Summoning Infinite Movie

A whirlwind passed by, and the zombie master rushed off his horse.

It knelt down on one knee and hugged Jiang Jibei's half of his body tightly. There was no expression on his skinless face, but there were bursts of mournful cries in his throat.

it is crying.

The crying contains various complex emotions such as anger, unwillingness and sadness.

Even the team of Yin soldiers brought by the young master to pick up the bride wailed plaintively.

The voice is sad, like weeping and complaining.

Accompanied by the young master's mournful cry, a strong sense of oppression invaded.

The three people present felt unspeakable grief, and they couldn't help but shed tears.

Two lines of blood and tears poured out from the empty eye sockets of the zombie young master, and dripped onto the red wedding dress.

The living dead have their own emotions and consciousness, it is no longer "it", but has become "he".

Master Zombie slowly turned his head and looked at Red Skull expressionlessly.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and a huge thunder struck the sky, blowing the Red Skull, who was too late to dodge, into pieces!

boom!boom!boom!

Huge thunder struck down one after another, and the Red Skull's water ghost followers screamed and fled in all directions, rolling all over the ground, turning into piles of minced meat amidst the bombardment.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

The entire forest instantly turned into a purgatory, echoing with the miserable cries of the ghosts.

Faced with such a horrifying scene, the three living people had long hugged each other, shivering in a corner.

Twisted Pigtail almost fainted, and fell limply in Xiaojieba's arms.

"Why don't Dao Dao Dao Dao come here..." Xiao stammered, covering his braided eyes, his face was pale, and his chest heaved rapidly.

for a long time.

The ghost killing finally stopped, the scene was horrible, and the air was filled with a strong rotten stench.

There were minced meat and stumps all over the ground. Bloody hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and intestines were hanging on the branches, and the blood splashed on the leaves dripped drop by drop onto the grass.

The young zombie master who had finished the massacre held Jiang Jibei's body and stood up.

He lowered his head, but the person he was holding in his arms disappeared, replaced by a half ghostly paper-stitched man!

"!" The zombie master froze for a moment, then turned his head to look around.

Seeing this scene, the three companions were also stunned.

Xiao stammered weakly and asked: "Ji, Ji brother, why did you become made of paper?"

"Paper man? A substitute?" Lao Sun came back to his senses, "If this is not Chen Ji, then where is Chen Ji?"

Suddenly, someone nearby replied, "I'm here."

Hearing the familiar voice, everyone froze and turned their heads in unison.

The fourth coffin-bearer raised his head.

A moon-like face appeared under the straw hat, but it was Jiang Jibei.

"Brother Jiji Jiji!" Little stammer let go of his braids, and rushed towards Jiang Jibei excitedly, "Mrs. is good! You, you, you are fine!"

"Chen Ji, it's great that you're fine!" Twisted Braid also regained energy in an instant, and got up straight away.

"It's okay." Jiang Jibei took off his straw hat and smiled, "How could he die so easily?"

From the very beginning, it was not Jiang Jibei who was sitting on the sedan chair, but a paper doll substitute given to him by the Faceless Man.

The real Jiang Jibei disguised himself as an entourage carrying a sedan chair, and got mixed up in the procession all the way.The scene was so chaotic just now that no one noticed him.

The twisted braid was about to run northward to Jiang Ji, but when his eyes touched something, he suddenly became terrified: "Ahhh!"

Xiao Jie, who was the first to rush to his side, also noticed something strange, and stopped abruptly: "Brother Ji, what's wrong with your hand..."

Dark purple scars appeared on the back of Jiang Jibei's hands.

In a few seconds, these spots suddenly seemed to have life, and quickly covered his neck and face.

Old Sun opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously took a few steps back: "Corpse, corpse spots?!"

"How could this be..." Twist Braid fell to the ground with a desperate expression, "Are you a dead person?!"

Jiang Jibei glanced at his arm, and said nonchalantly, "Don't panic, you're not dead, you can still save him."

As soon as the words fell, the zombie master at the side suddenly threw the half paper man in his arms to the ground.

Jiang Jibei looked up at him.

The two looked at each other across the stump.

"Let's go." After a while, Jiang Jibei spoke first, "Going to worship?"

Master Zombie nodded silently.

The paper money scattered on the ground suddenly burned automatically, and the ashes floated leisurely in mid-air like a butterfly with a dark green will-o'-the-wisp.

The Zhizha people who had been blown to one side or another by the strong wind just now stood up again, holding up bright flags, gongs and umbrella fans, and turned into a new and festive team.

The mourning clothes worn by the three of Xiao Jieba turned into brand new wedding clothes, and the jet-black coffin also turned into an exquisite sedan chair carved with luan and phoenix.

The shroud on Jiang Jibei's body also disappeared, replaced by a magnificent Liyuan outfit.

He wears a butterfly and phoenix coronet, which is used for weddings in operas. It is shaped like a fan, with rows of tassels hanging from the left and right, and a row of short tassels behind the crown. *

The emerald green phoenix on the phoenix crown spreads its wings and is about to fly. There are at least three thousand pearls and hundreds of precious stones.

Apart from the flamboyant phoenix crown, Jiang Jibei was also wearing a colorful embroidered red boa robe with a round neck and a large placket. *

The small stand-up collar is draped over the shoulders, the hem is decorated with colorful silk tassels, and a long white water sleeve protrudes from under the wide sleeves.

"It's so beautiful..." The braid sitting on the ground tremblingly exclaimed, leaving the matter of the corpse spots out of the blue.

"This wedding dress is really neither fish nor fowl, it's worthy of a Hong Kong movie." Jiang Jibei looked at his sleeves, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while, "Who would wear a costume to get married—"

There was a sudden pause.

He thought about that night.

The nightmare of sinking into the pool, and the costume that clung to him in the water.

When Jiang Jibei saw the red skull in the same wedding dress just now, he almost thought that it was the real "concubine".

But now, this costume actually appeared on him.

"It's time soon, why hasn't Daoist Yan come yet?" Seeing that things were developing in an uncontrollable direction, the old grandson showed anxiety, "This is different from what we promised!"

According to the original plan, after the two teams meet, they find an opportunity to use the prepared evil props to trap Master Zombie, and then Daoist Yan, who is ambushing in the dark, takes the opportunity to subdue him.

Unexpectedly, an unexpected Red Skull appeared on the way, disrupting all plans.

"Anyway, it's death, and this marriage has to be married." Jiang Jibei lifted the hem of his clothes, raised his legs and stepped onto the sedan chair, "play by ear."

Master Zombie also mounted his horse.

The send-off team and the pick-up team merged into one, and the sedan chairs were raised again, with the sound of gongs and drums, and the roads were cleared on both sides.

The three of them followed in the team of Yin soldiers, their eyebrows were lowered and they did not dare to speak.

After walking for a while, Jiang Jibei lifted the bead curtain and looked out, and the Yin soldiers led them to a mass grave.

Looking at the graves and weeds all over the ground, he almost laughed angrily: "Xia Jingmo, are you planning to marry me here? Just put me in the grave after worship?"

The zombie master ignored his provocation and didn't even look back.

"There is light in the front and the front." The little stutterer who was following the sedan chair whispered, "In this wilderness, there is actually a house for Juju."

Jiang Jibei squinted his eyes and saw that at the end of the wilderness, there really was a house with high walls and a deep courtyard.

Red lanterns are hung one after another at the entrance of the house and on the wall. The cold red fire light diffuses in the dense mist. From a distance, the lanterns are written with the word "囍" or "Dian" "Character.

"The red lantern hangs high." Jiang Jibei put down the bead curtain, "Do you really want to lock me behind this high wall?"*

The team moved forward slowly, carried the sedan chair in through the gate, and got off the sedan chair in the courtyard.

A maid with a pale complexion and two red cheeks opened the bead curtain and helped Jiang Jibei off the sedan chair.

The ceremony had to be completed, and Xiao Jieba, who was waiting outside the sedan chair, quickly opened a red umbrella to cover Jiang Jibei's head.

The ground was covered with a long red felt, Jiang Jibei was supported by the maid, and walked all the way to the door of the wedding room at the end of the red felt.

Xiao Jieba was about to follow in, but was stopped by the Yin soldiers at the door, and could only watch Jiang Jibei disappear behind the door: "Brother Ji, you, you, be careful..."

After bringing Jiang Jibei into the wedding room, the servant girl withdrew.

Jiang Jibei walked to the dressing table and stared at the figure reflected in the mirror.

His skin has turned into the cool grayish white that is unique to corpses, and mottled lines like spider webs are cracked on his face, and the purple-red corpse spots have also turned black.

Suddenly, there was a tearing pain in Jiang Jibei's abdomen.

He reached out and touched his stomach, which was swollen and hard, as if something was hidden.

After a while, Master Zombie opened the door and entered.

He walked behind Jiang Jibei, reached for a wooden comb, and gently combed his hair.

"One comb to the end, two combs with white hair equal to eyebrows, and three combs full of children and grandchildren." Jiang Jibei said softly, and couldn't help smiling, "It really looks like that."*

Master Zombie did not answer as usual, but focused on combing his hair.

"Although the ceremony was full of mistakes, it's not unacceptable." Jiang Jibei raised his hand and touched his throat. At some point, there was a dark blood hole on his slender neck, which was coagulated with dried blood. Let me guess, your wish during your lifetime was not for me to 'marry Shang', but for you to 'marry Shang', right?"

Master Zombie tilted his head slightly, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Daoist Yan said that we are married for life and death, but I didn't expect that we are actually married for life and death. No wonder even the red and white collisions are different." Jiang Jibei said, "It's time to pay homage."*

The zombie master nodded, put down his comb, and reached out to hold Jiang Jibei's hand hanging by his side.

He has completely turned into a skeleton, there is no flesh on his hands, only cold and white dry bones are left, when Jiang Jibei is held by hand, the bones are hard against Jiang Jibei's flesh.

They held hands and came to the hall, where the line of paper piercing men and Yin soldiers had already filled the hall, their figures dimly reflected on the wall by the candlelight.

The three of them stood in the crowd, sweating coldly, looking at Jiang Jibei nervously.

There is a brazier in the center of the hall, and behind the brazier is a mahogany Eight Immortals table. In the center of the table are two black spirit tablets, and two posthumous photos are placed next to the wall, and the frames are wrapped with white gauze.

It looked like a sacrificial ceremony, but two pairs of flower candles with the word "囍" printed on them were lit on the candlesticks.

Jiang Jibei ignored the weird atmosphere in the hall, lifted the hem of her skirt, and stepped over the brazier with a calm expression.

Then, he walked to the table of the Eight Immortals and stopped, staring closely at the tablets and photos on the table.

There are two names written on the two tablets, one is "Song Yu" and the other is "Xia Jingmo".

There are two smiling faces in the posthumous photo, one is Jiang Jibei in a costume, and the other is a handsome young man in an officer's uniform.

Jiang Jibei stared at the photo for a while, then suddenly turned to look at the zombie master beside him: "Your taste is quite specific, no matter whether you are alive or dead, you want to marry a man."

Master Zombie: "..."

He sincerely praised: "You still look better with flesh."

Master Zombie: "..."

The servant girl at the side suddenly raised her voice and shouted in a shrill voice: "The auspicious time has come! Baitang—"

"Ouch." Jiang Jibei opened his eyes wide and patted his chest lightly, "It's also my first time getting married, so I'm inevitably a little nervous."

Master Zombie: "..."

At this moment, Daoist Yan's roar suddenly came from outside the door: "Stop them! Don't let them worship!"