When Chen Xinshen woke up, the lights were all around. Nuluo's house was full of red lanterns and the big word "Xi", and he was still wearing bright red clothes, which made him a little confused.

"Huh, are you awake, come with me. But it was Nu Luo who pushed the door in, looking excited, and wearing a big red couple outfit that matched Chen Xinyan.

Isn't it, Nu Luo just said that she wants to find a scholar to be with, is she going to get married so soon? And what's going on with her body, won't Nu Luo fall in love with herself?

Chen Xinyan followed Nu Luo in a daze to find Ye Zhenzhen and Mu Songbai only to know that this was the wedding of Wang Ximeng and Xie Lingyu, and the only person Wang Ximeng present who had a little to do with it was Chen Xinyan, so he became the best man, and Nu Luo was the woman's person, and she was Xie Lingyu's bridesmaid. Everything is as simple as it gets.

After listening to Mu Songbai tell him the story after he fell into a coma, Chen Xinyan was also embarrassed at this time.

"Senior Xi Meng just recovered his memory like this?" Chen Xinyan felt that this spell to seal the memory was too easy to recover.

"Of course not. In fact, when I was possessing you, I found that the sad little arrow you cultivated was a little different from the arrow technique I left in the Confucian sect. Your sad little arrow has one more way to run than the arrow trick I left behind, and when I tried to run this method, I realized that this is the key to unlocking the seal of my memory. ”

A gentle voice came from a distance, and a person approached him, it was Wang Ximeng, who was wearing a bright red groom's dress.

"Such a coincidence, should it be ......," Chen Xinyan asked.

Before, Chen Xinyan thought that he had seen through the tentative intentions of the gatekeepers of the Three Sects, but the gatekeepers of the Three Sects who had not arrived first would stumble on him because of some small disputes. In fact, the reward given to him at that time was precisely because it was publicized that the exercises of the Demon Dao Demon were not suitable for any disciple of the Three Sects, and the appearance of Chen Xinyan just met this condition. is not a person in the three sects, but he is an sleepless person, so he has the following arrangement for the Shennongjia assessment.

"Everything seems to be a coincidence, but it is human. I think that even if I didn't get the guidance of the three-headed toad snake, I would have attracted my seniors to see me because of Xi's sad little arrow, and as long as I met Ximeng's seniors, Sister Lingyu in the ghost market would entrust Nuluo to invite us into the ghost market to talk about Ximeng's seniors. At this time, Xi Meng's seniors, who were different from the sad little arrows, would also try to run the extra method to unlock the seal of memory. One ring after another, interlocking, this is the reason why the three sects passed on my sad little arrow at the beginning. Chen Xinyan sighed secretly, he was still too tender compared to these old foxes.

"Yes, there is no accident in the world, it is just the inevitability of wearing makeup and masks. Wang Ximeng sighed and said, "After thinking about it, the people from the Confucian Sect should also come, come out." ”

"The seniors really have good eyesight. ”

Among the mountain spirits and ghosts watching around, a turtle spirit suddenly walked out, who was the stall owner who had sold the sword scabbard to Ye Zhenzhen and the sword spike to Mu Songbai. As the turtle spirit walked slowly, his body shape gradually changed, and his originally somewhat rickety and short body gradually lengthened, gradually turning into the appearance of an old man in a Confucian shirt.

Ye Jingxing, a Confucian gatekeeper, Ye Zhenzhen's grandfather.

"Grandpa?" Ye Zhenzhen said in surprise.

Ye Jingxing nodded, then bowed to Wang Ximeng, and said: "Ye Jingxing, the contemporary gatekeeper of Confucianism, visited his predecessors, and there was no malice in coming this time, but he just asked his seniors for help in important matters. Since the cultivation of the predecessors has transcended the realm of saints, they must have discovered the truth. ”

Wang Ximeng nodded, pointed to the sky, and said, "It's not suitable to talk here." Although you are younger than me in age and seniority, since you are the contemporary gatekeeper of Confucianism, you are also qualified to be my officiant. ”

"That's very good. Ye Jingxing said respectfully.

Wang Ximeng nodded and turned to leave. After seeing him leave, Ye Jingxing winked at Chen Xinyan with a smile and said, "Little friend, we meet again." ”

"Hey, thanks to your love, I've been kept in the dark, and I've been played around by you, but I still think that I have seen through your intentions, and I take it for granted. Chen Xinshen felt that he had to recharge his IQ.

"No, no, no, you can reflect our intentions so quickly, you are a rare talent, what you lack is only some life experience and experience. Of course, compared to the talented old man, you are still a little worse hahaha. Ye Jingxing said and praised himself.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at her grandfather's face, she really couldn't stand it, and said softly: "Grandpa, stabilize the point, the boss is not small, don't bully the embers." If I'm not mistaken, he is a disciple of Chen Tuan Ancestor, and his rank is higher than yours. ”

"What's wrong with the disciple of Chen Tuan Ancestor?!Chen Tuan Ancestor is a member of the Daomen, that is the generation of the Daomen, and what is the relationship with my Confucianism!" Ye Jingxing immediately blew his beard and glared when he heard this, and then reacted, "No, granddaughter, how can you help this kid speak, not help your grandfather speak." ”

"I'm just being fair. Ye Zhenzhen replied expressionlessly.

The big wedding was held as scheduled under the suspicion of Ye Jingxing, although the people present were not the relatives and friends of Wang Ximeng and Xie Lingyu, but for the two of them, it was enough to be successful. And Wang Ximeng's dowry is the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, this is their original agreement, and it is very suitable to use it as a dowry.

As Wang Ximeng crossed his spiritual power into this thousand-mile map of rivers and mountains, this peerless picture scroll that was more than ten meters long and half a meter high slowly unfolded in the air. The vast rivers and undulating mountains constitute a wonderful landscape map of the south of the Yangtze River, and the still scenes such as fishing villages and wild markets, water pavilions, thatched hermitage grass houses, and water mill long bridges are interspersed with dynamic scenes such as fishing, boating, playing, and catching up with the market, and the combination of movement and stillness is just right.

Under the injection of spiritual power, everything in the painting comes to life, and the real place of the wedding is in this picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, which is a magic weapon in the world, and there is a universe in it.

In the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the emcee is Mu Songbai, who is excited and playful

"Worship heaven and earth~"

Wang Ximeng and Xie Lingyu bowed to the outside world.

"Erbai High Hall~"

The white-haired scholar and the female ghost in the wedding dress bowed to Ye Jingxing.

"Husband and wife worship each other~"

The little boy and the little pomegranate bowed to each other.

"Send it to the cave room~"

Wang Ximeng took Xie Lingyu's hand and walked into the new house with her. There was a table in the room with two small glasses of wine on the table.

"Little Pomegranate, it's time for a glass of wine. ”

"Hmm. ”

Wang Ximeng and Xie Lingyu each drank half a cup, and then exchanged drinks together.

The wine in the cup was exhausted, and Xie Lingyu's figure began to slowly dissipate. After a person dies, the obsession is too deep to become a ghost, but when the ghost lets go of the obsession in his heart, it is also the day of dissipation. Little Pomegranate's obsession was to wait for the boy to bring her a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, waiting for him to marry her, for which she stayed in the world for nine hundred years.

"Little pomegranate, whether it is the first, tenth, hundred, thousand, I will find you. At that time, we must be together, one life is not enough, ten lifetimes, ten lifetimes are not enough, life after life. ”

"I'll wait for you. ”

In the cave room, the bridegroom was drunk and muttering to himself. In his hand, there was a glass ball, which was the first gift that the little girl gave him that year.

Inside, there are endless good memories.