Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

Chapter 121 Hello? Marriage! (1)

Inside the secluded dwelling of the Yellow Springs.

The Ghost Mother Dragon Corpse, who ruled the Dragon Domain, was originally forced to curl up by the freezing waters of the River of Oblivion, exhausting all her strength to resist the cold.

Now... with Wuchang being taken in as family by Minmoyou, the water curtain has dissipated, and the oppressive influence of the River of Oblivion on the Yellow Springs Abode is gradually easing thanks to the efforts of the Ghost Mother...

It will probably be able to wake up from its frozen state soon, right?

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"I feel so dizzy...so cold...so uncomfortable..."

After an unknown amount of time, Tong noticed that the temperature within the Dragon Domain seemed to be rising, from around minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius to about one or two degrees Celsius.

Only then did she feel her frozen, stagnant blood slowly begin to circulate in her body, and the heat surging from her body was enough to power her exploration within this dragon realm.

Long Yin's ability to withstand cold and heat is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so Tong usually wears a thin pair of trousers, a black inner layer, and an old blue baseball jacket for autumn all year round.

The thickness of that baseball uniform is roughly the same as the thickness of a high school student's school uniform jacket.

However, such a set of equipment is still a bit too much for environments with temperatures of minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius and a biting wind.

Even now, Tong, dragging her numb, frostbitten legs, uses her cheap, unsharpened spear as a crutch to barely move around the Dragon Realm...

"Huh...huh..."

She was still suffering from hypothermia, and it took her several times more energy to walk each step than usual. Even the air she exhaled didn't feel very hot.

Only now did Tong have the mind to examine this Dragon Domain:

Before their eyes hung an enormous, blood-red moon high in the sky, surrounded by ancient buildings adorned with red lanterns. The Dragon Realm was shrouded in darkness, shrouded in a pale green mist, with visibility extremely low; only the red moonlight illuminated the path ahead…

From time to time, there were rustling sounds or the cawing of crows—in short, the area, as its name suggests, was not a benevolent place.

The sedan chair took Tong to a landing point within the Dragon Domain, where there was only one road that could be traveled.

Helpless, Tong could only continue walking forward.

"If that sedan chair had been driven by someone... I, the director, would definitely give the sedan chair bearers a bad review..."

"Ugh... what kind of awful place is this? It's so creepy..."

Tong cautiously surveyed her surroundings, taking one step at a time as she moved forward.

"Moreover... there's a very sinister curse permeating this place..."

The road ahead was sandwiched between houses on both sides, and the rustling sound of Tong's footsteps echoed in the narrow, dark alley...

She was well aware that she wasn't in top condition; she might not even be able to handle the most ordinary and weakest dragon skeleton right now...

But what if? What if the dragon remains in this Dragon Realm aren't adapted to the low temperatures?

What if the cold wave in this Dragon Realm is intermittent? What if it gets colder again in a while?

So she had no intention of resting. She had to move forward as quickly as possible, explore the Dragon Domain, and confirm whether there were any traces of Xiao Guang here—if that cold wave came again, she estimated she would freeze to death here.

"Ugh! Another solo adventure is about to begin?! I really wish I had a teammate right now... even Min... pfft, even Little Grey would be fine..."

Tong walked forward, and along the way, there were indeed some dragon skeletons lying sprawled on the roadside, scattered about—it seemed she had guessed correctly! The dragon skeletons in this dragon realm were not adapted to that low temperature!

I knew it! Based on our years of experience exploring the Dragon Realm, the environment here has nothing to do with ice or snow, and most creatures in the Dragon Realm probably can't adapt to the low temperatures.

The fact that the environment and weather within the Dragon Realm don't match... this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it.

What could be the reason for this...? It has truly piqued this director's intense curiosity!

However, now is not the time to explore this.

"Long-standing thick... many stones... long... thick... many... stones..."

"Ugh—!"

Tong walked past a large gate adorned with red lanterns and peered closely at a strange, long, frozen dragon skeleton leaning against the entrance, resembling a long, thin snake. It wore a bright red robe and had a deflated red bump on its face...

At this point, everyone probably knows what Tong wants to do—she obviously wants to tear off the red envelope on the dragon skeleton's head to see if there's any treasure inside, a gift for the brave! Like Nine-Directional Coins or something...

Then the spicy strip dragon skeleton suddenly spoke!

They didn't freeze to death?

Tong was startled and took two steps back...

The recent cold snap didn't kill it... Was it because the higher-level dragon remains in this dragon realm could adapt to low temperatures? Or was it because its strength was at least on par with this director's that it didn't freeze to death?

Tong was so frightened that she took a step back, and the spicy strip dragon skeleton took a step forward, seemingly very "enthusiastic"?

If it wasn't holding a jade flute the size of a disciplinary rod in its hand.

"Wash...swallow...stiff...stand up..."

"Piece by piece... entering the arena... piece by piece... entering the intestines..."

The words uttered by the welcoming monster before him sent chills down Tong's spine...

Somehow, even though the monster didn't have a mouth, it could make sounds, and those sounds would turn into red subtitles in Hitomi's mind...

That's how Tong realized which words the monster had actually spoken...

So! The reason the bride can't get married is because you, the guy who greets guests at the door, are scaring people away, right?!

"The bride...the butcher...waiting...the coffin bearer...waiting...the onlookers...growing old...never to see the light of day..."

Tong realized that she had probably encountered an NPC who had triggered a special event... She decided to go along with what it said and see if she could get any information out of it.

She guessed that this was probably the core area of ​​the Dragon Domain.

The main problem is that this house, decorated so festively... its gate is tightly shut!

So you're trying to invite us to your wedding banquet? Then why are you locking us out with a dark door?

"My lord hasn't come?"

Tong, in cooperation, asked the welcoming monster—"If this guy were just holding up a cup of Imperial Jade Liquor at the door and shouting '180 yuan a glass,' he'd be much more approachable than spewing out all that nonsense..."

“Ni…you…are…to eat…”

"Huh? Are you inviting this director to dinner...?"

"The coffin bearers have arrived!!! Enter the stage piece by piece!!!! The coffin bearers have arrived!!! Enter the stage piece by piece————"

After saying "You are," the giant spicy snack stick with the red envelope sticker suddenly started dancing excitedly, shouting energetically towards the sky—

An invisible curse enveloped Tong, who was standing at the door, and an invisible force seemed to urge her to quickly push open the tightly closed door in front of her...

'According to the logic of horror movies, Bao shouldn't do what it says at this point... But what if Xiao Guang is inside? If she came to this Dragon Realm, she might actually do as this spicy snack says and obediently push open the door and go in...'

There was nothing I could do; I was being manipulated and had no choice but to obey...

Tong took a deep breath, walked to the door, and before she could even reach out, the door opened automatically.

A group of dragon skeletons dressed in red and black were playing drums and suonas, creating an exceptionally festive atmosphere—if it weren't for this music, which Tong had heard when someone died in their family and the coffin was being paraded through the streets during a funeral procession past the Dragon Tide Pavilion... she would have truly believed this was a wedding venue.

Holding her breath, Tong cautiously entered the wedding house, a place that was both festive and eerie, and walked straight past the band's dragon skeletons standing on both sides...

Fortunately, they didn't launch an attack—could it be some kind of rule-based dragon realm? As long as the rules aren't triggered, it's safe and won't be attacked by the dragon skeletons?

Tong seemed to be deep in thought. Her keen senses made her feel that the dragon skeletons in front of her, who were banging gongs and drums, seemed to be playing funeral music rather awkwardly—as if they had just learned it? Or were their hands, feet, and mouths frozen stiff?

Passing the Dragon Skeleton Band, Tong arrived inside the mansion—in front of the bridal chamber, where a giant spicy strip, dressed in a bright red robe, holding a stern rod, and with red packets stuck to its face, was floating.

But this one in front of us seems to be a bit bigger?

As soon as Tong approached, it spoke:

"After drinking... and eating too much... I am... a hysterical sacrifice... a death ritual..."

"You mean you're the emcee for a wedding, right?"

"Yes... the death ritual..."

"........"

"The forbidden day... the coffin bearer... his face radiant... glowing..."

"A last testament... dignified..."

"Heh, heh heh... Are you praising me, the director? There's no need for that..."

"Absolutely...absolutely outrageous!!!"

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"The guests are all seated, the wedding banquet is about to begin!! My lord has arrived late—the bride has been waiting anxiously... How rude of him?!"

"Why are you suddenly speaking so fluently... It would be even better if you didn't speak so loudly to me like that... This isn't how you should have intonation."

"My lord! This is extremely impolite!!! To arrive late on a joyous occasion is a grave offense!! A grave offense!! You must be punished!!!"

"It'll be too late if your hands and feet get numb from the cold..."

Pupil squinted, distancing himself from the "death ritual" before him.

'Could it be that we're about to reach the part this director knows best: a few words of nonsense followed by the fight?'

"My lord!! Don't even think about running away!!!"

Tong was so frightened by the roar that she raised her gun!

"My lord...you...shouldn't you...punish yourself with three cups of wine?"

"what?"

"Look at you? Is this your first time marrying a bride? Or are you pretending to be confused again? Here, let me fill your cup~ The food will get cold soon."

Perhaps the temperature in the Dragon Realm has returned to normal, because the giant spicy dragon skeleton in front of me no longer stutters when it speaks.

"Why has your accent changed so much...?"

"Oh dear! My lord, you've interrupted again, haven't you? Hurry up and show everyone what you've got to do!"

"Isn't this a bit too presumptuous...?"

"Have one! Have one! Have one!!!"

Hiss... Tong thought that in such a dangerous place, the wine that Long Hai poured for her was really not safe to drink, right?

But if she refuses, what if it triggers something bad, causing all the dragon skeletons in this marital home to attack her?

Or should we make up an excuse to decline?

"Dude! I really can't drink, I drove here today!"

Even without a car, it doesn't stop this director from fantasizing, right?

"Have one! Have one! Have one!!!"

The giant spicy strip dragon skeleton ignored her and did not stop its attempt to persuade her to drink despite her refusal. In fact, its voice even contained a hint of anger and embarrassment.

"Drink one...drink one...drink one..."

Besides the death ritual, large paper figures appeared around them at some unknown time, all shouting at Tong in a jeering manner: "Have a drink!"

Upon seeing the group of paper figures appear, the ritualist, Divine Sacrifice, didn't dwell on it any longer, simply saying:

"The time for the ceremony has arrived. The coffin bearers, please entertain the ghost guests... Do not keep the bride waiting any longer..."

But a sharp gaze emanating from beneath the red envelope covering the face of the spicy snack seemed to be warning Tong: You dare not drink and try it?

Tong ignored it and quietly activated her pupil technique to scan the drinks and food on the table—Huh? It looks like food that a normal person could eat?

The pupil technique couldn't reveal anything.

Tong had no choice but to serve the paper figures according to the ritual of the dead.

But I've never been married either! How am I supposed to entertain them?

Toasting? Chatting?

While pondering, Tong had already arrived at the first guest table.

"Uh...hehe...everyone? Sorry to keep you waiting?"

Congratulations!

"Oh, thank you."

This paper figure didn't make things difficult for me? Could it be that there really wasn't some deadly trap hidden in the so-called hospitality for guests?

"However, young man, while it's time to talk about marriage when you reach a certain age, now is not the time for you to relax~"

"what?"

"Have you bought a new house? Have you bought a sedan chair for your travels? Have you passed the imperial examination? How much is your salary?"

"Wait!...I'll punish myself with three drinks."

Why would the paper figures in Dragon Realm ask such pointed questions?

Next table.

"Have a good meal, everyone..."

"Are you fucking looking down on me? Why are you only offering me a toast now?"

"...I will punish myself with three cups."

"We've waited so long, and you only punish yourself with three drinks! You really look down on me! You really look down on us!!!"

"...You've really given me the time of my life!"

"...I look down on...I look down on...I look down on...(whispering)"

"You fucking yell again?! I hate you wedding pranksters the most! Believe me or not, I'll just pick up a gun and poke a few holes in you right now?!"

"........"

Let's move on to the next table.

"Distinguished guests, I apologize for keeping you waiting! There was a traffic jam on the way, oh dear, the road conditions were bad, that's why we're late..."

After two tables, Tong was already adept at making up nonsense.

"Don't mention it~ I even held you when you were little! Do you remember who I am?"

Huh? You were little? You held me?

What the hell? ? ?

"Ah—hahaha, oh dear! Aren't you—that guy! You even told me back then that you were doing that kind of thing at that place~"

"That's strange... Actually, I've never met you before, I just wanted to ask casually."

"You f***..."

"Of course... I probably won't see you again..."

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