……

Although he kept complaining in his heart, Fan Ren understood that at this time, he couldn't do anything.

After all, everyone here has been dead for hundreds of years, and they are just stuck in the scene of hundreds of years ago, and they can't theoretically change anything.

You can only watch all this happen from the perspective of a bystander.

"Seventh Master, this is the master of Jinmen who came here, Xie Miao Xie Master."

Fan Ren followed the woman who led the way and quickly walked to the main hall and saw the back of a slender man.

"Oh?! It turned out that it was Xie Juren Wei who was far away, and he asked for atonement. ”

The man turned around and saluted Fan Ren.

When he saw the man's face, Fan Ren was stunned.

The face is white and beardless, the eyes are radiant, and he looks handsome.

Fan Ren remembered that Wei Laoqi recorded in the county chronicles that he was born in the sixth year of Zhengde. He should have been thirty-five years old by the time of his death.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were not so many maintenance and plastic surgery methods in modern times, marriage at the age of 14 abounded, and a man at the age of 35 was basically the same as the fifty or sixty-year-old in later generations.

And Wei Qiye, a person who goes to the tomb all the year round, is disturbed by the yin qi in the ground all the year round, and the yin virtue is damaged, this kind of person is much faster than ordinary people.

But looking at Wei Qiye's face, it was clear that he was a young man less than twenty years old

Although he is a person who has been dead for hundreds of years, a person's soul can just make people show their truest appearance before death.

It is difficult to make it possible, the funeral elixir of the Xuandao people also has the function of rejuvenation.

"The Seventh Master is polite. You are now a character that you have heard of in the sky, and you are not a little bit stronger than you are below. ”

Although I have doubts in my heart, but in this case. Fan Ren didn't want to let the dead ghost in front of him lose face.

Fan Ren understood that it was impossible for him to return to the Ming Dynasty with a coffin, but judging from the realism of this illusion, there was another mystery here.

In case something is wrong. It wouldn't be good to let these hundreds of ghosts get out of control.

"Where, please sit down with Xie Juren for a while. It's time for this feast. ”

Fan Ren sat down at the first table on the right side and closed his eyes in contemplation.

Soon. Fan Ren raised his head and glanced thoughtfully at Wei Qiye, who was sitting at the main table.

Fan Ren remembered that in this time and space, the Ming Dynasty's national glory had been for decades.

But in this time and space, Emperor Jiajing's lifespan is only five years longer.

If it is the elixir of the Xuandao people, it really has the effect of rejuvenation. Then Emperor Jiajing is not a matter of five years of life.

"Here...... There's still something going on. ”

After a few moments, one after another delicate dishes came up.

……

Looking at the exquisite dishes in front of him, Fan Ren looked at his nose and nose and looked like he was in a state of mind, looking out of place with the group of red-clothed ghosts at the same table.

Oddly enough. Even if Fan Ren was conspicuous like this, that group of happy ghosts never felt strange. I've been talking to myself.

It's like a marionette following a predetermined plot.

"It seems. Only the Seventh Master and a few ghosts can communicate. ”

After failing to communicate with the ghost at the same table for the third time, Fan Ren finally came to the conclusion he should have.

At this moment, Wei Qiye led a woman wearing a red auspicious dress and a red hijab out of the back hall.

"Bring the bride out so early...... It's not in accordance with the rules......"

Just when Fan Ren was confused.

It was very abrupt, and there was a very sad song in my ears.

"I was not born, I was old, I hated that I was late, I hated that you were early. Hate is not born at the same time, and every day is good with you. ”

When he heard this singing, Fan Ren's pupils shrank, and he was about to stand up.

"Don't rush."

Just as Fan Ren was about to stand up, the voice of the Xuandao man sounded in Fan's ears.

"Master...... What's going on. ”

Fan Ren looked suspicious, and used the sound transmission to communicate with the Xuandao people.

Just now, when Fan Ren heard the female voice, he was in a trance, and almost heard the female voice as Xie Miao's voice.

"It's a very interesting place."

At this moment, the door that had been closed because the guests had already arrived was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind.

Time. The wind is gusting and ghostly.

And guests who have been ghosts for hundreds of years.

The look in the eyes at the moment. It was as if they were going to die in hundreds of years, with panic and trepidation.

"The show is on."

In Fan Ren's ears, there was the voice of a Xuandao person. There is a hint of schadenfreude.

At the door, a man dressed as a cropper in a thick cotton jacket with patches stumbled into the building where the wedding banquet was located.

"Liu Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Immediately, a man dressed as a subordinate walked over to the farmer. A tone of panic.

"What is your arm...... Was cut by which one of them didn't have long eyes? ”

I saw that the panicked farmer known as Liu Wu looked frightened.

His right hand was empty, with no palm or forearm.

Only half of his elbows were covered with finely minced tender flesh, which was still bubbling with blood as he walked.

But Liu Wu seemed to be unaware of all this. It's just a look of horror and keeps muttering to himself.

"Zombie, zombie, zombie is coming! Run for your life! Run for your life! ”

Suddenly, Liu Wu let out a howl like a ghost crying wolf as if he was crazy.

"What! Corpse! ”

Liu Wu's howl made everyone in the hall stand up.

In this village, almost every household has a heritage of touching gold. As a result, even villagers who work in other industries know more about the zombie species than ordinary farmers.

"I'll take a look."

Wei Qiye hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Liu Wu's body.

I saw that Liu Wu's originally yellow face had now turned pale, and his eyes had become dark blue. His lips were chapped and purple, and the blood from the wound gradually turned black.

looks like he's been poisoned by a corpse.

"Indeed...... Poisoned by corpses. ”

Wei Qiye, with a solemn face, commanded his subordinates:

"Seventh Master...... This man has been poisoned by corpses, can he still be saved? ”

Liu Wu was quickly taken to the back hall by Wei Qiye's subordinates, and the people in the entire hall were even more scared after Liu Wu came out.

After all, he was able to come to this hall to participate in Wei Qiye's wedding banquet. They are all characters in the gold gate, and no one dares to say that they are innocent.

And Liu Wu was attacked by zombies, which made these people all frightened birds, looking at a loss.

"Don't worry, I'm Wei, Liu Wu, I can't do anything, that is, today is my big day, I, Wei, want to borrow something from you."