"The auspicious time has come. My brother will send my sister to get married!"

The boy gasped and tried hard to suck the cold air in, but he could not extinguish the quietly ignited anger in his chest. He felt a strong sense of unwillingness and fear in his helpless eyes, and finally slowly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and cried in a hoarse voice.

As his brother's voice fell, the woman in the wedding dress covered her face with a red scarf turned around, leaned over and knelt down in the direction of the bamboo door.

The burly figure at the bamboo door sideways away from the direction of the woman kneeling. Behind him, two wide bamboo chairs were placed side by side, and two skinny figures were vaguely seen sitting on the bamboo chairs.

"The girl with fallen flowers, she will cry, and she will kneel down to thank her parents for your kindness!"

The burly figure shouted loudly, it turned out to be the Miao tribe leader. The white-bearded old man's voice was less masturbation and majesty, and more lonely and lonely.

The woman in red dress slowly touched the ground, and the silver jewelry on her head collided with the stone slab ground with a green light, making a messy sound.

"The girl with fallen flowers, she is crying, knelt down and thanked the clan veins!"

The woman in red dress bowed to the old man with white beard again. The old man's body trembled, and finally endured the knock, but his chest was even more violent.

After knocking twice, the woman stood up, moved her lotus steps lightly, and walked towards the sedan chair with the curtains lifted.

A wind that penetrated the bone marrow suddenly appeared on the open space at the entrance of the bamboo house. Several yellow leaves on the bluestone ground rose with the wind and lingered over the sedan chair. Everyone present looked up one after another. As soon as their eyes touched the circling leaves on the top of the sedan chair, their expressions changed, their eyes showed confusion, and they stared at the flying leaves dullly.

In the shadow not far away, a nearly inaudible sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, louder and louder. It was particularly clear in the deadly night.

But everyone present seemed to have lost their souls, and still stared at the dead leaves on the top of the sedan chair with a dull expression. No one seemed to notice the sound of footsteps that had reached the sedan chair, and no one saw that as the footsteps sounded, a purple phantom slowly came from a distance. The phantom seemed to be slow and fast, and in a few steps, he walked to the woman in red dress wearing wedding clothes.

The phantom gently lifted up the red scarf on the head of the red bride at the door of the sedan chair, looked at it carefully for a moment, nodded slightly, showing a satisfied expression.

Zhang Xiaoluo, who was in the dark, saw clearly the pretty face under the red scarf under the bride's head when the phantom lifted the red scarf. It turned out to be the woman who was called to the bamboo platform by the witchcraft witch Qing during the day.

The face is like a peach blossom, the eyes are like stars, and the voice is like a silhouette. When I sit in the wedding sedan chair, the girl in the fallen flower cave forgot to pass away!

Fortunately, the wind came and went quickly, and it had disappeared without a trace in a moment. When the strange dead leaves on the top of the sedan chair finally slowly landed on the ground, everyone around him returned to the complex expressions before the wind rose, and seemed to have no idea of ​​the brief loss of consciousness.

The woman in the wedding dress with a red cloth on her head slowly lowered her head, slowly stretched out a jade hand, gently rubbed the red painted sedan seat shaft, and finally she seemed to chuckle and walked into the wide sedan seat.

First, the boy held the sedan door with his hand, struggled to stand up, and walked step by step to the front of the sedan chair and stood still, two women in red came out of the house again. The two women were each holding a lantern, and the swaying candlelight flashed and jumped. The two women finally stood on both sides behind the boy, one of them was Zhi Fei who left after Zhang Xiaoluo fell asleep.

Looking at Zhi Fei's slightly bitter face in red, Zhang Xiaoluo's fists couldn't help but clench his fists.

Compared to using Xuanmen magic to deal with ghosts and non-ghost things, Zhang Xiaoluo prefers to use fists.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at everything in front of him coldly. He vaguely felt that this seemed to be somewhat similar to a yin marriage, but it was definitely not a yin marriage! Seeing that Zhi Fei was not at the moment, he lowered his head and hid in the shadow of the bamboo building again.

As the curtains were slowly lowered, the healthy people dressed in the eight sedan chairmen who had been waiting in the crowd for a long time did not hesitate anymore. They stepped forward and raised the sedan chair, followed the rugged stone road, and followed the slowly moving forward in front of the sedan chair, slowly heading towards the darkness outside the village.

Zhi Fei was obviously reminded by someone before, and he always carefully protected the lantern in his hand during the journey. The woman on the other side was obviously told about the same thing, and she also protected the lantern in his hand as desperately as Zhi Fei.

The sedan chair slowly moved along the rugged path outside the village. When Zhi Fei felt that he had no strength in his body, the strange bride-seeking team finally stopped slowly.

There is an extremely lush locust tree beside the road at the front of the team. The thick locust tree leaves rub against each other with the mountain wind, making "rustling" sounds from time to time.

Under Huaitong's mottled tree was a Taoist priest with a slightly bloated figure. The Taoist priest was wearing a fat flower-clothed Taoist robe, his face covered with dark and sticky things. He held a small copper coin sword strung with red lines in his left hand, and took out handfuls of yellow paper money from his waist from his right hand, and waved it into the air.

On the other side of Huaitong, there is a cave more than one person tall. Two red candles are placed side by side at the entrance of the cave. The faint candlelight barely illuminates three meters away from the nearest entrance. From time to time, deep in the dark cave, there are low sobs coming from time to time.

When Zhang Xiaoluo saw the Taoist priest's outfit, he was stunned.

He is actually a Taoist of Maoshan!

Similar to the Yin and Yang lineage of Xuanmen, the Taoist Maoshan also takes exorcising evil and avoiding disasters as a career, but the Taoist Yin and Yang is good at catching ghosts, while the Taoist Maoshan is good at hiding corpses.

The Maoshan School is also one of the Taoist Xuanmen. The Maoshan Taoist people mainly travel in various places in the south, while the Yin and Yang lineage are mainly in various provinces in the north.

When the sedan chair reached three meters from the entrance of the cave, the sedan chairmen carried the sedan chair quickly put the sedan chair down and turned around and galloped away. In the blink of an eye, only the fat Taoist priest standing solemnly, a man and two women, three people who were sent off for marriage, and a sedan chair alone on the ground.

"The fallen flower girl is married, and the souls retreat!"

The Taoist priest took out a handful of paper money with his right hand and scattered it into the air. The copper coin sword in his hand pointed at the entrance of the cave. The half-rust copper coins reflected the swaying candlelight, reflecting the figures of women disheveled and haired in red clothes, standing tightly, were the souls of all women who had fallen flowers since ancient times. The empty eyes of the ghosts stared at the yellow paper money floating in the air, and involuntarily stretched out a pair of slender hands and raised their hands to pick them up.

"The fallen flower woman, you haven't left the sedan chair and entered the hole, so when will you wait!"

The Taoist priest's fat round face dripped with bean-sized sweat beads. While taking out more paper money and scattering it into the air, he waved the copper coin sword in his hand and spoke urgently.

The boy at the front of the team had red eyes, and blood was flowing from his tightly pursed lips. He looked up at the curtain that had not been lifted, and looked at the Taoist priest who was waving the copper coin sword on the side, and suddenly spoke hoarsely.

"A brother from Miao from Huadong sent his sister to marry!"

As the boy's tender and sad voice sounded, the entire fallen flower cave seemed to suddenly boil, and the sound of women playing faintly came from the cave, lingering around the locust trees and never dispersed for a long time.

A slender hand, as fat as a hand, gently lifted the curtain, and a strange fragrance spread as the curtain was lifted. Yingying, a bride with a red scarf, stood up, raised her slightly drooping jade head, and walked out of the sedan chair slowly.

The moment the bride walked out of the sedan door, the souls at the entrance of the hole who were frantically catching paper money were suddenly stunned, and the empty eyes with black blood slowly looked at the bride who was down from the sedan.

"Wow!"

After a brief silence, the souls suddenly seemed crazy, turned a blind eye to the paper money flying all over the sky, and roared desperately towards the bride who was still covered with red cloth, standing quietly in front of the sedan chair.

The fat Taoist priest changed his expression. He pulled off the cloth bag around his waist, and countless paper money was scattered into the air again. His index finger with his left hand dripping across the sword body of the copper coin sword. A drop of blood appeared and was quickly absorbed by the red line strung with the copper coin.

"Where is the daughter who sends her off!"

While swinging the copper coin sword, the Taoist priest repelled the ghosts who rushed up first, and shouted loudly at the two girls Zhi Fei. Looking at the almost crazy expressions of the ghosts, the anxious look in the Taoist priest's angry eyes gradually became stronger.

Zhi Fei was shocked when he heard this. He hurriedly raised the lantern in his hand over his head as the clan leader's instructions. The lantern that was swaying all the way was now like a helium fire, burning violently, emitting a strong flame.

A woman who was rushing towards her could not dodge her ghost and was illuminated by the fire. Her illusory figure seemed to encounter the residual snow, and a stream of blue smoke rose and quickly dissipated.

Another woman who gave her a kiss was not like Zhi Fei. She stood there as if she was frightened by the countless wandering ghost figures in front of her. As a ghost with a beautiful face pounced on her, the woman finally staggered and fell backwards. The lantern in her hand also fell to the ground, rolled out a long distance, flashed a few times, and was extinguished.

The fat Taoist priest saw the lanterns on the ground extinguished, and his face became even more anxious. His fat body suddenly flashed to the woman who fell to the ground, and pierced the ghost of the woman who wanted to pounce on the ground with a sword. He turned his head and glared at the woman in front of the sedan chair covered with red cloth, and shouted angrily again.

"The girl with fallen flowers has chosen to be buried in the fallen flowers, but she has not entered the cave quickly! Do you think your own tribe members will be buried with you?"

The woman in the red scarf seemed to have not heard of the Taoist priest's words and stood quietly in front of the sedan chair. However, the jade head covered with the red cloth veil slowly turned, as if she was looking at everything around her through the red cloth and looking at her new home.

"Sister!"

Alang beside him seemed to have noticed the strangeness of the ghosts. He let out a low voice and wanted to pull the woman in the red scarf beside the sedan chair, but the woman in the red scarf waved her bare hands. Alang's thin body flew out from afar, and fell gently under the rugged tree of Huaitong and fainted.

The noise of the huddling in the fallen flower cave became louder and louder, but the ghosts at the entrance of the cave were unable to approach the bride in red due to the obstruction of the Taoist priest. In the end, it seemed that she was in a state of madness and rushed up one after another and rushed towards the woman in red.

The Taoist priest's eyes showed a sharp look, and he jumped to the woman in red in one step, put his two fingers together with him and stroked hard on the copper coin sword in his left hand. He saw that the red line that led to 108 half-rust copper coins suddenly flashed out a dazzling golden light, and then broke open.
Chapter completed!