A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Cheng Weiwan cast a drowsiness spell on himself to maintain a state of suspended animation so as not to reveal his secrets.

Early the next morning, fine snowflakes floated in the sky.

The snowflakes are crystal clear, which makes the world ugly and dirty.

It is like this every time, whether it is midsummer or midwinter, as long as it is the day of the wedding, the sky will inevitably snow, and the bride will be picked up in the plain white sky.

This time is no exception.

Early in the morning, two women were brought in blindfolded, and they were not allowed to loosen their blindfolds until the door was closed.

Ling Siyao checked their identities and found that they were just ordinary women. They had been ordered to groom the bride for four or five years.

They didn't discover Cheng Weiwan's blindfold, nor did they discover that the bride had actually changed.

Soon it will be night.

Cheng Weiwan's drowsiness spell failed, and he woke up slowly, only to find that he was in a small enclosed space, swaying up and down, he could feel that he was sitting, and he could also feel that the outside was noisy and noisy. noisy.

There is an immature child's voice singing the lyrics, the voice is immature and simple, like a child playing and laughing.

Cheng Weiwan knew that this was a ghost boy.

Guitong's immature voice added a strange atmosphere to the silent night.

Cheng Weiwan just woke up and his five senses were still a little closed. He listened carefully and finally heard those ghost boys singing.

They sang strange and indistinguishable ballads.

"The snow is floating, the snow is floating, the bride is smiling at me,

The empress arrives, the empress arrives, the pearls, hairpins, gold and emeralds fall down,

One wears gold, the other wears silver, and a red satin jacket,

Uncle, uncle, don't cry, the bride is trying to persuade you to laugh...

People pay homage to each other and respect the high hall. Why is the road so long?

Oh, ma'am, you've lost your head,

Why are you wearing white clothes for today's happy event! "

After hearing this, Cheng Weiwan was completely awake, with chills in his heart and creeps on his spine.

Afterwards, he only felt that the up and down swing angle stopped, and he was laid flat on the ground, horizontally into a coffin.

Ling Siyao urgently reminded him: "Wanwan, someone is coming, close your eyes."

Cheng Weiwan closed his eyes instantly, in the silent space, his hearing was infinitely magnified, he could hear someone coming, deliberately soft footsteps.

Cheng Weiwan held his breath and didn't dare to move.

The coffin lid was opened, a ray of dim light came in, and Cheng Weiwan felt a shadow encircling him.

Cheng Weiwan was actually very nervous, worried that he would be found out, his heart rate soared to the extreme, his breathing became rapid, he subconsciously wanted to swallow his saliva, he tried his best to suppress this instinct, but the more he suppressed, the more he wanted to breathe, the more he wanted to swallow...

Fortunately, the black shadow only checked briefly, and did not find that Cheng Weiwan was still breathing. She exerted a force on Cheng Weiwan, and that force was to lift Cheng Weiwan up. Naturally, he descended the donkey along the slope, relaxed his body, followed that force, and stood up successfully.

The black image controls Cheng Weiwan's every move like a puppet, stepping, striding forward, turning, Cheng Weiwan is under her control. In the end, the black shadow finally no longer controls Cheng Weiwan, he He just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a spell pressing directly on his Tianling Gai.

This kind of spell is drawn on paper, which is one of the most common ways of using spells in the world.

For Cheng Weiwan, it was easy to dissolve this spell.

Ling Siyao told him: "Wan Wan, this kind of spell is specially placed on the dead body, it can make the dead body temporarily have the ability to act like a normal person, and it can also keep the body from decaying, break it quickly, or you will be exposed. "

Cheng Weiwan looked inside the talisman, and found that this kind of talisman was very simple, and there was really no need to be on guard.

He calmly summoned a ray of spiritual power, hit the spell, and in a moment so short that it was almost imperceptible, the spell suddenly became invalid.

And gave the black shadow an illusion that the spell had successfully attached to Cheng Weiwan's body.

Soi Ying seemed to be very satisfied with the status quo. After she put the spell on, it was not too late to take care of the progress.

Didn't know there was such a big loophole.

Instead, he began to mobilize a large amount of ghost energy. In an instant, there was a hundred responses. The ghost energy and death energy were like waves wrapped together. The waves surged and flooded the entire space in an instant.

Following the tide of spiritual power, Cheng Weiwan secretly opened her eyes a small slit, lowered her eyes as much as she could, trying to see some clues from the edge of the hijab.

Indeed, he saw that a pair of red embroidered shoes were exposed from time to time on the edge of the hijab.

In an instant he understood that he was in a team.

This team is all the "brides" that the shadow has lain dormant here for so many years, that is to say, these brides have been turned into ghouls by the shadow.

Ling Siyao's voice rang in Cheng Weiwan's ear at the right time: "Wanwan, this thing is that 'Niangniang', but it's a pity that she is covered tightly, I can't see what she is."

The corner of Cheng Weiwan's mouth slightly curled up: "It's okay, there's no rush, I just want to see what she really wants to do."

Meng Xianjue came early, since he arrived at the entrance of Baihu Village, he has not been idle for a whole day. He first figured out what happened in Baihu Village over the years, and then relied on the information Wu Zhong gave him to follow the clues. Found the empress' lair.

At this moment, he cast an invisibility spell on himself, stood at the highest point in the cave with arms crossed, watched coldly the group of ghouls passing by at the bottom, and quietly waited for the moment when the "mother" showed her flaws.

It's a pity that the empress has been lurking here for a hundred years, and even keeping cautious and vigilant has become a habit. An empress in this state is impeccable.

Meng Xianjue even waited for her until she picked up the newest bride, and then saw the bride walking into the long queue.

Suddenly, Meng Xianjue sensed something was wrong.

The newest bride in front of her seemed to be wearing a trick.

Meng Xianjue's face darkened immediately, his heart beat palpitatingly, he summoned his ghost pupils, and broke through the blinding trick almost instantly.

It was just the moment when the blindfold was broken, he felt his heart was instantly grasped by a hand.

It was difficult for him to breathe, and he felt his heart churning.

He saw, under the rigorous and clever cover-up, the strand of silver hair that he was eager to see.

It's late.

Meng Xianjue almost couldn't control himself, he stepped forward, but was suddenly pulled by Wu Zhong.

"Master, think twice."

Today they set up many traps, and racked their brains to make a plan with almost no flaws. What they waited for was the moment when the empress relaxed her vigilance, so as to catch all these ghosts in one go.

If the Lord reveals his position at this time, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Meng Xianjue snapped back to his senses, and retreated the steps he had taken, but his anger was still churning. He tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and fixed his eyes firmly on that thin red figure.

It is alive, it is alive.

Cheng Weiwan was not infected by any dead energy, was in good health, and could laugh and make trouble.

Meng Xianjue stared at Cheng Weiwan closely, and the uneasy mood was always disturbing him. He saw Cheng Weiwan wearing a red wedding dress, his waist was tightly cinched, his silver hair was hanging down, and he was affected by every movement and movement. his mind.

But in the blink of an eye, it was as if someone poured cold water on him.

The so-called yin marriage is a successful match.

At the end of the queue, hundreds of joint burial coffins were placed in a mighty manner.

The ultimate goal of the empress is to let these brides and paper figurine husbands complete the yin marriage contract.

Shady marriages, yin marriages, young girls who are deliberately executed or encounter disasters must have great grievances, and after the yin wedding is completed, these grievances will reach their peak in an instant.

Longing for life, looking forward to the future, not wanting the colorful life to end in such a hasty way, let alone sleeping with a paper man in the same hole after death.

These soaring grievances are the greatest tonic for the empress.

Meng Xianjue clenched his eyes tightly, his mind running at high speed, thinking of ways to break the situation.

His original plan was meticulous without any omissions, but he did not expect that a Cheng Weiwan was mixed into it.

This made all his preparations in vain.

He can no longer let Cheng Weiwan suffer any harm, no matter who the inflictor is, let alone himself.

Ever since he saw Cheng Wewan, he had fixed his eyes on Cheng Wewan, and he couldn't move away no matter what.

He saw with his own eyes that Cheng Weiwan was standing side by side with a paper man standing upright, following the flow, with his head bowed.

Cheng Weiwan is going to pay homage to other people...worship...

Regardless of Meng Xianjue's disregard, he immediately took a step forward.

In front of the two of them, there was an exquisitely carved joint burial coffin.

The voice of Guitong's libretto became clearer and clearer, like a curse, like a nail, poking straight into the mind that was not too late.

Cheng Weiwan once quietly lifted the hijab to take a look at the paper figurine.

After all, the paper doll is just a paper doll, with a red coat and red trousers, a pale face, large swathes of red on the cheeks, but small lips, and a pair of round bean eyes staring straight ahead, looking eerie and weird.

good!ugly!ah!

Cheng Weiwan was so frightened that he immediately put down his hijab, and listened to the libretto with the mentality of not wanting death at home, waiting to pay homage to the paper figurine.

First worship heaven and earth, second worship high hall

In the middle of the libretto, the empress looked at Cheng Weiwan suspiciously.

According to common sense, resentment has already begun to accumulate around these brides when they prayed to heaven and earth, but one pair seems to be not quite right, and there is no resentment at all...

The empress quietly shuttled through the crowd and came towards Cheng Weiwan.

However, at the moment when the libretto was about to be sung to the moment when the husband and wife prayed to each other, Cheng Weiwan was startled by a strong wind blowing towards him.

The hijab was lifted, Cheng Weiwan was stunned in place, staring at the outsider with wide eyes.

Then, he saw Meng Xianjue who seemed to have fallen from the sky.

A big hand with well-defined joints and slender and strong fingers grabbed Cheng Weiwan's wrist so suddenly.

Everything happened quietly, and Meng Xianjue hid his figure very well, except for the sudden wind.

But no one will care about the origin of a wind.

Cheng Weiwan frowned slightly.

But he just saw it.

Meng Xianjue had nothing to hide from him.

Husband and wife worship

The huge pressure came from the spell attached to his body, which came from the control of the empress. Cheng Weiwan was forced to bend his knees. He felt that the body of the person opposite him also became shorter. The two of them put their heads against each other. The newlyweds are lingering.

Cheng Weiwan was shocked, his face turned cold for a moment, he raised his head suddenly, and leaned back his body, resisting the pressure from the spell, but luckily his movements were small and his empress didn't notice.

He pursed his lips tightly and stared at Meng Xianjue coldly. He allowed the resentment in his heart to magnify and ferment, and he also clearly discovered that he would rather enter the bridal chamber with a paper doll than worship with Meng Xianjue!sky!land!

In an instant, the resentment was like a tree that had been given a spell to accelerate its growth, soaring into the sky, unstoppable, and with the power of one person, it far exceeded the total amount of resentment that had accumulated before.

The empress was startled, she stopped immediately, and glanced lightly in Cheng Weiwan's direction. Feeling the thick resentment, she immediately stopped doubting it, and just thought it was the newly dead bride who didn't understand her situation. , too unresponsive.

The empress no longer paid attention to Cheng Weiwan's side, but just checked casually, looking for leaks and vacancies.

In the darkness, Cheng Weiwan's eyes fell into the dim candlelight, but they were extremely bright, but unfortunately, it was filled with chilling cold light.

Cheng Weiwan looked at Meng Xianjue, put his elbow on Meng Xianjue's chest, and stopped Meng Xianjue from approaching any further. Then, he raised his head, opened his mouth, showing the fangs at the corner of his mouth, and paused each word in a hoarse voice: "Let's leave , I, far, some."

The author has something to say: _(:з”∠)_

The Chijin Beast was angry, screamed fiercely, and bit Meng Xianjue's hand to bleed.

Meng Xianjue [put on a ten-meter-thick city wall filter]: Cute.