Extra 5
Jing Jiujiu is going to marry Bai Yuhuai.
The wedding date was chosen by Yu Ran after he put down his work and carefully looked through the old almanac three times.
Although the gods all think so.
If the Immortal King wants to get married, then every day in this world should be an auspicious day for the Immortal King to choose!
But since it’s the day chosen by the young master’s father… then just choose it, of course the one he chooses must be good!
Yu Ran had an arrogant temperament, and when he first raised Jing Jiujiu, he wished he could give Jing Jiujiu all the good things in the world and let him play with them as he pleased to make him happy.
It is of course still the same now.
Yu Ran pursed her lips: "This wedding must be the best in the world..."
Yu Ran personally wrote the wedding invitations for Jing Jiujiu and Bai Yuhuai, as well as the souvenirs and things needed for the wedding banquet, from what kind of carpet to lay, what kind of flowers to put, how long the table should be for the cake... He personally took care of everything and even selected them himself.
People from Guiyunmen also joined in.
Their master is getting married, so how can he do it without their help
Later on, it gradually extended to the entire metaphysical circle.
"From a Feng Shui perspective, this isn't very suitable for a wedding banquet! No more, no more!"
“This thing is very suitable for newcomers.”
"Should we also buy some peanuts, lotus seeds, and longans?"
"? Are you sick? Look at Mr. Bai and the young master. Who looks like he can have a child?"
"… "
Just to prepare for the wedding banquet, this group of people have to fight eight hundred rounds every day.
At this time, Jing Jiujiu was still traveling abroad with Bai Yuhuai.
… Actually, it’s not really fun.
He took the little ghosts back to his hometown.
Including the unshattered six-faced Buddha. Of course, the six-faced Buddha was kept just to catch the bastard who made these evil things and refined the little ghosts.
Because they couldn't speak the local language, they specially hired a tour guide.
The tour guide took them through the narrow alleys.
The walls of the alley were yellow and black, and there was a faint stench coming from the ground, as if it was in Europe long ago, before underground sewers were built, and as if all the filth was piled on the ground.
Jing Jiujiu wrinkled her nose quietly.
The little ghosts seemed to have noticed it as well, so they started to nudge Jing Jiujiu at his feet one by one, trying to lift him up so as to avoid dirtying his shoes and trouser legs.
Bai Yuhuai lowered his eyes and glanced over.
Then when the tour guide turned around again, he said, "The house is just ahead... The road here is narrow, and because the population density is too high and the water resources here are scarce, it is not very clean. You two have to bear with it... Okay?"
Bai Yuhuai carried Jing Jiujiu on his back.
The tour guide was stunned.
The tour guide was Chinese, but he knew the local language and studied local tourism. He knew Bai Yuhuai and was shocked when he saw this. Bai Yuhuai and the young master had a really good relationship!
But he couldn't help but become more curious...
Tour guide: "Why did you two come here to travel?"
These two are both noble people!
"There is a friend who wants to find an old friend."
“Oh oh…” But the tour guide still couldn’t figure it out. These two friends must not be ordinary people. How could an old friend live here
As they were talking, they arrived at their destination.
In front of me was a house with only three rooms. Outside the half-open door, a middle-aged woman was carrying a child on her back. The child's face and hands were black, and saliva was dripping down. The woman was not much better. She was barefoot and her hands were stir-frying something that looked like food in a bucket.
Next to her, there was a little girl sitting there blankly, not moving at all.
This is Yuanyuan’s home.
Before Jing Jiujiu could ask Yuanyuan if she remembered, a few people suddenly approached from behind. The man opened his mouth and said, "Here they come."
Jing Jiujiu turned around and saw a short old man with his head covered beside the man. The man seemed to be in awe of the old man. He led him in and pointed at the child while turning his head to talk to the old man.
"What did they say?" Jing Jiujiu asked.
"We're negotiating the price." said the tour guide. He looked a little confused and he didn't know what price he was negotiating.
Jing Jiujiu: "Are you planning to sell another child?"
Bai Yuhuai frowned and said nothing.
The tour guide was startled at first, but then calmed down: "This is a common thing. No one cares about places like this."
This place is truly poor, mountainous and barren, with unruly people everywhere.
When he came, he was worried that they would encounter an accident. After all, rich tourists who went to the slums never had a good ending. These people would not hesitate to rob money and kill people.
There was a few words mumbling inside.
Then the old man laughed a few times and seemed to be very happy to have reached the deal.
Yuanyuan was wearing a beautiful little skirt that Jing Jiujiu bought for her and Bai Yuhuai made for her. Her face was no longer so pale, but rather a little pink. She was soaked in spiritual energy and looked like an innocent little girl.
She leaned firmly against Bai Yuhuai's legs, looking inside, without saying a word.
At this time, Jing Jiujiu took a step in and startled the people inside.
They frowned at first, but soon saw how pretty Jing Jiujiu was and how elegantly she was dressed. They exchanged glances and said a few words.
The tour guide gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Bai, why don't we leave? They are saying that you and Mr. Jing look very rich, and they want your money, and then trick you into selling you..."
Jing Jiujiu: "Sell us?"
What kind of thing would it take for someone to dare to accept it
The tour guide was still very worried.
At this time, the old man turned around and walked towards them with a smile. The old man pulled the turban on his head, revealing his eyes. One of his eyeballs was actually green, like some kind of gem. And on that gem, a light just flashed.
The old man hissed, "How could this happen?!"
The smug look on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a look of horror.
The old man fell down on his butt.
The man and the woman were puzzled and hurried to help him, but they saw the old man trembling and pointing in the direction of Jing Jiujiu.
Behind Jing Jiujiu, a huge Buddha statue appeared. Looking up, the Buddha statue actually had six heads.
The men and women also changed their expressions and knelt down and kowtowed.
They were not the only ones who saw it.
Even the other neighbors across the alley saw this scene. They all knelt down and muttered words that Jing Jiujiu could not understand.
"Who are you? How did the statue end up in your hands?" the old man spoke in Chinese.
Jing Jiujiu was a little unhappy.
This bastard, it turns out that he has Chinese blood, why did he import this evil thing into China to harm people? ! How shameless.
The six-faced Buddha was so afraid that he would end up being reduced to ashes that he tried his best.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he raised his hand and touched it.
My nose is bleeding.
The old man was even more terrified, and shouted: "May I ask who you are? Why are you looking for me for no reason?"
Jing Jiujiu ignored him, just looked at the man and the woman and asked, "Do you still remember her?"
Yuanyuan then slowly revealed her figure.
As her figure became clearer, not only the old man, but also the man and the woman were scared and screaming, retreating frantically.
Tourist guide:?!
My worldview collapsed!
Jing Jiujiu didn't care whether it would leave a ghostly impression on these people.
It's abroad anyway.
He didn't want to care about them.
The couple obviously remembered Yuanyuan, but there was no joy or sadness in their eyes, only deep fear and panic.
Yuanyuan tugged at Jing Jiujiu's finger and said, "Dad, let's go, let's go."
She is no longer the Yuanyuan who could only cry “Mom” heartbreakingly.
Jing Jiujiu: “Hmm.”
Yuanyuan turned her head to look at the couple and said something.
The couple stood there, their expressions of panic were frozen for a moment, then mixed with a bit of greed and deeper fear.
Jing Jiujiu: "What did she say?"
The tour guide translated tremblingly: "She said, said, now I come, not to look for you. I just want to tell you. It's not you who abandoned me, but I have a better life now, I chose a new father and... father." This is quite awkward.
The tour guide lowered his eyes a little and thought, is this a little ghost? Is this a little ghost? !
The tour guide swallowed and said, "The rest is to talk about how rich you and Mr. Bai are."
Jing Jiujiu nodded: "Yes. Bai Yuhuai and I are very rich. We can buy her many small skirts. She can wear one a day and still never finish wearing them all."
The tour guide immediately translated it to the other party.
Jing Jiujiu said calmly: "Do you really want money? Sorry, you don't have any. You won't be able to do the next business either."
Bai Yuhuai was holding Jing Jiujiu's hand, Jing Jiujiu was holding Yuanyuan's hand, and there were countless little ghosts following them.
They turned and left.
The couple rushed over unwillingly, but heard a twisted scream suddenly burst out from the old man's throat. Then they watched helplessly as his bones twisted and his whole body twisted and deformed under the severe pain. Blood slowly seeped out from under him...
They were so frightened that they screamed and ran inside, hugging each other tightly and trembling, not daring to chase after him anymore.
As their daughter who died early said...
She was adopted by a big shot.
Big shot.
A scary big shot, so scary that they dared not even look at him for one more second.
…
Jing Jiujiu took the little ghosts back home one by one, but none of them managed to stay at home. In fact, it is easy to imagine, what kind of parents would sell their children to someone to make little ghosts
It’s just that these little kids are not mentally mature and they just think about their parents instinctively.
Once we meet, I won’t think about it anymore.
The little ghosts were very quiet all the way back to the hotel.
Jing Jiujiu leaned her head against Bai Yuhuai's shoulder and pointed out the window: "... The sunset is so beautiful."
The little ghosts followed and lay by the window, squeezing each other, speaking in baby voices and awkward Mandarin: "How beautiful."
Then they all laughed.
The wedding day will be in March of the following year.
Meng Hexin finally finished his filming, Tao He's new movie just got a release date, Ding Hanbing's acting skills finally improved, Master Tingyi is getting richer and richer, Yin Mo's investment vision is getting more and more unique, and he even had time to release a Buddhist music album, Xu Sanyu took over two gods and trained them to be idols, and he can make quite a lot of money...
Yu Ran took Jing Jiujiu's household registration book and changed his surname.
When he walked out of the Public Security Bureau, Yu Ran stood on the steps with a gloomy face. He looked up at the sky and cursed softly, "Stupid. If you were in the eighteenth level of hell, you would be so angry that you would die right now."
But soon, Yu Ran suppressed his emotions and didn't reveal any of them.
Jingjiujiu turned into Yujiujiu.
But they are still Bai Yuhuai's wine.
The day of the wedding.
Yuanyuan and another little ghost appeared and were to be the flower girls. They were chosen from among all the little ghosts because they looked the most like humans. Oh, they even looked a bit cute and lovable.
For this reason, a group of little kids even had a fight with their teeth bared.
When Master Tingyi came in tremblingly to look for the little flower girl, he saw Yuanyuan with one foot on the butt of a little ghost.
Ting Yi blew his beard and glared: "Stop playing, stop playing, and get off quickly."
Yuanyuan and the others were very afraid of him and hurried downstairs.
Some of the little ghosts even crawled out with their butts sticking up.
Yuanyuan looked back and whispered, "Stupid." No one is as smart as her! So of course she is the only one who can be the flower girl!
Yu Ran was not stingy and he welcomed many people to attend the banquet, so anyone who had some friendship with Jing Jiujiu and Bai Yuhuai received an invitation.
Among them were Kong Xiangqi, Lao Cao and his group who were recording the castle show...
Even the naive Jian Suifan came, and when he came, he respectfully brought many wedding gifts, which shocked the people around him. They secretly wondered when Jian Suifan became friends with the young master and Mr. Bai
The wedding was broadcast live simultaneously by multiple cameras.
Yu Ran thought, wouldn't it be like countless people attending Jiujiu's wedding and congratulating him? His Jiujiu should have such a grand ceremony!
This time it’s real, fans can all hold their heads high and say that I was at the wedding.
When Bai Yuhuai’s fans and countless CP fans rushed into the live broadcast room, the first thing they saw was... bald heads
The old and young monks from Tingyi Temple also came.
"Brother, don't be sad." The little monk touched Yin Mo's head and messed up his hair.
Ink:…
Yin Mo: “Not sad.”
He is very happy.
Jiujiu, who once brought him the best memories, has finally broken free from the mud and ushered in another beautiful life.
Ding Hanbing's agent looked at the direction where the newcomers were going to enter, his face full of happiness and relief.
How could he not be happy
Ever since Ding Hanbing's neighbor, the arrogant young master, came back, Ding Hanbing has become much more dedicated to his work.
Especially this year, Ding Hanbing not only took acting lessons seriously, but also stopped playing big. He stopped wasting time. He started to be serious and live every day well again.
How long has it been since then? Ding Hanbing's commercial value has skyrocketed again.
He no longer has to worry about Ding Han becoming so unrecognizable that even his mother won’t recognize him because of his poor acting skills after two years of popularity!
"I'm coming!"
I don't know who couldn't help but shout out in excitement.
Meng Hexin’s agent was full of questions.
"What are you so excited about?"
Meng Hexin: "I think I'm a matchmaker!"
broker:
It's quite coal.
After filming for half a year, I was tanned like coal. But coal is going to win a big prize soon. Thinking of this, the agent smiled and said, "What are you doing? Remember the kindness of the actor Ren Bai to you! If it weren't for him, would you have the chance to go to the desert to film the great director's movie?"
It sounds weird what Meng Hexin said... It always makes me feel like Brother Bai is trying to make trouble for me on purpose!
But none of this matters anymore.
The young man in a white suit walked out slowly. He followed the trend of a certain god who became an idol and dyed his hair pink. The pink hair was now sticking to his cheeks, and the ends of his hair were slightly curled, which made his face more delicate and beautiful, like a gorgeous gem shining brightly.
Lin Zhi was sitting in the audience and suddenly burst into tears.
The statue next to him suddenly shook.
Linzhi burped and stopped crying.
The statue is that of the demon Yan.
Yan Mo also wanted to attend the wedding.
But there was no other way. Not to mention that once the King of Hell appeared, someone had to die or it would be so embarrassing. Just his overly tall and long body standing there was very scary.
So now there are only statues of gods.
Linzhi's task today was to look after the statue, so as soon as he saw the statue shaking, he had to stop feeling sad.
If Yanmo falls, Jiujiu will no longer like him.
Although Jiujiu didn't seem to like him that much, she liked Bai Yuhuai more.
There is a deity sitting next to Linzhi.
The spirit is a girl.
She asked softly, "Why are you crying?"
Lin Zhi said with tears in her eyes: "Because I originally wanted to marry Jiujiu, wuwuwu. But now there is nothing..."
The spirit smiled and said, "Don't cry."
I'm thinking about how to report you to the Immortal Lord.
Lin Zhi looked at the gentle face of the deity and swallowed her saliva. This girl seemed to be very beautiful... Why not... Lin Zhi looked at her shyly: "But I want to marry you now."
God:
That won’t do!
I am still waiting for the Immortal Lord to give me a bounty!!!
At this time, Bai Yuhuai, who was also wearing a white suit and had a tall figure, also walked onto the stage.
He extended his hand toward Jiujiu.
He waited like this until Jiujiu walked in front of him, and then he held Jiujiu's fingers tightly.
The audience started to make a noise: "Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!"
Oh my God, they usually don’t dare to talk to the Immortal Lord (Mr. Bai) like this, but now they finally get the chance!
Seeing this, Linzhi said, "Then I want one too."
Linzhi: “Give me a kiss!” Her voice was so loud that it almost deafened the girl next to her.
The girl was numb: "..."
Is your love so cheap, human? Oh no, you are not human!
On stage.
Bai Yuhuai lowered his eyes and stared at Jing Jiujiu's face, then raised his hand and hooked the hair by his ear.
In a moment.
Everyone's eyes seemed to be covered by an invisible hand and they could not see anything.
Bai Yuhuai gently stroked Jing Jiujiu's neck, pulled him towards himself, leaned over and kissed him deeply.
The familiar system sound rang in my ears again.
The system released a new task: Blasphemy 0/1
Jing Jiujiu:
He blinked slowly, his eyes misty with water.
Soon, the system sound started again. It was stuck for about three seconds:
Mission Blasphemy, completion rate 421/1
Congratulations to you and your host, the blasphemous mission has been completed
Jing Jiujiu:
There's something wrong with you!
... so many times?!