The female ghost probably wanted to refute, but she didn't say anything in the end, and turned into a dark energy and returned to the soul-calling banner.
This reaction made Wei Qianrong a little embarrassed, but she didn't show it. "The black dragon is still in the river, but we can't go down the river to forcefully catch it out." Although the gang of little devils were imprisoned by the black dragon, those resentful souls were detested by their relatives, and they were already insane. Almost none of them had any thoughts of their own. It is to rely on instinct to kill. They also couldn't communicate with the countless ghost babies...
Is it necessary to complete the "branch line" they guessed by cleaning up the ghost babies before they can formally confront the "black dragon" of the main line? But once the ghost baby disappears, the black dragon doesn't need to use its strength to suppress the ghost baby, so wouldn't its power become stronger... No, no, maybe you can't think so. If you directly confront the black dragon but fail to deal with the ghost baby, then the black dragon will directly lift the seal on the ghost baby... You don't know who the gang of babies will deal with.
"Those babies." Jiang Xiaoli struggled a little. She felt that those children were innocent and pitiful, and they shouldn't be treated like this. But they are ghosts now, and they are unconscious grievance ghosts, because there are so many ghosts, they are not even a small threat. —At least, if Li Hongying was pulled into the river, it would be a question of whether she could escape safely with the power of a red dress. "Perhaps, the black dragon will always appear when he gets married?"
"Maybe the purpose of holding a ceremony is to wake it up, and then throw people into the river. The black dragon will definitely appear, right? If we intercept its bride halfway, will it come out?" Jiang Xiaoli said, eyes Gradually, they turned to Mu Lei who followed behind them and pretended to be a transparent person.
Mu Lei exchanged a glance with those obviously shining eyes and then lowered his head. He really regretted hugging his thigh at such a moment. Where did he come here to ask for asylum? He came here to apply for a tool man, right? ! "I'm a man!!!" Mu Lei was a little ashamed and indignant. Doesn't this proposal mean that he has to wear women's clothes and sit in a sedan chair? He even had to finish the marriage ceremony, and robbed him before the black dragon who married him appeared...lead out the black dragon.
His role in it: bait.
What he became after hugging his thigh: a tool man.
"Yes, we didn't question your ability!" Jiang Xiaoli nodded repeatedly, and said to Mu Lei, "But you accepted the dowry, and Heilong also sent someone to marry you, there's nothing you can do about it! If you don't do something, none of us can do it, why don't you play casually first, and we will find a willing player to be married in a few days?"
God damn it, just play casually, how many days? Let's find another target after he dies!
The words were not cryptic at all, and Mu Lei was so angry that his heart ached, "I do what I do, don't curse me like this."
The general plan was set like this, but Jiang Xiaoli and the others still walked along the river. There were ripples on the calm black river, and one after another the white heads of babies floated up and down. While they were observing the river, the baby ghosts in the river were also observing them.
"Woooooooooooooooooooo..."
The howling sound started, obviously it was not night, but the river was swelled, and the waves slapped the floating head layer by layer, and slapped the head to the shore or further away. One after another, black figures floated on the river. Maybe they were holding hands, or maybe it was just because they were too close that they were all black if you didn't look carefully——
It is such a river. A river carrying the souls and corpses of an unknown number of newborn baby girls. Maybe before the black dragon existed, it was just a clear, ordinary and ordinary river, not the present blackness like ink surrounded by yin.
Wei Qianrong hesitated, holding the peach-wood sword closer to the river, the tip of the sword trembled violently before it even touched the river, the whole peach-wood sword was so hot that Wei Qianrong almost couldn't hold it. She took two steps back abruptly, without trying again.
She asked the old celestial master if there is such a river full of yin in the real world. The Heavenly Master said that there was one before, but it was not as powerful as this one, and not so many children died. After the river was discovered by their ascetics, they joined forces to make a formation to temporarily seal it, and then finely spread the formation to save the spirit, and finally invited Buddhist masters to do the salvation together when the formation was raised.
"It's a troublesome thing, but it's also a meritorious act." The old master said in the end, "At that time, I was just an apprentice, and it was my master and the masters who were busy."
"Now, in reality, there are very few evil places that have been accumulated and created like this." There are few, but it is not impossible. But the old heavenly master didn't say it out, in his eyes Wei Qianrong was just a little girl, unable to purify any evil place at all. Even if it happens in the game this time, there is no need to forcibly purify this place.
Why are there evil spirits in the world, and why are there all kinds of evil and dangerous places? People are afraid of ghosts, those places, demons, and all kinds of evil, but these things are all created by humans. The old heavenly master sighed, but this is something that cannot be changed, and it is extremely normal.
Standing on the bank, Li Hongying stared at the brats chattering at the bottom of the river, but ignored their provocation and misery. She put her arms around Jiang Xiaoli's shoulders, "Go back to eat first."
The matter of the female ghost has been resolved, but Yingkuihe is difficult to solve, so just wait for the black dragon to appear.
…
That night.
Three people sat on an ordinary wooden bed. Wei Qianrong sat expressionlessly at the corner of the end of the bed and looked ahead, while Li Hongying sat on the head of the bed with Jiang Xiaoli touching Jiang Xiaoli's waist.
As for the tool man Mu Lei, he sat on the cold chair with a sad face, and every second of time passed, he felt that he was one step closer to losing his dignity.
ring ring ring...
The wind chimes sounded from far to near, little by little.
Mu Lei couldn't help holding his breath—here we come! The time for him to lose his dignity is coming again! He will be forced to wear a wedding dress made of paper again! Fuck! He will even be covered with a hijab!
Jiang Xiaoli and the others stood up at this time and sat on the ground beside them, covering their bodies with the bed. —If someone pushes the door and comes in, they will not be found.
Time was still passing, Mu Lei sat on the bed with a heavy heart, but unexpectedly there was no ghost waiting to pull him to make up and dress. He was a little dazed, but Jiang Xiaoli and the others behind him were not in a hurry, they just waited quietly.
If the target is changed, it will be more troublesome, because they can only know which player was selected from the dead, unless there is only one player left to accept the bride price, otherwise it is impossible to be sure.
Silent night, completely quiet. Only the wind chimes are ringing softly, rhythmically and gently...
A sense of drowsiness came over him, and Mu Lei couldn't help yawning. His eyelids became heavier, and his body that sat up straight gradually softened, and he fell on the bedside. He fell asleep.
Jiang Xiaoli yawned, and just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard the cheerful sound of suona outside the door. She instinctively shook and woke up.
The music came nearer, nearer.
squeak... ah...
The door was pushed open slowly, and two villagers walked in, holding fiery red wedding dresses in their hands. Jiang Xiaoli saw that it was just a handful of red paper with her yin and yang eyes, but with her left eye it was a delicate wedding dress.
Mu Lei was erected, and the two villagers began to get busy. They put on makeup and changed clothes for Mu Lei in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry.
These two were not the villagers that Jiang Xiaoli and the others had seen in the temple, maybe they died later. Because they didn't see the village head's wife and the village head either. Maybe it's because the corpses outside were wiped out, so they in the dream...
Mu Leizai was still asleep, he even smacked his mouth and ate part of the mouth fat. Then the villager retouched his make-up, and finally put a red hijab on him when everything was finished. Two villagers lifted him up forcefully and carried him out of the door.
"Follow up now?" Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help asking as she could vaguely hear the shouts of "get up the sedan chair" outside.
"Let's keep up." If you stay far away, you will be afraid that something will happen.
They tiptoed out the door, following the paper sedan chair from a distance. The people who carried the sedan chair were all made of paper, so there was nothing to worry about. These paper pierced people were very stiff, and they only listened to the orders of the ghosts, and naturally they didn't turn around to check anything vigilantly. As for the ghosts, they walked ahead, anxiously rushing along, playing music, and didn't bother to see if there was a little tail behind them. At most, they will pay attention to whether something will go wrong with the bride in the sedan chair.
The sedan chair still walked around the village, which seemed to be some kind of ritual. There was no movement in the sedan chair, and Jiang Xiaoli and the others didn't know if Mu Lei was awake, but it didn't matter whether he was awake or not.
The suona blew all the way, until the village was finished, the sedan chair went out of the village. The bare locust tree branches at the door swayed, and a gust of wind blew. The village ghost's face changed: "Hurry up! Hurry up!" The Holy Spirit urged.
Last night's bride was not delivered, and the Holy Spirit was already angry. When other people in the village suffered misfortune, it was also the punishment of the Holy Spirit for their poor performance.
The pace of the paper pierced people's door became more rapid, and the paper sedan chair also began to shake. The villager became anxious again: "Steady! Hold the sedan chair steady!" Don't wake people up.
Jiang Xiaoli and the others watched those ghosts go fast and slow, but they didn't know what they were planning. Perhaps one of the rituals
— to the river.
The sedan chair stopped. But the people who tied the paper did not move, and no one went to take the bride down. The two villagers hurriedly knelt down by the river, and Jiang Xiaoli saw puffs of black mist appear, and as soon as they gathered by the river, wooden tables, incense candles, tablets and other things appeared out of thin air. The villagers kowtowed again, lit joss sticks and bowed to the wooden table again and again, chanting incantations they couldn't understand, babbling a long list without stopping. The smoke from the joss stick rose into the air, circled in a circle, and floated leisurely towards the sedan chair.
Jiang Xiaoli held the mahogany sword ready to go.
After the incantation was finished, the two villagers kowtowed again. The black river suddenly boiled, and a series of bubbles burst out Gululu. But nothing appears.
"Come and save me! I'm tied up—" A circle of white smoke drifted in from outside the sedan chair. Mu Lei didn't take it seriously at first. The career of a women's clothing boss. As a result, before he could recall it, the smoke directly tied him up, strangling him almost out of breath.
—What about the bosses? Why are you guys still silent? Shouldn't he be abandoned? !
The author has something to say: There is also an entertainment activity (not an official game) in my manuscript, and then an ancient one, a ghost world, and a modern one, so... Do you have any recommendations
The next world will probably write a copy of the modern plane... right? Not ready yet.