"Hey, good friend...that groom looks like you? Is he exactly the same as you?"
Suddenly, Yaya emerged from Ye Qing's hair, stared at the groom riding on the white horse, and said doubtfully.
"Really?" Ye Qing knew that Yaya was not an ordinary weirdo. She had a pure mind and could see things that ordinary people couldn't.
Ye Qing raised his head and looked at the groom on the white horse. At the same time, the groom also tilted his head and looked at each other.
Ye Qing's heart trembled. Just as Yaya said, the groom looked very much like him, or it could be said that the two of them were carved from the same mold.
After checking their eyes, they were indeed exactly the same person.
At this moment, the groom looked at Ye Qing and grinned.
As he smiled, Ye Qing felt as if he was in a trance. When he woke up, he found that he was already riding on the horse and had become the groom.
"Please ask the groom to dismount and welcome the bride!" Suddenly, the matchmaker's voice sounded loudly.
Ye Qing got off his horse in confusion and walked to the coffin.
"Ask the groom to kick the door!" the matchmaker shouted again.
Ye Qing couldn't help but kick the coffin with his feet.
Well, everyone else kicks the sedan door when they get married, but it’s okay for me to marry a dead man. What’s the point of kicking the coffin?
Aren't you afraid of corpse fraud?
Well, according to his estimation, there is a high probability that the corpse will be faked!
“Ask the groom to carry the bride!”
Following the matchmaker's shout, the coffin lid creaked open, and a woman wearing a wedding dress and a red hijab suddenly sat up.
If you ignore the place where the woman stood up and her pale, paper arms, she does look a bit like a bride, but now... she's a little scared!
"Please ask the groom to carry the bride!" Seeing Ye Qing's delay, the matchmaker shouted again.
Ye Qing swallowed. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that his feet didn't obey him!
Seeing Ye Qing's delay in responding, he saw the bride in the coffin slowly floated up and landed on his back. A pair of flawless arms like white jade hung down from both sides of his neck and hugged his neck.
"Haha... Girl, you are quite proactive!" Ye Qing felt as if there was a piece of ice lying on his back, cold and icy, and extremely penetrating.
"Please ask the groom to carry the bride home!" Next, the matchmaker shouted again.
"Let's just go. I have lived two lifetimes and have never carried a bride on my back. Although she is a ghost bride, she is still a bride after all. It doesn't hurt to give it a try!" Ye Qing also found it interesting, so he walked forward carrying the bride on his back.
But the further they walked, the colder and heavier the bride behind her became.
In the beginning, it looked like a stone, then gradually looked like an ice cube, and then like an iceberg...
If Ye Qing could look up, he would find that his back was not only the bride, but also densely covered with people.
Or rather, ghost!
All the ghosts are clustered together, like a stack of Arhats, stacked high together. When they reach the top, they strangely spread out in all directions, like branches. The overall look is like a big tree with a canopy and a towering canopy.
One person can carry thousands of ghosts;
One person has a huge negative impact!
Ye Qing was bent over. Every time he took a step, his feet would sink into the ground up to his knees, and the surrounding area would be covered with a thick layer of frost.
"Xiao Lang, do you no longer love Yu Niang and don't want to marry her? Why are you walking slower and slower?"
Just as he pulled out his foot from the ground, Guo Yuniang's voice suddenly sounded faintly behind Ye Qing.
Ye Qing felt a chill on the back of his neck, and then the arms slowly tightened and pressed against his skin, as if Guo Yuniang would strangle him to death if his answer was not satisfactory.
"I walk slowly? It's all down to you!" Ye Qing complained, but the arms around his neck made him very aware of the situation and swallowed the words that came to his lips, and said obediently: "Of course I love it, I love it to death is you!"
Don’t I just love you so much?
Ye Qing moved his steps and slowly fell down. The surrounding earth buzzed and trembled, cracking into spiderweb-like lines.
"Since you love me, then Xiao Lang wants to stay with me forever and never be separated!" Guo Yuniang's arms continued to shrink, squeezing her tighter and tighter, as if she was going to suffocate Ye Qing.
"Okay!" Ye Qing agreed happily, as if he didn't feel anything.
"Okay, okay, Yuniang and Xiao Lang will be together forever and never be separated!" Guo Yuniang looked very happy, her head drooped, and she leaned on Ye Qing's shoulders. Her jade arms tightened little by little, trying to strangle Ye Qing. green.
If we die, we will be together forever!
One breath...
Three breaths...
Five breaths...
Ten breaths...
Guo Yuniang's smile gradually solidified on her face. Because the person who was strangled was fine, she still had a smile on her face. On the contrary, her arms were broken into cracks.
"Why don't you continue? To be honest, it's quite comfortable!" Ye Qing shook his head, his shins creaking: "If you don't move, I will move!"
As he spoke, Ye Qing slowly raised his right foot, extremely slowly, as if it was carrying the mountains and rivers and the earth. The ground under his left foot began to tremble slightly, like trembling, but also like fear!
Three inches later, he raised his right foot and stamped on the ground suddenly. The ground undulated and swayed like soft silk, and the surrounding houses collapsed silently.
Ye Qing's originally stooped body seemed to be bent to the extreme, and then suddenly rebounded from the taut iron bow. The ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, his spine suddenly straightened, and his body stood upright, like a big spear, piercing the sky.
The ten thousand ghosts he was carrying behind him were thrown away as he stamped his feet and stood up.
"Hey, it turns out that I carry all these things on my back, no wonder it's so heavy!" Ye Qing half-twirled his body, brought a fist with his body, and punched out when someone came.
"Steamed Daze style"
Under the fierce burning wind, all the ghosts in the sky melted away like evaporated lake water.
"It's a pity that bride, I haven't lifted my hijab yet?" After destroying all the ghosts with one punch, the red wedding robe on Ye Qing's body naturally disappeared, and the Faceless, Kung Fu Frog, etc. who had previously disappeared reappeared on the road. Next to him, he looked confused, as if he didn't know what happened.
"rustle……"
The breeze blew by, and in the center of the ruined village, the big locust tree swayed and rustled in the wind.
Accompanied by a slight rustling sound, countless branches and roots attacked Ye Qing from behind like claws and teeth.
But unfortunately, silently!
But just as the branches and roots came within a few feet of Ye Qing, Ye Qing suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Hey, I already knew that these were all your fault, Yin Huai!"
As if their true identity was exposed, those branches and roots became angry and stabbed at a faster speed.
Ye Qing sneered and punched out, the branches and roots that were swept away suddenly turned into ashes.
Immediately, Ye Qing stepped forward, approached Yinhuai, raised his hand, made a fist, and struck on Yinhuai.
The Yin locust tree was huge, and Ye Qing stood underneath it, as if he was shaking a tree like an earthworm, not overestimating his own strength.
But at the next moment, countless faces appeared above the locust tree. There were the three people who told ghost stories at the entrance of the village, a man who was a gambler, a groom on a white horse, a bride in a coffin, etc. Countless faces pointed sadly. shouted.
Along with the screams, wisps of dark red burning wind and flames spurted out from the eyes, ears, mouths and noses of those faces and turned into ashes.
The next moment, wisps of dark red flames seeped out from the gaps in the entire shady locust tree. The locust leaves withered and the branches fell off. In just a dozen breaths, the towering tree was completely burned to ashes by the foehn wind.
Finally, the howling foehn wind blew the ashes of the locust trees into the air.
"You are finally relieved!" Ye Qing looked at the scattered ashes and smiled slightly.
After the locust tree turned into ashes, the thick fog and darkness that filled the surrounding slowly disappeared, and wisps of moonlight and starlight fell from the sky, hazy and dreamy, not like the human world, but better than the human world.
Under the moonlight, everything around him appeared clearly before Ye Qing's eyes.
The place where they were was not a village, but a mass grave. Desolate tombs and tombs were scattered around in an orderly manner. There were vaguely exposed bones, which were desolate and bleak.
Ye Qing's location was right in the center of the tomb. There was a pile of remaining ashes in front of him. Obviously, where the ashes were, there should be a towering tree.
"Sir, what on earth was that tree just now?" Wu Mian asked.
After the previous locust tree was reduced to ashes, everything around it returned to normal. It was obvious that the locust tree was the key to the existence of this village.
Ye Qing picked up a handful of ashes on the ground, twirled it between his fingers, and said, "That tree is called Yin Locust Tree, and it is a strange and resentful tree. Yin Locust Tree grows in extremely dark places, so it is often seen in tombs and battlefields. Waiting place.”
"The body of Yin Sophora japonica is not powerful, but in the place where Yin Sophora japonica is born, if many people die and the Yin energy gathers, Yin Sophora japonica will absorb these Yin energy and give birth to many ghosts, resentful souls, zombies and other strange things. Once The climate created by the Yin locust tree is much more powerful than ordinary resentment-level monsters, and even no less powerful than some seduction-level monsters."
Hearing this, Wu Mian nodded: "Every one of those ghostly monsters in the village was at least a severe level monster. The last bride may even be a resentful level monster. She is indeed very powerful!"
Ye Qing ignored Wu Mian's thoughts and continued: "It's just that the place where Yin Locust grows is too harsh, the growth cycle is slow, and the body's strength is too weak, so it is a resentful level monster."
"I understand, thank you for clarifying my doubts, sir!" Wu Mian took the time to flatter him.
Ye Qing accepted it happily and said: "Now that I understand, let's put away these remaining ashes of Sophora japonica!"
"Ah... what's the use of packing these up?" Wu Mian was puzzled.
"Don't ask, just put it away!" Ye Qing did not explain. In fact, the ashes of Yinhuai are the main ingredient for refining disease incense, which is why he deliberately left these ashes.
"Yes, Young Master!" Wu Mian did not ask further questions, but followed the instructions and put the ashes from the locust tree on the ground into a porcelain vase and handed it to Ye Qing.
After Ye Qing collected the shells in the mountains and rivers, Wu Mian asked: "Sir, should we continue on our journey, or should we rest here for one night?"
Ye Qing smiled softly: "Of course I'm going to rest here."
"This is Yin Huai's territory. There shouldn't be any other weird things around. It's the safest place to sleep in the open!"
"Besides, I have to wait for some people here."
Wait for some people who overestimate their abilities!
