A red thread binds the two together, their names are written on it and hung on a branch. If they get married in the village, their souls will intertwine, and they may even meet again at the Bridge of Helplessness.
It sounds like a perfect match for Li Mo's eerie and thrilling romance.
One day, even in death, they can hold hands, freed from each other's bodies, yet their souls remain intertwined. It's hard for the little monster not to be moved by this.
Even if Yin Xiu refused today, he would probably stay under the tree and refuse to leave, insisting on binding himself to her.
"Alright, whatever you say." Yin Xiu replied indifferently, neither believing in nor caring about the strange settings in the dungeon. In fact, from the perspective of the rules, it would be better not to bind, because there was a possibility of pulling the bound person into danger as well.
But since Li Mo was staring at him so expectantly and happily, he went along with her request.
"I told you, this is a good thing for you two, isn't it?" Ye Tianxuan watched the fun from the sidelines, not forgetting to tease Yin Xiu.
Yin Xiu remained silent, suspecting that this person was well aware of the background of this instance and had deliberately followed along to watch the show.
"You two are going to be paired up?" The old man's gaze swept between Yin Xiu and Li Mo, he frowned and hissed, then scratched his head.
These two... they look like two men, don't they?
Or is it that appearances can be deceiving, and one of them is a woman?
He glanced at the gloomy Yin Xiu, then shook his head firmly. This was definitely not it.
Then, looking at the even more terrifying and bizarre Li Mo, he shook his head rapidly, thinking, "This...this definitely isn't it either."
As an elderly person in a feudal village, he seemed to fall into deep thought for a moment, feeling attacked by the new trends from the outside world, and his mind was a little slow to process it.
While he was pondering and refusing to accept reality, Li Mo had already swiftly climbed the tree, untied a large bunch of red thread, and rushed to Yin Xiu's side.
"What do you need so many red threads for?" Yin Xiu raised an eyebrow, looking at Li Mo with puzzlement as he grabbed his hand, carefully tied a red thread to his little finger, and then tied the other end to his own little finger.
The two ends of the red line were connected, and the names of Li Mo and Yin Xiu floated out in the middle of the line before disappearing into the air, seemingly hidden.
But then, Li Mo took out another red thread and tied it to Yin Xiu's little finger again.
He said seriously, "I don't know which one is my little finger. I have too many tentacles. What if this humanoid little finger doesn't count?"
He muttered to himself as he solemnly tied a knot on Yin Xiu's little finger.
He was worried that his human form wasn't enough. If he wanted to bind his soul, perhaps his original little finger would be the only option. But as a monster, he didn't have a little finger. Every tentacle could be considered a hand, but he had no idea which one was the little finger.
So Yin Xiu watched as one tendril after another was tied to his little finger: little tentacle ball number 1, little tentacle ball number 2, little tentacle ball number 3...
Thick red threads wrapped around Yin Xiu's hands, making him look heavy and cumbersome. He alone dragged countless red threads out, like a scumbag entangled in countless marriages. But in reality, the other end of these dense red threads was tied to a huge monster with many tentacles.
Are these layers upon layers of threads binding him so tightly that he can never break free?
In fact, it was the opposite; the monster willingly bound every one of its tentacles to Yin Xiu's hand.
While Li Mo was talking about the real thread, Zhong Mu looked around furtively and secretly took a piece of red thread and put it in his pocket.
Ye Tianxuan, who was standing to the side, watched all this with a smile but said nothing. Zuo Meng remained silent, and was even starting to get used to it.
Watching Yin Xiu and Li Mo tie their red thread, Ya Ya puffed up her cheeks in anger. She turned around and grabbed a red thread, tying it to the little rabbit doll and her own hand, muttering, "From now on, you're my wife!"
Then he buried his face in the rabbit doll and kissed it.
The villagers stood helplessly by, watching the group's strange behavior. They glanced at the marriage tree, which had been stripped bare, and grew anxious.
What kind of people need so many red threads to tie a marriage together?! Their fate is so strong that even if they are reincarnated in the next life, they will definitely meet by chance and fall in love at first sight. Even the God of Love can't untie it.
Are young people these days playing such flashy games?
Zuo Meng glanced at the people in front of her, then at Ye Tianxuan, who was the only one who hadn't crossed the line, and shyly took two steps closer to Ye Tianxuan.
Even if you can team up with Boss Ye, this dungeon will become super safe, right? In the village, the red thread represents marriage, but from the player's perspective, it means teaming up.
But as soon as he got closer, he heard Ye Tianxuan mutter, "I wonder if I can find a dog in this village. Maybe I can bind it to someone and take it back to raise."
Zuo Meng turned her head sadly. She saw that Boss Ye would rather be tied to a dog than consider her, and she burst into tears.
The villagers who passed by that day all witnessed an absurd scene: a player with a dark and eerie figure was almost tearing the red thread off the marriage tree in order to form a deep bond with another player. The surrounding villagers rushed to stop him and barely managed to stop him from tearing down the marriage tree.
Finally, the man stared at them unhappily, clearly annoyed, "But I still have many tentacles that I haven't bound to yet."
Another male player, whose hand he was constantly tying with red threads, casually hooked his arm around his and reassured him, "It's okay, we'll come again next time."
The elderly people in Yincun Village almost fainted as their vision went black.
"Well... the red threads are almost tied... Shouldn't you all come with me to the house of the family getting married tonight? It's getting dark, and we don't have much time left." The old man leading the way wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a dry laugh.
The eerie atmosphere that it initially created for the player has completely vanished; all they're thinking about is taking people away now, and renaming the village "Bald Village" in the future.
He can't exactly point to a bare tree and tell later players, "This is their marriage tree, and the red thread on it can bind couples together," can he?
"It's time to go." Ye Tianxuan, who was sitting under the tree suppressing a laugh, coughed lightly and then looked up with a serious face. "There's still a show to watch later, so don't keep me from going back to sleep."
Yin Xiu lowered his head and touched his little finger without saying a word. The heavy red threads had disappeared after they were tied, and he couldn't feel anything now. Although he didn't know if they were useful or real, Li Mo looked very happy and satisfied, so that was about it.
"Let's go." He looked up and replied, almost forgetting that their role in this instance was to work as emcees for the marriage village.
As they walked along, the whole village was on high alert.
After binding the red thread, Li Mo contentedly hooked her arm around Yin Xiu's and left with him.
Walking behind, Zhong Mu clearly saw Li Mo silently fling out a ball of black stuff. The little tentacle ball landed and hurriedly ran out, quickly disappearing into the darkness of the village.
Zhong Mu pondered, recalling the entire structure of the village in his mind.
The little tentacle ball had just run off towards... the village warehouse, an area where the village was bustling with activity, with drums and gongs and lanterns everywhere.
I wonder what they've been busy with.