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The pain from the Vermilion Birthmark nearly made me faint. I tucked the Xuanming Manual into my bosom, pressed against the wall, gasping for breath. Liao Yanzhi's words echoed in my mind; he said this manual could save us... but could I really trust him?
Footsteps grew closer, and I hurriedly climbed onto the bed, pretending to be asleep. The door creaked open, and the butler's cold voice came through, "Miss, tomorrow is the engagement ceremony; you should try on this wedding dress."
Wedding dress? I opened my eyes wide and saw the butler holding a blood-red bridal gown. The fabric was embroidered with twisted runes that seemed to writhe as if alive in the candlelight.
"What... what is this?" I forced down my fear and asked.
"A wedding dress made from weasel skin, with a reverse bagua soul-binding talisman," the butler replied with a sinister smile. "Once you wear it, your soul will be eternally bound to the Liao Family, unable to reincarnate."
I clutched the edge of the blanket tightly, my heart pounding like a drum. Just then, the Xuanming Manual in my bosom began to heat up, and a bold idea flashed through my mind.
"Alright, I'll try it on," I said, feigning calmness. "But could you let the maids leave? I wish to change alone."
The butler scrutinized me for a moment before finally nodding and stepping out. I quickly opened the manual and, by the dim moonlight, skimmed through its pages. Suddenly, a yellowed page caught my attention.
"The Yin Qi Technique... gather Yin energy for oneself..." I whispered the words aloud, and the Vermilion Birthmark suddenly throbbed violently as if responding.
Following the instructions in the manual, I sat cross-legged and began to circulate my energy. As my thoughts flowed, a chilling aura was indeed drawn into my body. The sharp pain from the Vermilion Birthmark lessened, replaced by a strange feeling of fullness.
"So that's how it is..." I pondered. This Vermilion Birthmark was not just a mark of curse; it was also a medium for drawing Yin energy.
Just as I prepared to continue my practice, the temperature in the room plummeted. The candlelight flickered violently, and outside came intermittent wailing sounds. I stood up cautiously and saw several women in red bridal gowns slowly drifting out from the walls.
"Sister..." One ghostly figure that looked only fifteen or sixteen floated before me, her voice chillingly sorrowful. "Help us..."
"Who are you...?" I struggled to suppress my fear.
"We are all... previous generations of 'Reverse Life Stake'," an older ghostly figure explained. "Ten years ago, the clan leader said that if I married his son, our family would be safe. Little did we know..."
"I was five years ago," another ghost sobbed. "They tampered with my wedding dress; as soon as I put it on... my soul left my body..."
I noticed that they all bore a dark red mark on their foreheads that matched my Vermilion Birthmark perfectly. Looking at their tragic fates filled me with both sympathy and anger.
At that moment, a clear ringing sound came from outside—a sound particularly sharp in the still night. Following the sound, I saw Liao Yanzhi standing by an old well, waving at me.
After hesitating for a moment, I climbed out through the window. The night was deep and dark; the moonlight was dim, and Liao Yanzhi's figure by the well appeared faint and ghostly, as if it might vanish at any moment.
"You really came," he turned around, a glimmer of relief in his eyes. "It seems you've discovered the secret of the Xuanming Manual."
"Is all of this... true?" I pulled out the manual. "Can the Yin Qi Technique really save us?"
"Not just that." His voice suddenly turned serious. "Do you know why the Liao Family uses 'Reverse Life Stake' to extend their lives?"
I shook my head just as an icy chill ran down my spine. Turning abruptly, I found several figures dressed in funeral garments floating in mid-air with twisted and grotesque faces.
"They... all are..." My voice trembled.
"That's right, they were all once part of the 'Reverse Life Stake,'" Liao Yanzhi sighed. "Their souls are imprisoned here by the Liao Family, serving as nourishment for dark sorcery. And soon, I will become one of them."
"No, there must be a way!" I clutched the notebook tightly. "As long as we..."
Before I could finish, a chilling wind suddenly swept through. The wandering souls let out piercing screams, clawing and lunging toward us. Liao Yanzhi pulled me behind him. "Run! The clan leader... has discovered us!"
"But..." I wanted to say more, but I saw his figure beginning to fade.
"Remember, tomorrow night at midnight, wait for me in the ancestral hall." His voice grew more ethereal. "I will tell you... the whole truth..."
I watched helplessly as he vanished into the night, my heart filled with both fear and confusion. This night was destined to be... sleepless...
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