Zhou Lin didn't even glance at the paper figures beside him. Instead, he surveyed the front hall. There was no high altar above, but rather a memorial tablet placed in its stead. However, the tablet bore no name.
This memorial tablet was truly perplexing.
Just then—
Everyone heard the paper figures suddenly begin to chatter, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from the entrance.
The crowd turned towards the sound and saw a paper figure holding a memorial tablet, which, like the other, had no name. Meanwhile, two other paper figures were dragging a woman.
No, it should be a corpse. The woman's feet dragged along the ground, and she wore a large red veil over her head as the paper figures pulled her into the front hall.
The mercenaries and students watched the scene unfold, each one dumbfounded. Was this a legendary ghost marriage?
But then, it didn't seem right. This woman was a female ghost, so it was indeed a ghost marriage. Yet, who was the groom? Why was it not written down?
"Speaking of which, we're attending a wedding right now, but we don't know whose wedding it is! It's not written anywhere!"
The metaphysics professor leaned in close to Zhou Lin's ear and whispered softly.
"This... we'll probably have to wait. The groom hasn't been decided yet."
Zhou Lin looked at the metaphysics professor with some difficulty upon hearing this. How could he describe this situation? It was mainly difficult to explain.
"Huh? It still needs to be decided?"
The metaphysics professor looked surprised.
Guo Liang, on the other hand, seemed to have thought of something. His face turned pale as he looked at the students and mercenaries, and finally settled on Zhou Lin.
"This isn't going to be decided on the spot, is it? Could it be these students or mercenaries?"
Guo Liang looked at Zhou Lin with surprise.
"Professor Guo, you're smart."
It was the first time Zhou Lin realized how quickly the old man's mind worked. It was indeed like this.
Otherwise, whose wedding would have a groom whose life was not even recorded?
Guo Liang and the metaphysics professor both gasped in unison. They were now looking at the students and mercenaries beside them, sighing inwardly.
What else was there to look at? This wedding might just be one of yours.
Inside the livestream.
"Holy crap, this is the first time I've seen a wedding like this. Is this the legendary ghost marriage? Can this stuff be played like this?"
"Is this woman being coerced? Or is she willing? Is she dead?"
"I have a stomach full of questions right now. What I'm most concerned about is whether this woman is dead or alive. Why is there no male name on the memorial tablet?"
"And if she's alive, is she also a zombie or a drought demon?"
"I don't think she looks like a zombie. When I passed by just now, her hands were fair, and her fingernails were pink and tender. She didn't look like a zombie at all, so I guess she's not a zombie."
"But if she's not a zombie, then what is she?"
"Ah, stop talking. We'll know when we see it."
...
Inside the tomb.
The woman was lifted by the paper figures and was now facing the 'guests'.
Only when the hosts came out did the paper figures begin to eat, enjoying themselves immensely.
However, the archaeological team and the mercenaries did not pick up their chopsticks. They were all looking at the bride.
The bride and the paper figures showed no signs of movement at this moment, remaining stiff.
The air was filled with a heavy tension.
*Crack—*
The sound of bones moving was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. They all jumped in fright and looked at the bride beside them.
The bride's lowered hands suddenly lifted, her fair fingers pointing at Captain Bai, who was sitting opposite her.
In the next moment, Captain Bai's name appeared on the empty memorial tablet.
The mercenaries and the students beside them looked at Captain Bai in horror.
Bai Xiangkun.
Isn't that Captain Bai's name?
"Captain... what's going on? Why is your name there?"
"How did the groom become the captain?"
"Professor Zhou Lin, what's going on? Can you explain? Can you explain?"
The mercenaries looked at Zhou Lin in terror, desperately wanting to know what was happening!
"Captain Bai is the husband chosen by this woman. Well, I must say, she has good taste. Your name is written there, and you will be killed by her shortly..."
Zhou Lin looked at Captain Bai's face and explained softly.
"Ah? How can that be?"
"Yes, Professor, you must save the captain! You can't let this happen."
"No, we can't let the captain die."
The mercenaries looked at Zhou Lin with pleading expressions.
"Of course not. I can't let Captain Bai be killed either. Don't worry, nothing will happen as long as I'm here."
Zhou Lin naturally did not want him to die. If it were Ral, he would be very willing to give her up, as neither of them were good people.
Inside the livestream.
"Holy shit, this woman really has taste, to choose Captain Bai. That's truly discerning."
"Why not Ral? If it were Ral, this would be fine, hahahaha."
"What kind of wicked thoughts do you people in Great Xia have? It's simply abominable. Fortunately, this woman chose your mercenaries. This is truly a magical destiny. You should accept this reality."
"That's right, just wait and see. Your Captain Bai will be killed by this woman soon. I really want to see how your Captain Bai dies."
"You people from Eagle Country are so insidious. It serves you right that your professor was coveted by those Gu Diao. With your kind of thinking, who deserves to die if not you?"
"Oh, what a pity. So far, only people from your Eagle Country have died. Oh dear, you must be disappointed. How laughable."
The people in the livestream had already started arguing.
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin looked at Captain Bai. Captain Bai's eyes were already becoming hazy, and he was walking towards the woman.
Immediately, Zhou Lin, with quick hands and eyes, knocked Captain Bai unconscious. He then looked at the woman opposite him.
At this moment, the woman did not sense Captain Bai's approach. She turned her head to look in Zhou Lin's direction. However, her eyes were hidden by the red veil, so her expression could not be seen.
"Stop pretending. Do you think you're the victim? Take off the veil. It's disgusting to look at."
After speaking, Zhou Lin looked at the woman in the red veil with a cold expression.
The woman seemed to sense Zhou Lin's power. Her hands, which were hanging down, suddenly moved, and her feet, which were being dragged, began to stand up straight.
The woman slowly reached out and lifted the veil from her head.
Revealing a face of unparalleled beauty.
Bright eyes and white teeth, a cherry-like small mouth, and skin as white as snow.