The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Cui Wenyan walked at the front.

Wu Yihao and the others felt a surge of boldness watching Cui Wenyan, a girl, bravely taking the lead. If a girl wasn’t afraid, why should they be?

”A-are these ghosts? Why are there so many ghosts gathered around this villa area?” Wu Yihao asked quietly.

”Who cares if they’re ghosts or not, we move forward. We have to rescue Zhao Qian!” Liang Bing pulled out an electric baton, clutching it firmly.

”Yes, we must bring Zhao Qian back.” Zhou Kai gritted his teeth, swiftly following Cui Wenyan.

”No, they’re not ghosts.” Cui Wenyan suddenly said solemnly.

”Then what are they?” Wu Yihao and the others asked in unison.

At this moment, the bridal procession stopped in front of a house at the village entrance. There was a red ”happiness” character pasted on the door, indicating it was the groom’s house.

However, strangely, the house was tightly shut and no one appeared.

No one came out to greet the wedding guests.

Cui Wenyan answered Wu Yihao’s question, ”It’s foxes.”

”Huh? What?”

”Foxes?”

”Fox spirits?”

Wu Yihao and the others were shocked and incredulous.

Cui Wenyan suddenly dashed forward, surpassing the bridal procession, and stood in front of the bridal sedan. Wu Yihao and the others followed closely behind.

”Let her go, don’t make me resort to force.” Cui Wenyan said coldly. There was no human or ghost in the bridal procession; they were all little foxes! The sheer number of fox spirits was something Cui Wenyan hadn’t anticipated.

Under the astonished eyes of Wu Yihao and the others, the bracelet on Cui Wenyan’s wrist transformed into a Nine Bends Whip, gleaming with a cold, silver-white light, appearing formidable.

”Shameless humans, all deserve to die!” The four bearers simultaneously uttered in a sharp, identical voice, speaking the same words.

The next moment, the air seemed to warp and everything became somewhat ethereal.

The eyes of Wu Yihao and the others became glazed over, standing rigidly in place without any movements, as if frozen.

Cui Wenyan’s mind also muddled briefly but she quickly regained her clarity. She shook the bell in her hand. The sound it produced wasn’t the usual clear jingle, but a soft, eerie tone.

The bridal procession, initially neat and orderly, descended into chaos, with many little foxes revealing their true forms and squeaking disconcertedly.

Huh? Are these fox spirits of such low cultivation? Cui Wenyan considered the possibility of low cultivation among the little foxes, or her bell being a powerful magic artifact as possible reasons.

Only the four bearers maintained their human shapes, cursing loudly, ”Humans, shameless! Betrayal and ingratitude!” Their voices were fraught with inexplicable resentment.

The same sharp voices spoke in unison, their identical content causing a headache.

”Kill him, kill the heartless one!” The four bearers extended their hands, revealing sharp claws, and lunged at Liang Bing!

”Wait! Stop! He hasn’t betrayed you! If you still want your ancestor to wake, then stop!” Cui Wenyan suddenly shouted loudly.

The four bearers froze instantly upon hearing Cui Wenyan’s last statement, then stood still, glaring at Cui Wenyan. In unison, they asked, ”What did you say?” Except, this time, the tone included not only resentment, but also confusion and a hint of hope.

”Your ancestor can awaken.” Cui Wenyan rubbed her temples, feeling dizzy from the sudden exertion of her powers, leaving her unable to save Liang Bing immediately. But thankfully, she understood the crux of the matter. Thus, saying these words saved Liang Bing.