Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

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According to map navigation, Huangshan Village is very remote, located in a corner of the capital. The roads there are very difficult to drive, and it's not worth the risk of damaging a supercar there.

He went to his garage and chose the motorcycle he hadn't ridden much.

Besides its cool appearance, this motorcycle can reach a top speed of nearly 700 kilometers per hour, making it practically a ground-hugging vehicle.

Of course, if you encounter a small obstacle while driving at full speed, you can experience what it feels like to fly.

Ling Yun straddled the motorcycle, wearing the typical black long coat of a domineering CEO, put on his helmet, and turned the handlebars.

With a roar, the motorcycle sped out of the open gate and disappeared from the sight of the women in the security room.

It was already late, and since Lingyun's route was relatively remote, there weren't many cars on the road, so the speed was consistently above 80 km/h.

Even so, it still took him more than an hour to drive into the mountains.

After a relatively steep mountain road, a small mountain village far from the city gradually came into view.

Before he even got close to the village entrance, he heard the sound of a suona horn.

Is this a wedding procession?

Ling Yun stopped the car, his expression somewhat strange.

Normally, the groom gets up early to fetch the bride, but in this ghost marriage, the roles are reversed.

Ling Yun put the car into his spatial storage and walked towards the entrance of Huangshan Village.

The wedding procession played the suona horns with all their might. Despite the cold weather, everyone was covered in sweat and kept glancing outside the village.

The leader was a middle-aged man with graying temples, and a Taoist priest in purple robes stood beside him.

"Fourth Master, will the groom really come?"

"Village Chief Wan, don't worry, he will definitely come."

The purple-robed Taoist appeared calm and collected, but little did people know that he was also uncertain inside, and his back was soaked with sweat.

A century ago, a famous Cantonese opera singer who had fled to the capital settled in Huangshan Village.

Unfortunately, she caught the eye of a nearby warlord.

The warlord sent men to act as matchmakers, but they were repeatedly rebuffed. Later, he led his men into Chu Renmei's home, intending to forcibly abduct her.

Chu Renmei refused, and finally used scissors to cut open her own neck, the spurting blood staining her favorite wooden comb red.

The warlord got nothing and was tainted with bad luck, so he was naturally furious.

He forbade anyone from collecting Chu Renmei's body, and anyone who disobeyed his order would be shot on sight!

Several village women, unable to bear seeing Chu Renmei lying in her home like that, wrapped her in a straw mat and prepared to bury her secretly.

As soon as they finished disposing of the bodies, they were discovered by the warlord's men.

Those women, all quite old, were repeatedly assaulted by several of the warlord's men. They were then taken back to the warlord's territory and never returned.

Chu Renmei's resentment finally reached its peak at this moment.

Then, the warlord and the villagers who aided and abetted his evil deeds died one after another, and even the Taoist priest who was invited was helpless and lost his life as well.

Later, a little girl from the village, not even ten years old, took Chu Renmei's most cherished pear wood comb and placed it in front of her grave.

After she put down the comb, Chu Renmei's resentment dissipated.

Some say the comb represents her obsession; when the obsession disappeared, she disappeared with it. Others say it's because she killed the culprit and had no more attachments, which is why she disappeared.

But no one expected that a hundred years later, Chu Renmei would reappear!

This time, her target is the descendants of the villagers who once helped the warlord oppress her.

The villagers were filled with anxiety, and the village chief, naturally, couldn't sit still. He immediately invited a Taoist priest in purple robes to help resolve the matter.

He originally wanted to invite the legendary Taoist Master Jia Zi, but the white-bearded old Taoist had already gone into seclusion. Fortunately, the village chief had previously contacted the purple-robed Taoist, so he was able to invite him over.

The purple-robed Taoist priest was just about to use his skills to confront Chu Renmei, but before he could even see her face, he was beaten so badly that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Unbeknownst to outsiders, Chu Renmei sent a telepathic message to him, informing him that he was about to get married and that he should prepare for the marriage or she would kill him and feed him to the dogs.

The purple-robed Taoist priest kowtowed repeatedly, then used the pretense of a ghost marriage to deceive the village chief, saying that as long as the marriage was arranged, Chu Renmei would let them go.

The village chief was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately mobilized the able-bodied men in the village, which led to the scene we see today.

"Taoist Master..." The village chief was about to say something when he saw a figure slowly walking towards him in the darkness.

"Is that the groom?"

"Yes, it must be him. This place is the middle of nowhere, how could a man dressed so formally suddenly walk over here!"

"Quickly, keep playing the music and dancing!"

The wedding procession immediately started playing music like crazy.

Ling Yun frowned as he arrived at the village entrance. Looking at the smiling village chief and the purple-robed Taoist priest, he asked softly, "Excuse me, is this Huangshan Village?"

"And you are, sir?"

"My name is Ling Yun, and I'm here to fulfill my marriage contract."

Chapter 221 Appraising the Female Ghost [Bonus Chapter for Recommended Votes]

"It's Mr. Ling! Please, please, please!"

The purple-robed Taoist priest was even more polite than the village chief, and seemed eager to carry Lingyun to Chu Renmei's house immediately.

"No need to be polite. Just tell me where it is, and I'll go there myself."

“Please look, sir!” The purple-robed Taoist pointed to the candlelight on the road. “Follow the lights to the end, and there lies… that person’s home.”

He dared not call Chu Renmei by her full name, for fear of offending the female ghost.

"it is good."

Ling Yun straightened his coat and walked along the path lit by candlelight.

As he passed the old locust tree at the village entrance, he caught a glimpse of the three people under the tree.

Jiang Chen, Situ Jing, and an "old man" who has passed the Blood Letter Test seven times.

Name: Situ Jing

【Age】：24

[Value]: 171, C+

[Favorability]: 88 (Admiration)

[Combat Power]: 6

[Special]: Telepathic Connection (Purple)

[Identity]: Female lead in "The Terrifying Apartment"

Intuitive perception: Innately sharp spiritual sense, able to "sense" abnormal auras and potential malice in the environment, and possess an almost intuitive understanding of ancient symbols, taboos, and legends.

The main characters had already arrived ahead of them. Judging from the situation, after a whole day and half a night, they had actually lost some members.

Situ Jing was stunned when he saw Ling Yun's figure clearly. He was about to speak when Jiang Chen stood in front of him.

Ling Yun didn't greet them and turned to leave.

After Ling Yun left, Jiang Chen, facing a somewhat angry Situ Jing, forced a smile and said, "Miss Situ..."

"Call me by my full name."

“Situ Jing,” Jiang Chen forced a smile, “He is that person’s ghost marriage partner, so it’s best if we don’t get involved with him.”

"why?"

“If it were me and Brother Hao, then it would be fine, but you're a woman, I'm afraid…”

Situ Jing turned her face away. She knew that Jiang Chen was right. Although she could not be called a beauty that could topple kingdoms, her appearance was still one in a million. If Chu Renmei suspected that she had an affair with Ling Yun, the consequences would be very serious.

She didn't know why Ling Yun was involved with Chu Renmei, especially in a deadly ghost marriage!

Is there any way to help him?

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile: "The word 'blood' wasn't mentioned, so I don't know either. But since he was chosen by that person, they probably won't be in a hurry to kill him. We still have two days; perhaps we can find a way to resolve this."

"It's almost midnight."

Situ Jing looked at his watch; there were less than ten minutes left until 11 p.m.

Tonight, apart from the wedding procession and the three people participating in the blood test, all the other villagers are hiding in their homes and dare not go out.

They closed the doors and windows, turned off the lights, and secretly watched Ling Yun through the cracks in the windows.

A selection from the Cantonese opera "The Meeting at the Pavilion" drifted in the wind, its mournful and plaintive melody sending chills down one's spine.

Many women sighed in their hearts, lamenting that such a handsome young man had walked down a path of no return, which was truly a pity.

The closer you get to Chu Renmei's residence, the lower the temperature becomes.

When we arrived at the door, the temperature had dropped to around minus twenty degrees Celsius.

"He is in my heart, and I am heartbroken."

The singing was coming from inside the house.

Ling Yun stopped and knocked on the door.

The singing inside the room stopped abruptly, and then with a loud bang, the door slammed open and crashed heavily against the wall with a dull thud.

Before Ling Yun could even step across the threshold, he was seized by an invisible force and dragged into the house.

After he disappeared, the door slammed shut behind him, completely sealing it...

Looking at the female ghost in front of him, Ling Yun simply couldn't associate her with the words "beautiful woman of Chu".

Gui Ling stood quietly by the bed, wearing a light blue gauze dress that fluttered even without wind. Her long, ink-black hair reached her ankles, and a few strands were lifted by the cold wind, brushing against her pale cheeks.

The sheer fabric clung tightly to her skin, outlining her voluptuous and graceful curves. Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating her and subtly revealing the rounded contours of her body and slender waist beneath the fabric. She slowly raised her hand, her long hair cascading down her back like seaweed.

"You came."

She sized up the young man before her, a faint smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with admiration yet concealing an indescribable sorrow.

Chu Renmei reached out and touched Ling Yun's cheek.

She never imagined that her ghost marriage partner would be such a handsome young man. Just one glance was enough to make her change her heavy long dress into a semi-transparent tulle dress and prepare herself to truly become husband and wife.

Noticing Ling Yun's gaze, her smile became even more charming.

"My lord, it's getting late, we should rest."

"Not following the proper procedures?"

“Those are all feudal dregs and should have been discarded long ago.”

Ling Yun could hear the extreme longing in her tone. A female ghost who had harbored resentment for hundreds of years would probably require him to train her properly to quell her resentment.

The room was plunged into complete darkness, with even the moonlight blocked out.

A soft, cool body fell into his arms, and Ling Yun instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist.

"My dear~"

That cry of "My lord" was so plaintive, and coupled with that impressive figure, Xiao Lingyun instantly raised his flag in salute!

Feeling the power of his weapon, Chu Renmei's heart was filled with ripples.

She clumsily chased after Lingyun, but never quite got the hang of it.

Ling Yun lowered his head and kissed her full lips.

How could you be so skilled, young master?

A murderous intent suddenly arose in Chu Renmei's heart.

This killing intent was certainly not directed at Ling Yun. She cherished him so much that she was afraid he would melt away, so how could she bear to hurt him?

But she won't let any of the women who "share" Lingyun go!

Ling Yun embraced her curvaceous body, unable to contain his desire any longer, and carried her to the bed.

The light gauze dress didn't even require him to move; it automatically spread out, revealing a pale gold three-piece bikini.

When Ling Yun saw what she was wearing underneath, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.