The Peril of the Red Thread! Matchmaker: Brother, I've been waiting for you for a l

Chapter 258 The Peril of the Red Thread! Matchmaker: Brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time!

"Wow—"

Sun Yourong suddenly threw off the blanket, and the desk lamp turned on with a "snap," the dazzling halo exploding in the darkness.

She stared intently at her wrist.

A faint, almost invisible, blackish-red line could be seen moving across the skin like a living thing, and it was faintly burning.

"impossible……"

Her lips trembled, and her entire face turned deathly pale.

"boom--!"

Without the slightest hesitation, she flashed open the window, her magical power surging, and flew towards the north of the city with all her might.

Almost at the same time, in the next room.

Sun Qingcang, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and saw a streak of light flash past the window.

"Rongrong?!"

He stood up instantly.

"What's wrong?" His wife, Madam Song, was startled awake and asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"I'm going out for a bit, you go to sleep first!"

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Qingcang had already transformed into a streak of light and rushed out of the window.

The sudden commotion immediately woke up the Sun family villa, and the lights came on one after another.

"What happened?" Sun Dechang rushed over, wearing a coat.

"I don't know, Rongrong isn't in her room either!" Madam Song's face turned pale, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart. "Dad, it seems... something has happened!"

……

The night sky over the south of the city.

Sun Yourong gritted her teeth and urged all her magical power to fly swiftly towards the north of the city.

However, what gave her the creeps was...

The name "Zhao Wanliang" lingered in her mind like a leech, constantly churning and echoing.

"How could this be... how could this happen?" Her voice trembled.

Just then, Sun Qingcang called out urgently from behind, "Rongrong! What happened?"

Feeling her magical energy rapidly draining away, Sun Yourong turned around and cried out urgently, "Dad! Quickly take me to Lu Chen's place! Hurry!"

Although Sun Qingcang didn't understand why, he didn't hesitate to point his fingers and send out a sword light that landed steadily at Sun Yourong's feet.

"go!"

The father and daughter wielded their swords, tearing through the night, and sped off towards Cloud Peak Manor.

……

On the other side, at the Zhao family villa.

Zhao Wanliang, who was so badly injured that he was bound tightly with bandages, was in a state of shock and confusion.

I also became increasingly aware of the inexplicable connection that had appeared in my mind.

He suddenly realized.

"I did it! I did it!!!!!!!!! Hahahaha—!"

The almost grotesque laughter burst from his mouth, echoing in the empty room, so frenzied it was chilling.

……

At Yunding Mountain Villa, Lu Chen was fast asleep.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

The urgent knocking woke him from his dream.

"Who is it? Who is knocking at the door?"

"Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen!" Sun Qingcang shouted anxiously from downstairs.

"Uncle Sun?!" Lu Chen's heart sank. He rolled out of bed and appeared in the first-floor entrance hall in the next second.

He quickly turned on the lights and opened the door.

Outside the door, the Sun father and daughter stood, both dressed in pajamas and pale-faced.

Sun Yourong's eyes were filled with panic.

"Uncle Sun, Sister Sun? What's going on here...?"

Sun Yourong rolled up her sleeves, her body trembling, her voice tight: "Lu Chen, I...I've been tied to someone by fate."

- Om!

Lu Chen felt a deafening roar in his mind, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Come in quickly!"

The three quickly entered the house and went to the hall.

The lights in the living room were inexplicably pale.

"When did you find out?"

“Just now… I hadn’t been asleep for long when I suddenly felt something in my mind, and then… this line appeared.” Sun Yourong’s body trembled uncontrollably, and she even spoke incoherently.

"Zhao Wanliang?"

Sun Yourong nodded with difficulty.

Lu Chen swallowed hard, unable to believe it: "Impossible! I clearly asked Jun Caishen to speak with the Old Man of the Moon, how could this be..."

Sun Qingcang asked urgently, "Rongrong, how exactly are you feeling right now? Tell Dad in detail."

Sun Yourong tried to calm herself down: "Zhao Wanliang's image keeps popping into my head, but..."

"But what?" Lu Chen and Sun Qingcang asked in unison.

"But just thinking about him makes me want to vomit."

She had barely finished speaking when she began to gag uncontrollably.

Lu Chen and Sun Qingcang exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.

Logically speaking, the matchmaker is supposed to bring together couples.

How could it trigger such a strong rejection reaction?

Although it was strange, seeing his daughter's reaction actually put Sun Qingcang at ease.

Lu Chen stepped forward, grasped Sun Yourong's wrist, and examined it closely.

What I saw was a faint black line... no, to be precise, a thin thread that was so red it was almost black.

"Will there be any traces left after the matchmaking?"

Sun Qingcang shook his head: "Never heard of it. A normal marriage line should be invisible and intangible, only appearing in astrology."

"Yes!" Sun Yourong nodded vigorously, enduring her discomfort as she said, "Lu Chen, do you remember what I told you about that old man who worshipped the God of Marriage and forced a girl to marry him?"

Lu Chen nodded: "Of course I remember."

"I spoke with that girl privately back then... her situation was almost exactly the same as mine now. It seems like this kind of 'marriage'—achieving a 33% divine blessing through offerings—always follows this pattern."

Sun Yourong's teeth were chattering: "The only thing I can't be sure about is whether the thread on her hand back then turned black like mine. Her thread had already disappeared by then."

"And then what happened? Did the girl just accept her fate?" Sun Qingcang couldn't help but ask.

“Of course not!” Sun Yourong shook her head, a hint of despair in her eyes: “But once the red thread is tied, no matter how she resists, or even tries to kill herself, she can’t escape it in the end… She told me that this is ‘destiny’.”

"Bullshit about destiny!"

Sun Qingcang slammed his fist on the coffee table: "This isn't matchmaking! It's forcing a good woman into prostitution! Rongrong, don't be afraid, Dad will go and kill that beast Zhao Wanliang right now! Once the person on the other end of the line is dead, let's see how this damned line will be tied!"

"Uncle Sun, wait!" Lu Chen hurriedly stopped him.

"Xiao Chen, don't get involved in this. From now on, this is a feud between the Sun family and the Zhao family!"

Lu Chen shook his head: "Uncle Sun, let me find out the truth first. If it really is Old Man Yue Lao who's senile, I'll go with you!"

He looked at Sun Yourong, whose face was deathly pale, and said, word by word, "Sister Sun, this is the first time you've solemnly asked me for a favor, and I haven't handled it well. Don't worry, if I can't resolve this—"

He paused, his eyes turning cold.

"Then I'll go and deal with the people." With that, he turned and strode to the statue of the God of Wealth, picked up a stick of incense, and was about to light it to ask questions.

However, something strange happened.

He had just inserted the lit incense stick into the incense burner of the God of Wealth.

"puff."

The incense has gone out.

Lu Chen was taken aback, then lit it again.

Insert it again.

It was destroyed again.

Three times in a row, whenever the incense came near the statue of the God of Wealth, it was instantly extinguished as if by an invisible hand.

"Damn it... the punitive decree has probably already taken effect, and communication has been cut off." Lu Chen's heart sank.

"Xiao Chen, what's going on?" Sun Qingcang also noticed something was wrong.

Why can't I light the incense?
I've never seen it before.

"Don't worry, Uncle Sun, there's still a way."

Lu Chen took a deep breath, lit another incense stick, and steadily inserted it into the incense burner in front of the jinx.

This time, the incense was lit successfully, and wisps of smoke rose from it.

"My Lord, is there an urgent matter that requires my summons?" The voice of the Broom Star entered Lu Chen's ears.

Lu Chen immediately responded telepathically: "Go to the Temple of the God of Wealth immediately to find my sworn brother! Tell him that my friend's marriage has not only not been cancelled, but has actually taken effect. At this moment, there is a thin black and red line on her wrist, and her condition is critical! Please ask my brother to find out the reason and return immediately. I await your news!"

Sensing the urgency in Lu Chen's tone, Broom Star knew something serious had happened and dared not delay in the slightest.

"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty, I will be right there!"

The faint light on the statue quietly faded away.

Lu Chen turned around and faced the anxious Sun family father and daughter, feeling a pang of guilt: "Uncle Sun, Sister Sun, I have already asked the spirits to inquire, please calm down."

Sun Qingcang then noticed the statue, his expression strange: "Xiao Chen, if Uncle Sun isn't mistaken... isn't that a jinx? Why are you worshipping him?"

Lu Chen smiled wryly: "It's a long story, Uncle Sun. I'll explain when I have the chance. Let's deal with the immediate issue first."

Sun Qingcang nodded and sighed heavily: "Alas, then I will have to trouble you, God of Wealth, to help me again."

Lu Chen remained silent, his brows furrowed the entire time.

It was indeed his oversight in this matter.

Since Rongcheng, he has been preoccupied with many matters and has never had the chance to confirm the outcome of the matter with Jun Caishen again.

Unexpectedly, this sudden change occurred.

Inside the villa, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Only the wall clock ticked away, each second feeling like a blow to the heart.

……

Outside the Heavenly Court, at the Temple of the God of Wealth.

A grayish rainbow streaked towards them, then came to an abrupt halt in front of the palace gate.

"stop!"

Two imposing divine generals, clad in golden armor and wielding divine halberds, stood with their weapons crossed, blocking the entrance to the palace.

Upon seeing that the newcomer was a jinx, the two divine generals' lips twitched simultaneously, and their eyes flashed with undisguised disdain.

"Eh? You are the divine generals of the Arctic Exorcism Bureau?"

When the jinx recognized the two divine generals and immortals, his heart tightened.

I didn't expect the Arctic Exorcism Institute to act so quickly.

Troops have already been dispatched to guard it?
"By order of the Upper Court, the Temple of the God of Wealth is now under guard! Please return!"

The god spoke in a cold tone, clearly not taking this marginal god seriously.

In the past, the jinx might have just swallowed his anger.

But now his status was different, and he was burdened with an urgent mission. He immediately raised the broom in his hand and angrily pointed it at the two gods: "Insolence! I am a righteous god appointed by the Heavenly Court. How dare you, mere divine generals, block my way?!"

"The decree from the Upper House is here; do you dare disobey it?!"

The divine general did not yield an inch, slightly raising the tip of his halberd.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a majestic divine voice resounded from within the hall:
"Two divine generals, the Exorcism Bureau has only temporarily prohibited me from contacting my sworn brother. When did you give you the authority to imprison me and obstruct my fellow immortals? Are you trying to force me to report to the Heavenly Court and accuse the Exorcism Bureau of overstepping its authority?"

Upon hearing this, the two divine generals exchanged a glance, their imposing aura immediately diminishing by three points. They had no choice but to sheathe their divine halberds and step aside, saying, "Lord Jun Cai, you flatter us. We dare not. Please—"

The jinx snorted coldly, too lazy to waste words, and slipped into the hall.

"Lord Juncai!"

"Fellow Daoist, you seem to be in a hurry. What brings you here?"

Jun Caishen naturally knew that the Broom Star was already Lu Chen's guardian deity, though he didn't understand why Lu Chen had chosen him.

However, thanks to the help of the Broom Star in the matter of the Seven Treasures Pagoda, He was more polite to Him.

"My lord, something terrible has happened!"

The jinx didn't dare delay and hurriedly repeated Lu Chen's words...

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, the God of Wealth's eyes narrowed sharply, and he abruptly rose from the cloud platform: "That marriage... has been arranged?!"

"Absolutely true! My lord, the Supreme Ruler is currently waiting anxiously in the mortal realm. I implore you to investigate immediately and find out the reason for this."

"I'll go right away!"

Without saying a word, the God of Wealth transformed into a golden rainbow and was about to leap out of the main hall.

"Lord Juncai, stay!"

The two divine generals blocked his path again: "Where does Lord Juncai intend to go?"

The God of Wealth was furious, and his divine power erupted, causing the sea of ​​clouds in front of the palace to churn: "How dare you! Who says I can't walk in the Heavenly Court? In that case, you North Pole Exorcism Institute may just take over all the affairs of the Incense Bureau! From now on, you heavenly soldiers and generals will no longer need to come to me for their salaries and expenses!"

Upon hearing this, the two generals' expressions changed. They quickly sheathed their weapons and put on smiling faces: "My lord, please calm down! My lord, please calm down! We are only acting under orders and have no choice in the matter. Here's what we'll do: you may go wherever you wish, my lord. We only ask that you and my lord follow us at a distance so that we can report back to the upper court. We beg your understanding!"

"Fine, let's go!" Jun Caishen snorted coldly, not bothering to argue with them.

Four rainbow beams shot into the sky, heading straight for the location of the Red Phoenix Star Palace.

Fortunately, the Marriage Palace was nearby, and in no time, the outline of the Star Palace came into view.

However, just as they were about to arrive.

The gates of the Red Phoenix Mansion suddenly burst open.

A figure dressed in a plain robe emerged from the clouds with a smile.

—It was the Old Man Under the Moon.

He cupped his hands and smiled, "Brother Juncai, I've been waiting for you."

Both the God of Wealth and the Broom Star were taken aback by what they heard, clearly caught off guard.

"Are you waiting for me, buddy?"

The Matchmaker nodded and gestured for you to come in: "Brother Juncai, why don't you come inside for a chat?"

The God of Wealth and the Broom Star exchanged a glance.

"Alright! Please, brother—!!!"

　Sigh, it exploded just as I expected.

　　First: Brothers, after reading this for so long, you should know that I do write books to some extent. Do you think I wouldn't know the risks involved in this kind of plot? When designing the Matchmaker chapter, I repeatedly considered whether to use this point as the starting point. In the end, I realized that only by using this point as the starting point could the story be presented in the fastest and best way. So I had no choice but to write it this way.

　　Second: Regarding the Matchmaker, I don't know if you guys read it quickly or skipped chapters, but some information was explained so clearly beforehand, so maybe you didn't notice. Why would I write about conflicts so nonsensically? Of course there's a reason.

　　Third: If the final quality of "The Matchmaker Chapter" is as high as that of "The Heavenly King Chapter," then I can guarantee that "The Matchmaker Chapter" will be the best chapter to date. Of course, the premise is that my writing skills can support me and I can write what I want.

　　Finally: Let me say this again: if the previous chapters have given you some trust in me, then please continue reading with peace of mind. What you see as a series of seemingly disparate clues will play a crucial role in the "Matchmaker Chapter".

　　In addition, the second update will probably be during the day.

　　I'm not feeling well tonight, so I'll just organize my thoughts and go to sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)