Ye Junchen took off the white jade tied around his waist, put it in Eleven's little hand, turned to Jiang Lao and said, "Jiang Lao, I will marry Nian Nian when I am in Hai." ”

"Lord Night, the old man was just angry before." Jiang Xiaotian could see at this moment that Ye Junchen was really willing to marry Nian Nian, even if Nian Nian had already gone, and sighed, "You don't need to make such a decision because of a momentary anger." ”

"Elder Jiang, Nian Nian is about to be my wife, you just call me Junchen."

Jiang Xiaotian couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, a wry smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded.

Ye Junchen walked to the edge of the coffin, supported the edge of the coffin with both hands, lowered his head and kissed Eleven's forehead, and his voice was doting: "Nian Nian, wait for me." ”

As the group left the hall, the forgotten white cat jumped off the wooden chair and gently jumped into the coffin.

The white cat squatted on Eleven, squinting at the little woman lying in front of him with blue eyes.

"Eleven, next time I overdraw my spiritual power like this, I won't help you anymore!" The man's voice overflowed from the white cat's mouth, and he said with a hint of anger, "You think it's easy for me to come up from the ghost world once?!" ”

Looking at the girl with her eyes closed, the white cat moved her beard slightly, stretched her neck, and rested her head on Eleven's forehead.

At this moment, the white cat exuded a faint white light, little by little.

Eleven's body also emitted light because of the white light, and finally it was almost synchronized with the light on the white cat's body.

A strange phenomenon occurred in Jiangfu.

Half lively, half deserted.

Jiang Xiaotian was busy with the marriage he was missing, but Jiang Yunchuan and the second and third rooms were not willing to be contaminated at all, for fear of bad luck, only the fourth room was willing to help.

White lanterns are hung in many places, and the lanterns are pasted with white blessing characters.

At that time, Dali Temple was punctual to marry the bride.

Jiang Xiaotian stood at the gate of Jiangfu, looking at the coffin that was gradually moving away, feeling a little sad and a little melancholy.

"Dad, don't be too sad." Sifang looked at Jiang Xiaotian's crumbling body, hurriedly stepped forward to help, and said softly, "I'll send you back to the room to rest." ”

Jiang Xiaotian nodded, turned around and entered the Jiang Mansion.

There is a curfew in the Imperial City.

The streets and alleys are empty.

The moonlight sprinkled on the bluestone road, exuding a faint blue light, the night was deep and heavy, and I don't know when a faint mist was filled, which was very weird.

In this strange scene, the welcoming procession moved slowly in the direction of Dali Temple.

The white cat jumped off the wall and followed behind the procession.

When he was about to reach Dali Temple, the white cat stopped, turned his head to look at the dark alley not far away, his blue pupils suddenly contracted, and his white beard shook up and down.

It glanced at the greeting procession, and the next moment ran towards the depths of the alley.

A faint floral fragrance fills the alley.

The blue eyes gradually turned golden, and the darkness was seen clearly.

It's a dead end.

One of the walls in front of me was overgrown with vines, and on the vines there were many white flowers, most of which were flower bones, and the fragrance should emanate from these flowers.

The fragrance is very light, like a boneless flower in the ghost world.

The night breeze blows slowly.

The flower bones bloom when they are in the wind.

There was silence all around, and the sound of flower petals blooming could be clearly heard.

The white pollen also flew in the direction of the white cat with the wind.

The white cat hunched its back, baring its fangs and making a baring sound.

The pollen that came with the wind was burned by the fire in an instant.