Chapter 200: The Wedding Banquet
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Seeing a real dragon for the first time in her life, Zhu Yifei experienced the above complex emotions thoroughly, as if the whole person could still open his eyes and breathe after being immersed in the water, and it took a long time to recover from this overwhelmed surprise.
"Sister Yifei, you have unsealed the water dragon on the sword" Beard seemed to be excited, and when she rode on her neck and spoke, those whiskers of different lengths scratched her skin, causing a series of itching sensations.
"Uh.... Accident, pure accident" couldn't help but look at the small piece of flesh that had been cut off on her little finger, something like frost was slowly emerging, and she had some calculations in her heart, it turned out that this sword had never had a big effect in her hand, but it was because it was not opened?
Raising her head and looking at the cliff, she saw that the thin sword that was fiercely inserted into the crack in the stone was beautiful and exquisite, so she shook her wrist slightly, and the sound of the ringing suddenly rose, and the blue water double dragon sword flew into her palm with a slender rainbow light.
Sure enough, the twin dragons wrapped around the blade disappeared, the shark-toothed spine was extremely prominent, and the lattice on the handle had also turned into two bare cylindrical handles, which were different from the previous image.
"What should we do, where are we going now?" Zhu Yifei stepped on Shuanglong, but her forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and she didn't dare to move her steps casually, after all, it was the first time to experience such a thing, and she didn't know that if there was a slight mistake in the pool, if she fell again, the gains would outweigh the losses.
"We're above the Ghost Cliff, let's get out of here first," Suzi said.
"Demon girl, look at that" The little monk suddenly pointed forward, Zhu Yifei also looked at it, and saw a group of people walking slowly not far away, dressed in different clothes, most of them were wearing hats, but the shape of the hat looked a little weird, almost like the kind of mesh hat of the Western classical court, which was buckled diagonally on the back of the head, and was crumbling with the crooked and swaying appearance of the walking.
"Well, it's a good thing to have someone, follow first" Zhu Yifei just said, and the double dragon under her feet suddenly rushed out, so frightened that she couldn't help but let out a low cry, bent down and hunched over to hold the silver dragon horn with one hand, before she stabilized her figure.
Crossing the ghost cliff and landing on a flat ground, Shuanglong flew back to the sword, Zhu Yifei's wrist flicked, and the thin sword turned into a blue hairpin, which was inserted diagonally into the sideburns, and then chased the backs of those people and walked quickly.
"Well, excuse me, how do you leave?" Catching up with the group and finally catching up with the group, Zhu Yifei patted the shoulder of the nearest person and asked breathlessly.
"You. . . Say. Want. Go. Which. The person she photographed stopped, turned around slowly, and said every two seconds.
"Uh...... Where is this? Zhu Yifei looked at the black hat with a gray face, a thin body, and a triangular row on his head, and swallowed and asked.
"Pro. Lose. The man's eyes were dark as if he hadn't slept for several nights, his two potato chip-like lips opened and closed very regularly, and the time between each word he spit out at random seemed to be strictly calculated.
Lin Wangdao? Haven't heard of it? Could it be a new place? Zhu Yifei scratched her hair and continued to ask, "Do you know how to get out of here?" ā
"Go. Which. Inside"
"Do you know where the way to the world is?" Zhu Yifei looked at these four places, which were full of yin and cloud, and knew that they didn't look like a good place.
"You. . . Be. Person? ā
"Uh, no" I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, since it's been more than a year since I crossed over, it seems that I am used to admitting that I am not a person.
"That. Go. Person. Space. Dry. Miscellaneous. Why?"
"Uh, I'm going to play, I'm traveling, you know? The work is too hard, you need to relax" shrugged his shoulders and raised his elbows, learned the tone of Westerners speaking Chinese, and found the feeling of "Zootopia" in minutes.
"Ghost. King. New. Marriage. No. Allow. Allow. Go. Person. Space. Want. Get. Ghost. King. Stamp. Seal"
"Big brother, are you tired of talking like this" Zhu Yifei couldn't bear it, she was patient, and after listening to this sentence, she asked: "Is it okay not to go to the wedding?"
"No. Yes. Ghost. King. Under. Cause. Three. Ten. Nine. Hole. Ghost. Minister. Must. Beard. Carry. Place. Yes. Minister. People. Arrive. Come. Congratulate. Enjoy. Not. Rule. Peel. Skin. Dismantle. Bone"
"Alright, alright, thank you, man, then you are attending the wedding banquet?"
"Yes. The "
"Which bride are you marrying" Zhu Yifei suddenly remembered the ghost father, maybe it's really the woman who resented death, now it's okay, people are married to the ghost king, is the next step to use the power of the ghost king to find revenge for themselves? It's not that she's thinking too much, it's that the incomparably precise sixth sense is chattering like this.
"No. Know. The man paused, and continued, "You. . . How. Moh. Not. Wear. Risk. Sub"
"Uh, I forgot to go out in a hurry, do you have one, give me one" The cheeky Zhu Yifei grinned.
"Look. You. This. Moh. Float. Bright. Only. Give. You. One. "Only," the man in gray said, taking out a dark green triangular hat from the sleeve of his robe and handing it over.
Zhu Yifei twitched the corners of her eyebrows, lips and nose, took the hat with a very strange color, and smiled reluctantly: "Thank you, thank you."
"Dai. Above. bar. Not. Rule. Arrive. Finish. Marriage. Feast. No. Let. The man glanced at the monk in her arms, his face changed, and he took out a small black triangular hat and handed it to Zhu Yifei: "And. Still. Be. Want. By. Water. Boil. The "
When Huitong heard that he wanted to boil the monk, he was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled the hat from the hand of the man in gray and buckled it on his head, this button, the whole small body suddenly became several times larger, jumped out of Zhu Yifei's arms, and fell to the ground, and turned into a man in a gray robe with blue and black circles under his eyes, but his chin was much more obviously handsome.
Rub, this hat still has this function? couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the sleeves of the man in gray, and secretly said in his heart that this guy should not be a professional hat seller, after a while, will he reach out and ask for money, or how can he go to the wedding and carry several transformation hats with him? This is not something that normal people would do, even normal ghosts wouldn't be so weird.
"Well, is there any other color?" Zhu Yifei really doesn't want to wear a green hat on her head, how unlucky she feels.
"Female. Child. Wear. Red. Hue. Good. Look" The man in gray looked at Zhu Yifei and pulled the corners of her lips a little shyly, revealing a mouthful of white fangs like jagged teeth, which frightened her heart and liver trembled a few times, thinking in her heart that if she bit it, it would be an ironclad collection of crushing blood holes.
"It's green" rub, this male ghost is still red-green blind? Zhu Yifei looked at the dark green top hat that was constantly rotating in his hand, and smiled bitterly.
"This. Be. Red. The man in gray put away his smile and said firmly: "You. . . Wear. Above. Only. Know. Road. up"
Zhu Yifei buckled the hat on her head in hesitation, and instantly her entire body shrank by a few centimeters, her wrists became thinner several times, her ten fingers were as thick as sparrow legs, and the pink dress looked so gaudy and vulgar.
"You. . . True. Beauty" The gray-robed man's dark eyes, which had no whites, flashed with two stars in an instant.
"Uh....." Zhu Yifei was speechless, but it can be understood that the aesthetic standards of ghosts are still a little different from people.
Although there is no mirror, Zhu Yifei also knows that she is definitely not a normal person at the moment, and she can't bear to look at the little monk standing next to her by opening his mouth to show the same two rows of Sensen fangs to her.
"You. . . Everyone. Follow. I. Walk. bar. New. Mother. Want. Come. Finish. No. Yes. Late. The gray-robed man waved his arm as he spoke, and a winding path appeared in the void, one at their feet, and the other floating in the dark night sky like a snake constantly swimming.
Zhu Yifei took the little monk to follow the gray-robed man on the path, the gray-robed man walked exactly the same as he spoke, and each step was separated by a fixed number of seconds, it was very strange that he was not slow, on the other hand, he and the little monk were striding and gasping and barely followed behind, obviously looking at the downhill road but walking out of the feeling of mountaineering.
Through conversations along the way, Zhu Yifei learned that all the roads from the outside world were blocked on the occasion of the ghost king's wedding, and he could only enter but not exit, and he could not open until seven days later, so he had to wait seven days to return to the world.
Walking to the end of the path, Zhu Yifei only felt that her legs were sore and numb, as if she had been pricked by thousands of embroidery needles, she was inexplicably tired, turned her head to look at the little monk, and saw that he was better than herself, but the purple-red liquid kept flowing down her cheeks, like earthworms hanging on her pale cheeks, which was extremely shocking.
Raised the back of his skull-like hand and wiped his cheek, and a purple-red stain suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.
"You. . . Be. No. Be. Very. Tired. Fast. Arrive. The gray-robed man turned his head and thoughtfully took out a piece of yellow juan from his arms, the dim yellow color reminded her of the yellow paper burned for the dead, the color and texture looked almost identical.
It is definitely not okay to go to the wedding with such a big face, but Zhu Yifei can only take the Huang Juan and wipe her face carefully, and by the way, she also wiped the little monk.
At the end of the path is a huge round stone gate, said to be a stone gate actually just looks like a stone, floating in the air, with a diameter of ten meters, carved with a strange pattern similar to the style of the Five Elements Array, exuding a black glyph, among which there is a palm-sized face, as if feeling the approach of the gray-robed man, opened his closed eyes and said, "Who?" ā
"Pro. Lose. Road. Miserable. Yin. Ridge. One. Ten. Four. Hole. Ghost. Minister. Imperial concubine. Not. Life" the gray-robed man said word by word, and at the same time put his hand forward and inserted four fingers together into the mouth of the man's face, only to hear a click, the four fingers were broken, and the man's face said vaguely: "Let go"
Zhu Yifei watched the gray-robed man's face change and withdrew his hand back to his side, turned his head to her and smiled: "Enter"
This different way of opening is really impressive, with a sigh in his heart, Zhu Yifei stepped into the wide open door, and suddenly the person's face shouted sternly: "No, who are you?" ā
"Micro. Minister. Target. Love. Wife, this. Be. Love. The gray-robed man saw the stone door close suddenly, pulled her back to his side, and explained.
Zhu Yifei, who was almost sandwiched into a meat patty, patted her chest in fear, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart: Rub, after a while, I will become a beloved wife. When he saw the little monk who was accused of being his beloved son, Deng Shi couldn't help but hide his mouth and snicker: This male ghost can really lie.