Bizarre: Forced into an arranged marriage, his wife turns out to be a demon emperor?

The bucket of black liquid traced a dirty parabola in the air, heading straight for Lin Che's head.

A nauseating, fishy stench filled the air.

The burly man who splashed black dog blood had a twisted sense of pleasure on his face, as if he had completed a mission.

The other villagers also wore expressions of anticipation.

They waited to see Lin Che covered in this filth, his body steaming, howling in pain, and finally turning into a puddle of pus.

This is what Master Zhang said.

This was their only hope.

However, the splashed black liquid stopped less than three inches from Lin Che's head.

It just stopped in mid-air like that.

All the liquids, whether drops of blood or streams of blood, seemed to have hit an invisible wall, suspended in mid-air, maintaining their forward-splashing posture, completely still.

Time seems to have been cut off here.

Immediately afterwards, a very faint red light flashed around Lin Che's body.

All the black dog blood hovering in mid-air was instantly evaporated completely, leaving not a trace of moisture.

The fishy smell also disappeared.

"this……"

The burly man who had been splashed with blood had his eyes bulging out of their sockets. The wooden bucket in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his mouth was open, but he couldn't make a sound.

The anticipation on the faces of all the villagers froze, then shattered, turning into utter horror.

How is that possible?

The black dog's blood, which is specifically effective against strange creatures, is useless against him?

Lin Che moved.

He lifted his foot and walked out of the blasted-open grave pit, step by step.

His movements were slow, and each step was exceptionally steady.

His red wedding robes swayed gently with his movements, the gold threads embroidered on the hem reflecting a blinding light in the pale sunlight.

He came out!

The villagers instinctively backed away, and a suppressed commotion arose in the crowd. Some people were pushed and shoved by those behind them, fell to the ground, and then crawled backward on their hands and feet.

The ferocity that had just been directed at him, wanting to grind him to dust, has vanished completely.

The look in their eyes when they looked at Lin Che was no longer hatred, but the most primal fear when facing the unknown.

"Master! Master Zhang! What... what's going on?!"

Lin Guofu scrambled to hide behind Master Zhang, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Master Zhang's face was even more ashen than that of a dead man.

His lips trembled, and cold sweat streamed down his face.

The scam has been exposed.

His decades of experience in swindling and deceiving others proved utterly fragile in the face of this absurd scene before him.

But he can't run.

He glanced back at the villagers who had placed all their hopes on him.

If he runs away, even if he doesn't die at Lin Che's hands today, he will be beaten to death by these angry villagers tomorrow.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!"

Master Zhang used all his strength to force his voice to sound calm.

"He...he's not a walking corpse! He absorbed 'that person's' auspicious energy and became...became an auspicious corpse! His cultivation has increased even further!"

He made up random terms in an attempt to stabilize the situation.

"However, the principle remains the same! Any strange creature fears my magical artifact!"

Master Zhang took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from his pocket, and then took out a yellow talisman from another pocket, sticking it to the back of the mirror with his saliva.

He took a deep breath and pointed the bronze mirror at Lin Che, who was walking slowly towards him.

"You wretched creature! Show yourself in your true form at once!"

He roared and poured all his strength into his arms.

But nothing happened.

The bronze mirror still reflected Lin Che's expressionless face, without his usual fangs or the swirling black aura.

Lin Che stopped in his tracks, watching Master Zhang's comical performance, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitched upwards.

That wasn't a laugh.

It was an expression full of mockery and contempt.

"Master! It's no use!" a villager cried out in despair.

Master Zhang swayed, knowing he had reached a dead end.

Fight!

A glint of mad ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the bronze mirror.

"With my blood as the catalyst, I command the five evil spirits to vanquish the wicked!"

He suddenly smashed the bronze mirror on the ground.

With a loud bang, the bronze mirror shattered into pieces.

A plume of black smoke emerged from the shattered lens, twisting and swirling in mid-air before finally coalescing into a humanoid figure, about half a person's height, entirely black, with indistinct features.

As soon as that thing appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped a few degrees.

Although the villagers were frightened, seeing the legendary "Five Evils Moving" rekindled a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"It's a little monster raised by the master!"

"We're saved! The master has shown his power!"

The dark figure let out a strange "heh heh" laugh, and transformed into a blur as it pounced towards Lin Che!

Lin Che stood still, motionless.

He didn't even look at the dark figure lunging at him.

He simply looked down and glanced at his shadow at his feet.

Just as the dark shadow was about to pounce on Lin Che, Lin Che's shadow came to life.

What was originally just a faint human-shaped shadow suddenly turned pitch black and began to writhe and swell violently, like a pool of boiling asphalt.

next second.

A hand reached out from the dark shadow.

That was a hand.

A pale, slender, flawless hand, breathtakingly beautiful.

This hand stands out starkly against the terrifying and eerie scene around it.

It gracefully raised its five fingers, which spread out and precisely grabbed the head of the lunging black shadow.

The shadowy figure's eerie "heh-heh" laugh got stuck in its throat.

It struggled and twisted frantically in mid-air, but could not break free from that seemingly soft and boneless hand even a little.

The owner of that hand seemed somewhat impatient.

Gently close your five fingers together.

"Pop".

A soft sound.

It was like popping a water-filled balloon.

The arrogant little ghost didn't even have time to let out a scream before his entire body exploded into a cloud of black mist in mid-air, and then vanished without a trace when blown away by the cold wind.

Dead silence.

The entire back hill was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, dumbfounded at the hand that reached out from the shadows and then slowly withdrew.

Master Zhang's last hope has been shattered.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his crotch filled with a warm, fishy smell.

"The... the King of Ghosts... the King of Ghosts is hiding in the shadows..."

He muttered to himself in a daze, completely insane.

Lin Che raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the faces contorted with fear.

Lin Guofu, Aunt Wang, and those "relatives" and "fellow villagers" who once kicked him when he was down and sent him to his death.

He spoke.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Except for the children."

"Teach the others a lesson."

He had barely finished speaking.

The shadow behind him suddenly swelled up!

A red figure slowly rose from the shadows.

Wearing a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, her red dress was as red as blood.

But this time, her face was not covered.

The villagers finally got a clear look at her face.

Her face was still breathtakingly beautiful, but her eyes were open.

She hovered silently in mid-air, looking down at the ants on the ground.

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended with a deafening roar!

The sky above the entire mountaintop darkened.

The air grew heavy, and every breath felt like being in the far north.

All the villagers, regardless of age or gender, felt their legs go weak under this oppressive force and collapsed to their knees with a thud.

They looked up at the god-like figure in red, their bodies trembling like leaves in the autumn wind.

My mind went completely blank.

They couldn't even feel fear.

It is a deep-seated terror in the soul when one's level of life is absolutely crushed.

"ah--!"

A psychologically fragile woman was the first to succumb. She let out a scream that was not human, and black blood flowed from her eyes, ears, nose and mouth at the same time. Her body convulsed a few times and then fell silent.

This tragic situation became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"It's weird! It's her! It's her!"

"Help! I don't want to die!"

"I was wrong! Lin Che! I was wrong! Please forgive me!"