Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Qiu Sheng pulled Wen Cai's head into the carriage, and joked, "Wen Cai, what the hell are you playing! You want to fool people again?!"

Wen Cai stared at the two big eyeballs, his face was pale, and he kept pointing out of the carriage with trembling fingers.

It seemed that he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

Qiu Sheng didn't believe in evil, he pulled up the curtain with a clatter, poked his head out and looked outside.

Cao!
Seeing that something was wrong, Han Feng and Uncle Jiu hurriedly looked outside.

The moment they poked their heads out to check, the driver who was driving the car suddenly turned around for some reason.

Go in the other direction.

Han Feng lifted the curtain, and his eyes became dull for a moment.

A gust of cloudy air blows.

Han Feng suddenly became excited, and there were two groups of people carrying sedan chairs in the barren forest in front of him.

From the east and west directions, on one side is the sedan chair for red errands. The bride in the sedan chair lifts up the curtain very seductively, and smiles ghostly at them.

The face of the person who carried the sedan chair was whiter than paper.

With a creepy smile, while lifting the sedan chair, she threw flower petals into the air.

The other side is obviously doing nonsense.

The person who carried the sedan chair also had a bloodless grimace, dressed in white filial piety clothes, and while lifting the coffin, he threw ghost money into the air.

Qiu Sheng's eyes were blurred, and he muttered, "Why did red things and white things collide? What a beautiful bride, hehe..."

Qiu Sheng seemed to be possessed by a demon, he didn't know what nonsense he was talking about.

The coachman drove the carriage straight to the mourning procession, crying loudly while driving the carriage, "Father! Why are you willing to leave your son and leave first! Father, my son misses you!"

The coachman wept bitterly, not knowing what he was doing.

Both Qiusheng and Han Feng's eyes were on the beautiful ghost bride.

The bride on the sedan chair seemed to have a pair of ecstatic eyes.

Qiu Sheng didn't know it, and his saliva flowed down.

Han Feng stared straight at the other party.

Such a coquettish look!

Uncle Jiu watched as the people in the carriage lost control.

My heart couldn't help becoming nervous, "Qiu Sheng, A Feng! Wake up! You guys wake up! This is a Gu, you have been infected by a Gu!"

"Brother coachman, brother coachman, stop howling, that's not your father!"

Uncle Jiu tried to wake up these bewitched people.

Turning around, he found that Wen Cai on the carriage had jumped out of the carriage at some point and was running towards the ghost bride's sedan chair.

Han Feng's eyes were blurred, and when he looked at the ghost bride, he felt that the distance between himself and the ghost bride was getting closer.

The willow-leaf eyebrows, the charming red lips, and the charming eyes make people want to stop at a glance.

Han Feng felt that his body had already flown up, floating in the air, getting closer and closer to the beautiful woman in the sedan chair, as if he could touch her delicate face with his hand.

Just when he was about to touch it, Han Feng heard Uncle Jiu's cry.

"Wake up! Afeng, Qiusheng! Wake up!"

"Afeng, come, come to me..."

"Afeng! Wake up! Don't be a monster!"

"Afeng, come on, hehe...you are so handsome, I like you..."

Han Feng's ears were filled with the voices of Uncle Jiu and the female ghost.

Seeing that she was about to touch Han Feng, the female ghost excitedly waved the silk scarf in her hand and kept calling to Han Feng.

The voice was melodious and pleasant, with an embarrassing shyness.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Han Feng's cultivation at the fifth stage of Kaiyuan withdrew his confused will.

A Jiling came back to his senses, and only then did he see the scene in front of him clearly.

Uncle Jiu was riding on a tree and was casting a spell, but the scene was already in chaos.

When Han Feng turned his head, he saw that Qiu Sheng was already dancing in the air with his arms around the female ghost, his face was full of happiness.

Wen Cai hugged the ghost bride's sedan chair, knelt down and licked it.

The coachman lay on the coffin and wept loudly.

Holy crap!

Han Feng rushed to Uncle Jiu, "Master, what is this?"

"This is a red and white pair of evil spirits! Ah Feng, quickly take out the black donkey's hooves from my bag, wake up Wen Caiqiusheng's coachman and the others, and pull them back for me!"

"If this continues, the lights on their shoulders will go out!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu mentioned the red and white double evil spirits, Han Feng immediately understood a thing or two.

Before Han Feng, he had heard a little bit before, the red and white double evil spirits, the collision of the two is very scary, the so-called Hongxi is married and meets the unfortunate ghost, it is a kind of formation, but it is forbidden by Maoshan. A kind of technique.

Once caught in this formation, there is only one dead end.

Regardless of whether the life span is up or not, the King of Hades dare not accept it!
The ghost bride in Hongsha died when she got married. She has a deep resentment, and she is a fierce ghost with a lot of resentment.

Being entangled by such a ghost, he would not survive the night.

Han Feng ran briskly to the carriage, and took out a black donkey's hoof from Uncle Jiu's bundle.

Follow Qiusheng and throw it away.

Qiu Sheng was hit by the black donkey's hoof. One second, he was still immersed in the gentleness, but the next second his feet were empty, and he fell directly. The pain of the fall stimulated him to wake up in an instant.

"Why am I sitting on the ground?" Qiu Sheng frowned slightly as he rubbed his sore buttocks, with a dazed look on his face.

"Qiu Sheng, we are caught in a red and white double evil formation, don't be dazed, go and wake up Wen Cai, I'll save the coachman!"

Only then did Qiu Sheng come to his senses, seeing that the two red and white teams were about to collide, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, jumped up and went straight to Wen Cai.

Ninth Uncle's magic power in the Vientiane Realm was desperately preventing the two teams from colliding.

Once the red and white evil spirits meet, it will be very difficult for them to get out of the formation.

The beautiful bride in a red bridal gown saw Qiu Sheng running away, turned around and went to find Wen Cai.

"Son..."

The ghost bride patted Wen Cai's shoulder lightly, and Wen Cai's face turned around dully.

The moment Wen Cai's old face turned around, the female ghost was obviously taken aback.

This long face is really long...

It's hard to do!
While the ghost was hesitating, Qiu Sheng grabbed the black donkey's hoof and knocked it on the back of the ghost's head.

"Ah!" The female ghost let out a scream and hid in the sedan chair.

Qiu Sheng hurriedly helped Wen Cai up.

He sighed, "Oh, Wencai, you look so useful, even the female ghosts dare not attack you."

Literary talent and morals are the lowest, and he has not yet woken up from the illusion.

Enraged, the female ghost manipulated the ghost bride's sedan chair and began to attack Qiusheng.

The bride's sedan chair whirled quickly in the air, and Qiu Sheng nimbly hid in the tree.

On the other side, Han Feng knelt in front of the coachman, "Stop howling, this is really not your father!"

"Who are you! Go away, I want to send my father off for the last time!"

In desperation, Han Feng's voice became thinner on purpose, and he squeezed his throat and said, "Son, I am your mother, and I will take care of your father. Now you listen to your mother and go to that Taoist with one eyebrow to ask him for more money. Burn more for mother and your father, do you understand my child?"

This trick really worked.

Anyway, the other party was hit by the red and white double evil psychedelic formation, and he lost his subjective awareness of everything outside.

Sure enough, the coachman obediently ran to the tree where Uncle Jiu was.

After taking a few people away, Han Feng began to use his magic power to help Uncle Jiu.

"Afeng get out of the way!"

I saw Uncle Jiu shouted and pushed his hands forward suddenly. In an instant, a huge energy directly rolled up countless gravels and hit the ghost fiercely.

Even Han Feng was taken aback by Uncle Jiu's battle.

Good guy!
It really deserves to be called Vientiane Realm.

But Li Gui was not bad either, jumping up and pounced on Uncle Jiu.

Was Han Feng just going to help Uncle Jiu? Just then, bang!
With a loud noise, the coffin was torn apart and exploded, and the ghost inside was revived.

I rub!

Didn't they collide together yet, and they were revived so soon? ?