All rivers return to the sea, I return to you

Xie Qingyao stood on the wall and looked down at He Bo, suddenly she grinned and laughed: "Why don't you take me away too, I'm just obsessed by you, your sexy little girl Mustache, big almond-like eyes fascinated me to death."

He Bo narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, he patted himself on the head and looked flattered: "Oh, the old man is not the kind of person who meets one and loves the other, I am very loyal to love, and now I only have the side in my heart." This one."

After he finished speaking, he took the bride's hand, and the affection in his eyes almost overflowed.

Xie Qingyao took a deep breath, for a moment she didn't know how to talk to He Bo.

"The sun is going down, old man, I have to go on my way, it's not safe at night, little girl, don't get in the way." He Bo led his bride a few steps forward.

Xie Qingyao jumped down from the wall, she noticed one thing, since He Bo entered her house, He Bo never let go of the red silk, until now he is still firmly holding the red silk in his hand.

"You praised me earlier, why are you ignoring me now?" Xie Qingyao stepped forward to pull the red silk, but He Bo quickly dodged it.

He Bo's face suddenly became ferocious: "What are you doing? I said why I asked the old man to stop for no reason. It turned out that he was trying to trick me, the bride. Dream it!"

After speaking, he took a big step back quickly with the bride half in his arms, about ten meters away from Xie Qingyao.

"Give back Li Siyu's soul!" Xie Qingyao found a cucumber from nowhere, she rubbed it on her body casually, took a bite before discussing with He Bo.

He Bo straightened the hijab on the bride's head which was blown up by the wind, then waved his sleeves and said coldly, "So what if you don't pay it back?"

"Try?" Xie Qingyao stuffed the cucumber into her mouth in two or three bites, threw the cucumber butt on the side of the road, and rubbed her slender wrist.

He Bo turned around and wanted to run, but he was holding someone else, so he was not as agile as Xie Qingyao.

After being punched several times, He Bo finally waved his hands again and again, covered his painful face and gasped and said, "I'll just borrow it, and I promise to return it."

After He Bo finished speaking, he even stomped his feet. Seeing that Xie Qingyao hadn't let him go, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.Holding the red rope, he looked at Xie Qingyao with aggrieved eyes.

"No." After Xie Qingyao finished speaking, she tied He Bo up with red silk, she saw that He Bo was still holding on to one end of the red silk, so she went to hold He Bo's hand.

"Don't, don't, don't take the red silk from me, or something will happen." He Bo began to yell in horror.

"Tch, isn't it just affecting your marriage, how can it be so serious?" Huang Xiaobai held a pair of large scissors in his hand, and handed it to Xie Qingyao, signaling her to cut off the red silk of He Bo's bride.

People die in the river every year, and He Bo who lives in the river will tie the right hand of the girl he likes with red silk, trap her by his side, become He Bo's bride, and prevent the girl from going to the river. Reincarnation.

Now that the red silk has been cut by Xie Qingyao, He Bo has nothing to hold his soul, and the water in the river finally has a clear day.

That's right, the undead gathered at the bottom of the river can finally leave, and the river will naturally be much clearer.

"Are you still human, or are you not human?" He Bo began to struggle violently, a pair of small eyes glanced back and forth between Xie Qingyao and Huang Xiaobai, and those eyes seemed to want to swallow Huang Xiaobai and Xie Qingyao alive.

But compared with Xie Qingyao's murderous eyes, He Bo's lethality is not worth mentioning at all.Huang Xiaobai lazily opened his eyelids and sneered.

"I'm not a human, I'm an otter." Huang Xiaobai answered He Bo solemnly.

Xie Qingyao: "Don't look at me, neither am I."

He Bo: What a coincidence, neither am I.

Xie Qingyao pressed He Bo's restless hand, raised the knife and cut the red silk in his hand with a pair of scissors.

"Ahhhhhhh, my pretty girls, ahhh!" He Bo threw down the cut red silk and began to cry.

"This is how I can live, I can't live anymore!"

"Why am I so miserable?"

Xie Qingyao swallowed, and silently returned the scissors in her hand to Huang Xiaobai.

Suddenly she thought, it was obviously the old man who attacked Li Siyu first, how could it be her and Huang Xiaobai's fault when it came to him?

He Bo talked a lot, Wu Yi was not cursing Xie Qingyao and the others.

Xie Qingyao picked out her ears, she really couldn't stand this rambunctious guy.

"Why did you take away my Li Siyu's soul?" Xie Qingyao said coldly at He Bo who was making jokes on the ground.

Her deliberately cooled voice still had a shocking effect, and He Bo stopped rolling on the ground after hearing this. He straightened the hat on his head and said, "Who told her to lift the bride's hijab."

"Tell the truth." Xie Qingyao scratched her ears, her expression gradually serious.

"That's right, that's right..." He Bo rolled his eyes and looked at Xie Qingyao beggingly.

"He wants to have a real bride. What's so good about the skeleton? It's too harsh to touch." Huang Xiaobai said: "With Li Siyu's soul, the skeleton will soon follow He Bo's wishes. One who grows the face he wants. As long as the bones grow flesh, the bride is alive."

He Bo glanced at Huang Xiaobai and nodded.

Xie Qingyao waved her fist, gearing up, wishing that He Bo would die immediately.

"He can't die, Li Siyu will be finished if he dies." Huang Xiaobai quickly pulled Xie Qingyao back and said.

"It's okay, I don't want to beat him to death." After speaking, he swung his fist and went up.

The bird standing on the treetop was startled by He Bo's high-pitched howl.Like a grandfather, the sun walked down the hill slowly on crutches.

When Xie Qingyao was tired from beating, Huang Xiaobai waved the scissors gleaming in his hands, and asked He Bo innocently: "The sun is going down, why don't you go?"

He Bo got up tremblingly, brushed the ashes off his body with a grin, tried his best to resist the urge to kill the two of them, and started to run wildly against the last rays of the setting sun.

"He..." Xie Qingyao looked at the back of the bad old man limping and chasing the sun in a speechless manner.

"Before it gets dark, he has to go back to where he lives, or he will have to live in the sea around Tuyuan Village." Huang Xiaobai put the scissors behind his back, his round ears trembling slightly.

"Oh." After Xie Qingyao finished speaking, she squatted down and pulled the red silk from the bride's hand.

Huang Xiaobai thought he had put on a good-looking pose, but he didn't get Xie Qingyao's compliment after waiting for a long time, so he looked back and immediately threw away the scissors in his hand.The fur on its back exploded, its claws kept waving, its lips squirmed, and it couldn't say a word for a long time.

Xie Qingyao held the piece of soft red silk with question marks all over her face: "What's wrong?"

"You!" Huang Xiaobai stretched out his claws and pointed at the red silk in Xie Qingyao's hand, his face flushed.

"What's wrong with me?" Xie Qingyao frowned.

"Who told you to pick up things on the ground?" Huang Xiaobai said in a loud voice, staring at Xie Qingyao.

"Siyu said that throwing things around is a bad habit." Xie Qingyao stared back after finishing speaking.

Huang Xiaobai shrank his neck, only feeling the cold wind blowing on his back.It looked at Xie Qingyao for a while, and finally lowered its head and said: "She will melt away by herself later."

"Ah? I still want to take this one back. The clothes on her are so beautiful. Look at the embroidery, the color matching and the patterns. It's amazing." Xie Qingyao lifted up the bride's clothes with a happy face. Show it to Huang Xiaobai, but when he heard Huang Xiaobai say that, he felt a little regretful.

"You!" Huang Xiaobai almost wanted to break off Xie Qingyao's head to see what was inside.

"Siyu said she met something she likes..."

Before Xie Qingyao finished speaking, Huang Xiaobai jumped on her shoulder and yelled into her ear: "Siyu said, Siyu said, everything is said by Siyu, now you are going to marry Li Siyu you do you know?"

"Ah?" Xie Qingyao was stunned by Huang Xiaobai's yelling, and she didn't react for a long time.

Seeing Xie Qingyao's appearance, Huang Xiaobai climbed down again and opened her hand holding the red silk, but the red silk seemed to be alive again and wrapped around Xie Qingyao's hand again.

"Why do you want to get married?" Xie Qingyao asked.

"This is something He Bo used to trap his soul. If he wants to save Li Siyu, he has to marry her, but..." Before Huang Xiaobai could finish speaking, he saw Xie Qingyao bending over to find something.

"Can you cut this thing off with scissors?" Xie Qingyao said while picking up the scissors that fell on the ground.

She remembered that she seemed to have used scissors to cut off the connection between He Bo and the bride just now.

"Definitely not." Huang Xiaobai stepped on the scissors and looked at Xie Qingyao like an idiot.

"why?"

"You'll know when you lift off the bride's hijab." Huang Xiaobai sighed deeply.

Xie Qingyao lifted the bride's hijab according to its words.

The face under the hijab was exactly the same as Li Siyu's, except that she had a thin layer of makeup on her face.

Her pink cheeks are as delicate as the peach blossoms in March, her nose is high and straight, her beautiful lips are as imaginative as ripe cherries, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth reveal a bit of innocence.

Xie Qingyao's hands were itchy looking at it, she reached out to touch the eyes of the person next to her, and pursed her lips into a smile.

"I'm ready." Xie Qingyao said this out of nowhere.

"Ready for what?"

"Waiting for marriage!" Xie Qingyao patted Huang Xiaobai's head, and then led him towards home step by step.

"Hey, do you know what this means?" Huang Xiaobai asked behind Xie Qingyao.

Xie Qingyao let go of the red silk on her hand, waiting for it to wrap itself up: "I know, but I don't regret it."

Looking at Xie Qingyao who was running ahead with a happy smile on his face, Huang Xiaobai touched the white hair on his ears, and ran over with all his might.

Since I sent myself to you, I have never regretted it. It is a decision I made long ago to be connected with your fate.