Yan Wo dragged the Oiran and attracted the townspeople of the entire town.

The later ones will ask what happened to the first to come here, and the first ones will talk about it with a smile on their faces.

When Yan Wo Daokong's house was gone, she was already surrounded by people, and most people were unwilling to miss the lively event of having a little milk baby snatching a kiss and grabbing two of them as soon as they grabbed it.

"You ......"

Kong Qian saw the menacing Yan Wo, and stepped forward in a few steps, "Are you here to attend the little girl's wedding?" ”

Yan Wo carefully looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his face was full of red light, he didn't have the calculation of a profiteer, he had a kind and gentle smile on his face, and the lady not far behind him was also very good-looking, looking at this side frequently, a little worried about her husband.

Yan Wo suddenly hesitated for a moment.

Jin'an Town now all this is not guaranteed to be good for others, but for Kong Qian and his wife, this is a sweet dream, even if it is not perfect to marry the dead sweeping monk Zhang Wuji.

But at least, their daughter is still alive.

This kind of hesitation was quickly pushed when there was a golden light in the courtyard.

To be exact, it is the Buddha's light!

Miss Kong, something may have happened.

Kong Qian's wife and the townspeople of the town all saw this scene and raised their heads one after another.

"Let's go inside!" Yan Wo dragged the Oiran and rushed towards the inner gate.

Her little arms and legs couldn't run fast, but with the blessing of red embroidered shoes on her feet, she jumped several meters at a time, and gradually distanced herself from the adults behind her.

The Confucian Mansion is full of lights, and red silk is hung everywhere, which is very festive.

But the two people in the courtyard who are facing each other are the focus.

One is the real Miss Kong, whose patchwork of limbs and facial features is like a crack that will never heal.

The other is a fair-skinned woman in a wedding dress, and her facial features are exactly the same as the real Miss Kong.

Kong Qian and his wife, who rushed over, looked at the two people in the courtyard, as if they had been hit by something, Kong covered his head and screamed in pain, Kong Qian hugged his wife and said loudly.

"What's going on, how can there be two ......"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, the patchwork Miss Kong spoke: "Dad, I was killed by Zhang Wujian with his own hands, just to let me enter his Buddha kingdom in order to transform me, and accompany him forever, I can't be reincarnated without consciousness, I don't want to marry him!" ”

"Dad, I've liked Brother Zhang Wujian for a long time, even if she dies, I will marry her, if you don't let me marry, I will die in front of you now." Miss Kong in the wedding dress spoke.

Kong's pupils were dilated, he covered his head and hummed, and there were words in his mouth.

Kong Qian didn't know who to believe for a while, and finally helped Kong Shi to sit down on the stone bench on the side.

Yan Wo tugged at the chains in his hands.

was tied to the Oiran and walked to Yan Wo's side, Rumo's hair was draped behind him, all up to the waist, and the inch of sword drawn on his forehead today was no longer the enchanting he looked at last night, but it was still a male and female facial features that were difficult to distinguish.

"Where is the monk's hiding?"

"What a monk, I haven't seen it!"

Yan Wo's mind moved, and the bronze chain on his wrist directly split out another one and pumped it on Oiran's body.

Obviously, it was just a simple whip, and the Oiran was like being tortured, and his face turned pale in an instant, but he clenched his teeth and didn't scream.

After this whip, the men present felt that the Oiran was not so beautiful.

"Say it or not, anyway, I remind you that I'm hungry in this chain." Yan Wo's expression became colder.

Oiran: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but he planted a little beast in my body, and as long as I open my mouth, he will notice it, and I will still die." ”

The black cat squeezed out of the crowd, jumped on her shoulders and "meowed" in the direction of the rockery.

"Then snatch the fake ones away first, and I'll see what else he has!" Yan Woyao opened the album, and the ball with bloody footprints rolled to the ground, and one by one the bloody footprints that suddenly appeared carried the ball and crashed directly into the rockery.

"Boom"!

Rubble flew and stones crackled everywhere.

The rockery is empty.

"It's so fast!" Yan Wo Dao.

After the monk ran away, a white line faintly appeared behind Miss Kong in the wedding dress, which seemed to be manipulating Miss Kong in the wedding dress to leave from a distance.

But the doll jumped out at once and bit the thread straight away.

Miss Kong, who was in the wedding dress, suddenly turned into a clay sculpture that had lost its vitality, fell to the ground, and shattered.

Among the shattered clay sculptures was a faint tuft of black hair, tied with a red rope.

The real Miss Kong glanced at the black hair, and her eyes were full of disgust: "It was the concentric knot that I used to tie with Zhang Wuji's broken hair, and he kept it all the time, but I didn't expect it to appear here and be taken advantage of." ”

At this time, Kong Shi, who was sitting on the side resting, was full of excitement, and his sloppy eyes condensed.

As if remembering something, he walked up to Miss Kong, who was put together, reached out and touched her face, his fingers trembled, his tears fell in strings, and he cried like a tearful person.

"Mother's child, it doesn't hurt, it still hurts, right, Zhang Wujian who killed that day, he really damned it!"

The people around heard her cry, and some couldn't help but blush.

……

Yan Wo finally took the Oiran back to the restaurant, ordered a good meal of wine and food, and waited for the night to come.

Those Taiyin students took out the copper coins on their bodies and ate in the restaurant, until it was almost dark, and then they looked at Geng Changjun worriedly.

Geng Changjun went upstairs and knocked on the door of Yan Wo.

"Can you please let me talk to Oiran for a while?"

Yan Wo turned sideways, and Geng Changjun entered the room, and at this time, the tea cup on the table fell to the ground and shattered for some reason.

Yan Wo, who was taken aback, scanned the room and got the hint that Grandma Hui did not have a yin spirit, so he felt more and more strange, but when Geng Changjun entered the room, he still poured him a cup of tea and pushed it to him.

"How to avoid the hallucinogenic effect of the Mandarin Duck Tower?"

After Geng Changjun sat down, he went straight to the point: "If we directly blindfold and plug our ears tonight, won't we fall into hallucinations?" ”

The bronze chain around the Oiran's waist rattled, but he was at ease with the encounter, and gracefully picked up the teacup.

"You are all misled, if you want to resist the illusion of the Mandarin Duck Tower, it is useless to only blindfold and block your ears, there is an incense in the Mandarin Duck Tower, which is everywhere and everywhere, unless you cut off your breath and don't breathe directly, you can't hide at all."

Geng Changjun's face showed despair.

"How can a person not breathe, isn't that death?"

Oiran shrugged his shoulders, "Even if I'm not in the Mandarin Duck Tower, it's hard for you to live, unless you ......"

Geng Changjun glanced at the dim sky outside and asked anxiously.

"Unless what?"

Oiran looked at Yan Wo and said, "Unless she gets rid of that monk and lets Jin'an Town break away from the monk's Buddha country, this Mandarin Duck Tower that rose out of thin air will be transformed into ruins and cease to exist." Your hallucinations will dissipate, and your fellow people who have entered the shop will be able to return to normal! ”

Geng Changjun looked at Yan Wo and looked desperate again.

So many people's hopes depend on this little milk group?

Even if she has regular props and can tie up the Oiran, the monks of Buddhism can deal with her as a baby who has just entered school.

Besides, Buddhism also has a magic weapon that specializes in restraining cursed objects.

“…… Is it just waiting for death? Geng Changjun muttered to himself.

Yan Wo put the teacup on the table, and snorted with a cold little face: "What about your upbringing, do you know that you look down on people so much in front of me?" ”

Just then, a familiar voice came from the door.

"Yan Wo, let's cooperate."