I had dinner with Mo Yu, and it was a little late. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At the end of the info dinner, the girl received another call from a handsome guy, so she left her and ran off to a date.

Ji Meng was speechless: "Are you soaking others, or are others soaking you?" ”

Mo Yu smiled mysteriously: "Hehe, you don't understand...... Handsome guys are creatures that are hard to find, and they can soak one by one. ”

Ji Meng: "......" how did she become best friends with this kind of "water-based flower" woman?!

The street lights were lit and I happened to meet a few pedestrians passing by.

She loves the French maple leaves on the side of the road, which are so poetic in autumn. But unfortunately, it's May, and some of them are just full of green. But in this way, there is also a different taste.

Not far away, under the street lamp, stood an old woman, wearing a somewhat classic cloth button-up blouse, with a row of bright blue patterns tattooed on her chest, and a brightly colored pendant hanging from it. She was on crutches and fighting, and her back was a little bent.

Although it was not completely dark, such an old man with an ancient appearance suddenly appeared on the road, and Ji Meng couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at others.

Alas...... This is the shadow of horror films, it's been so long, it's still there.

"Girl, wait a minute......"

Just as she was closing her eyes and trying to walk over, suddenly, the old woman stopped her.

She wanted to pretend she didn't hear, but the old woman chased after her for a few steps: "Girl, you wait...... Wait......"

At this moment, someone who has always said that he "respects the old and loves the young" couldn't help but stop: "Is there something wrong with you?" Of course, she still noticed that she had to keep her distance from this strange old woman.

The old grandmother smiled kindly, and the folds on her face were one by one, as if several layers of dumpling skin had been folded: "Girl, we are destined...... I watched the girl's Yintang turn black, I'm afraid she provoked something unclean, and she was going to be robbed in the near future......"

The corners of Ji Meng's eyes twitched. She can't meet a god stick, right?

Ah, no, the old grandmother's words should be said to be "goddesses".

"Ahem...... Grandma, I still have urgent matters, if you want to tell fortunes, next time......" she said and wanted to slip away.

But before he turned around, he felt that his wrist was tightly grasped by a hand, and he couldn't struggle at all. This hand, like the bark of an old tree, was very awkward, so that she couldn't help but shiver.

This old man's hand strength is too strong, right?

"No, you can't go!" The old woman's voice suddenly became cold and a little stern.

"I really don't tell my fate......" Ji Meng wanted to cry without tears. Could it be that in these years, you can still forcibly tell fortunes?

"You kid, why are you so ignorant? Are you going to die? If you are young, you will not listen to the old man, and you will suffer a big loss......" The old woman sighed and gave training.

Poor dream, this time I am sure that this old man is not a goddess, but has a problem with his brain. Otherwise, she said that she didn't tell her life, why did she still hold on to herself?

Balabala, the old grandmother "trained" for a while, and it seemed that there was no end. Ji Meng was a little anxious, and hurriedly looked around, wanting to ask for help. But at this time, no one passed by on this road.

In her heart, it was like a balloon that had been blown up, full of breath, she wanted to vomit, but she couldn't spit it out, so she could only hold it and be depressed. I knew that she shouldn't have stopped and ignored this old guy just now.

"Okay, you young people, you're all like this, always looking disapproving and not paying attention to anything. Who knows, in this world, there are many things that cannot be explained clearly by science...... I'm not going to talk nonsense, take it, I hope to 'save' your life......"

As she spoke, the old grandmother hung the pendant around her neck, which she didn't know when.

"Ah...... This, no, no, no...... There really doesn't ...... need to be " Ji Meng quickly refused. However, when she lowered her head, took off the pendant, and was about to hand it over, the grandmother in front of her disappeared?!

No way?! But in a few seconds, this old grandmother with inconvenient legs and feet, she can still "flash"?!

A cold wind blew from her back, and her whole body trembled. Suddenly, she felt that the pendant in her hand was biting.

On the way, she didn't dare to look around, and she didn't dare to walk slowly, so she ran directly to her home as if she was chasing something.

As she passed the trash bin downstairs, she hesitated and threw the minority-flavored, beaded pendant into it.

This kind of thing from unknown origin, she still shouldn't take it home, right?

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The night is getting deeper and deeper. There were not a few stars in the sky, a lonely moon hung coldly and highly, and the sky and the earth were dark and gloomy, as if something slipped by, carrying something that made people suffocate.

The wind slipped through the half-open floor-to-ceiling windows, causing the curtains to sway. At this moment, a dark shadow appeared there.

In the house, Ji Meng was lying on the bed, not sleeping very peacefully. She frowned, swung her head back and forth in pain, and even clenched her fists as if struggling.

"No...... No...... Don't get on the sedan chair ......"

Cheerfully suona sounded, the welcome team crowded in front of the door, and a middle-aged couple stood in the door, with a beaming face.

"Congratulations...... Congratulations to Master Qiao for finding a good son-in-law who is well-intentioned and one in a million, my flower matchmaker dares to say that there is no son in these ten miles and eight villages, but there is no son who can compare to this grandfather and ......" The matchmaker with a flower on her head looked blessed and said hello to the couple happily.

"Rejoice and rejoice." In the honest countryside, he was suddenly called "master", and the head of the Qiao family rubbed his hands a little embarrassed. And his wife, Qiao Liu, who was standing beside him, was smiling, and the corners of her eyes couldn't hide her pride.

Don't! The daughter I love is married to a rich man with a group of slaves, and she is also a wife, isn't this a good thing that is difficult to find for ten miles and eight miles? If it weren't for the beauty of her daughter, such a good thing would not have been her daughter's turn......

Thinking of how much money he spent in private, and talking about this matter, the pride in the eyes of Qiao Liu, who has always been arrogant, became a little stronger. Mengniang is also thanks to her daughter, if it is someone else's daughter, she can't enjoy such a dream.

The flower matchmaker said a lot of good things, saying that it seemed that these two newcomers were a match made in heaven, and even the queen mother couldn't be separated, and her credit was not good, otherwise such a good thing, how could it be their turn to dream of the mother? Therefore, the old friendship for many years is still useful bala bala bala.

The bustle at the door spread to the boudoir at the back. The twenty-eight girl, dressed in a wedding dress and hijab, was sitting at the head of the bed obediently. Listening to the movement outside, rubbing the corners of her clothes shyly, if it weren't for Xipa's cover, I'm afraid I could still see her face full of shyness.

However, in this full of joy and shyness to be married, Ji Meng only felt a chill in her back, I am afraid that it was like an invisible net, tightly covering her heart, shrinking more and more.

She saw the flower matchmaker enter the door of Qiao's house, and after a while, she took out the bride and shouted anxiously: "Don't ...... Don't go out...... Don't get on the sedan chair, don't ......"

However, no matter how anxious she was, shouting there to stop the marriage, it did nothing. She is like air, she can only watch everything happen as a spectator, but she can't stop it.

She empathizes with her and can feel how much Mengniang is looking forward to the future newlywed life as a bride to be married; How shy it is for the husband who is about to meet. It may not be that she loves her wholeheartedly, but at home, the flower matchmaker said again and again how good that person was, and she couldn't help but think a little about it.

When she has time, she will also have some low self-esteem. She is just an ordinary peasant girl, just a little beautiful, how can she be worthy of such a handsome and talented gentleman?

The sedan chair, shaking and shaking, sitting in the sedan chair, the more she thinks about it, the hotter her face becomes, the more she thinks about it, the sweeter she feels in her heart, and she is a little uneasy about the future.

"Nail bells...... Bell ......"

Suddenly, she heard a string of bells. Although the suona was so loud, the sound of the bell still floated into her ears clearly.

She was puzzled for a moment, and was about to half-unveil Xipa, and peeked at it, when she suddenly found that a red silk thread was wrapped around the wrists of her two hands, I don't know when. And the thread, like a nimble little snake, was climbing strangely, winding around her arm.

She took a breath of cold air. What is it?!

In addition to the wrists, even the skirt is also wrapped with dozens of weird red silk threads. This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that I don't know when, the sedan chair she was sitting on had already been covered with this red silk thread, and it was everywhere, including the sedan door.

"Ah......h

Yes, smash!

She clearly saw that Shipa turned into smashes and disappeared into thin air.

"Ah......h

She screamed, wanted to jump up, struggled to pull open the car door, and escaped. However, her feet were bound in place by strange red threads. It was her body, because of this jump, and slammed straight into the car door.

When she bumped into it, she was still a little happy. The car door is just a soft curtain, and it goes out as soon as it hits. When she crashes out, can't she ask for help?

But unfortunately, this collision, her head seemed to hit the wall, and the sound of "bumping" made her hurt and dizzy. The door is not moving.

Her face was bloodless.

"Ah...... Help me...... Help me...... Help......" she tore her throat and shouted desperately, hoping for a hope of life.

The sedan chair is still shaking, and inside the sedan chair, a terrifying scene is happening; And outside the sedan chair, the flower matchmaker was turning her head sideways and said to the sedan chair: "Mengniang, let me tell you, this master is a famous man at the top, his family has thousands of acres of fertile land, and there are groups of slaves...... If you get married, you will be happy......"

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