JM Chapter34

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The cold five fingers instantly tightened around me. As my body was violently pulled towards him, Mo Wei was pushed out fiercely and fell into a snowy field. The back of my neck was tightly held, forcing me to look up and meet a pair of blood-red eyes under the shadow of the bamboo hat.

 

“Ranran, have you ever thought about me, for a moment, during the whole day I was away?”

 

Adrenaline surged rapidly through my veins, and I gasped for air, nearly losing consciousness. With my feet off the ground, he held me and retreated against the flow of people. I struggled hard, but the people around me thought it was just part of the Nuo dance, so they just made a noise, laughed, clapped their hands, sang, and danced, and no one realized that I really needed help.

 

Tunshe Nalin was truly incredibly smart. He knew how to blend in among humans and when the best time would be to capture me. Throughout the entire day, he might have been in the town, watching how I scrambled to hide, how I anxiously tried to escape this place.

 

Where is he taking me?

 

Back to that village, that cave, that temple in the snow-capped mountains?

 

“You want to leave me, right? But we are already married, don’t you remember?” He whispered in my ear, his tone gentle, yet it sent a wave of terror through me.

 

“Th-that’s fake, it-it doesn’t count, I-I don’t know.” I stammered, my teeth chattering, unable to speak clearly.

 

His grip tightened in my hair, yanking me closer as he pressed a kiss to my cheek. “How could it not count?” he murmured.

 

As soon as he finished speaking, my vision blurred, and I found myself being carried by him into a narrow alleyway beside the street.

 

“Clattering sounds…”

 

Above me, it felt like there was a helicopter coming closer, the sound of its blades growing louder. I shuddered and looked up, spotting a helicopter soaring over the narrow alleyway’s sliver of sky. Instinctively, I screamed, “I’m—” but was immediately silenced as a cold hand pressed tightly over my lips. “Mmm!” I struggled, scratching and kicking, using every ounce of strength, but in an instant, several vines from his sleeve wrapped around my body and limbs, immobilizing me. It was like being ensnared by a giant serpent, unable to move, helplessly consumed.

 

“Mmm!” I looked up, but the helicopter was no longer visible in the sky. I opened my mouth and bit down on his finger. His cold skin broke under my teeth, but not a drop of blood came out. Instead, the red gemstone ring almost made my teeth shatter.

 

He picked me up horizontally and carried me to a door at the end of the narrow alley, stepping straight inside.

 

The room inside was warm but dark, the door slammed shut behind us, leaving no trace of light.

 

“Is it warm? My body is cold. In the future, when we’re together, I’ll make sure the room is always warmer, alright?”

 

My body softened, and I fell onto the soft mat.

 

“I’ll let you go. Be good, don’t run away. I’ll go stoke the stove to make it hotter.”

 

I nodded absentmindedly while trembling.

 

The vines loosened from my body, and my mouth was released.

 

In the darkness, the faint rustling sounds faded away, and then everything became silent. It seemed he had left.

 

I braced myself on my weak legs, feeling for the lighter at my waist. With a flick, the flame sparked to life. I glanced at the door to the main hall outside this old-fashioned room, then without hesitation, I rushed toward the exit.

 

My hand reached the old-fashioned door handle, and I yanked it open with force. The wooden door rattled, but it was clearly locked. I kicked it hard and then slammed my body against it with all my weight.

 

The door didn’t budge.

 

“Rustling,” the sound of fabric rubbing, and a cold, eerie presence crept up behind me.

 

My legs gave way, and I knelt against the door. Remembering the actions of the villagers, I instinctively lowered my body, turning to mimic their gestures by bowing my head onto my hands: “Corpse… Corpse God Lord, I… I was wrong… I shouldn’t have offended you, shouldn’t have provoked you, shouldn’t have impersonated the goddess consort, and shouldn’t have treated you with disrespect. I beg you… I beg you to spare me… please don’t devour me…”

 

“What did you call me?” His tone seemed to change.

 

I didn’t dare look up at his blood-red eyes. “God Lord, God Lord…”

 

There was a silence that lasted for several tens of seconds.

 

Nervously, just as I was about to look up, my waist was suddenly tightly bound, and I was lifted into the air. In the next moment, I was dropped heavily onto the soft mat. The room, now illuminated by a dim, flickering red light, allowed me to see his advancing figure and the red eyes staring at me more clearly.

 

I curled up, retreating deeper into the red curtains, terrified that I might be devoured and turned into a mangled mess of flesh for angering him. But instead, I saw his hand resting on my waistband.

 

With a “click,” the heavy, gem-studded belt fell to the ground. One by one, he ripped open the clasps on his robe, revealing a pale chest that gleamed like jade.

 

What does he want to do? A terrifying guess flashed through my mind. I shrank in fear into the deepest corner of the bed, but my ankle was suddenly gripped tightly, and I was dragged out. The towering figure, as immense as a snow-capped mountain, slowly bent down. His thick black hair seemed like an endless forest, completely enveloping me.

 

“Ranran, you should call me, husband.”

 

“Ahhhh—” I screamed in fear, but the sound was blocked between my lips the next moment…

 

I bit him hard, but it was useless. He didn’t bleed, and he also didn’t feel any pain. Instead, I stimulated him, and his kiss became more fierce. I almost suffocated, and tears came out of my eyes. He pulled out his tongue and attacked my neck. I retched with tears in my eyes, but then I heard the sound of tearing cloth. My chest felt cold, and the buttons broke. This low-quality robe that I bought temporarily was torn to pieces by him.

 

When I saw the gorgeous “bridal mark” on my chest, I shuddered and started scratching and kicking Tunshe Nalin. Suddenly, my hands were entangled by vines and tied above my head.

 

This terrifying existence with whom I performed a ghost marriage with wants to… consummate the marriage with me.

 

“No, nono!”

 

…

 

It turns out that the sense of crisis I had felt several times before was not an illusion. He had already shown his claws, but I was too slow and ignorantly teased him, provoked him, and chased him around, thinking that I was the hunter.

 

I am so stupid.

 

I should have realized the reason as early as when I tried to wash off the “bridal mark” and angered him.

 

My ears felt like they were going to explode, and my mind was gradually shattered by his wave after wave of attacks. I didn’t know when my hands were untied. Because I was having an anxiety attack, I instinctively hugged his neck tightly, trying to seek comfort, even though he was the very source of my condition.

 

…

 

While feeling drowsy, my body felt like it was immersed in warm water.

 

I groggily opened my eyes, and right before me was a tangle of dark hair drifting on the water’s surface, with a man’s pale chest lying just beneath it.

 

I looked down at the situation beneath me and suddenly jumped up, but my legs felt weak and numb, causing me to fall back into the water.

 

“Ran…”

 

The buzzing tinnitus continued, and I could only vaguely hear a trace of sound, that trace of sound was like the devil’s call to me.