In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

While trying to maneuver, Li Yuanchang mustered his strength and tried to regain his energy.

"What kind of help?"

The old woman chuckled and said, "How about you become my grandson-in-law?"

Grandson-in-law?

Li Yuanchang was taken aback; it must be his grandson-in-law's intention.

"No problem, just give me the antidote first. How can I face your granddaughter if I'm like this?"

The old woman laughed and said, "Now that I've given you the antidote, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you here."

"And you don't have to do anything to become one."

She meant something.

At this moment, Li Yuanchang looked down and suddenly realized that his clothes had been changed and he was dressed in an exquisitely tailored wedding gown.

It's just white! It exudes an extreme sense of eeriness.

Immediately afterward, he sensed something was wrong, turned his head again, and his pupils dilated in shock, almost causing him to scream!

Beside him stood another person, but not a person, but a corpse!

The female corpse, which should have been highly decomposed but was preserved by some means, still had visible facial features, but her skin was already dry and lifeless, like a zombie, and emitted a foul, pungent medicinal smell.

In addition, her face was smeared with some pale white rouge, making her look terrifying to the extreme!

The female corpse was so close to him that he could have touched her face with just a turn of his head.

"She was my granddaughter, but she died of illness, leaving me, an old woman, in this world. I have nothing to worry about anymore."

"But a woman without a husband's family will have her soul transformed into a wandering ghost after death, roaming the underworld and suffering endless misery."

"Before I die, I want to find her a good match, but after all these years, there is no one on Tsushima Island who is good enough for my granddaughter."

Upon hearing this, two words popped into Li Yuanchang's mind: ghost marriage!

"Until you appeared."

"You speak with exceptional eloquence, you are a great man from the Tang Dynasty, not comparable to those pirates. My granddaughter once said that she wanted to marry a handsome young man who was seven feet tall and had a beautiful smile."

"Hehe, I never thought God would actually send someone here." The old woman seemed very happy, a kind of obsessive happiness.

Li Yuanchang took a deep breath and tried to remain calm.

"I can help your granddaughter find a more suitable partner."

"No, I want you." The old woman blurted out.

"What, you don't like my granddaughter?" Her face suddenly turned gloomy.

Li Yuanchang was speechless. This was practically a ghost marriage, wasn't it? Wasn't it just a way to sacrifice himself? Who the hell would agree to that?

"If you're not suited for a ghost marriage, at least find someone dead. What do you want with me?"

The old woman said, "If you die, aren't you just a dead person?"

Li Yuanchang was speechless on the spot; what she said actually made sense.

He almost laughed out of anger.

"Even if you succeed, I can tell you for sure, my men will come looking for you, and your granddaughter's grave will be dug up. Why bother?"

"I don't blame you for acting out of love for your granddaughter. Just release us first, cure the poison, and I swear I'll find an auspicious burial site for your daughter and arrange a perfect ghost marriage. What do you say?"

He appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them.

The old woman did hesitate for a moment, but only for a moment, before she smiled and said, "They won't find it. No one can disturb my granddaughter's resting place."

"You don't need to try to persuade me anymore; I won't let you go."

"If you cooperate well, you'll suffer less."

Li Yuanchang was speechless.

He entered the island, and he had considered encountering pirates and samurai, imagined fighting, and thought about many possible problems, but he never thought about this.

There are no other dangers, but I've been targeted by someone who arranges ghost marriages. Who can I complain to about this?

At this moment, the old woman came to the coffin with a stone jar filled with black liquid and began to smear it on the female corpse. It is unknown whether this was some kind of ancient ritual or a method of preservation.

Li Yuanchang refused to sit idly by and wait for his death. He tried several times to move his body and regain his strength, but he couldn't do it at all. It was as if he had just woken up from general anesthesia and his body had no sensation.

This is not something that can be accomplished through willpower alone.

He could only pin his hopes on the antidote. As far as the eye could see, the bamboo hut was filled with jars and herbs. Heaven knows where the antidote was.

Just when he didn't know what to do, the old woman arrived.

She picked up the foul-smelling, extremely pungent viscous liquid and smeared it all over Li Yuanchang's body.

"vomit!!"

Li Yuanchang nearly vomited on the spot, his stomach acid surging up violently.

"Just bear with it."

"Don't get your wedding dress dirty. After we're cleaned, we can send you to the burial site. Then you and my granddaughter will never be separated again."

"Hehehe." The old woman chuckled, her voice hoarse, giving off a creepy feeling.

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanchang tensed up, becoming even more anxious, and struggled incessantly, straining until his veins bulged, but at most he could only move his neck slightly.

"It's no use, you don't need to struggle anymore, just accept your fate."

"Someone come here!"

"Someone come here!!" Li Yuanchang had no other choice but to shout.

This move seemed to make the old woman wary; her eyes darkened, and she stuffed a cloth into Li Yuanchang's mouth.

"Waaaaah!!"

He struggled and tried to buy time.

This angered the old woman, who stopped scrubbing carefully and instead poured the entire can of black, sticky liquid over her head.

The taste was indescribable, a nauseating sensation that went straight to the top of your head. Later generations' canned herring was nothing compared to it.

"vomit!!"

Mucus entered Li Yuanchang's nostrils and mouth, causing a physiological reaction that resulted in him vomiting on the spot.

But his mouth was blocked again, and he couldn't spit it out. It got stuck in his throat and choked his esophagus, giving him a feeling of suffocation.

His veins were bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was on the verge of death.

Seemingly driven by his desperate situation, or perhaps by the butterfly effect of vomiting that triggered some nerve, Li Yuanchang's hands suddenly regained strength and responsiveness, albeit only slightly, under the influence of his will to survive.

puff! !

He ripped the cloth out of his mouth, vomited, and then leaped forward, using his limited strength to tackle the old woman from behind.

boom! !

The two fell to the ground.

The old woman was terrified and instinctively grabbed her cane to strike, but Li Yuanchang grabbed it with one hand and then kicked her.

At her age, she had virtually no fighting ability; she only managed to imprison Li Yuanchang and the others by using poison.

However, the poison lost some of its effect, leaving her completely powerless.

boom!

With a loud crash, the old woman screamed and smashed through the bamboo door. She fell silent, seemingly unconscious.

Li Yuanchang gasped for breath, vomiting repeatedly. He used all his strength to crawl and wriggle on the ground with his shoulders until he reached the place where the herbs were piled up.

Based on the principle that there must be an antidote within ten steps, he took advantage of the old woman's unconscious state, grabbed the herbs, and stuffed them into his mouth.