Creation furnace

"Congratulations, young master, on your marriage, and your love is unquestionable..."

"Congratulations, everyone, enjoy your meal."

The Yang Mansion is located in a nearby town. The entire mansion covers several acres and consists of a two-entry house.

The mansion is quite lively today. On the doors and windows, you can see red "Xi" characters everywhere, as well as red lanterns that symbolize festivity.

A man who looks like a butler, with a happy face, stands outside the wide-open door of the mansion, responsible for entertaining the guests. When he sees someone in luxurious clothes, he will immediately order someone to lead him into the inner courtyard.

Because the person getting married this time is the only son of Mr. Yang, the news has spread almost everywhere. Even if they don't receive an invitation, they will "come uninvited" to offer incense and love, so as not to be resented by the other party in the future.

Even before the bride arrived, the outer courtyard was already full of people, and guests were still coming in an endless stream.

"The father and daughter of the Li family have become very successful..."

"They can enjoy a good life by climbing up the Yang family's big tree." Guests who knew the inside story whispered to each other, sighing that the father and daughter of the Li family were lucky and would not have to worry about food and clothing in the future.

Although they married a dead man, it did not prevent them from enjoying the life of a rich wife.

Compared to the festive scene outside, the hall was a different scene. The red wedding characters and white banners on the wall contrasted like two extremes, which were particularly dazzling. A coffin lay across the hall, and a pair of paper figures that looked like boys were beside them, with faces so pale that they were creepy.

"Zhu'er, you won't be alone over there." Yang Yuanwai stood in front of the coffin with a fat body, wearing a gilded robe. There was an indelible sadness between his sinister brows.

I don't know if it was because he had done too many sins. He was in his forties, but he only had one son. Moreover, this son had suffered from a chronic disease since childhood, and countless doctors had failed to cure him.

He was so worried about this that he even invited an alchemist from the Qixuan Sect, but he was powerless.

He could only watch his condition worsen day by day, and finally died of a sudden illness a few days ago.

After this blow, Yang Yuanwai seemed to have aged by dozens of years in an instant. In order to alleviate the grief in his heart, he put all his thoughts on arranging a funeral for his son.

When his son was alive, he was incompetent as a father and could not cure his illness. Naturally, he could not let him suffer any more grievances after his death.

In order to prevent his son from being too lonely in the underworld, he specially found a woman whose birth date and horoscope matched his son's, and arranged a ghost marriage for him...

He also wanted to be very glorious, to see who dared to gossip!

"Dad has asked someone to calculate, the girl's fate is the most compatible with yours, your marriage can bring you good luck." Yang Yuanwai murmured,

Just then, a noisy voice suddenly came from outside the house,

"Boy, you dare to come here to cause trouble, you don't want to live!"

"There is no room outside, why can't you go into the inner courtyard! Ji also paid the gift money!"

"What's going on!" Yang Yuanwai was interrupted and frowned slightly. Today is the big day of his son's wedding. He didn't want to see any accidents happen, and immediately walked out of the mourning hall with a gloomy face.

"Hmph, get out quickly, the inner courtyard is not for low-class people like you to enter." At this time, in the yard, several guards surrounded a young man. These people were warriors raised by the Yang family. They were very burly and revealed a hint of badness, like tigers and leopards.

The young man seemed not to notice it, and there was no panic on his face. The eyes of countless guests around him all gathered around him, holding a mentality of watching the excitement, expecting good things to happen.

"What's wrong?!" Mr. Yang walked out of the inner courtyard and looked at the leading guard, with a powerful presence.

"Mr. Yang, this man wants to make trouble and has to enter the inner courtyard. We will drive him away." The guard leader said immediately.

When the young man heard this, his eyes fell on the visitor calmly and said slowly: "Mr. Yang, I came uninvited and asked for a glass of wedding wine. I hope you don't mind."

Mr. Yang frowned, and felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before. When he saw the face that seemed to be smiling and looking at him, cold sweat suddenly fell on his forehead. He jumped up and slapped the leading guard in the face.

With a snap, the burning pain stunned the leader instantly.

"You blind man, you stopped such an important guest at the door?!" The veins on Mr. Yang's face popped.

The leading guard had never seen him so angry.

Could it be that this shabby-dressed young man in front of him was some big shot! ?

When he thought about how he had just spoken out to a person whom even Mr. Yang could not afford to offend, he was immediately shrouded in fear.

"Please spare my life, sir. I have no eyes to recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me this time..."

This sudden scene made all the guests around confused.

What was the identity of that young man that Mr. Yang paid so much attention to him.

"Sir, please come in. I am ignorant. Please forgive me." Mr. Yang would not explain to them. He was respectful and his teeth were trembling slightly.

Two years later, although the appearance of this young man had changed a lot, he still recognized him at a glance. Although the Qixuan Sect was disbanded now, even without the support of the Qixuan Sect, this young man was a genuine immortal master! !

"Thank you Mr. Yang for your hospitality." Ji Die looked at him expressionlessly and walked in calmly, attracting a lot of curious eyes.

Those who could enter the inner courtyard were basically wealthy people nearby or had a close personal relationship with Mr. Yang.

Ji Die was arranged to sit at a separate table. He looked at the delicacies on the table but did not pick up his chopsticks. Instead, he said slowly, "Mr. Yang would not have poisoned this."

"You are joking, sir." Yang Yuanwai smiled with a forced smile, and took a yellowed paper from a servant.

"Sir... Sir, this is your land deed... It's a little gift from me..."

When he took advantage of the situation and forcibly bought the land from the young man, he never thought that one day he would return it to him respectfully.

Ji Die glanced at it, and did not hide it. He put the land deed into the storage bag with a wave of his hand. This method of making things disappear at will caused a gasp from the surroundings.

Ji Die just took out two taels of silver and put it on the table.

"Ji never bullies others by taking advantage of his power. Back then, you bought my land with one tael of silver. Now I have two taels of silver. Buy it back."

"You are too polite, sir." Mr. Yang smiled apologetically,

"Do you want me to bully others by taking advantage of my power?"

"I dare not!"

Seeing Ji Die's cold eyes, Mr. Yang quickly put away the silver,

"I heard that your son is getting married today." Ji Die said slowly: "Why don't you let the groom come out and toast me?"

"Please forgive me, my son died not long ago. This time, I am only arranging a ghost marriage for him. I can't toast you, sir. I will toast you on his behalf!" Mr. Yang smiled apologetically. If someone else said this, he would have turned his face on the spot, but since Ji Die said it, he didn't dare to show his displeasure,

"Tsk tsk, rich people are different. A dead man has a wife."