Yi, I’m the person you love most. How can you do this to me?" The ghost cried out miserably.
Zhou Jingyi grew a bit bolder, "Humans and ghosts have different paths. We can’t be together now; you should reincarnate!"
"I won’t go!" The ghost’s voice grew increasingly tragic.
Zhou Jingyi looked at her, yet was unmoved, only wanting the ghost to disappear quickly so he could continue the engagement banquet, which was his best chance to rise in social status.
"Ah Yi, you killed me. I didn’t blame you at all, yet you have the heart to let me vanish into oblivion? After my death, have you always felt guilty, carrying talismans from the master to deal with my vengeful spirit coming back for you?" The ghost cried and spoke.
The crowd felt chills down their spines.
To think that the brilliant scholar-like Zhou Jingyi was actually a murderer?
Mu Anhan was also in the moment, feeling a chill all over, as if she really was in the Yin Realm.
Only when she felt the warmth passed to her by Gu Xiaozhan did she feel she was in the human world and was still with him.
"Honey, hold me tight..." Mu Anhan murmured softly.
Gu Xiaozhan almost embedded her into his body, holding her so tightly that there was not a single gap, yet she called out for him to hold her tighter, even tighter.
"Let’s go out!" He couldn’t bear her feeling frightened.
"No!" Mu Anhan shook her head firmly, "I want to watch. I want to see him fall from grace, unable to harm anyone anymore..."
Such persistence from a past life transformed Mu Anhan’s sorrow into strength.
She was indeed afraid of such a scene, but because Gu Xiaozhan was there, she felt there was nothing to fear.
Gu Xiaozhan never thought she would use this way to make Zhou Jingyi fall from grace!
Though curious, he said nothing more.
He just held her tightly, giving all his body heat and warmth to her alone.
"I didn’t kill you!" Zhou Jingyi shook his head, "I didn’t kill you... you died by accident..."
"Hahaha..." After a burst of mad laughter, a gust of wind blew away the yellow talisman on the ghost, allowing her to move again, and she immediately scratched several bloody marks on his face.