Old Monster [Touhou Undefeated colleagues]
Chapter 73 Marriage
The spring breeze caressed Huashan Mountain, and the flowers were blooming like a brocade. In an instant, it was forgotten that this was once a bloody Shura hell.
There are many decent people on the mountain, and tourists gradually forget their fear and come to Huashan one after another.
Linghu Chong carried a big package in his hand and a sword in one hand, and mingled among the tourists.
Beside him is a graceful figure, the spring breeze blows the long pomegranate skirt, and the slender waist seems to be fragile.
The tourists who passed by turned their heads to pay attention, but unfortunately this figure was wearing a veiled hat, which completely covered his face.
The figure's hands were tightly gripping Linghu Chong's clothes from the sleeves, he stopped to pay attention to the hem of the skirt under his feet, and walked up slowly.
Linghu Chong lowered his voice and said: "I told you that there will be a chance to wear it later, so you can wear it enough, you must dress up like this - you must not use light work, so as not to attract the attention of others."
A low, indistinguishable voice sounded like pearls and jade: "Linghu Chong, you said you want to marry me, and you will worship in that cave together, and you won't let the people in the Jianghu know anything about it, will you!"
This person is Dongfang Bubai.
On that day, Linghu Chong gave him a choice, and under the overwhelming pressure of martial arts, he was forced to be helpless (happy in his heart), so he had no choice but to nod and agree to marry Linghu Chong.
To get married...Naturally, one must wear a wedding dress, and under the witness of relatives and friends, pay homage to get married.
In the end, Linghu Chong said that he was the only one in the world, his master and mother were all dead, and Huashan Qizong was killed by Baozhen.
The only thing he can worship is the missing Feng Qingyang in the Sword Tomb and the rows of spiritual seats.
Dongfang Bubai himself was alone.
He was an orphan since childhood, worse than Linghu Chong.
He agreed to go to Jianzhong to get married.
But Linghu Chong unexpectedly...
Linghu Chong held Dongfang Bubai's hand, and the two of them moved to the side where there were few people.
When there was no one around, Linghu Chong said: "Many people in Jianghu have seen your face. After we get married, we will naturally live in seclusion. If others know that I married you, it will be a big trouble."
Dongfang Bubai lifted the hood, revealing a beautiful face.
"Linghu Chong, you and I combined, no one in the world can defeat you, and there is no need to be afraid of anyone. You are afraid that others will find out, because you think I am a trouble in your heart, right?!"
Looking at the vast mountains, Linghu Chong sighed softly, turned around and stared at Dongfang Bubai, and said eagerly: "I am already tired of this river and lake, intrigues and bloody killings. Now I only hope that after I get married with you, I will find peace and quiet. In a place where there is no one, you and I live a normal life and grow old together, isn't that good?"
grow old together...
Dongfang Bubai was a bit sullen at first, but when he heard this, his jade-like cheeks turned a slight blush.
He drooped his eyelashes and pursed his lips, trying to suppress the corners of his lips.
"This matter is up to you, but in the future, if you find a place to live in seclusion, you have to listen to me."
"Yes, when we get married, we will obey my wife's orders."
Dongfang Bubai hurriedly put down the veil, and flied towards the mountain with a light posture.
Endless joy filled his whole body, as long as he could be with Linghu Chong at this moment, even if he had nothing, it didn't matter, he was willing.
"Slow down, be careful not to be seen out."
Inside and outside of Mount Hua, Linghu Chong was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.
He is very clear about the range of activities of the Huashan School and the places where tourists like to come and go. He avoids these places, and the two of them go from that remote place to Siguo Cliff.
Siguo Cliff is a forbidden area in Huashan, and tourists are rare.
When approaching, Dongfang Bubai said: "Brother Chong..."
"You're older than I—"
Dongfang Bubai struck Linghu Chong's shoulder with his palm, and Linghu Chong almost lost half of his life because he was unprepared.
"You murdered your own husband!" A trace of sadness flashed in Linghu Chong's eyes.
Because of this title, he thought of Ren Yingying, who had always called him that way.
Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Brother Chong..."
Linghu Chong's face turned green.
This title made him think of the most hated person in the world.
"I'm tired, you carry me to the Sword Tomb." Dongfang Bubai leaned helplessly beside Linghu Chong.
All his life, he had dreamed of being a weak woman who could depend on her like a bird. Although Yang Lianting had a burly figure and a majestic appearance before, in fact, she was not a great husband at all, just a weak chicken.
Linghu Chong is different, this is the number one man in the world, the one who makes him want to rely on and be with him for the rest of his life.
Linghu Chong was dumbfounded.
Although Dongfang Bubai lost most of his internal strength, Ridang still left the sword mound by himself.
Afterwards, he took many pills from Baozhen Yaodao, but he was weak and weak.
It can be seen that Dongfang Bubai, the blood-colored pomegranate skirt is fluttering in the wind, his black hair is blown to pieces by the wind, and the waist that is not enough to hold is really weak.
Linghu Chong's heart warmed, he tied the package behind his back, handed the long sword to Dongfang Bubai, and with his long arm scooped it up, he hugged Dongfang Bubai horizontally.
Dongfang Bubai quickly wrapped his arms around Linghu Chong's neck, and leaned his head against Du's neck.
Although the two had a marriage contract, it was the first time that they got so close.
Linghu Chong walked forward quickly, to hide his excessive heartbeat, only hoped that the mountain wind would blow away his red face.
Dongfang Bubai couldn't help raising his eyes to stare at the side of Linghu Chong's face with infatuation.
Both of them were short-tempered, Linghu Chong went straight to think about the cliff.
But I saw dozens of people practicing swords on Siguo Cliff.
Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, everyone stopped their movements and looked over.
Linghu Chong was dumbfounded, and stood on the spot in a daze. When he came to his senses and wanted to dodge, he saw Cong Buqi screaming: "Linghu Chong!!! Where did you go!!!"
Holding Dongfang Bubai in his arms, Linghu Chong could not advance or retreat.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Huashan disciples were all thinking about Guoya.
Linghu Chong pretended to be calm: "Master Cong, what are you doing here?"
Cong Buqi stared straight at the man in Linghu Chong's arms, the pomegranate skirt fluttered, but unfortunately he was wearing a veiled hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
But seeing the two people's gestures are so close...
This boy Linghu Chong moved too fast.
The Demon Cult Ren Yingying just died, and it is said that there is a beautiful nun in Hengshan who is waiting for her.
Look at this woman's long hair flying, even if the nun keeps her hair, she won't be able to keep it so long in a month.
Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong didn't even like that stunning nun, and now he got another little lady.
The two of them came to the Siguo Cliff, a lonely man and widow... tsk tsk...
"Master Cong, farewell!"
Cong Buqi woke up startled, and hurriedly said: "From now on, Siguo Cliff will be the most important place of Mount Hua, and all disciples of Mount Hua will practice their swords here."
Linghu Chong was dumbfounded: "The place here is small and there is a cliff on one side, how can so many disciples practice swords, if they stumble and fall off the cliff—"
Cong Buqi shook the sword in his hand: "What I mean is that this place is already a major land of Huashan, and idlers are not allowed to come and go at will. Of course, Linghu Chong was born in Huashan and will always be a part of our Huashan. I don't know who this is— —”
Linghu Chong had no choice but to put Dongfang Bubai down, and stood in front of him slightly, "He... is my wife who has never married, but I..."
Cong Buqi was anxious to make Huashan stronger, but now Huashan's talents are withered, and in the Jianghu, some small sects can bully them.
The Huashan faction wants to expand and develop in a short period of time, but Linghu Chong in front of him is something Huashan can't let go of.
"Wife who hasn't passed the family, that's my nephew... When are you going to get married? Linghu Chong, you are from the Huashan sect. You were born as a Huashan person and died as a Huashan ghost. Marriage and marriage are the first class in life." Naturally, the big event will be done in Huashan. Don't worry, leave your marriage to me, and I will definitely make it a splendid one, shaking the whole rivers and lakes."
Linghu Chong hurriedly said: "I am an abandoned disciple of Huashan, I have not belonged to Huashan for a long time!"
Cong Buqi put away his long sword, and said with a smile: "Yue Buqun died a long time ago, what kind of Huashan abandoned disciple, you practiced Huashan's swordsmanship, and ate Huashan's food. You have lived in Huashan since childhood, and now I am the head of Huashan. I said you belonged to the Huashan sect, but who dares to say that you are not. The niece and daughter-in-law are young and beautiful at first glance, how can they get married casually, and if there is no matchmaker, it will not be possible!"
Cong Buqi was much older than Linghu Chong, and a generation older, but the old Jianghu, he couldn't see that Linghu Chong brought such a big package, and also brought this inexplicable fiancée, and wanted to pay a private visit.
He must let everyone in the world know that Mount Hua is not easy to bully, but if you step on Mount Hua, first step down...Linghu Chong's body.
"Hurry up and help." Cong Buqi winked at all the disciples.
The Huashan disciples hurried forward and graciously helped Linghu Chong untie the package.The crowd surrounded the two of them, trying to persuade them, as long as Linghu Chong didn't nod his head, he wouldn't want to leave today.
Linghu Chong grabbed Dongfang Bubai's hand, trying to use his lightness kung fu to pass over everyone's heads.
There are many decent people on the mountain, and tourists gradually forget their fear and come to Huashan one after another.
Linghu Chong carried a big package in his hand and a sword in one hand, and mingled among the tourists.
Beside him is a graceful figure, the spring breeze blows the long pomegranate skirt, and the slender waist seems to be fragile.
The tourists who passed by turned their heads to pay attention, but unfortunately this figure was wearing a veiled hat, which completely covered his face.
The figure's hands were tightly gripping Linghu Chong's clothes from the sleeves, he stopped to pay attention to the hem of the skirt under his feet, and walked up slowly.
Linghu Chong lowered his voice and said: "I told you that there will be a chance to wear it later, so you can wear it enough, you must dress up like this - you must not use light work, so as not to attract the attention of others."
A low, indistinguishable voice sounded like pearls and jade: "Linghu Chong, you said you want to marry me, and you will worship in that cave together, and you won't let the people in the Jianghu know anything about it, will you!"
This person is Dongfang Bubai.
On that day, Linghu Chong gave him a choice, and under the overwhelming pressure of martial arts, he was forced to be helpless (happy in his heart), so he had no choice but to nod and agree to marry Linghu Chong.
To get married...Naturally, one must wear a wedding dress, and under the witness of relatives and friends, pay homage to get married.
In the end, Linghu Chong said that he was the only one in the world, his master and mother were all dead, and Huashan Qizong was killed by Baozhen.
The only thing he can worship is the missing Feng Qingyang in the Sword Tomb and the rows of spiritual seats.
Dongfang Bubai himself was alone.
He was an orphan since childhood, worse than Linghu Chong.
He agreed to go to Jianzhong to get married.
But Linghu Chong unexpectedly...
Linghu Chong held Dongfang Bubai's hand, and the two of them moved to the side where there were few people.
When there was no one around, Linghu Chong said: "Many people in Jianghu have seen your face. After we get married, we will naturally live in seclusion. If others know that I married you, it will be a big trouble."
Dongfang Bubai lifted the hood, revealing a beautiful face.
"Linghu Chong, you and I combined, no one in the world can defeat you, and there is no need to be afraid of anyone. You are afraid that others will find out, because you think I am a trouble in your heart, right?!"
Looking at the vast mountains, Linghu Chong sighed softly, turned around and stared at Dongfang Bubai, and said eagerly: "I am already tired of this river and lake, intrigues and bloody killings. Now I only hope that after I get married with you, I will find peace and quiet. In a place where there is no one, you and I live a normal life and grow old together, isn't that good?"
grow old together...
Dongfang Bubai was a bit sullen at first, but when he heard this, his jade-like cheeks turned a slight blush.
He drooped his eyelashes and pursed his lips, trying to suppress the corners of his lips.
"This matter is up to you, but in the future, if you find a place to live in seclusion, you have to listen to me."
"Yes, when we get married, we will obey my wife's orders."
Dongfang Bubai hurriedly put down the veil, and flied towards the mountain with a light posture.
Endless joy filled his whole body, as long as he could be with Linghu Chong at this moment, even if he had nothing, it didn't matter, he was willing.
"Slow down, be careful not to be seen out."
Inside and outside of Mount Hua, Linghu Chong was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.
He is very clear about the range of activities of the Huashan School and the places where tourists like to come and go. He avoids these places, and the two of them go from that remote place to Siguo Cliff.
Siguo Cliff is a forbidden area in Huashan, and tourists are rare.
When approaching, Dongfang Bubai said: "Brother Chong..."
"You're older than I—"
Dongfang Bubai struck Linghu Chong's shoulder with his palm, and Linghu Chong almost lost half of his life because he was unprepared.
"You murdered your own husband!" A trace of sadness flashed in Linghu Chong's eyes.
Because of this title, he thought of Ren Yingying, who had always called him that way.
Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Brother Chong..."
Linghu Chong's face turned green.
This title made him think of the most hated person in the world.
"I'm tired, you carry me to the Sword Tomb." Dongfang Bubai leaned helplessly beside Linghu Chong.
All his life, he had dreamed of being a weak woman who could depend on her like a bird. Although Yang Lianting had a burly figure and a majestic appearance before, in fact, she was not a great husband at all, just a weak chicken.
Linghu Chong is different, this is the number one man in the world, the one who makes him want to rely on and be with him for the rest of his life.
Linghu Chong was dumbfounded.
Although Dongfang Bubai lost most of his internal strength, Ridang still left the sword mound by himself.
Afterwards, he took many pills from Baozhen Yaodao, but he was weak and weak.
It can be seen that Dongfang Bubai, the blood-colored pomegranate skirt is fluttering in the wind, his black hair is blown to pieces by the wind, and the waist that is not enough to hold is really weak.
Linghu Chong's heart warmed, he tied the package behind his back, handed the long sword to Dongfang Bubai, and with his long arm scooped it up, he hugged Dongfang Bubai horizontally.
Dongfang Bubai quickly wrapped his arms around Linghu Chong's neck, and leaned his head against Du's neck.
Although the two had a marriage contract, it was the first time that they got so close.
Linghu Chong walked forward quickly, to hide his excessive heartbeat, only hoped that the mountain wind would blow away his red face.
Dongfang Bubai couldn't help raising his eyes to stare at the side of Linghu Chong's face with infatuation.
Both of them were short-tempered, Linghu Chong went straight to think about the cliff.
But I saw dozens of people practicing swords on Siguo Cliff.
Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, everyone stopped their movements and looked over.
Linghu Chong was dumbfounded, and stood on the spot in a daze. When he came to his senses and wanted to dodge, he saw Cong Buqi screaming: "Linghu Chong!!! Where did you go!!!"
Holding Dongfang Bubai in his arms, Linghu Chong could not advance or retreat.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Huashan disciples were all thinking about Guoya.
Linghu Chong pretended to be calm: "Master Cong, what are you doing here?"
Cong Buqi stared straight at the man in Linghu Chong's arms, the pomegranate skirt fluttered, but unfortunately he was wearing a veiled hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
But seeing the two people's gestures are so close...
This boy Linghu Chong moved too fast.
The Demon Cult Ren Yingying just died, and it is said that there is a beautiful nun in Hengshan who is waiting for her.
Look at this woman's long hair flying, even if the nun keeps her hair, she won't be able to keep it so long in a month.
Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong didn't even like that stunning nun, and now he got another little lady.
The two of them came to the Siguo Cliff, a lonely man and widow... tsk tsk...
"Master Cong, farewell!"
Cong Buqi woke up startled, and hurriedly said: "From now on, Siguo Cliff will be the most important place of Mount Hua, and all disciples of Mount Hua will practice their swords here."
Linghu Chong was dumbfounded: "The place here is small and there is a cliff on one side, how can so many disciples practice swords, if they stumble and fall off the cliff—"
Cong Buqi shook the sword in his hand: "What I mean is that this place is already a major land of Huashan, and idlers are not allowed to come and go at will. Of course, Linghu Chong was born in Huashan and will always be a part of our Huashan. I don't know who this is— —”
Linghu Chong had no choice but to put Dongfang Bubai down, and stood in front of him slightly, "He... is my wife who has never married, but I..."
Cong Buqi was anxious to make Huashan stronger, but now Huashan's talents are withered, and in the Jianghu, some small sects can bully them.
The Huashan faction wants to expand and develop in a short period of time, but Linghu Chong in front of him is something Huashan can't let go of.
"Wife who hasn't passed the family, that's my nephew... When are you going to get married? Linghu Chong, you are from the Huashan sect. You were born as a Huashan person and died as a Huashan ghost. Marriage and marriage are the first class in life." Naturally, the big event will be done in Huashan. Don't worry, leave your marriage to me, and I will definitely make it a splendid one, shaking the whole rivers and lakes."
Linghu Chong hurriedly said: "I am an abandoned disciple of Huashan, I have not belonged to Huashan for a long time!"
Cong Buqi put away his long sword, and said with a smile: "Yue Buqun died a long time ago, what kind of Huashan abandoned disciple, you practiced Huashan's swordsmanship, and ate Huashan's food. You have lived in Huashan since childhood, and now I am the head of Huashan. I said you belonged to the Huashan sect, but who dares to say that you are not. The niece and daughter-in-law are young and beautiful at first glance, how can they get married casually, and if there is no matchmaker, it will not be possible!"
Cong Buqi was much older than Linghu Chong, and a generation older, but the old Jianghu, he couldn't see that Linghu Chong brought such a big package, and also brought this inexplicable fiancée, and wanted to pay a private visit.
He must let everyone in the world know that Mount Hua is not easy to bully, but if you step on Mount Hua, first step down...Linghu Chong's body.
"Hurry up and help." Cong Buqi winked at all the disciples.
The Huashan disciples hurried forward and graciously helped Linghu Chong untie the package.The crowd surrounded the two of them, trying to persuade them, as long as Linghu Chong didn't nod his head, he wouldn't want to leave today.
Linghu Chong grabbed Dongfang Bubai's hand, trying to use his lightness kung fu to pass over everyone's heads.
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