The red coffin was tied with hydrangeas of the same color, and was carried by several big men, trembling forward, and the wooden sticks tied to the coffin with ropes made a creaking sound as they kept walking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Yu paused, and his chaotic brain reflected. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

This is...... Yin Marriage ......

Moreover, it is a real and honest "yin marriage".

It turns out that he just felt good, these people ...... No...... Ghosts, to be precise...... They're throwing a wedding party. Looking at this pomp, the groom's position among this group of ghosts must be not small.

At this time, the only thing you can do is not to look at it with great curiosity. However, it was too late for Song Yu, and he should have reacted when he saw the groom's weird smile just now.

He couldn't help but secretly feel annoyed......

When you get here, you can become so careless.

Now it sounds like the jubilant suona is actually creepy. Song Yu shuddered involuntarily, and goosebumps sprung up on his body like mushrooms after a rain. Suddenly, the sound of tapping on the wooden board came, Song Yu stiffened his neck, listened attentively, and there was a faint cry for help.

The sound in the middle gradually became clearer, and even the timbre felt extremely familiar to him. This is...... Sakura's voice......

The long cut on the smooth arm continued to ooze rainbow-colored beads of blood, soaking through the cloth towel that had just been wrapped on it, and slowly flowing down the arm.

Song Yu's thin lips were pursed, his upper and lower teeth couldn't help but polish, his white fingers were clenched tightly, the green tendons were bursting up, and the blood beads were dripping right on his fists, blurring.

How dare they ......

No wonder he smiled so strangely when he met the groom's gaze just now. Song Yu's thin lips pursed slightly with a sarcastic smile, did he really think that he was powerless, a sick cat who could be bullied by them?

He shook his head as if it had been poured lead, trying to shake off the heavy burdens, but to no avail. With heavy steps, he took a few steps forward and stood firmly at the front of the greeting procession.

Seeing that those strange figures were about to pass through Song Yu's figure, the groom on the horse clapped his palms, and the figure holding the greeting card in front of him stopped.

Their movements were stiff, their pale faces were expressionless, and the greeting sign they were holding slowly drooped down, as if by magic.

Boom......

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came, and the surrounding debris of loess flew up because of the force.

The frozen, motionless crowd gradually dissipated, and the ashes rolled into the air in the breeze.

Song Yu came back to his senses, staring at the groom with a clear and deep look, and all his emotions were skillfully hidden behind his black pupils. He clasped his hands and couldn't help but think in his heart: "It seems that things are not easy to deal with, otherwise I would not be able to be confused by him again and again." ”

Looking at Song Yu, who was filled with anger, the groom raised his good-looking eyebrows, and spit out a cold snort between his tall noses. Then, the corners of his tangible lips were raised, the hand holding the reins of the horse was tightened, his body leaned forward slightly, and his smiling tone made people panic: "Where does Childe come from?" Today, to catch up with the despicable day, why don't you stay and have a glass of joyful wine? ”

Song Yu looked at his coy appearance, resisted the urge to go up and slap him twice, and continued to wrestle with the snake.

He suppressed the burning fire in his heart, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly with a warm smile on his handsome face: "On the day of the son's big day, how can Song shirk it, this wedding banquet must be attended, I just hope that the son will not dislike it." ”

"How so? If Song Gongzi can come, it will really be brilliant! The bridegroom, who was on horseback, sat up straight, his hands clenched and shook slightly in front of his chest, and the courtesy of the literati and ink was smooth.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my contemptible surname is Guo, and my name is Ruitang. If they can be called brothers, it will really be the prosperity of Ruitang's three lives......" He seemed to suddenly remember, raised his eyebrows, and his angular face became a little relaxed because of the smile.

"Good ......" after a moment, Song Yu responded.

Song Yu nodded slightly, and when he raised his head again, he saw a sedan chair not far ahead. The bright red color looked extremely festive, but his mood couldn't relax, as long as he thought that Gu Danying might be locked in the red coffin, his heart hurt. His gaze inadvertently fell on the red coffin, and then quickly dodged away, hiding his anxious look and making an inconsequential appearance.

"Brother Song, please ......"

Guo Ruitang poked out his fingertips and made a gesture of please, as if he was treating an old friend for many years.

The two men standing in front of the sedan chair slowly squatted down, their blue-gray hands grasping the red handles due to the stiffness of their bodies, and they got stuck halfway through the squat, and the sedan chair was pressed low forward by them.

Song Yu glanced at Guo Ruitang, who was calmly riding on a horse, before he took steps and slowly walked onto the sedan chair.

The red sedan curtain is embroidered with a delicate dragon and phoenix auspicious pattern, he gently lifted the sedan curtain, his white fingertips and the bright color form a sharp contrast, slightly bent over, fingers involuntarily clenched.

A breeze blew, the thin curtain on the car window was blown up, and Song Yu suddenly saw the red coffin originally made of solid wood, the color gradually faded, and finally turned into a transparent color.

Gu Danying's struggling figure clearly appeared in front of her, Song Yu's heart tightened fiercely, and her Adam's apple rolled a few times. He slowly closed his eyes and forced the mist in his eyes back. Suddenly, he stepped on the wooden sedan chair and made a squeaky sound.

Song Yu sat down and slowly put it down, the hanging sedan curtain shook slightly a few times, and finally regained his calm. He sat there, holding his breath and listening to the movement outside.

Guo Ruitang turned his head slowly, looking meaningfully at the coffin that had turned red again behind him, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a weird smile.

The "sedan ......" dragged a long, sharp pass.

The sound of suona sounded again. The leader of the team, the crowd playing suona reversed, and continued to maintain the original posture of playing suona.

The sedan chair swayed and squeaked, and Song Yu's closed eyes slowly opened, and his eyes gradually became sharp, like a sharp sword with a cold light. (To be continued.) )