This nameless valley is not big, but it is not small either.
Fang Xucheng and his men searched for an hour, but still found nothing. In the meantime, they accidentally triggered the restriction and lost several of their men.
He was so angry that he kicked a pile of stones and cursed angrily: "This old godly woman, how many restrictions have been set up in the valley? She is so annoying!"
A guard next to him moved his lips and thought to himself, the other party is the monk who transforms into gods. This is her secret residence. Isn't it normal for it to be heavily guarded? But the owner of the house is now grumpy, so he dare not say anything.
"Search, keep searching!" Fang Xucheng ordered, "What are you doing standing still?"
The remaining subordinates only said: "Yes."
They were scared to see their companions die here with their own eyes! But with the owner of the house in such a state, they had no room to refuse, so they could only carefully search into the forest.
Fang Xucheng shook his sleeves angrily and sat down on a big rock.
No rush, no rush. He told himself that Hu Erniang had made a lot of preparations to arrest people, and now no one knew they were here. He could take his time...
A half-dead transformation god with all his cultivation lost, a useless person who has no magic power but cannot use it, plus a Danxia Palace disciple who is no more than a golden elixir, what kind of tricks can he do? As long as he steadily uses this The valley is turned upside down, and they will surely die!
After thinking about it for a while, Fang Xucheng finally calmed down.
He stood up and was about to look for someone with his men, when suddenly several screams came from the forest.
Fang Xucheng's heart tightened, what happened? The ban was triggered again?
After the screams, the forest was quiet, and the men neither retreated nor called anyone.
Fang Xucheng transformed into a thunder whip and walked slowly into the forest.
The night was getting darker, and the fog was coming up layer by layer. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he was surrounded by thick fog.
He turned around and looked around. He could no longer see the road out of the forest, and none of his men could be seen.
What's going on? Is this maze originally there?
Fang Xucheng couldn't remember.
In the past, he followed Mochou back and stayed together no matter where they went. Later, he came to visit alone. As long as he followed the right path, he would not trigger the restriction.
After all, the old godly woman was a cultivator of gods, so it was normal for a maze to be set up in the valley.
He calmed down and decided to exit first.
He can patiently break the restrictions that no one is in charge of. Anyway, the Wuji Sect won't be able to find them for a while, so he has plenty of time.
Fang Xucheng followed the original path and slowly exited the forest.
The moment the fog disappeared before his eyes, he was stunned.
There are red lanterns flying everywhere, the originally bare trees are covered with colorful ribbons, people coming and going are beaming, and the faint sound of silk and bamboo can be heard. The nameless valley that is desolate and deserted during the day is actually a deserted place. It looks lively and festive.
As Fang Xucheng watched this scene, a chill ran up his back.
This situation is so familiar! When they got married, Mochou brought him back and held a wedding in the valley!
"Uncle, you are finally here." Two servants walked over to him and grabbed him affectionately.
When Fang Xucheng faced their stiff faces, his back felt even colder.
They are puppets. Hu Erniang doesn't like using servants. When she held a wedding, the servants and guests were all puppets.
What's going on? What happened to him? It seems like he entered the illusion of that year?
The two servants couldn't help but drag him to the valley.
The tomb was gone, replaced by a thatched cottage, which was much newer than before - it was the same in the valley when they got married. They were surrounded by all kinds of puppets, looking lively.
Fang Xucheng was extremely puzzled. When he got married, he only envied the monk's ability to create puppets at will. Times have changed, and now looking at it, it's so weird and terrifying!
"The bridegroom is here, the groom is here!" the child-like puppet shouted happily, scattering layers of colored paper.
Fang Xucheng was stunned and realized that he was actually wearing wedding clothes!
"Please, uncle." The servant sent him to the thatched cottage.
"The bride and groom are worshiping heaven and earth!" the puppet acting as the master of ceremonies shouted loudly. The hairpin on his head was swinging back and forth, which combined with the stiff face, made people's hair stand on end.
Fang Xucheng looked over and found that there was actually a covered bride standing in front of the hall.
He was pushed by the servants, staggered, and stood in front of the bride.
Is it Mochou? Impossible! She fell into the Ming River and even her soul was washed away. How could she be here!
It's an illusion formation, it's an illusion formation! That dead old woman has lost all her magic power, so she wants to use this method to trap him!
As long as he finds a flaw, he can find her out and make her soul-stricken so that she can no longer do anything strange!
A sharp light flashed in Fang Xucheng's eyes, and he pulled off the bride's hijab. It was fake, and it must be a puppet!
"Sister, you can't! We haven't entered the bridal chamber yet!" Xi Niang's exclamation sounded.
Fang Xucheng snorted coldly and grabbed the bride's collar, trying to see her clearly.
The bride raised her head in surprise: "Xucheng, what's wrong?"
Fang Xucheng was stunned and looked straight at her.
Mo Chou, really Mo Chou!
Fang Xucheng couldn't help but let go of his hand, and stepped back unconsciously as if he had seen something terrible.
"Achou..."
"It's me!" Mochou happily grabbed his sleeve, "We're getting married, Xucheng, are you happy?"
"Huh!" came a cold snort, and Fang Xucheng realized that there was another person sitting in the high hall. Although he was also wearing wedding clothes, his eyes were full of displeasure when he looked at him.
"Mother-in-law..." Fang Xucheng blurted out.
Hu Erniang asked impatiently: "Are you ready? If you don't want to get married, then forget it."
No, of course he wants to! As long as they get married, he will have a God Transformation monk as his mother-in-law, and a Nascent Soul monk as his wife, and his career will be just around the corner!
Fang Xucheng opened his mouth and quickly came to his senses.
No, this is a lie. If he agrees, he might not be able to get out!
Mochou is dead and Hu Erniang is disabled, so what does he have to fear? They are the only two living people, so the problem must be with them!
There was a sharp look in Fang Xucheng's eyes, and under the infusion of mana, he whipped out with a thunderous whip.
"Bang!" The Yuanying monk struck, and the object in front of him was torn apart instantly.
The thatched cottage has disappeared, the valley has also disappeared, the sky is covered with clouds, and the river is rolling at the feet.
Fang Xucheng was inexplicably horrified.
Demon-sealing enchantment, this is the demon-sealing enchantment!
Hasn’t Hu Erniang lost her magic power? Can she still create such an illusion?
"Xucheng!" Mochou's voice sounded.
Fang Xucheng turned his head and saw Mochou confronting the monster, and shouted to him: "Come and help me!"
Help her? Of course it’s impossible! With his little strength, wouldn’t he be seeking death by rushing in front?
——Hmph! No matter what the tricks are, the key still falls on the mother and daughter. Mochou is already dead. Just kill the person in front of her again!
Fang Xucheng gathered his magic power and struck out with the thunder whip!