However, as long as he doesn't think he is an enemy, he can still help Fox Fourteen fool through this difficult situation in front of him, which is not bad. With rich experience in the rivers and lakes, Mu Bai began to quickly guess her story:

Look at this formation, Dao Gu is probably the leader of those Taoists, right? Such a deep Taoism, and extraordinary bearing, must have voted for a famous teacher, and got the guidance of a master; this dress is neat and neat, and she can make such a big pomp as 'Ten Miles of Red Makeup', which means that the Taoist temple where she is located must be extremely fragrant, and if she is rich and powerful, she must be famous——

"Your Excellency is the Lord of Wuling?" Mu Bai said tentatively.

Dao Gu was noncommittal, and said slowly: "This place is the Wuling Divine Monarch Dojo, and I am Yan Shuling, the first disciple of the Divine Monarch, who guards the dojo here for the master." ”

Oh, I haven't heard of it at all.

That's embarrassing.

When Mu Bai was struggling with how to make it up, she sighed in disappointment: "You must not be that person." ”

After all, he didn't leave any chance to refute, but the Buddha walked away.

But it doesn't matter.

Mu Bai glanced at Shen Li, who was sitting in the sedan chair: He knows the skills of this ghost girl - no matter how well guarded you are, if she can have any weapon in her hand, even if it is just a brick, she has the ability to make a visual effect for you.

This is the experience he has summed up in the dojo of red and white affairs in the world for many years, and there is no magic that she can't mess up, which can be called a cancer in the industry.

With the sound of musical instruments, the Taoist priests changed formations and followed the guards on both sides, and the sedan chair drivers shouted trumpets to lift the huge sedan chair, stepping on the bright red petals of blood and slowly moving forward.

At the front of the line were two rows of Dao Tong holding flower baskets, followed by Dao Gu Yan Shuling.

That Dao Gu is like a fairy walking down from the altar, her clothes fluttering, and she is in awe at first sight. Behind her were more than 100 radiant young Taoist priests, some carrying swords and some holding magic weapons, guarding the sedan chair. There were many people standing on both sides of the street, all wearing red wedding dresses, but there was silence, all of them looked down at their feet with their eyes down, and none of them dared to quietly look up at the bride of the dragon king.

The whole city reverberated with the sound of ceremonial music, but the wedding procession slowly left the city in an extremely solemn atmosphere.

But it's not bad to say that the dragon king marries a wife, how can any bride come back alive?

There was still rain in the lead-colored sky, and everything in sight was foggy. After the wedding procession left the city, the onlookers followed behind the sedan chair from afar, and there was a dead silence in the wilderness, and there was an eerie and terrible feeling in broad daylight.

As the rain became heavier and heavier, except for the palanquin man, everyone held up a red oil-paper umbrella, and the entire wedding procession was like a winding fire dragon, slowly advancing towards the Wuling Ferry.

Obviously, the dragon king's wife once in ten years probably hasn't encountered any good weather, so everyone has been prepared for a long time - except for Mu Bai.

Mu Bai was not stupid, at the beginning of the rain was not heavy, so he crowded into the team and rubbed the umbrella. However, the umbrella was also a little smaller, and the two of them were a little reluctant to hold it together, and what was even more hateful was that those Taoist priests were also stingy, and they all put on a straight face to drive him away. Apparently he was a redundant being, and there was no place for him in the team.

Mu Bai, who had nowhere to hide, was so squeezed that he had no choice, so he simply flew directly onto the sedan chair and squeezed under the wide eaves of the sedan chair to hide from the rain. The Taoist priests guarding on both sides of the sedan chair saw that they were not allowed, and stretched out their hands to drag him down, but Mu Bai simply continued to climb up, and finally went directly to the red gauze tent where Shen Li was.

It seems that the rules of the aunt's family are very strict, and the team is always quiet, and there is no one who even talks to each other. The Taoist priest with the sword on his back had the intention to pull Mu Bai out, but he didn't dare to make a noise, so he had to give up.

"What a coincidence, Chief Cazumen. ”

Shen Li sat under the pavilion made of bamboo, but he was very comfortable. This place is spacious, and it is not too crowded for two people.

"yes, what a coincidence, we met again. ”

Mu Bai said hello expressionlessly.

"Marriage?"

"Marry one get one free. ”

The two of them burst out laughing at the same time.

"Seriously, these Taoist priests are going to return to the customs, and they can also go to work as wedding planners, which must be super profitable. Shen Li said with a smile: "This sedan chair, this face, this petals, how can there be a girl who doesn't like it? It's a dream wedding! ”

A look of longing.

"Yes, you can change the color to a funeral, one red and one white, and you can earn double portions properly. ”

Shen Li immediately disgusted when he heard this: "Phew, you are such a bad person. ”

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, and who can hide from reincarnation?

"If you dare to propose a funeral on a happy day, it's okay if you don't kill you. ”

"Eh, it's just a formality!"

Mu Bai said disapprerovingly: "Even if you kill me, you should have to go to the funeral, right? Let's just say that this is a marriage, in fact, the form is not important, marrying is more important to talents! If you stay with the person you love for a long time, even if you don't have ten miles of red makeup, you will be happy. ”

"It's different!"

Shen Li pursed his lips: "What girl doesn't want to have a beautiful wedding dress? Who doesn't want to have ten miles of red makeup? I just hope that when I get married, I can also have such a spectacular ten miles of red makeup!"

Seeing that she was a little annoyed, Mu Bai stopped arguing with her, and persuaded slowly: "Yes, yes, with the beauty of our fox fourteen, don't say that it is ten miles of red makeup, even if it is the honor guard of the queen's marriage, it is definitely worthy!"

Shen Li raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked, "Will you marry me?"

"Huh?"

This question caught him off guard, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Shen Li immediately laughed: "Just kidding." ”

"Uh. ”

Mu Bai opened his eyes wide and was stunned for a long time.

Frankly, he didn't think about it.

When I first picked her up, she was a fluffy little fox cub. She loved to sleep on his chest, grinding his fingers with her bare gums, and as she grew older, she took on the form of a human being, and became a little girl who jumped up and down with nine tails, stealing his wine, leaving hateful little tooth marks on everything she could bite, and then ......

Mu Bai looked at her side face: the incomparably familiar delicate features, the soft lines that could be drawn even when the eyes were closed, the long eyelashes drooping, the eyebrows were picturesque—as rumored to be, all the nine-tailed fox clans were beautiful women with good faces, and she was. Whether you are a human or a demon, plain or heavy makeup, you all have a beautiful face that is pleasing to the eye.

As if sensing his gaze, Shen Li's eyes turned around, and he suddenly stared at him: "Am I good-looking?"

Mu Bai was stunned and said honestly: "...... Pretty. ”

The corners of her lips are raised, and her smile is like a flower.

He suddenly thought: The world says that there is no scenery in familiar places, but this is nonsense. Even if you can see it every day and be in the midst of it all the time, the beauty is still beautiful. is like this familiar face in front of you, accompanied day and night, inseparable, even if you have seen it for more than a thousand years, you still never get tired of looking at it.

The drizzle outside the red gauze curtain, the music of the wedding is not very real through the heavy rain curtain, but it is in the rustle of the rain evenly falling on the oil-paper umbrella, just the right amount of haze, but it adds to the graceful beauty.

At this moment, it feels as if the whole world is gone. Even if there is a big event, you can put it aside for the time being, so as not to disappoint the poetry and picturesqueness in this mist and rain.

Both of them did not speak again in tacit understanding, but under the red wedding dress and the gray robe, the brocade dress and the simple coarse cloth robe overlapped with each other, the two hands and ten fingers were interlocked, although there was not a word, but the mind was clear.

One look, she understood, and a finger hooked, and he understood.

In the present situation, any language pales and is redundant. However, Mu Bai still couldn't help it, and said softly: "If you want to be an immortal in the Nine Heavens, all the mundane things in this mortal world must be cut off cleanly. ”

Sure enough, Shen Lidang withdrew his hand and lowered his face: "Dao Chief, is this going to turn me into a monk?"

"You know I didn't mean that. ”

"How to be an immortal, do I use you to teach?

Mu Bai couldn't help frowning: "You fox cub, how can you say that you will turn your face when you turn your face?"

Shen Li lifted his wide sleeves upward, and saw two steel knives, one long and one short, tied side by side on the white but strong forearms. With a shake of her hand, the long knife was drawn in half, and a cold light flashed across his neck:

"More than that, I can still say that if I want your life, I will kill you!"

Mu Bai sighed: "So, it turns out that you are a mobile armory?"

If Fox Fourteen is serious and fierce, then the real character is to attract blood, knives and knives to chop meat, but there is no one who is not afraid of it - except for Mu Bai.

"Less interruption!"

Shen Li couldn't frighten him, but he still kept a straight face, put the knife away again, and hid it: "Do you really want me to find a random man to marry in this life, live a dull life, and then go to heaven to be a god?"

Who would be willing to let other pigs arch the good cabbage they have worked so hard to grow—no, they can't arch their own pigs!

Mu Bai scratched his hair with a tangled face, and he didn't know what to say.

The sedan chair stopped suddenly.

When the two of them looked up, they saw that they had come to the altar they had seen the night before. The rain gradually stopped, the entire honor guard stopped, and the Taoist priests collected the red umbrellas, changed their formations, and scattered to stand in different directions at the foot of the altar, each holding a different color of the soul flag in their arms.

There was no one to command, and no one to speak. Later, even the ritual music stopped, as if it was afraid of disturbing anyone, and everything went on in silence, but in order.

I thought that the core figure of the entire Dragon King Sacrifice should be that Dao Gu, but at this time, Yan Shuling slowly climbed onto the altar and sat on the futon at the highest place, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was just a female Bodhisattva who came to watch the ceremony.

This is a bit of a surprise.

The real presiding over the ceremony was a middle-aged Taoist in a black robe, with his hair scattered and a five-colored rope tied between his forehead, barefoot, holding a five-colored soul-suppressing flag and a large string of copper bells in one hand, and a peachwood sword in the other—this appearance is more in line with the image of a half-fairy who dances the great god in folklore.

Whether it is the gorgeous red wedding dress of the dragon king's wife or the spectacular ten-mile red makeup, it is very exquisite and tasteful in terms of aesthetic style and scene, which makes people feel that there must be an unconventional master behind this. However, in the end, it was such a sloppy Taoist who sang on stage, singing in a disorderly manner, which suddenly made people feel uninterested.

However, the onlookers who accompanied him seemed to be very satisfied. The half-fairy sang and danced on the stage with words in his mouth, and the people in the audience only kowtowed, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Shen Li looked at everything that happened on the altar with a complicated expression, and suddenly thought: Is this what the so-called elegant and vulgar appreciation is the original meaning? That Dao Gu is pure and noble, and she plays elegantly, so it is not uncommon to be in the company of mortals with fish lips, but in order to circle some money, do you still have to take care of the preferences of these ordinary people?

Sure enough, it's a master.

But it is strange to say, the Taoist priest on the stage played like a convulsion for a while, and the rolling dark clouds in the sky really broke through, and cast a ray of golden sunlight with great stinginess, which was not biased or oblique, and hit the person in the middle of the altar; I don't know if it was because of the rain just now, there was a rainbow above the golden light, which was quite a kind of holy light, which was very magical.