Demon Lord, he wants to be expelled from his teacher every day

Yin Lizhou looked around and walked to a booth.

A few silhouettes of people made of animal skins were stacked scatteredly on the dilapidated wooden table, like a shadow puppet show that was interrupted in the middle.

Yin Lizhou picked up the silhouette and looked down carefully.

What he held in his hand was a mouse in a wedding gown, with blush on it, shy and timid.Yin Lizhou realized almost immediately that it was "A Mouse Married a Daughter". He lowered his head and picked up the ones below to read, "Turtle and Crane", "Legend of Red Luo"...

Although I can't remember the details, the general content is still familiar.

Dust-stained memories faintly emerged in his mind, and he seemed to have returned to the dark abyss again.

In the faint light, the skinny man made exquisite silhouettes of figures with human skin, his slender fingers dexterously pulled the long string tied to the shadow puppets, and told him all kinds of strange stories with a low smile.

During the movement, the heavy chain on the wrist was pulled, and there were bursts of dull "crack" sounds in the empty surroundings.

"What did you find?" Shan Mingxiu saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, so he also came over.

Only then did Yin Lizhou come to his senses, put down the shadow puppet in his hand, and replied, "It's nothing."

When he put it down, he brushed the rest of the shadow puppet with his hand. Yin Lizhou didn't know what he saw, and suddenly let out a "huh".

He reached out and pulled out a red shadow puppet from the bottom.

Chen Sandao at the side also came over and followed his fingers.

A shadow puppet portrait of a woman attracted their attention.

It was an extremely beautiful woman, her snow-like skin was wrapped in a bright red wedding dress, and on her stunning face, the blooming flowers of the other shore were drawn with a Chinese ink brush. The petals were dense and dense, covering half of her face.

She knelt on the ground with a crying and smiling expression on her face, holding a man in her arms.

The man was dressed in white, with a peaceful face, and his eyes were quietly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Just look carefully, and you will find that the man's wrist was cut open by a sharp blade, and bright red blood continued to flow out of his body.

"Half face to the other side? Isn't this..." Yin Lizhou turned his head and looked at Shan Mingxiu, uttering the name together.

"Listen."

Hearing this, Chen Sandao also came over, looked down at the silhouette, shook the paper fan lightly, and said, "Si Ting? Isn't this Fulian Nu?"

Yin Lizhou asked, "What Fulian Nu?"

Chen Sandao shook his fan lightly, and said: "It's just a legend I heard. It is said that there is a girl named Fulian who met a god during the Shangsi Festival, and she has never forgotten it since then. However, King Xiang has intentions, and the goddess has no intentions. Fulian girl loves and hates, The design captures the immortal, breaks the tendons in his hands and feet, and wants to keep him by his side. The immortal would rather die than follow, the tendons will not heal, and eventually die due to the exhaustion of the whole body."

"Huh?" Yin Lizhou was surprised: "There is such a saying."

Chen Sandao shook his fan, "Indeed, this seems to be the same story as what you just told me, but the content and ending are quite different."

Yin Lizhou played with the paper-cut in his hand, his expression moved slightly, "I just don't know which story is true."

Chen Sandao didn't speak, looked up at the sky, and suddenly said: "It's getting dark."

After what he said, Yin Lizhou also realized that the originally bright sky had darkened at some point.

The wind from the cloudy side blows through the empty streets, making people feel a bit chilly.

"There is a situation." As soon as Yin Lizhou finished speaking, Shan Mingxiu subconsciously stood in front of him.

The sky darkened in an instant, as if soaked in ink that had been overturned, and plunged into total darkness.The wind came from nowhere and rushed wildly, seeming to destroy everything.

Yin Lizhou held the shadow puppet tightly with one hand, and tightly grabbed the rickety wooden table beside him with the other. Although Shan Mingxiu stood in front of him, he still felt that his head was going to be blown up a bit.

"Where did the evil wind come from?" He paused.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a very soft child's voice.

There was a strong wind blowing all around, but the child's voice appeared and disappeared, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Marry a bride, newlyweds.

The bride holds the groom in her arms.

Repaint, lightly stroke eyebrows.

Point to the blood and describe the mouth.

Cover the head and return to the king.

Live in the same quilt, die in the same hole,

You and I are a pair tonight.

……

The voice was getting closer and louder, and the blackness in front of him slowly dissipated, and one after another figures emerged.

Those figures became clearer and clearer, and Yin Lizhou looked intently, and saw a pair of masked men and women who appeared first, holding the soul-inducing banner high in their hands, and singing the song they had just heard.

They are not tall, and the paintings on the masks are also children's portraits, with crying and laughing expressions, and it is difficult to judge their ages for a while.

Then there are women in two lines, dressed in red, holding flower baskets, and throwing flowers one step at a time.

There are a few musicians in the middle, playing quite festive music.

Finally, there are eight porters, carrying sedan chairs with golden tops, yellow covers and red curtains.

It looks like a happy event, but it also looks like a funeral. There is no joy, but there is no sadness.

Especially except for the men and women who held the soul-inducing banner at the front, the rest of the heads were all hanging limply, which looked very strange.

Yin Lizhou looked at the evil spirit that had lingered in front of the sedan chair for a long time, turned his head to Shan Mingxiu and said, "It's difficult."

Shan Mingxiu didn't speak, but pulled him a little behind him, and then told them to hold their breath.

Yin Lizhou and Chen Sandao took a quick snap, and gave way to the middle of the road for them to pass.

However, when the sedan chair passed by, Chen Sandao couldn't hold back his breath. The team that was still moving stopped immediately, and the men and women who had their heads down instantly raised their heads and looked at them in unison.

Only then did Yin Lizhou see their faces clearly.

On the identical pale face, there are two dark eyes pointed abruptly, reflecting the cold chill when looking at people.

As a former Demon Lord, Yin Lizhou was naturally not afraid of these monsters and ghosts, but Chen Sandao, who was beside him, seemed to have never seen such a scene, and tightly held Yin Lizhou's sleeves.

"Someone!"

"Someone!"

"who are you!"

"who are you!"

These people seemed to come alive suddenly, saying the same sentence in unison, and then approaching them step by step.

Shan Mingxiu didn't talk nonsense, he directly pulled out the Qing Ming sword, just about to stab it.

But he heard an extremely soft voice, "Who is outside?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a slender, white, tender, boneless hand lift the vermilion curtain, poked out from inside, and slowly opened the curtain.

Only then did Yin Lizhou see the people inside clearly.

Reclining in the sedan chair was a young woman in a wedding dress. Although she was covered with a veil, it was difficult to conceal her stunning beauty.

Just creepy yes.

Her other slender and soft hand, painted with Danko, was gently stroking a man's head on her lap.