Xie Bingxia walked up to the altar and disdainfully lifted the "virgin"'s nightgown. The man had well - defined pectorals, and his eight - pack abs were hidden beneath the clothes deeper down. Unexpectedly, he had a pretty good figure. She then reached out to remove the mask, but Satan quickly stopped her. "No! No! The appearance of the chosen one must not be easily revealed."
"What if he's an ugly guy?" She leaned closer, her nose twitching as if she smelled something. To confirm, she deliberately got even closer to sniff, and from this angle, it looked as if she was about to kiss him.
Satan signaled the others with his eyes, and they immediately urged in unison, "Holy Maiden, please proceed with the ceremony quickly."
"Holy my ass!" Xie Bingxia jumped up and punched Satan on the head. "Do you think I'm a three - year - old kid?"
After sniffing for a while, she finally confirmed the smell - it was the new men's perfume that Gu Bei had bought!
Going to all this trouble just to play tricks on me? It can't be. Xie Bingxia got angry and pointed at the "virgin". "Tell me, did this guy instigate you to deceive me?"
Prometheus shook his head from side to side. "No, no." Then he felt he had said the wrong thing and tried to make amends. "We didn't deceive you. The ceremony is real..."
His voice trailed off weakly, and Xie Bingxia noticed it all.
"Tell me!" Xie Bingxia grabbed Satan's robe, but unexpectedly, Satan's eyes turned fierce. He grabbed her wrist instead. Then several of his companions came up. Some grabbed her hands, some grabbed her feet, and they literally carried Xie Bingxia like they were carrying a sedan chair.
"Put her on it. Hurry up! The ratings of tonight's live - broadcast depend on her!"
Xie Bingxia was first pressed onto the sacrificial altar. Several people exerted force together, making it impossible for her to move. Then she saw someone untie the cotton cloth binding the "virgin", pat his shoulder and say, "Get ready. Let's start!"
Satan sneered. "Sorry, miss. We're going to carry out the ceremony to the end."
Xie Bingxia was sure that it was Gu Bei who was behind all this. She deliberately acted coquettishly, twirling the end of her hair. "Live - broadcast? Sure, I like it." Then she kicked the motionless man lying in front of her. "Get up and do your job."
He remained motionless.
What's going on? Didn't they want to play tricks on me? Xie Bingxia raised her voice. "The audience is waiting. Hurry up!"
"Hey, what's wrong with Brother Sammael?" someone whispered. Satan sensed something was wrong. He touched the man's hand hanging off the altar and screamed in horror. "He's cold! Is he... dead?!"
Xie Bingxia didn't believe it. She reached out and removed the man's mask. Gu Bei's pale and lifeless face appeared in front of her. His eyes were tightly closed, and there was a trail of saliva at the corner of his mouth.
"Ahhhhh!" A group of people let out screams and rushed towards the door without a care.
"Someone's dead!"
"He... he's not Sammael!" Prometheus broke out in a cold sweat. "Who is he?!"
Xie Bingxia felt Gu Bei's artery and said tremblingly, "He's... really dead... You've killed someone!"
Prometheus immediately went limp and plopped down on the ground, babbling incoherently. "No... it's not us... we didn't do anything to him..."
Satan got angry. "Who the hell is this? How did he get in here?"
"Call the police!" Xie Bingxia made a prompt decision. Satan snatched her phone and threatened, "No one move."
The remaining group members were all timid people. Seeing that things had gotten out of hand, they didn't listen to him at all and rushed towards the door of the room one after another. Satan saw that he couldn't control the situation and panicked.
"Wowah -" Another shrill scream rang out. Prometheus scooted backwards on the floor, pointing at the altar. "He's... coming back to life!"
The man on the altar was slowly sitting up and opening his eyes.
"Are you a human or a ghost?!" Satan was shaking like a leaf, and his expression gradually distorted.
Gu Bei chuckled, wiped the stain from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Of course I'm a - ghost!"
Satan rolled his eyes and fell straight to the floor like a stone slab.
A quarter of an hour later, the police arrived at the scene and took all the people who had gathered to deceive and conduct superstitious live - broadcasts on the Internet back to the police station. At the same time, they found the member nicknamed Sammael under the bed in the room. Since he had been knocked out, he knew nothing about what had happened at the scene, but he confessed how he and the others had conspired to deceive Xie Bingxia into the so - called ceremony and then live - broadcast it to foreign websites to earn dirty money. With his help, the police found the VR equipment and hidden cameras used to create the spectacle of the blood moon in the room and seized a lot of high - tech tools.
By the time Gu Bei had sorted things out with the police, it was already dawn the next day. The tired couple returned home. After washing off the night dew, Gu Bei hugged her and snuggled with her in bed.
Xie Bingxia was still savoring last night's drama and thought the ending wasn't exciting enough. She blamed Gu Bei. "You should have pretended to be dead for a while longer so that I could bully these bastards properly."
Gu Bei was好气 and pinched her face. "You still dare to say? The moment I take my eyes off you, you cause a big stir. You really don't let me worry less."
The cut mark on her finger was clearly visible. Xie Bingxia remembered that Gu Bei had suffered the same thing. She held his injured hand and kissed the wound. "Sorry. I guessed halfway that they were up to no good. I just wanted to see how far things would go."
"It seems I can't let you be too idle. Well, you come to my company for an internship next week."
"No!" Xie Bingxia refused without hesitation. "I still haven't figured out what the blood moon is all about."
Gu Bei stroked her cheek. "Do you care so much about the blood moon?"
"Of course I do." Xie Bingxia's pretty face was full of confusion. "Why did God make me like this? I want an answer."
Gu Bei spread his arms and pulled Xie Bingxia into his embrace. "I don't care."
"I've said that no matter who you are and what your name is, I only recognize the person in front of me. I'll never mistake who my favorite is."
"Where does your blind confidence come from?"
He confidently lifted the corner of his mouth. "It's inborn. You can't learn it."
"Then call my name." Xie Bingxia stared into Gu Bei's eyes, looking very serious. "Your confidence shouldn't allow you to call the wrong name."
"Uh..." This question really stumped Gu Bei. Women often cared about strange things. It was the same person no matter how you called her!
He really wanted to skip this question on the spot.
"Call!" Xie Bingxia got closer little by little.
Gu Bei had a sudden inspiration and shouted, "My dear wife."
"Huh?"
He pulled the quilt over them. "My dear wife, when shall we go and get the marriage certificate?"
"I've just turned eighteen!"
"No, you're twenty - eight."
"My ID says eighteen! The legal age for marriage is twenty!"
"Two more years? That's too long. I can't wait. I'll find someone to change it for you."
"... I'll report you."
Perhaps it didn't really matter whether the moon was blood - red or not. Xie Bingxia believed that even if the blood moon came again, this man would protect her well.