The road felt longer than the last, and we walked in it for a long time without seeing the end.

It's just a cemetery, how can it be built for such a long time? This doesn't lead to the grave, but to the underworld.

The more I walked, the more I felt that this road was the Yellow Spring Road, and eventually led to hell.

Although I haven't really walked Huangquan Road, I feel that the real Huangquan Road is nothing more than that, right?

"There is no end to this road!" I was so suffocated by this oppressive environment that I had to ask.

Xuan Mo nodded, he also felt that something was wrong.

"Someone has done a trick to get out of the house because they don't want us to get out smoothly!" His answer reminded me of a thrilling scene on the train, when I encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

"Yes, ghost hitting the wall?"

Xuan Mo shook his head, and when I saw his answer, I was relieved.

"It's even scarier than a ghost hitting a wall." Hearing this, my heart was half cold, so it's a bit serious.

But he said it terriblely, and where it was, I don't know very well.

As soon as Xuan Mo's other hand flipped out, another cluster of fireballs appeared out of thin air above his palm, about the same size as the one he was now.

He threw a fireball in his hand far away, and the fireball flew in the air, and flew far away, and the fireball turned into a tiny, tiny bright spot until it disappeared. This instantly illuminated path, and that path stretched into endless darkness.

Sure enough, there is no end to the road. You just listened to me, let's take another route, I guess we have arrived at our destination early. I complained.

"Don't be naïve, do you really think that road will let you go unharmed?"

His words make me a little confused, don't they? Of the two roads, one of them must lead to the true destination. Otherwise, what's the point of that road existing.

Xuan Mo stretched out his hand and drew in the void, and a bright white light appeared at the tip of his finger.

The light moved with the swipe of his fingertips, and seeing his smooth movements, it felt a little like a fairy.

I was momentarily fascinated by his graceful movements, and although I didn't know what he was doing, the way he danced was beautiful, in stark contrast to the silence here.

After Xuan Mo received the last stroke, the meteor-like silver light gradually disappeared, and those pictures just now seemed to exist only in my imagination, were they really what I saw with my own eyes?

I'm a little confused.

As he landed like a feather, we heard the sound of gongs and drums in the distance.

There's a little familiarity to this voice, isn't that the sound of joy? When someone in the village marries, that's the kind of music.

But how can there be joy here?

I looked at Xuanmo and wanted him to give me an explanation, but Xuanmo's gaze kept looking into the distance and didn't pay attention to me.

He just folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall.

It didn't take much effort, but in the furthest darkness, there was a small dot, and then the little dot slowly expanded, and finally I could see clearly.

I saw the blood-red sedan chair they were carrying, and there were five or six people in front of the sedan chair, which was the team that was blowing, playing, and singing joy.

Strangely, there were no smiles on the faces of these people, and the faces were very stereotypical, as if they were all wearing masks. Each face was pale, so white that there was not a trace of blood, only the lips were red, as if they could drip blood.

They were getting closer and closer to us, and when I saw this group of people greeting relatives, with that strange makeup, I was a little jealous, and hurriedly hid behind Xuan Mo.

The team approached, but they couldn't go any further, and the people seemed to be stuck here.

I peeked out to look at the strange procession, and the joy they played had ceased, so I didn't have to torture my ears for a while.

In front of these people appeared an invisible wall out of thin air, and it was this wall that kept them out.

When their bodies come into contact with this wall, the invisible wall will light up with silvery-white points of light.

I am familiar with this light, and the silver streamers that Xuan Mo drew in mid-air just now are the light from this wall. Xuan Mo did that just now to block these things.

An old lady came out of this team, with a forehead on her head and a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it, which was similar to the dress of Grandma Liu in the Dream of Red Mansions.

And the clothes she wears are not the front placket of our era, and the split buckles are a bit like the dresses of Han women in the Manchu era.

She also looked pale, and her lips were as red as if she had eaten a dead child. But there was still a little smile on her face, but the smile was a little stiff, and she didn't look like a living person.

"Hello adults!" She leaned down slightly at Xuan Mo, her movements were incoherent, and her body was stiff, as if the parts everywhere were rusty.

Xuan Mo ignored her, and "Grandma Liu" was still not good at giving up.

"Thank you, sir, for helping our master find the bride!"

The woman continued, and I could understand every word of what she said, but what did it mean when put together? Why can't I understand at all?

"Grandma Liu" turned her head to my side suddenly, she looked at me, her face was still cold just now, and at this time the mouth was cracked.

Is she laughing? It's worse than crying. I'd rather not see her smile like that.

Xuan Mo didn't say anything, just looked at her coldly.

"The auspicious time has arrived, I hope the bride will get on the sedan chair!"

"Grandma Liu" looked at me and pointed to the sedan chair beside me and said.

What is a bride, why did she look at me when she said this, as if she should get on that sedan chair.

I looked at Xuan Mo in confusion and wanted him to give me an explanation.

But Xuan Mo still maintained that posture, very indifferent, looking at him as if he knew everything.

Thinking back to what the woman said to Xuan Mo just now, he brought me here on purpose?

I seemed to understand at once why Xuanmo had to come here with me as a burden, he could have been here in the blink of an eye; Why he could find it so easily; Why do all the people here know him and call him Sir?

Judging from these conditions, Xuan Mo brought me in order to sell me in exchange for his benefits?

When I thought about this, I wanted to run away. I turned around and was about to run, but Xuanmo's hand had already grabbed my sleeve, and I subconsciously opened my mouth and used the greatest strength in my life to bite down on his arm.

He didn't say a word to stand up, let me treat him like this, it's really abnormal, does he also know that he owes me this?

Then he grabbed me and threw me to those people.

"The man is for you! . ”