Ghosts are ghosts after all.Although the entire Fugao Village was dragged into the pond by the power of Jirentan, this ghost village can be called a house, and the life of the ghost villagers is usually step-by-step, and they are doing a series of things to maintain the operation of the village and Jirentan. .

But from the fact that they continue to hold offering ceremonies, one of the things that scares the villagers the most is "delaying the ceremony"——

Most of them are no different from ordinary ghosts wandering outside. They are simple-minded and only do fixed things over and over again. They are quite stubborn about this "circle" and fall into their own closed-loop thinking.

I heard that the team to pick up the bride was delayed for a while in the wasteland?

Of course, it was because the few people who were going to be bearers today were not doing their job well.

I heard there was a lot of noise at Muratou Kiya when they were dressing up as a bride, and it took longer than usual to make up and change clothes today?

Of course, today's bridesmaids are not decent enough to do things. I think the "bride" this time is still a hot tempered person. I need to show "her" a little more color later, so that "she" can obediently finish the ceremony without disturbing her. I got married tonight.

Those who can wait peacefully in the clan ancestral hall without having to work hard are basically the stewards and elders in the village.

This group of old ghosts are used to maintaining their identities and are best at putting on airs. Even taking the initiative to inquire about a piece of news feels that it is against their dignity.

It was all of them with old faces, still waiting in the front hall for the delayed team to enter the door to plead guilty.

He didn't even realize that behind him, the tablets of the whole family had been found out.

I can't even realize that the reason why the "bride" in front is slow is that the sky outside the ancestral hall has changed, and today's "bride" can't be provoked by anyone.

"The bride arrives—"

The bearer's voice resounded through the dormitory at the back, reminding Sheng Xun and his party of Xiaoqiu's arrival.

In the hall ahead, the elders of the sect who were originally sitting in the grand teacher's chair slapped the table and stood up, and the grimaces suddenly changed. The tongue of the one closest to the door reached his chin, like a wrinkled pug, with a long tongue dragging on a big white face Just started barking.

"You guys are so bold!!"

The pug elder general sprayed furiously at the door, his face was terrifying, and his skinny hand looked like a black-bone chicken paw, pointing straight at the door.

He wanted to attack the bearers and bridesmaids who were particularly inappropriate in their handling of affairs today.

But the first touch of red that catches the eye is not Xi Niang's red dress, nor is it the paper-tied red flowers on the bearers.

It's hi clothes.

"Who?" The voice of the man in wedding clothes was cold. He stood in front of the threshold of the hall, without any vitality on his body.

"Who is bold?" He asked again with a cold voice.

Elder Pug seemed to be shocked by the arrogance and appearance of the visitor.

Because this person was indeed wearing the customary bridal gown, but he had removed all the gold, silver and jade ornaments.

Under the clean short black hair of the other party is an equally clean and cold face, the red hijab is gone, and the concentric knot that should be held in the hands of the bride is also...

There was barely a piece of red silk left in his hand.

The knot was stuck in the neck of the bearer who had just announced.

- Isn't that bold enough? ? !

The elders in charge in the hall were all shocked.

Their thinking is more conservative and traditional than ordinary villagers.

The visitor did not follow the rules at all, but showed his face when he arrived at the entrance of the Xitang, his attire was defective, and he did not wear a red hijab without a crested hairpin.

How dare you choke at the elder!

It's lawless, and they don't care about their clan at all!

The old ghosts who put the etiquette of the clan above all else went crazy.

"Wear my Sun family's happy clothes but don't abide by my Sun family's rules!" The elder sitting in a high position in the hall scolded, "You are really disrespectful and shameless!"

Xiaoqiu had no patience to listen to the nonsense of other ghosts.

He stood at the door and stopped for a few seconds without moving. He just happened to be receiving the news from the two dolls inside, and heard them report that Sheng Xun was inside and everything was fine.

Unexpectedly, during the brief period of accepting the news, he was forced to listen to two sentences of angry reprimand from the old ghost from the deep mountain, and he was still preaching arrogantly.

Xiaoqiu raised her eyes expressionlessly, and her eyes were darker than when she asked "who is bold".

He's actually in a bad state.

When she put on a wedding dress at Xiwu, Xiaoqiu still felt a little bit of joy for no reason, and would laugh in the mirror.

But on the way to the ancestral hall, the closer he was to this place, the more restless he felt in his heart, and an indescribable disgust would spontaneously arise.

At first, Xiaoqiu suspected that he was affected by resentment, after all, he was "recharging" himself with the pool of resentment, and he was still wearing a wedding dress.

This wedding dress has been passed down from generation to generation, and like the coffin lid, it is attached to the resentment power of countless brides who died unjustly, so it is normal to touch the emotions of the wearer to some extent.

But the moment Xiaoqiu really stepped through the main entrance of the ancestral hall, she was sure—no, not right.

He is emotionally abnormal, not influenced by external objects.

He was just bored with the place "ancestral hall" from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if, in his vague memory, "Xifu" was something to be happy about, while "ancestral hall" was a downright disgusting thing.

So much so that as soon as he stood in front of the door of this strange ancestral hall, he felt a little like tearing it down.

...Especially here is still "full of high halls", there are several old ghosts trying to overwhelm him with politeness, thinking that a few words of "no rules and no rules" will make people give in obediently, and then Obediently obey the arrangement.

This scene also gave Xiaoqiu a sense of familiarity.

The moment he just stood at the door, he was in a trance for a moment, and he always felt that he had faced such a situation before at some point.

However, those people dare not shout "bold" to him.

They should have said something else.

He recalled it for a while, but couldn't remember more, and the confusion disappeared in a flash.

Only boredom remains.

"It's noisy."

The elder Sun's family in the hall continued to preach, thinking that his courage had frightened the young kid.

He kept babbling, but suddenly heard the other party say such a sentence.

"What did you say?!" The conscious and offended elder raised his eyebrows.

The person in the wedding dress in front of the threshold ignored him.

The man only slowly raised his legs, as if he was going to step over the threshold into the hall.

But under the watchful eyes of all the ghosts of the Sun family, he directly stepped on the threshold.

"You—" the "pug" near the door spoke again, sternly.

Xiaoqiu didn't turn his head back, the wood-concrete brick building materials were as fragile as a thin board under his feet, and soon fell apart.

He entered the hall with his remnant body on the threshold, trampling on the soles of his feet the Sun family's respected etiquette.

Angry ghosts rushed towards him on both sides, and finally thought of stopping him as an uninvited guest.

There is still a piece of silk left in the concentric knot in Xiaoqiu's hand. As soon as he loosened his hand, the end of that piece of silk wrapped around the opponent's neck in a second.

The ghost caught by the neck flew upside down and hit the rear wall, right in the middle of the Sun family plaque hanging high in the hall.

The plaque collapsed crookedly, and then a wall followed in the footsteps of the threshold, and was smashed like a piece of tofu in front of the ghosts of the Sun family on the spot.

The entire ancestral hall roared.

"... Presumptuous! You are presumptuous!!"

The "Great Elder" who dodged the broken wall in embarrassment took a long time before he uttered a rage. His blue-faced fangs, silky claws and fingers were doubled, and he grabbed the "bride" in the wedding dress face to face. ——

Whoosh.

It was a short wind.

Under the background sound of the ancestral hall being forcibly demolished, this sound can be called inaudible.

"..." But the grand elder of the Sun family suddenly stopped speaking, and his hand stopped several steps away from the "bride".

A long nail pierced his hand firmly, and a long rope was attached to the end, and the rope extended to the rear bedroom where the wall was broken.

"Since you are so self-confident, please try your best to be like an elder, a bit like an elder."

Someone in the dormitory said so, and the end of the long rope was tightened in that person's hand.

Under a cloud of flying dust, maybe it was an illusion brought about by the dust, but the rope still seemed to glow slightly with a golden light.

The man's voice is very gentle, very different from the "bride" who is born with a cold voice. If you don't look at his behavior, you will even feel that he is advising you peacefully.

But the face of the great elder was distorted.

The spikes were firmly fastened, and the rope did not relax in the man's hand.

The man came out from the dormitory at the back, releasing the vitality that belongs to a stranger into the room full of ghosts, his hands were not slow, and he was winding the rope that was surplus as the distance shortened around him. under the palm.

"Trouble elder." Sheng Xun said flatly, "Don't touch other people's brides casually."

His eyes passed over the ghost with his hands raised, and fell on Xiao Qiu who was wearing a wedding dress.

Xiaoqiu usually wears cool-toned clothes. When he met Sheng Xun on the first day, he was still wearing the white clothes and black trousers in the "Haunted Mansion". He really looked like a young student with a kind of Old school clean cold prime.

Later, when I lived with Sheng Xun in the same room, Sheng Xun seemed to be unable to stop buying things for the dolls. Of course, he also added a lot of exclusive items to Xiaoqiu—including a bunch of things that Xiaoqiu thought he didn’t need, but Sheng Xun thought he could use new clothes.

Those clothes fit Xiaoqiu's cold temperament, and the colors are mainly black, white, blue and gray. Sheng Xun thinks that this color should be liked by the other party, and it is also suitable.

But today, he suddenly felt that the thick and colorful colors are also very suitable for the other party.

The wedding dress was bright red and looked like a fire at night.

The red background makes black hair and white skin more eye-catching.

The overly bright colors seemed to brighten her complexion, so that Xiao Qiu's face was no longer completely pale under the plain color, as if there was a faint extra two points of blood stolen from the clothes, and it had color.

"Strange?" Xiao Qiu didn't know how long Sheng Xun had been looking at her, and there was no tool nearby that could be used to time it.

However, he felt as if he had been watched for a long time, so long that he felt a little hesitant at Sheng Xun's silence.

So he asked aloud.

"Not surprising." Sheng Xun finally spoke and answered him.

Sheng Xun looked like he just came back to his senses. As he spoke, he suddenly tightened the long rope in his hand, and the folded part of the rope hung down from his wrist quickly. A grimace approached in the stab, and hit the other side's door.

The ghost screamed in pain, and was forced to take back the hand that was going to save his elders, but only halfway through, his wrist tightened, and the long rope was gathered into a noose, which moved like a long snake, firmly tightening his wrist. Buckle up.

Pulling and pulling again, the ghost who was trying to sneak attack rolled to stand side by side with their elders.

It is a really rare "ghost rope skewers".

Sheng Xun tied up the two ghosts on a rope, and then he looked at Xiaoqiu again, and continued what he had just said.

"It's beautiful." He smiled at Xiaoqiu in the strange background constructed by the two ghosts.

All around is chaos.

When Xiaoqiu was seen wandering around by Sheng Xun, his mind was confused, and the confusion was directly reflected in his strength, that is, his demolition business became chaotic, and he didn't know where the tail of power would sweep. , the attack is completely random.

The Great Elder is one of the few people in this chaos who can withstand Xiao Qiu's force and rush to the front.

It was obviously useless to just rush forward, he didn't even touch Xiaoqiu's clothes, and the spikes that flew out from behind pierced his hands precisely.

No matter what, he is a 60-year old ghost, who has a basic understanding of the body composition of ghosts. After the initial pain and surprise, he thought of breaking free from the spikes, and redoubled his revenge on this foreigner who dared to despise his grandson's family etiquette.

But the nail couldn't break free.

It seems that the long nails are not nailed into the body with condensed strength, but directly into the soul,

"What are you waiting for?!" The Great Elder suddenly raised his voice and said, he turned his face to look at Sheng Xun, his ghostly face was full of sullenness, as if real resentment was about to pierce out from his sunken eye sockets.

He can't deal with a ghost whose strength is obviously higher than that of the villagers, but where is it?This is a ghost village full of ghosts and miasma!

Can't move the ghost who is blessed here, can't all the people go together, can't move a person who is obviously still alive?

"Don't worry about this ghost who disturbed the ceremony!" The Great Elder yelled, "All focus on this person, this person is still alive, he can be corroded by ghost energy, can't you smell the anger in him?!"

The family consciousness of the Sun family has been passed down from generation to generation, and each generation's concept of superiority and inferiority is engraved in their bones.

When the whole village becomes a ghost village, the villagers become village ghosts.

The orders from the great elders have irreversible power, and they are the instructions issued by the "leader" in the group to all the sheep.

Outside the house, bearers, bridesmaids, and ordinary villagers who were trying to avoid Xiaoqiu's force before, changed their faces one after another.

They took off the barely visible human skins one by one, showing a ghostly look, they all turned their heads to look closely at Sheng Xun, and approached the only living person in the hall.

"Looking for death." The aura around Xiao Qiu's body became sharper, and he really started to feel angry at this moment, his face was also gloomy and frightening, and there were traces of red marks at the end of his eyes where there were spider web cracks.

One hand covered his mottled eye.

It's Sheng Xun.

There is probably only one Sheng Xun who dares to directly attack the ghost when the big ghost is in a rage.

He stroked Xiaoqiu's eyes, and snorted Gui's hair as he withdrew his hands.

"Try it." He smiled and said to a room of ghosts.

The author has something to say: Sheng Xun: Sorry, my biggest weapon is myself.

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