"Is that someone getting married? It looks very cheerful!" At the highest point of the bridge, the purple kite smiled, it seemed that it was not as difficult as the little Taoist priest to walk here, and his face was only a little tired.

"Marriage is also the marriage of ancient people, a group of people carry a large sedan chair, and there must be a beautiful daughter-in-law sitting in the sedan chair. Song Yunze teased.

However, there were no flowers on the other side of the bridge, and the blue bridge deck was covered with damp moss as usual.

At the other end of the bridge, a large group of people and horses are slowly approaching this side, which is obviously the scene of an ancient wedding, and the big red colored silk can be faintly seen on the sedan chair, and the colorful silk is printed with the auspicious pattern of Danfeng Chaoyang or Baizi Tu.

Before and after the gorgeous sedan chair, 16 young men carried the sedan chair with brisk steps, and the face was faintly painted with clown-like makeup, which indicated that there must be a lady sitting in the sedan chair.

There are people on both sides of the sedan chair who are also cheerful, and they follow the sedan chair slowly, holding suona in their hands and blowing hard with their cheeks, the sound is high and loud.

What a cheerful scene, the picture looks very free, but because it is a wedding, it looks very solemn, as if it is affected by this wedding, and the breath of death seems to be diluted.

But...... It always felt like something wasn't quite right.

Lu Fan involuntarily broke out in a cold sweat, he swallowed dryly, his hands clenched into fists, but his eyes were helplessly distracted.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Lingxue noticed the other party's strangeness and asked softly.

"I didn't ...... It's okay," Lu Fan's tone stumbled, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "Do you know what happens when you walk from the head of the bridge to the end of the bridge? It is said that you can communicate life and death in that way!"

"We already knew this, what's wrong?" Song Yunze scratched his head.

"They are carrying a sedan chair to this side, it is from the end of the bridge to the head of the bridge, according to the same logic, that is, a group of dead people want to communicate with the world!"

As these words were spoken, the long suona sound suddenly appeared with bitter sadness, and the originally cheerful atmosphere suddenly dropped to absolute zero, and the footsteps of the prime of life who raised their feet were no longer cheerful, and the man who played suona distorted his face.

They seem to be crying, crying for the woman in the sedan chair, and now they have long hair to the waist, but the person she likes has entered the cave room with others, and today she is sitting in the sedan chair, and her tears stain the red makeup.

Everyone stopped laughing, for they felt the monstrous sadness that came over their faces, mixed with the breath of death.

"Yes**. Jing Zhe spoke softly.

"**?" the purple kite closed her mouth in surprise.

"Yes, because we only see a sedan chair, no groom," Jing Zhe continued, "how could the groom not attend his wedding, because his role is only a corpse in the coffin, and this girl is going to accompany the funeral!"

"Wait, look at those people carrying the sedan chair, are they familiar?"

As the sound of suona and the red sedan chair continued to approach, the face hidden under the clown's makeup gradually became clear.

"It's them, the people who came in together behind them!" Jiang Lingxue said in surprise, "I thought they were all dead when I heard the movement, but why did they appear on the other side?"

"Isn't it normal for dead people to appear on the other side, what are we going to do, do we want to move on? Song Yunze took a deep breath.

"No, we have to stop them, we can't let them go to the bridge!" Lu Fan's voice was solemn, "I have a feeling that each of them is stronger than those ghosts I encounter outside. ”

"You mean they can harm humans?" Song Yunze asked.

"Instincts, but I've always trusted my instincts. Lu Fan replied softly.

The five of them fell silent, their action this time was to solve the problem, and the target was not the shrimp soldier and crab general.

At this time, Wu Chen and Chu Ziyue walked up slowly, they looked at the sympathetic bright red sedan chair, and they didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Qian Duoduo?" Wu Chen saw a chubby figure behind the sedan chair at a glance, this body proportion, this walking posture, it was definitely Qian Duoduo who didn't run.

"Why is he there?" Chu Ziyue looked confused.

The five people next to him suddenly turned their heads to look at the two of them, and looked at the relaxed posture of the two of them, and were stunned for a moment.

But now is obviously not the time to talk about this, the sedan chair is getting closer and closer to them, faintly, as if there is a voice ringing in the ears, the sound overwhelms the howling wind, overpowering the loud suona, the voice is low but echoes endlessly, and the aftermath is lingering.

"My ...... Where's the husband?"

The seven people on the arch bridge shivered in unison, and Lu Fan and Chu Ziyue were because the voice was long and long, and it was too permeable.

And Wu Chen was because he discovered a fact that made him a little moved.

All the ghosts of this wedding in front of us are more powerful and terrifying than the autumn leaves before they were transformed.

He was suddenly a little nervous and excited, nervousness was inevitable, and the excitement was because of these powerful ghosts...... Exceptionally knife resistant.

The ghost resists the knife, which means that Wu Chen can accumulate more attribute points from a ghost.

Wu Chen didn't know if these things had spiritual intelligence, but he was sure that the ** protagonist sitting in the sedan chair was definitely a big guy with a high level of intelligence.

"My ...... Where's the husband?"

The exact same voice came again, this time clearer and more impressive, and the source of the sound was behind him.

Lu Fan looked frightened and was about to turn around, but was grabbed by Song Yunze next to him.

"You're crazy, who said don't look back on the bridge!"

Lu Fan gradually regained his senses, and he took a deep breath to try to calm himself down, not to disturb his thoughts from these strange phenomena.

But I heard two low shouts suddenly from behind, and the dim light of the spell was reflected in the dark night sky in an instant.

"Who is the demon, how dare to be lawless here!"

Naturally, it was the two little Taoist priests, who relied on the anger in their hearts to persevere, and at the same time heard that strange voice.

The strange thing is that after this sound spread, the breath of death suddenly disappeared, and stepping on this Nahe bridge was like walking on the ground.

Immediately after, they saw something appear behind the seven people in front of them.

It was a figure in a red robe, she stood quietly behind the seven people, the cold wind blew faintly, and the red-robed figure made a subtle "rustle" sound of paper flying.

It was clearly a paper figure, with a rough face almost exaggerated, and long hair of thin strips of paper broke and flew into the air.

Out of the instinct of slaying demons and eliminating demons, the two little Taoist priests raised their heads to the sky and shouted, "What is the demon", and rushed towards the red-robed paper man with a peachwood sword in his hand, and there were many more charms in his hands while sprinting towards the heavens and the earth, and the soul bell on his waist shook wildly, and the spell in the sky immediately burned.

That kind of posture is absolutely a god, a god, a ghost, a ghost.

The seven people in front of them couldn't turn back or retreat, so naturally it was difficult to deal with the guy behind them.

Wu Chen didn't expect that at the critical moment, he would hand over his back to these two unreliable little Taoists.

The sedan chair in front of them had been lifted in front of them, as if they noticed that someone was blocking their way, and the sixteen people slowly lowered the sedan chair to the ground, and their calm and pale features suddenly distorted into a terrifying shape, and pounced on them.

Wu Chen ignored these people, and with a wave of a pitch-black blade in his right hand, he appeared out of thin air, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, jumping up at the bright red sedan chair.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, he is going to smash the yellow dragon directly, the tall figure jumped high on the Nai He bridge, the blade cut through a sharp arc in the air, and the sword body burst into the sky.

......

"My ...... Where's the husband?"

It's this voice again, every time I hear this sentence, I feel like countless insects crawling over my body, and my uncontrollable hairs stand up in a cold sweat.

Opposite Wu Chen, there was a beautiful woman in a wedding dress, her hands in front of her looked quiet and elegant, her eyes were low as if with grievances, she was wearing a golden phoenix crown on her head, and she was wearing silk and satin on her body.

She looked at Wu Chen calmly, and her cherry lips opened slightly.

"My ...... Where's the husband?"

Wu Chen put away the attribute knife, his gaze was completely unfocused, as if he was thinking for a long time, and after a moment, a kind smile crossed his face.

"I am...... Your husband. ”