Anhe Town, which had been silent for several months, was once again lively with gongs and drums. I don't know where a few outsiders came, although they looked handsome, their brains were not very good. No, I just bought an empty house in the north of the city and settled down, and the next day I started the marriage. There are also well-meaning neighbors who remind them of the taboos in this town, but they don't believe in the evil.

In short, there were many people standing in the middle of the street looking at people's homes, but there were no people who really went in to congratulate them. A whole set of rituals came down, and it was how weird and weird it was.

Xue Jingxi picked off the big red silk flowers on his body and threw them on the bed, his eyes swept out of the window with a faint light.

On the table, the dragon and phoenix candles are burning vigorously.

Qing Huan looked at him from the side, then at Ning Hao, and said, "I always feel that we are like this, like a little self-amusement......

"Isn't it?" Ning Hao added, "It's not just to entertain yourself, but also to insult the monster's IQ." ”

Before Xue Jingxi could speak, the "bride" sitting upright on the bed pulled off her hijab with a hula, revealing Tu Fang Yanhui's grease-coated face, "Oh, I'm suffocating, let's take a few breaths first......"

Qing Huan hesitated: "You ...... Are you sure it's okay to do this? ”

"Of course." Xue Jingxi said, "I am your future husband, so naturally I can't let you get into danger easily." ”

Qing Huan was dumbfounded.

"Hey, Brother Jingxi!" Tu Fang Yanhui pushed Xue Jingxi on the side, and a little smile crept into his eyes that couldn't wake up all year round, "You just worshipped with me, and now you say this kind of thing, isn't it right?" ”

"Xiao Hui." Xue Jingxi hung a string of black lines on his head, "Can you forget about this?" ”

Tu Fang Yanhui smiled and leaned lazily to the side again.

"Otherwise, forget it." Qing Huan retreated and said to Xue Jingxi, "This is still too dangerous......

"You care about me?" Xue Jingxi looked at her and said, "With your heart, even if the surname Xue is dead, it will be worth it." For you, I am willing to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire. ”

"It's not!" Qing Huan interrupted him, "I mean Tu Fang is too dangerous like this!" Also, I must stress to you once again that I am absolutely, absolutely, impossible to like you! It's even more impossible to marry you! ”

"Why?" Xue Jingxi's face reflected the bright red dress, but it still revealed a few points of frost, "Is it because of your childhood sweetheart?" ”

Qing Huan was as cold as he didn't answer.

Tu Fang Yanhui saw that the atmosphere between the two was tense, he stood up and played a round, and said with a smile: "Hey, don't worry, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger, I'm a demon subduer, don't worry about my ......."

As he spoke, he paced a few steps around the room, stretching his bones.

At this moment, in the wedding room with the doors and windows closed, a gust of wind suddenly blew for no reason. The dragon and phoenix candles, which were still burning, were extinguished at this moment, and the ensuing darkness seemed to engulf even the breathing sound of the people in the room. After a while, Qing Huanfang heard the uneven inhalation and exhalation of himself and the people around him.

In the darkness where the fingers were missing, there was a putrid stench, which slowly dissipated.

"Tu Fang Yanhui!"

"Xiao Hui!"

Qing Huan and Xue Jingxi shouted out together, "Are you still there?" ”

Along with the voices of the two of them, there was a fire in the room.

The menorah is re-lit.

"I'm ......" Tu Fang Yanhui stood by the candlestick, his powdered face looking a little terrifying.

The light of the fire reflected the three figures in the room.

What is missing is Ning Hao.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then they all swept out of the room.

There was no moon tonight, and only a handful of scattered stars remained, and a few rays of light leaked from the clouds. It was not too late, but the townspeople seemed to expect something unusual to happen tonight, the doors and windows were closed, and there was no one in sight on the empty street.

The three of them chased out for a ride, and on the quiet side of the street, a black cat suddenly sprang out. The black cat screamed and passed through the middle of the street.

Qing Huan couldn't help but feel excited, kept holding the snow hairpin in his hand, and immediately made a snow weaving sword.

"Don't be afraid, wild cats." Xue Jingxi said beside her.

Qing Huan glanced at him, and was about to speak, when Tu Fang Yanhui, who was walking half a step ahead, raised a finger back and motioned for them to be silent.

Qing Huan chased a small step forward, but saw that Tu Fang Yanhui's face was slightly solemn, but his eyes showed essence, and he looked down at the demon compass from time to time, and then led them to continue walking.

When he walked to the corner of the long street, Tu Fang Yanhui's complexion relaxed slightly, and the night wind swept into the silence of the city, and there were occasionally a few night owl cries. The demon compass on Tu Fang Yanhui's wrist was spinning rapidly at this time!

Tu Fang Yanhui's steps also accelerated, his eyes fixed on the compass on his wrist, but his feet seemed to be racing against something. Qing Huan also became more and more nervous, but he still tried his best to keep his composure. The wind was blowing under the feet of the group, turning around in the town, and then Tu Fang Yanhui violently retracted his feet, and the demon compass also seemed to suddenly fail at this time, and he no longer moved.

Tu Fangyanhui looked up, and there was a decayed mansion in front of him. The vermilion paint on the door wall is peeling, and the plaque is skewed above the gate. Tu Fang Yanhui's palm flashed, and a bronze mirror the size of a half palm appeared between his fingers.

A golden light shot out of the mirror, reflecting the two big characters on the plaque——

Zhang's Mansion!

Qing Huan's heart suddenly had an association. She remembered that Cha Xiaoer said that the first bride who disappeared in Anhe Town was from Master Zhang's family in the east of the city. Whether this place is the east of the city, she looked around, and her sense of direction was not very good, and it was even more difficult to tell in the dark in this strange town.

Qing Huan looked at Tu Fangyanhui and said, "What we're looking for...... Right in this house? ”

Tu Fang Yanhui fiddled with the hairpin on his head, and said in a low voice: "* Do not leave the ten ......"

"And what about one or two?!" It's about Ning Xin and Ning Hao, and Qing Huan doesn't want to make a mistake.

"There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry." Tu Fang Yanhui raised his finger and rubbed his nose, looking away a little unnaturally, "If you want to say 100% sure, that's something that few people can do......

Qing Huan instantly understood, this demon subduing master turned out to be just a half-ass! No wonder he came up with the idea of casting a "thread" on himself to chase the demon traces, and he dared to find the demon directly, which was not very sure to him!

Qing Huan suppressed the thought of crying, clenched the weaving snow sword, lifted his breath and lightened his body, and jumped into the hospital. Tu Fang Yanhui and Xue Jingxi also swept over the wall behind her. Major General Xue's skills are really good, and his posture is much lighter than Tu Fang Yanhui. The corners of Tu Fang Yanhui's clothes brushed the dead trees in the garden, and the dust that had accumulated for a long time was stirred up, and a bad smell spread out.

The three of them waved their sleeves together to dispel the strange smell.

The bronze mirror in Tu Fang Yanhui's hand flashed, and his face immediately changed color, so he grabbed Qinghuan's wrist, "Be careful!" (To be continued.) )

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(Tianjin)