Chapter thirty-four - Mo Dao Zu Shi Crossover

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I was bathing in the forest, I was getting back from a quest that his father had assigned me but I was in desperate need of a bath. I was in the middle of washing my long hair that had grown to about my waist when a bright blue light emerged underneath my feet. It was almost as though the stones underneath had grown some sort of light. I, being the curious demigod I am, went to see what it was. 

Before I could react I was sucked underwater.  I was held there until I couldn't breathe before I was released. Coughing, I emerged somewhere else. It seemed to be somewhere with a giant spring. The water ice-cold, but I was used to those circumstances. So the water wasn't a big deal, the big deal was the scenery. I looked around to see myself surrounded by bright green grass, well-grown trees, a fresh spring. It was as though I was in a tropical forest, nothing like the ones in America that were burning down at the movement. It seems as though these trees have only seen fire once.

"Master Wei!" Someone yelled out, I looked around frantically. When I saw myself in the water my appearance had changed. My hair was up, tied off with a long red ribbon. I was wearing red and black robes, something I never would have thought of wearing. Thankfully my face was still the same, I looked down and sighed in relief. Everything was where it was supposed to be. 

"Master Wei where are you? Second Master Lan will be here soon." Someone called out, I looked around. I saw some guy with silky black hair and some dark ruggety robes on. He looked... dead. "Oh there you are," he said when he found me, "Y-young master. Your, uh, husband will be here soon."

I looked up, Wills here? No, they think I'm this Master Wei. "ah, thank you... who are you again?"

"M-master?"

"You're dead. How are you alive?"

"Y-you br-rought me back. Remember... thirteen years ago?"

"Ah no. Who are you?"

"Wen Ning... young master are you alright?"

"Tell me where am I? What year is it? This doesn't look like Long Island..." I felt my hands to try and find my ring. I sighed in relief when it was still here. Twisting it, it elongated into my trusty sword. I pointed it at this Wen Ning guy. "Tell me before I send you to the depths of hell."

"Wei Ying!" someone yelled, I looked around to see some guy looking like he was dressed for a wedding. He was wearing all white, a ribbon around his forehead and a sword hanging around his waist.

"Ah who are you?"

"Master... this is your husband."

"No. I'm not married, who are you?" I gritted my teeth.

The man seemed to be quite upset, though his face didn't show it. I've mastered these expressions quite well. "Stop playing pranks."

I figured if this guy was stoic then his husband must be outgoing, like Will and I. I decided to go along with it for as long as I could. "Ah haha you're right. I'm sorry dear, can you help me out of here?" 

He hummed in agreement, I guess everything was fine then. "Humor me for a minute."

"Hmn,"

"Where are we again?"

"The spring in Gusu."

"Ahh right, right, and uh the undead corpse?"

"Yours."

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