Chapter 509 Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (2)
The female ghost suddenly went insane, “A little lunar calendar girl1 dares to laugh at me, I’ll dig out your heart and devour it!”
That said, she stretched out her long claws, intending to stab Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei and the system were about to buy some life saving aids, when a fair and clean hand abruptly grabbed the female ghost’s wrist.
The female ghost’s wrist was broken.
“Roll.” A cold low voice arrived.
The female ghost gave a terrible scream, and fell.
“Okay, you can come out now. Nothing will happen.”
Outside the coffin, the young man’s voice was clear and refined. As he stood under the moonlight, his skin tone was abnormally pale, and his black eyes were unusually cold.
Although the coffin wasn’t covered, the exterior of the coffin was densely packed with runes.
The boy gently extended his hand, but he was burned when he touched the coffin, and could only withdraw it.
While the female ghost, who endured the pain to scale the coffin and had her hand crushed by the boy, was fearfully laying on the ground.
She was forced by the youth.
Just so he could act as a hero saving the beauty.
The goal was to entice the girl to come out of the coffin.
Even though the Bai family had declined to this point, they still had things that could restrain him.
A quiet, uncanny smile appeared on the boy’s cold face.
His voice was gentle and unhurried, with a trace of a husky charm, “No matter, why did you come here? This place is dangerous.”
Bai Weiwei in the coffin had just digested the memory from the system.
The system’s notification sounded.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at -20】
Bai Weiwei rubbed her face helplessly, she would play the ignorant, pitiful, yet adorably cute girl again.
She worked up her emotions, but didn’t need to.
As long as she thought of the heap of ghosts outside with sickening faces, she was really afraid, ah.
Bai Weiwei timidly said, “Who are you?”
It was quiet outside, until suddenly a handsome face with clear brows appeared over the coffin.
A seventeen or eighteen year old youth.
He pursed his thin lips as if he was a little shy, his clear eyes were full of tenderness and pity.
“This one, I…… I lost my way, and accidentally came here, and saw you lying in the coffin. It’s dangerous here, let’s get out quickly.”
Because he was shy, he actually stuttered a little.
He looked extremely harmless and sincere.
Bai Weiwei knocked on the system: “Ji Yongchuan?”
A man who had a negative twenty favorability for her, would let her climb out of a coffin so gently?
Climb out for what?
Did he have a knife to stab her to death with?
Who would believe his evil intentions?
Bai Weiwei held her breath, until her cheeks and eyes were red.
“I’m afraid I can’t move.”
Ji Yongchuan stood outside without touching the coffin. This was the first time he has seen Bai Weiwei.
In the cold black coffin, she wore a red wedding dress. Her lips were red, and her black hair was tied into two braids that were draped over her chest.
Because of fear, her clear, bright eyes were misty with tears.
Her red wedding dress was full of painted symbols.
Those runes kept her from moving.
Ji Yongchuan’s eyes chilled, he slightly lowered his eyelids, and the smile on the corner of his lips was mild and harmless.
“Don’t be afraid, you can move if you take off your clothes.”
There was just one Bai Wen3 left in the Bai Family, unexpectedly he could even draw this rune.
It seems that the Bai family really exhausted all their efforts for Bai Weiwei to escape this disaster.
Bai Weiwei had almost digested her memory.
Her current identity was…… a sacrifice?
1: 阴历, The lunar calendar is one of the traditional Chinese calendars. Why the ghost called her that is explained next chapter. More info here:https://www.travelchinaguide.com/intro/focus/calendar.htm↩
2: 咔嚓, An onomatopoeia for the sound of something cracking or snapping.↩
3:TheWhiteBook: Bai Wen is Bai Weiwei’s uncle this plane, but due to a slight misunderstanding Phoodzz found out his name sake is: 白文 Bai Wen refers to the inscription on the seal as opposed to Zhuwen; carved or engraved characters on a seal.↩