Brother, this showman

Three bachelors plus a bachelor beast gathered to discuss the matter of marriage. They were all laymen and didn't say a fart for a long time.

In the end, they yawned continuously and went back to sleep.

Seven days passed like quicksand held in the palm of his hand, and Ye Wenqing went to the Guo Mansion again, honestly going to be his bride.

This time she was dressed in white, with a white gauze covering her head. If she had to say something festive, it was a pink garland wrapped around her wrist, and the pink was not very obvious.

Xu Sheng rushed over early and sat at the head with a blank expression.

A pair of red lacquered coffins stood in the center of the hall, and the government servants hanging on both sides lowered their eyebrows and narrowed their eyes.

There was no sound in the hall, and the atmosphere was very strange.

A young man outside came to report that the wedding party had arrived.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Lianchen walked in with steady steps.

"The bridegroom is here." Xu Sheng got up and joked, "Miss Guo is probably still doing her makeup. Today is a big day, so I can't miss the auspicious time."

"I think my wife is talking to her again, Caomin will send someone to remind her." Guo Fugui swallowed nervously.

"Master Xu, Yue Zhang." Feng Lianchen stopped and cupped his hands towards the two.

As soon as the words fell, there was a gentle and clear voice: "The bride is here!"

Ye Wenqing walked out with Wang's support.

Through the white gauze, you can clearly see the coffin placed in the center. Even if you have heard about it, you have made plans in your heart, but at first sight, it is still a bit creepy.

The official media stood beside Xu Sheng and cleared his throat: "Please bid farewell to the bride and mother, and live happily ever after."

Ye Wenqing bowed deeply to the Guo family couple.

"The bride pays homage to the county magistrate, and her life will last forever."

Ye Wenqing turned around and bowed to Xu Sheng again.

"Happy husband and wife."

Husband and wife say goodbye?Ye Wenqing frowned, shouldn't this be a visit to the man's house?

As soon as the thought came to him, Ye Wenqing would feel overwhelmed.

Mrs. Wang seems to have said it just now.

The women in this town were not able to safely go to the man's house when they got married, and Li Zhong didn't know where to belong in the future.So I performed the salutation at the woman's house in advance, which is more clear.

Ye Wenqing suddenly felt a warmth in his palms, and itching.

This kid is actually scratching his hand!Ye Wenqing held Feng Lianchen's nonsense hand instead.

"Senior brother, it's time for husband and wife to pay their respects." Feng Lianchen whispered.

Ye Wenqing ignored him and bowed his head according to the voice of the official media.

"Senior brother, all the three books and six rituals are complete." Feng Lianchen continued talking non-stop.

Ye Wenqing smiled, but didn't reply, but was full of emotion in his heart, this little bastard was too into the drama.

"I'll make up the rest later." Feng Lianchen secretly grasped Ye Wenqing's hand, muttering silently.

"Li Cheng!" The excited voice of the official media sounded, "Miss, please enter the coffin."

Ye Wenqing could imagine the look of the official media at the moment without looking, but the words on the smiling face made the scalp tingle.

"Wan'er." Afraid of Ye Wenqing's revealing, Wang stood up quickly when the official media wanted to help Ye Wenqing, and walked to his side.

The official media looked at Wang suspiciously, retracted his hands that were frozen in the air, and then smiled: "Then Mrs. Guo will send the young lady into the coffin."

Wang's heart was up and down, but on the surface, he pretended to be calm and thanked the official media.

"Wan'er, come on, slow down." Rather than saying that it was Wang who supported Ye Wenqing, it was better to say that Ye Wenqing supported her.

Ye Wenqing could feel Wang's deep fear through his sleeves.

Ye Wenqing covered the back of Wang's cold hand, her eyes darkened, and the words of comfort were wrapped around her lips.

Wang's fear was not for herself, nor for this wedding that was concealed from the sky, but for herself!

Ye Wenqing looked down at Mrs. Wang. Although she was crying, her eyes were not red.A few days ago, he would wipe the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, but today he did nothing.The powder on her cheeks was much thicker than before, even on her wrists, and her eyes were pale.

Ye Wenqing had a faint guess in his heart, that is, Wang may find that he is different from others, or more precisely, that he finds that he is dead.

When the chess pieces of the Selfless Realm have cognitive status, it means that the people who cast the spell behind the scenes have begun to absorb the grievances from these chess pieces.

The situation is quietly changing again.

Ye Wenqing took a deep breath, stepped into the coffin and found a comfortable position to lie down on.

The coffin lid was quickly closed.

Ye Wenqing pulled off the white scarf, raised his hand and lightly touched the wooden board beside him, the wooden board beside him instantly seemed to be empty, and he could clearly perceive the scene and sound outside.

Feng Lianchen quickly bid farewell to Guo Fugui and his wife, and waved for the servants outside to come in and carry the coffin.

These people can't do it.

When Ye Wenqing was lifted up, there was only this thought in his mind, he was not stable at all, and he was shaking violently.

The welcoming team also wore plain clothes, and there were two rows of paper figurines with their faces tied in front, and only the paper figurines were festive, with red faces.

Song Jihua put on a little disguise, stood in the most inconspicuous position, with a white banner on his shoulder, and scattered paper money on the side of the road from time to time.

Suddenly the drum sounded, and the next moment the suona sounded earth-shattering and came out on top.

Ye Wenqing: "..."

It really felt like I was just being sent away.

The street was empty, no one was seen, the doors and windows of every house were closed, and the broom was standing upside down at the door.

The suona player stopped and began to sing:

"New bride, marrying the bride, the bride paints red makeup on the mirror.

Pay respects to parents, look for husband, and hang a red coffin in the high hall.

Don't cry for father, don't cry for mother, the daughter has tears in her eyes.

The cause of the past life, the fruit of this life, the busy paper spreading on both sides of the road.

Shaking to the east and west, Jiao'e was flustered.

Don't laugh, don't make trouble, just cross the bridge of Naihe with your eyes closed. "

Ye Wenqing hastily covered his ears, this motherfucker is wearing a mourning number?

"If it's good, Sun Mantang; if it's not good, I'll see the King of Hades with one kick.

The newlyweds are miserable, and they may not return to the west today.

Marry the bride, cry and chirp, withdraw from the high hall and sing the first seven. "

After the man sang, he won the praise of the people nearby, smiled and said a few words modestly, and then played the suona again.

According to regulations, the team had to go around the Goddess Temple before going to the husband's house.

But when the team moved forward to the East Street, the majestic Goddess Temple disappeared, and the sound of the suona stopped abruptly.

With a plop, the coffin fell to the ground weightlessly, and Ye Wenqing's head hit the wooden board, making a dull sound.

Ye Wenqing covered his head and pushed open the coffin lid with one hand, but he couldn't.

Obviously not sealed.

Ye Wenqing looked at the coffin lid above his head in doubt, and tried to push it away with both hands on top of his head, but the coffin lid remained motionless.

Ye Wenqing summoned Qingshuang, pressed his sword against the coffin lid, and turned his wrist.

The sword edge rubbed against the wooden board and sparks were emitted, but there was still no change on the coffin lid except for a scratch.

"The damn coffin boards are so good!" Ye Wenqing cursed in a low voice, "It's impossible to cheat a corpse."

The air in the coffin became thinner and thinner. Ye Wenqing retracted Qingshuang, panting heavily, physically and mentally exhausted. He was being calculated again.

Which chai dunzi ate too much cinnabar and made trouble behind it.

Presumably, this coffin was planted with some weird formation outside.

"Stupid bird." Ye Wenqing snapped his fingers.

There was silence in the coffin.

"Stupid bird." Ye Wenqing called out again.

Still quiet.

"If you don't come out again, I will hand you over to my junior brother." Ye Wenqing said, "I will pull out your hair and tie your feet, and then I will take you to see the beast clan, and ask for a marriage along the way."

"Beast!" A sharp curse sounded, echoing in the narrow coffin, "You are shameless, so you can't save face for me?"

"I thought you liked that." Ye Wenqing clicked his tongue, "How exciting, don't you like it?"

"You like to run around naked by yourself!" Chiyu Huofeng roared, "This seat is an ancient beast! This seat has majesty! You!"

The following words turned into a ball of flames, burning a hole through the wooden board on Ye Wenqing's left hand.

"You shameless old bastard! You, you, you stabbed me in the stomach!" Akabane Huofeng jumped to the corner, looking at Ye Wenqing mournfully.

"Aren't you male?" Ye Wenqing blinked, "It's not female, what are you shouting about?"

"Besides, your fire is hidden in your stomach. Why don't you poke your stomach? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Hurry up and burn this coffin board for me."

"Where will you sleep after burning this coffin?" Akabane Huofeng asked.

"I don't want to sleep here yet." Ye Wenqing said, "If I sleep here in the future and you burn my coffin boards, I'll be a ghost to pluck your hair."

"Hurry up! My junior brother is gone." Ye Wenqing raised his foot and kicked Chiyu Huofeng.

Chiyu Huofeng glared at Ye Wenqing, then reluctantly opened her mouth to breathe out flames.

After a while, the talisman seals tied to the coffin lid suddenly disappeared, the wood board was burnt through, and the smell of burning penetrated into the tip of the nose along the wind.

The red feather fire phoenix quickly flapped its wings and flew out, it urgently needs to be blown by the wind.

Ye Wenqing picked up Qingshuang and poked out the incomplete coffin lid, then sat up, looked around, eyes filled with astonishment.

Looking around, there is devastation and rubble everywhere.

At this time, he was in a deep mountain, with dead bodies scattered all over the field, and blood flowing into the soil.

The surrounding trees were also scarred and crumbling, silently complaining about the brutality of the previous battle.

This is not Qingshui Town!

After Ye Wenqing walked for a while, the scene in front of him became more and more familiar.

A roar of a tiger brought back Ye Wenqing's thoughts.

Ye Wenqing's heart skipped a beat, this is where he died in his previous life!

At that time, he took Feng Lianchen to practice around, and happened to meet a fierce beast that escaped from the Linglong Tower in a barren mountain.In addition to them, there are also some sect disciples who are also besieged and suppressed the beast, and finally lost to the enemy and died.

Feng Lianchen was injured in the arm by the tiger, so he pulled Feng Lianchen to hide behind a tree trunk.

Just trying to help him deal with the wound, he was stabbed to death by his sword.

Ye Wenqing unconsciously clutched his abdomen and sighed. He never understood why Feng Lianchen would stab himself at that time, and he would not have dragged him into hiding if he had known.

Ye Wenqing took a step forward, looked around for a while, and finally landed on a big tree that had been stripped of nearly half of its bark. After a moment of silence, he still walked over.

It is really strange that the self in this life can meet the place where he died in the previous life.

"Junior brother, hurry up, stop fighting, give me your hand!" An extremely familiar voice sounded from the front.

Ye Wenqing's eyes widened suddenly, and he dodged behind the tree trunk, clearly seeing himself dragging Feng Lianchen staggering towards him.