Nightmare Shuttle

The forest was still, the sunlight from above obscured by the thick foliage of leaves. The creatures in the forest had disappeared as if they had been terrified by something. Only the sweet and pungent smell of flowers dancing in the wind. In the gloomy shadows thrown by the tall and dark trees, there was a faint rustle in the underbrush.

From the moment the players had entered multiple new lives had been born. In the air, a soft ethereal voice sang quietly, if Ling Zheng was here at this moment, he would instantly recognize it as the song to capture spirits. Except this song was very strange, not like the devout greed in Ling Zheng's voice but more like a sacred ritual, a solemn oath. 

The shaking in the bush intensified and on the last syllable of the note, a strange golden spirit suddenly appeared in the forest. From behind it, a dark grey wolf fell to the ground with a thud. The human-like spirit did not carry the same compassion and gentleness as the previous spirit, this one seemed to have been shrouded with intense fear and without waiting to see who had summoned it, it tried to run away.

However, this move was destined to be futile, in front of it, a strange figure appeared. Not like a man, but not like a human either. In the spirit's terrified gaze, the paper man turned and stared at it. It seemed to have been torn in half and placed back together again. On its body, a blood-red "Fu" for happiness had been written on with red ink. Except no one seeing this thing could be happy.

The cold wind penetrated the ripped paper body, exposing the clear bamboo strips inside, its face was paper white but two red blushes had been drawn onto its cheek, Its eyebrows were drawn on as black as ink, and its eyes have no whites, just two dark holes pierced into its face.

The paper man seemed to hear something and suddenly two lines of black tears split the red blush on its cheek, and without hesitation, the paper figure pounced onto the golden spirit like a falling kite!

A red rain fell from the sky, and the face that belonged to the paper man was quickly displayed in front of the eyes of the spirit. The traces are like tears, but the corner of the mouth has always maintained the smile of the paper man. The spirit wanted to run but it had just been born and did not have the time to integrate with the forest.

A piece of snow-white paper was peeled off from the paper figure's body and stuck to the face of the spirit with a bang!

The piece of paper seemed to have of its own. When it touched the face of the spirit, it wrapped around every inch of its skin, covering the nose and lips. The conscious spirit reached out and tried to pull the piece of paper off its face. But a strange thing happened, this piece of paper seemed to grow on his face, melted into his blood and turned into his flesh.

When it tried to tear off the paper, the pain was no less than tearing the flesh off its face.

The spirit had a conscious, unlike the other spirits and it could feel and understand the pain. Its vision was covered by paper, so it couldn't see anything. Strangely, under the force of the paper stuck to its face. The spirit looked to slowly become human. Losing the golden vessel. However, this also gave it the weakness of humans. The lack of oxygen made its eyes black, its lungs were exploding, and its body slowly slumped to the ground. It did not have time to enjoy life when everything became blurred. Cold sweat pooled onto the snow-white neck, the bare and exposed skin soaked in the quality of suet white jade.

Its face was covered by a layer of snow-white paper. Unable to see its face, the gaze couldn't help but be attracted to those slender legs stomped wildly, the slender waist that trembled, and each finger was stretched out, like a butterfly falling from a spider web, struggling to flap its wings

The next moment, a pale hand suddenly squeezed the human spirit's lower jaw, forcing the other party to raise its head, the unknown entity could see that its face was tightly attached to the paper, suffocating it to death.

The cold red rain fell around him and a slender finger firmly pressed against the position of its lip, slowly piercing a small hole into the thin paper, oxygen rushed into its mouth, and gratefulness immediately surged in the heart of the spirit. The finger squeezed into its lips that greedily breathed in the fresh air.

The spirit took a quick breath, and at one point made an uncontrollable choking sound like a kitten. Tears flowed out of the only hole in the paper, and together with the saliva from the corners of the lips wet the man's fingers. It couldn't help but be glad to survive this ordeal, as long it could find the host, it would be able to complete the final connection. 

The man bent down, the jade string of red crowns on his head swayed slightly and swept the bridge of his tall nose and thin pale lips. Another slender hand protruded from the wide sleeve robe, and a red brush appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The thin lips slightly parted, the teeth bit the tip of the tongue, and a drop of blood oozed out, coating the tip of the brush. The handsome man lowered his eyes, deep sockets hiding the pitch-black pupils. The blood that stained its lips was the only bright color on the whole pale and dejected face.

He quietly looked at the spirit, who was still in a state of confusion. Then, he held the brush with a slender and powerful hand, laid it on his body, and started writing on the sweaty snow-white neck.

The bloodstain was like a living thing, emitting a dazzling red light.

Every time he made a stroke, the body under him would tremble slightly, all the joy and pain were wrapped around the tip of the pen, as he wrote with one hand. Within ten breaths, he wrote a marriage letter on the spirit's body. Every word was like an unknown flower of blood, that went into its body bit by bit and quickly disappeared. 

The man stared down at the human spirit and suddenly waved his hand, before the spirit could react it disappeared in place, being transported somewhere far away.

If anyone were to see the spirit's face at this moment, they would be surprised to see that this thing looked exactly like Chu Yi!

The red light swayed in the distance as if a pair of strange scarlet eyes were looking around, and a vague and vague voice came intermittently, which seemed to match some strange rhythm.

Not far away, a delicate sedan chair staggered into the man's line of sight. Two red lanterns were hanging from the sedan chair and four beaming sedan chairmen approached him. The jade tassels at his head tinkled slightly, like the bell at the underworld gate before just like the spirit he disappeared.

A strange smile at the corner of his lips.

The sedan continued its journey towards, inside the sedan's windows a flash of gold faintly appeared. Without anyone knowing, a box of dowry gifts that were so dazzling and rich that they were about to overflow appeared.

Gold, red, green, such rich and vibrant colors appear in this isolated forest terrain, as if the mountains, river,s, and lakes here have dried up and placed into these gems, and at the top sat ruby red ring as if blood has condensed into the most sacred vow.

The rain red ceased upon the sedans departure and the forest descended into silence once more.

At this moment Chu Yi wasn't aware of the dangers rapidly heading towards him. The man's face twisted slightly at the name but instead of getting angry, he lifted both hands and performed a vulgar gesture, the meaning was obvious. The men laughed and parted ways for Chu Yi as he walked to the platform, the translucent skin was like the finest silk woven by the careful hands.

Suddenly he beckoned, red lips curled into a teasing smile. The platform was slightly raised off the ground and reached up to Chu Yi's knees. To anyone else, it would seem as if he was asking for help to get up. The man looked at the beautiful face and just like being bewitched, he walked over and stretched out a hand. Chu Yi shook his head and hooked his finger, closer, the man smirked lustfully and raised his chin higher, "In fact, we don't have to fight, I just see that you are a little displeasing to the eye and wanted to teach you a lesson. " He looked Chu Yi up and down and smiled, "In fact were all men isn't it, as long as you know how to compromise and pay a little price, there's no need to hurt your little face."

He looked around at the others, "Isn't that right boys."

The men laughed even louder and called out dutifully. The man turned back to him, "How about it?"

Chu Yi opener his mouth and seemed to say something but the man couldn't hear over the whistles and jeers. Ignoring the others they couldn't help but dazedly approached the vixen, getting closer and closer until his face was almost level with Chu Yi's.

"You..."

Before his mind could react, a sneer suddenly appeared on the face before him. The man only heard the sound of air whistling sharply, them something was rapidly smashed into his face!

The buzzing sound of tinnitus sounded in his mind as if water had been poured into his ears. Blood suddenly rained down his face in red streams, completely coating his vision in a red film.

Through his bloody vision, he seemed to see Chu Yi's lips curl into a wickedly beautiful smile, "Oh, I seem to have forgotten to ask you–"

"Are you worthy of fighting with me?"

In his hands, a dark red whip with sharp barbed edges had appeared.