The shriveled abdomen of the ghost swallowing corpse squirmed strangely, and suddenly opened its mouth and roared softly, and with an extremely thick fishy smell, the soul of an old man with a dull gaze had been spit out of her mouth.

Chen Mingtang turned his head to look at Chen Dexin on the side. Seeing Chen Mingtang's gaze looking at him, Chen Dexin didn't dare to hesitate any longer, his mouth was open enough to stuff a calf, and he swallowed the soul of the old man into his body in one gulp.

With the swallowing of the old man's ghost, Chen Dexin's ghost body is more intense, and there is a faint tendency to materialize.

"Keep throwing up! Not a single one will be left! ”

Chen Mingtang saw Chen Dexin swallowing the ghost, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head and commanded coldly again towards the ghost swallowing corpse in front of him.

As the ghost swallowing corpse spit out one ghost after another, her body began to gradually weaken, and Chen Dexin's ghost body had completely condensed after swallowing dozens of ghosts. It was only because of swallowing so many ghosts in a short period of time that the belly of the one was bulging high, like a pregnant woman who was about to give birth.

Zhang Xiaoluo stood quietly in the house, witnessing the whole process, and couldn't help but be secretly startled, looking at Zhang Yu who was wearing a wedding dress and a wedding crown, bowing his head and saying nothing.

"No, if it goes on like this, even if Chen Dexin and Zhang Yu are married to each other, they will be destroyed by the violent body! This Chen Mingtang is not helping his son, but seems to be ......"

"Go on! Spit out your own soul too! ”

Chen Mingtang looked at the ghost-devouring corpse that was languishing and limp on the ground, and spoke coldly again.

The Ghost Devouring Corpse raised its head with difficulty, looking at Chen Mingtang, who was staring at him coldly, a crazy roar faintly came out of his mouth, and his eyes showed pleading.

"If you don't want to, I'll take it myself!"

Chen Mingtang's eyes flashed again, and he raised his hand to grab the top of the head of the ghost devouring corpse.

"Don't! Sir, for the sake of my many years of worship, let my wife go! ”

Chen Detu suddenly stepped forward, knelt in front of Chen Mingtang with a thud, grabbed Chen Mingtang's arm that wanted to reach out to the top of the head of the Ghost Devouring Corpse with both hands, leaned down, and kowtowed to Chen Mingtang.

Chen Mingtang hesitated slightly, then looked at Chen Dexin's high, bulging abdomen, which was almost bursting, before slowly retracting his outstretched arm.

Chen Detu hurriedly helped the ghost-swallowing corpse that was paralyzed on the ground to the corner of the wall, opened the door of the sedan chair, took out an old tape recorder from the corner, and pressed the play button.

The strange sound of dark music echoed in the dark green room, making Zhang Xiaoluo can't help but think of the dark music that came out of Zhang Yu's mobile phone that night, which is strikingly similar to this moment.

"Get in the sedan chair!"

Chen Mingtang glanced at Zhang Yu, who hung his head slightly and didn't say a word, and said softly, with a bit of pity in his words.

Zhang Yu slowly moved his steps, walked to the car door that had opened the sedan curtain, and bent over to sit in the sedan chair.

Chen Detu, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly walked forward, handed one end of the bright red ribbon in his hand to Zhang Yu who was sitting in the sedan chair, and the other end to Chen Dexin, who was standing at the door with a complicated face.

A red hydrangea was tied to the red silk, swaying from side to side under the glow of the room.

"Onmyoji, since you are involved, it will save me a little more trouble, tonight, you can come and witness my son's marriage!"

Chen Mingtang finally looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who had never said a word, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth to say a word.

Yin people and people in the yang world are matched with yin marriage, and they need to have an onmyoji to witness the marriage, so that they can be recognized by the yang and the underworld.

"Chen Mingtang, are you giving your son Chen Dexin a yin marriage to fight for him to stay in the yang world, or do you want him to be destroyed because of his many souls entering the body? You...... You're not Chen Mingtang! Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Mingtang, who was wearing a black robe, and there was a hint of mockery in his words.

Chen Mingtang and Zhang Xiaoluo looked at each other, and the murderous intent in their eyes became hot.

"Marriage or death! The choice is yours! ”

In the end, Chen Mingtang spoke slowly, and the thick murderous intent was not concealed in his words.

"What if I choose neither?"

Zhang Xiaoluo took a step forward, his upper body bent slightly, and on the back covered by his clothes, small white dots appeared slightly raised, as if something was about to grow from his back.

Maybe after tonight, it's going to be back again, alas!

Chen Mingtang suddenly felt an inexplicable aura emanating from this little Yin-Yang Heavenly Master, this aura was by no means what the Taoist Xuanmen Onmyoji should have, although the aura was weak, it made him faintly feel a palpitation.

He suppressed the inexplicable palpitations in his heart, and stretched out his right hand from under the black robe again, for this onmyoji who didn't know how to lift, he was sure to get rid of it.

"Brother Luo!"

Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, suddenly opened her mouth and called Zhang Xiaoluo, she looked at Zhang Xiaoluo's delicate face, felt the faint concern in Zhang Xiaoluo's gaze, and showed her first smile tonight.

"Brother Luo, you...... Let's help Yu'er get married! All right? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Zhang Yu in a red wedding dress, his eyes showed a look of struggle, his back placed in the shadows, a few tentacle-like flesh whiskers had pierced the clothes behind him, dancing silently.

"Xuanmen Yin and Yang Yin and Yang Heavenly Master Zhang Xiaoluo, the power of the Yin and Yang Master today, is the Yang World Zhang Yu and the ...... of the underworld"

"Nope! I'm unwilling! ”

Just as Zhang Xiaoluo gritted his teeth and said the yin marriage testimony, Chen Dexin, who was holding the other end of the red silk, suddenly roared, his face showed extreme horror, and threw the red silk in his hand towards Zhang Xiaoluo, got up and flew over the mansion, and wanted to escape outside the mansion.

"You're looking for death!"

Chen Mingtang, who was standing on the side, suddenly pointed at Chen Dexin, who had flown out of the courtyard wall, and there was a yin and yang double fish on Chen Dexin's ghost body. The moment the yin and yang fish appeared, Chen Dexin's ghost body, which had been completely stared, exploded, and a stream of extremely rich yin qi filled the sky above the entire mansion.

Chen Mingtang stepped out of the door, stretched out his hands frequently, grabbed the yin qi one by one, and waved it towards Zhang Yu who was sitting in the sedan chair, as soon as the yin qi touched Zhang Yu's body, it penetrated into her seven orifices and disappeared.

Zhang Yu absorbed most of the ghost qi emitted by Chen Dexin's violent body, and a layer of cold ice began to form on his pretty face quickly. There was no trace of blood on her face, her lips trembled, and she looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, as if she wanted to say something to Zhang Xiaoluo, but she slowly lowered her head and closed her eyes slightly.

Chen Mingtang saw that the layer of ice on Zhang Yu's body was getting worse and worse, and his face showed a little anxiety. He snapped at the shivering Ghost Eater crouching in the corner, and grabbed it.

"Spit out your own soul!"

Chen Mingtang choked the throat of the ghost swallowing corpse, forcibly pried open the mouth of the ghost swallowing corpse, and actually put his hand into her mouth, as if he wanted to reach in and fish out the soul of the ghost swallowing corpse itself.

"Let my mother go! Please! Leave my mother alone! ”

Chen Detu rushed up and grabbed Chen Mingtang like crazy, and wanted to fight with Chen Mingtang, but Chen Mingtang stretched out his hand and pushed, and his body flew out and fell into the dark corner, fainting.

Chen Mingtang has been planning for many years, but he doesn't want to fall short because of the escape of the house guard. He would never allow Zhang Yu to die due to the entry of yin qi into his body, and he wanted to find another yin spirit to replace Chen Dexin. Although the soul of this ghost devouring corpse itself is not a male body, as long as it can slightly alleviate the invasion of yin qi in Zhang Yu's body, he may have the slightest possibility of finding another male soul who has been dead for more than three days.

If he couldn't find the yin soul that could share the cold in Zhang Yu's body as soon as possible, Zhang Yu would probably really be attacked by the cold and die.

"Zhang Xiaoluo, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Master of Xuanmen Yin and Yang, has the right to be an onmyoji today, and he is the ...... of marriage for Zhang Yu of the Yang World and Zhang Xiaoluo, the soul of the underworld."

Chen Mingtang suddenly heard Zhang Xiaoluo's marriage testimony behind him. He shuddered, snapped the neck of the ghost-devouring corpse, and turned his head to look behind him.

The end of the red silk that was thrown away by Chen Dexin was still tightly held in his hand by Zhang Yu, who did not know whether he was alive or dead. At the other end, Zhang Xiaoluo held it in his palm.

As his words came out, streams of yin qi passed from Zhang Yu's body through the red silk into Zhang Xiaoluo's body, and after circling in Zhang Xiaoluo's body, it was transmitted back to Zhang Yu's body along the silk again.

"You...... You ......"

Chen Mingtang looked at everything in front of him, and his face finally showed a look of horror. This Yin and Yang Heavenly Master actually matched himself with Zhang Yu for a yin marriage.

The ice on Zhang Yu's body has disappeared, she seems to be asleep, and a layer of blue-green halo lingers faintly on her white face, which is faintly different from the previous Zhang Yu.

Zhang Xiaoluo stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhang Yu's upturned nose, put down the red silk in his hand, glanced at Chen Mingtang, who was still staying in place, and walked towards the door.

"Waiting for you at the entrance of the village! I'd like to see who you really are! ”