Chapter 107: Ghost Marriage
Outside the city, in the southern mountains, where people are inaccessible, Rong Xiaochuan and Ye Xiaoyu stood in a wilderness.
The wind and rain are blowing, and there is mournful music in the distance, and there are lights as if there are no lights.
When the lights got closer, they realized that they were just red lanterns.
A long procession suddenly appeared on this rainy night in the wilderness.
A woman in a red palace dress is holding a red lantern in her hand.
Behind him is a red sedan chair carried by several figures, shaking and shaking, accompanied by mourning and music, it is a unique festive atmosphere.
This turned out to be a welcoming procession.
It's really a city to play, there are funerals over there, and happy events are actually held here.
"Mom is there", Ye Xiaoyu showed his head from his night clothes and pointed to the team moving forward and said eagerly.
Rong Xiaochuan hid her in his clothes, quickly approached the greeting team, and then quietly followed behind the musician.
In terms of the number of people who greet relatives, this is a large team.
The team was unhurried, as if they had calculated the time, and gradually went deeper into the Nanshan Ridge.
Half an hour later, the lights suddenly became bright, rows of big red lanterns hung on both sides, and a large courtyard stood in front of me.
A group of figures happily set off firecrackers to welcome the team's return.
The procession to greet the relatives stopped, and the mourning ceased for a moment.
The wind blew, and the lively crowd suddenly disappeared, leaving only a lonely sedan chair still parked at the door.
A man in a ceremonial dress slowly walked out of the room, the man was about thirty, with a handsome face and a tall figure, and he was a talent.
I saw him walk to the sedan chair and lift the curtain, and pull out a slender woman with a red hijab from inside, and the two slowly walked towards the compound.
This is a two-person world.
Rong Xiaochuan pressed the little girl who was about to come out of his arms and followed the two into the compound.
In the middle of the courtyard, a large round table was filled with sumptuous food.
The man waved his hand slightly, and the red hijab floated up, revealing the woman's stunning face.
This woman is Ye Qing.
Rong Xiaochuan stood in a corner of the courtyard, ready to watch the play.
"It's so beautiful, I've always wanted to give you a wedding like this, and now it's finally happening," the man said with a smile.
Ye Qing's face was expressionless, like a puppet, and she let the man lead her to sit on the stool.
He poured a glass of wine and put it in front of Ye Qing.
"This is a good wine that I specially asked for from others, it is good for the body, and in the future, you and I will wander the world, and we will not have to go to the boundless hell to suffer and suffer," the man said in an indifferent voice.
Ye Qing raised her head and glanced at him, and said, "You brought me here just so that I can't be reincarnated, and I will live a frightened life with you from now on?" ”
The man stared at her and asked, "Don't you want to?" Didn't you say before, no matter where you go, as long as you are with me, you will be happy? What, now you've changed your mind? ”
The man put down the flask with a thud, and his gaze became cold.
Ye Qing shuddered all over, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him.
The man put on a smiling face again, stroked Ye Qing's cheek with tenderness and said: "I'm sorry dear, I was too fierce just now, in fact, I love you very much, in order to be able to be with you, I even killed the yin cha who escorted me, just to come to see you, haven't you felt my heart?" ”
Ye Qing buried her head and still didn't speak.
The man pinched her chin and lifted her head, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you look at me, don't you think I'm not as attractive to you as I used to be, ah?" Women are fickle things, and they all deserve to die."
Ye Qing stared at him coldly, "So this is the reason why you killed me, one day, you will be cut off by a thousand knives."
"So what? It's because I love you so much that I don't want to see you alone with tears all day long, you should be happy now, you used to love me so much, you could even die for me, and now I just fulfilled you. But why do you change your mind, you think I'll get rid of me when I'm dead, do you? I even gave birth to a wild seed with other men, and it seems that even God is helping me to let that wild seed die early, and it is good to count her fate, otherwise I will let her die even worse."
The man was like a madman, laughing for a while and staring at Ye Qing coldly.
"You are a madman, even if you die, you are a madman, I will not be with a madman like you, you die of this heart", Ye Qing didn't know where to get the courage, and said fiercely towards the man.
"Slut", the man slapped Ye Qing's face.
Ye Qing fell directly to the ground, her body overflowing with a little white light, and she became extremely weak.
"Mom", Ye Xiaoyu ran out of Rong Xiaochuan's arms, crying and running to Ye Qing's side to pull her.
"Xiaoyu", seeing Ye Xiaoyu appear, Ye Qing was obviously stunned, knelt on the ground and hugged Ye Xiaoyu into her arms.
"It turns out that this wild seed hasn't gone down yet, it just so happens that Lao Tzu hasn't tasted such a little ghost, the taste must be different", the man smiled madly and strode towards Ye Xiaoyu.
"Don't", Ye Qing stood in front of her daughter and looked at him with a pleading face, "She is innocent, please let her go."
Ye Xiaoyu hid behind Ye Qing and shouted at the man: "You are a bad person, I will let my uncle arrest you."
The man smiled coldly and kicked out towards Ye Qing.
A black chain appeared out of thin air and shot at the man.
The man seemed to have sensed it a long time ago, and the moment the black chain appeared, his figure immediately retreated, standing at the entrance of the courtyard, and looked coldly at Rong Xiaochuan, who appeared in shape.
The chain flew back and was held in his hand.
"Uncle, this bad guy wants to beat his mother", Ye Xiaoyu pointed at the man with an aggrieved face and yelled, as if he was complaining to Rong Xiaochuan.
But Ye Qing saw that Rong Xiaochuan was kneeling down with an excited face while holding Ye Xiaoyu, crying: "Please save our mother and son."
Rong Xiaochuan looked at the man with his eyes and said, "Take care of Xiaoyu, someone will personally take you on the road after you go down."
A red light flashed in Rong Xiaochuan's hand, and Ye Qing's mother and daughter disappeared.
"Thank you, uncle", Ye Xiaoyu's voice seemed to be wafting in the courtyard.
Seeing Rong Xiaochuan take away Ye Qing's mother and daughter, the man stared at him with a cold face, "You are not a yincha."
Rong Xiaochuan said lightly: "Correct half, to be precise, I am a ghost."
The man said coldly: "No matter what you are, if you dare to take away my most beloved woman, I will make you pay."
Rong Xiaochuan said: "A guy like you, staying for an extra day is a scourge, and this time it won't give you a chance to slip away."
The man laughed, "It's up to you, I can kill other yincha, and I can kill you."
The man in front of him is the object of Rong Xiaochuan's trip, Fei Zhen, a Class C fugitive, with a crime value of 734, and the biggest crime is to kill two escort Yin Cha.
And the number that this person fed back to him was 489.
This is the most powerful undead that Rong Xiaochuan has seen face-to-face except for Wang Qiansheng.
When it comes to fighting, he is the first, because he and Wang Qiansheng have not actually had any contact.
For such an enemy, Rong Xiaochuan must have a spirit of twelve points.
Because, if the other party can kill Yincha, it is likely to master extremely rare ghost arts.
Fei Zhen's voice fell, and his body disappeared suddenly.
Rong Xiaochuan could only hear his laughter all around, very arrogant, as if he didn't take Rong Xiaochuan in his eyes at all.
The next moment, the courtyard suddenly became hazy, and the entire space began to distort, and gradually, the courtyard disappeared, replaced by a huge black cage, densely packed with pillars as thick as an arm, like a cage enclosing him.