Under the same night, in another courtyard far away.

The candles in the room were swaying like starlight, and the gray-haired old man sat on the high desk, his eyes drooping, his hands folded, as if he had entered a state of meditation.

A gust of night breeze blows, the window sash shook, and the room was filled with the fragrance of golden osmanthus.

"The auspicious time has come. Let's go to the Witch Temple first. ”

When the candle shadows swaying in the room settled, the old man bowed his head, and a young man in white clothes was already seated.

He looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, with fair skin, delicate appearance, wearing a lot of jade rings on his ten fingers, and a string of colorful gold beads hanging around his neck.

The old man opened his eyes, "Have you found it?" ”

The young man spread his hands and said in a lazy and lazy manner: "No. However, Ah Sheng and the others have already gone up the mountain, and our people are complete. ”

The old man asked again, "Then you can see Mu Yu in the temple of the goddess?" ”

"See. It's very powerful, I can see through my stealth technique at a glance, and I naturally can't offend her on this kind of happy day. After a casual conversation, I quit. ”

"What flaws do you see?"

The young man shook his legs, "There are no flaws, it's that little girl, even the unflattering strength on her body is exactly the same." At first glance, I thought I had gone back to 70 years ago. ”

The old man's expression was cold, "Even your eyes can be blinded, it seems that the person who created this illusion is very powerful." ”

"Yes, I was blind to so many people by Xiaojing Lake, and I was still strengthened by others first." The boy held his cheeks and was careless.

"The Mu family is here for revenge, and it is natural to be prepared."

The boy glanced at him obliquely, "Let's be careful. Whether it is the twenty-four-year-old Rong Nianzhen or the great witch Mu Yu, they are all the same as decades ago. The illusion here is enough to confuse the real with the fake. ”

The old man tapped his fingers and lowered his eyes to think, "Only trapped us here, but the people of the Mu family did not appear." Explain that all this is just to confuse us, probably to get some message from us? ”

The boy stretched, "It's useless to talk more, let's see what they want." I really can't wait, can Mu Yu and Rong Nianzhen here complete the wedding ceremony? ”

The corners of his mouth were raised, and an interested smile appeared, and his lips were sharp and evil.

The white-haired old man stood up, and the dark brocade on his robe reflected the candle flame, shining like a broken starry sky, splashing on his body.

"No, it won't." He said, his voice cold and gloomy, "It won't work." ”

Whether it is reality or fantasy, even in a dream, his wedding to her has never really been completed.

"Grandfather, they're coming." In front of the main hall of the Witch God Temple, under an old and vigorous jujube tree, a girl in a red cloak looked ahead with her feet crossed.

Rong Yan advised, "You two stay by my side and don't make trouble." ”

One of the girls sneered, her face full of impatience. The other solemnly agreed, grabbing the hand of the girl next to him.

"I'm not going to cause trouble." The girl who was grabbed by the hand said coldly: "I still want to take a closer look at what the woman who has been remembered by my grandfather for decades looks like." ”