Dusk was falling, and night was drawing near.
Hao Shuai and the others had no idea how far they had traveled. Seeing that it was getting late, they spotted an inn beside the main road and went in for the night.
After bringing out fine wine and delicious food to treat Yan Chixia, Hao Shuai once again sent Xin Shisi Niang to the room next door. He returned to his own room, set up a barrier, and summoned Xiaoqian.
There was no helping it~~
Over the past two days, Hao Shuai had become obsessed with his intimate exchanges with Xiaoqian. The icy, chilling sensation left him unable to stop, as if he'd found a new toy.
Just as Hao Shuai was busy communicating with Xiaoqian, he faintly heard lively music and percussion coming from somewhere in the inn.
Someone's holding a wedding this late at night in this run-down inn? Hao Shuai wondered.
Suddenly, Hao Shuai remembered something. He hurriedly got dressed, took down the barrier, and left his room.
As soon as he stepped outside, Hao Shuai ran into Yan Chixia, who had also sensed something strange. The two went to the main hall together and found that, somehow, the place had been decorated as if for a wedding. Two or three dozen square tables had been set up in the hall, and red silk and flowers hung from the pillars along the corridor. At the far end stood a long altar table piled high with offerings, its red candles blazing. A huge "double happiness" character had been pasted in the middle.
The scene was so festive, yet eerily, there wasn't a single person in sight.
Hao Shuai and Yan Chixia immediately knew something was amiss. He didn't even need to open his spiritual sight to sense that the