The joy on Song Rupu's face remained undiminished after being kicked away. She was just about to step forward to talk for a while, but soon she was caught by several green-faced and fanged ghosts that rushed out of the small garden.
He didn't allow him to say anything, and he was treated with a heavy punch.
He beat Song Rupu until he was holding his head in miserable condition with both hands. After repeatedly begging for mercy, he impatiently lifted Song Rupu under his arm, as if he was hugging a bundle of firewood.
"I understand! It's not that you've never tasted good pork, it's that you've never tasted pork in your life!"
Song Rupu looked at Chen Heng, who was standing a few steps away with a plain face, as if it had nothing to do with him, and felt great sadness in his heart:
"Zhuyu is here, why are you still clinging to me? Even if you are a ghost now, why are you so blind? Can't you tell the difference between black and white?!"
"It's the young lady who wants to marry you Song Rupu, not me..."
The long-tongued ghost who slowly chased out of the small garden glanced at Chen Heng. After being startled, he looked at Song Rupu again and sighed:
"Uncle, today is the wedding day. All the ghosts in the house, big and small, have been looking forward to this day for a long time. They are all waiting to enjoy a lot of blood food on this happy day. Don't you want to do it again? I made a mistake!"
The long-tongued ghost looked at Song Rupu with a sinister expression, his fierce look clearly revealed:
"Since the lady has taken a liking to you, that is your blessing!
Even if you don't want to do it and want to play some dirty tricks, don't choose to stir up trouble today and delay the food of everyone in the house! Otherwise, I will never spare you! "
The fierce ghosts who captured Song Rupu all joined in and stared at Song Rupu with their heads down, their expressions full of unkind and stern expressions.
As soon as Song Rupu dared to speak out to argue again, it was as if he was going to eat him alive and eat him till he was full.
"My original intention was just to ask for a glass of plain wine, so why did I end up in such trouble?"
Song Rupu was heartbroken for a moment:
"If I had known this, I should have huddled in the cave and been unable to escape, leaving slaves like you begging for money for hundreds of years without even being able to touch the threshold..."
The long-tongued ghost sneered and said nothing, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered the ghosts to carry him back to his room to wash himself, dress up, and put on new clothes.
Chen Heng looked at Song Rupu's head with its four hooves tied up, that is, a pig that was about to be slaughtered on the butcher table. He kept crying out in sorrow and struggled hard.
But he only lasted a few breaths before he gradually disappeared and was thrown into the side room.
"Who is this?"
Chen Heng asked Ziying who was beside him.
"Song Rupu, the new uncle this time."
Ziying couldn't help but show embarrassment on her face, lowered her head and said in a low voice:
"This Jingxiu, like Mr. Bai, is a non-blood-eater. It's all a coincidence."
Chen Heng changed his name to Bai Daoquan this time, claiming that he got the name from an ancient book. Ziying also added the surname he had made up in front of the previous name.
"This Aunt Song doesn't seem to be happy to get married. Judging from his appearance just now, does he mean to drag me into the water?"
Chen Heng smiled:
"Dare I ask Miss Ziying, is there any hidden secret in this?"
"Is there any hidden secret? It's just that this boy is arrogant, and the young lady may be...a little bit off in appearance..."
Ziying shook her head, showing an imperceptible sneer. She didn't want to say any more, and just led Chen Heng through the small garden and pavilion and into the main hall of the mansion.
What you see upon entering is a lively scene with lights, colorful lights and gongs and drums beating.
Although the main hall of this ghost house is quite spacious, it cannot accommodate so many ghost guests.
So outside the main hall, on the white ground that could look like a horse race, twelve more large canopies were erected. Each canopy was covered with lichen and a banquet was held on top.
At this time, Chen Heng seemed to have arrived a little late. Not only the main hall, but also the twelve banquet tables on the white floor were full.
Big ghosts and little ghosts ran north and south, wandering around in the sky.
The wind was howling and the black mist was lingering.
Red-haired ghost, black-faced ghost, bull-headed ghost,
Hanged ghost, drowned ghost, knife-laden ghost, night-crying ghost, shaggy-headed ghost, zombie ghost, plague ghost, childbirth ghost, belly ghost...
A group of ghosts with waists and broken arms, some with no legs or heads, were enjoying themselves, eating people and drinking blood. There were countless chewing sounds in the place accompanied by laughter, and the atmosphere was extremely eerie for a moment.
Chen Heng laughed when he saw this, cupped his hands towards Ziying, and said no more.
After scanning around with his eyes, he randomly found a slightly sparse banquet table and filled it.
"Mr. Bai?"
Ziying frowned slightly when she saw this. She originally wanted to lead him to the main hall, but saw that Chen Heng was already familiar with it and chose a seat by herself.
After hesitating for a moment, he gave up.
"Sitting on the white ground? It's not bad... Even though there are so many lonely ghosts around, it's not a good thing to be in a dignified place, but it's a good thing to be far away from the lady."
Ziying secretly thought:
"Given Miss Bai's generous temper, when she meets Mr. Bai, she has no choice but to compete with me again. She can only hate that I am of low origin, but I can't compete with her...
If I can drag it on for a day, it's a day. It's best to wait until I get tired of playing with him before giving Mr. Bai to the lady! "
This is the thought.
She couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart.
More than once...
The young lovers she had chosen were all taken away by Miss Yue, and they were snatched away alive before she could enjoy them to the fullest.
Such spoiled goods must be returned whole and tail afterward. Ziying also disliked the pickling, so she simply chewed them in one bite and used them as dry snacks to accompany wine.
After repeating this several times, she felt an indescribable emotion in her heart.
If it weren't for the fear of the fierce power of Shanhu Gong and Feihua Granny, I wouldn't dare to resist at all.
Ziying just wished she could torture Miss Yue in all kinds of tortures and then devour her alive in one bite.
"Looking at Mr. Bai's not very strong physique, he must be an inexperienced person. Anyway, I, Ziying, will definitely drink this oral soup today, and I, the King of Heaven, can't even think of snatching it away from me!"
She took one last deep look at Chen Heng, turned around and left, thinking: .z.br>
"I am a compassionate person who understands both cold and hot, but Miss Yue is not...
If you want to ask Mr. Shanhu and Granny Feihua to see you, you have to see if Mr. Bai is strong enough so that you don't get crushed to death by that bitch when she turns over on the bed! "
And another place.
Chen Heng had calmly squeezed away a few ghosts who wanted to compete with him for space, reached out and moved a chair over, and sat on it. Regardless of the curses of the ghosts, there was still a slight smile on his face.
The two ghosts at the same table on the left and right looked at him sideways, with a little curiosity in their eyes.
One was a skinny and skinny ghost, his body was green, and his whole body exuded the smell of various weird medicinal materials, which mixed into a greasy smell that made people sick and dizzy.
The other one was a long ghost that was three feet tall, like a little giant.
He didn't use a chair, he just sat on the ground, but he was still taller than all the ghosts at the banquet, and his tapered head almost reached the canopy.
"My younger brother Bai Daoquan, I have met my two elder brothers."
He cupped his hands and said.
All the ghosts on the table were feasting, and some even got into a fight to compete for food. The scene was very noisy for a while.
Only the elderly ghost and the elder ghost took time out of their busy schedules to look up and look at Chen Heng who had just taken his seat.
"Where did you get this look, my dear brother? What a skill, what a skill!"
The dying ghost swallowed the dried meat in his mouth and praised:
"Brother, I look like a mess, but my wise brother looks so good. How did it happen? Is it some kind of ghost magic?"
He licked the corner of his mouth and said, still unfinished:
"If I had such a good skin as my good brother, I would have become the face of Granny Feihua, and become a comrades with that Shan Hu Gong! I have enough blood and food every day, and all I eat is smooth skinned meat. This tender, sweet little person is so happy!
Not like now, just to eat
Food with blood in your mouth is all about selling your butt!
After losing most of his life, all he got was a few human bones, and it was just the thigh bone of an old woman! How pitiful! "
When the ghosts around him heard this, they all burst into laughter and made a fuss.
"This dear brother is unfamiliar to me. This is actually the first time I've met him."
The long ghost on the right slowly chewed a piece of heart and liver. After eating it carefully and wiping it clean, he pulled down the ribbon hanging from the canopy above his head and wiped his mouth carefully.
He looked at Chen Heng, cupped his hands and said:
"I think it was Miss Ziying from the mansion who sent my dear brother here. I wonder if my dear brother is familiar with her?"
As soon as the long ghost said this, not only did the dying ghost stop eating, but even several ghosts who had been munching their heads raised their heads in surprise and looked here.
"It's just a chance encounter. How can a little brother like me be a lonely ghost and climb up to such a high-ranking family? You should stop making fun of me."
Chen Heng sighed and shook his head.
"Damn it! The pretty boy is just good at pretending, and not a single word he says is true!"
The dying ghost cursed in his heart, forced a smile to deal with it, and continued to reach out to grab the food, causing the clinking of cups, plates, and bowls.
At this time.
He seemed to feel that there was suddenly more moisture in the air.
After inhaling the nasal cavity, it is completely wet.
The dying ghost burped, took a few more vigorous sniffs, shook his head, and quickly forgot about it, not thinking about it anymore.
And not just him.
In the main hall and under the twelve canopies, dozens of ghosts were vaguely aware of this change.
However, the sudden increase in water vapor is only in the normal category, and there is nothing unusual about it. It is slight and slight, and you will miss it if you don't pay attention.
He didn't doubt his presence and continued to have fun.
During the banquet, people exchanged glasses and laughed fiercely.
Colorful colors are the heart and liver...
There was a continuous sound of squealing, and the ghosts were like tigers eating lambs. They seemed to have been hungry for three days and three nights. In an instant, they had eaten up all the flesh and blood on the table, even the bones. , chew it carefully and swallow it together with the stubble.
Chen Heng never moved his chopsticks.
The long ghost next to him seriously licked the remaining blood on the plate.
While knocking over a few ghosts who wanted to compete with him for the licking plate, he asked doubtfully:
"Brother, why don't you eat it? This is real human flesh and blood, not just some chickens, ducks, cattle or sheep to fool around with. The taste is most tender and delicious. After passing this village, there is no such shop. .”
"That's right, that's right!"
The dying ghost also said vaguely:
"Miss Yue this time is very generous. Anyone who is willing to come to the banquet will be given blood food. She is such a luxurious person! I don't know how lucky my new uncle is. Could it be that he is a good person who has been practicing for ten generations? Is this such a fate?"
"I am a Jingxiu, but I don't need blood."
Under the gaze of Chang Gui, Chen Heng shook his head.
Jing Xiu?
The old ghost and the dying ghost were stunned for a moment, looking at them strangely. After a long time, they turned their heads and coughed, with extremely strange expressions on their faces.
"Jingxiu also tastes pretty good, a good dry snack... No!"
The dying ghost just subconsciously muttered something, then realized that he had spilled the beans, and turned his face away in embarrassment, not daring to look at Chen Heng again.
"My dear brother is still young and doesn't know the wonderful taste of blood food. That's why he said such words."
Chang Gui also swallowed hastily, looked away from Chen Heng, touched his head, and pretended to be calm:
"The dishes served today are still in the "classy" style and not satisfying. Don't say that you don't like the wise brother, but the foolish brother also tastes nothing and is not happy. "
When the long ghost said this, several ghosts who were knocked to the ground because they couldn't compete with him to lick the plate all started laughing and spitting on the ground.
Changgui still looked calm and continued:
"The next "Martial Arts" is the real highlight of this encounter!
Brother Yu is not just bragging. No matter how good you are, just one bite will turn you into a great master! "
The surroundings were full of various spooky ghosts walking back and forth, noisy and noisy.
The stench of blood from the severed limbs on the table and the stench of pus from the ghosts were mixed together, making people want to vomit.
Seeing that Miss Yue still hadn't arrived, Chen Heng had no choice but to suppress the murderous intention in his heart.
In order not to look out of place, I struck up a conversation with the ghost next to me.
And when this ghost talked about the difference between "Wen Chi" and "Martial Chi", he talked endlessly, and it seemed that he had a special understanding. The ghosts at the nearby tables couldn't help but gather around, drooling, and listened with rapt attention.
Wen Chi is nothing more than cooking flesh and blood into dishes.
But Wu Chi eats them alive, and pays attention to all beards and tails. The screams and cries are all the best condiments for fun and wine...
During the long ghost's vivid narration, the nearby ghosts moved their index fingers and screamed in their stomachs one after another.
There were many ghosts, and they glanced at Chen Heng, the so-called Jing Xiu, with a look of sternness and hunger hidden in their eyes.
It's the company commander ghost.
I also looked at him, looked at him again, and looked at him again...
"Among the ghosts, there are actually those who cannibalize each other? And looking at this situation, Zhao Xiu, who eats blood, actually regards Jing Xiu as food? The world is mysterious, and seeing it is better than hearing it a hundred times."
Chen Heng's eyes flickered slightly and he thought to himself.
At this time.
Chang Guicai was talking about his first "Martial Arts" experience, but he hadn't finished describing it with gusto.
Only a thundering sound of gongs and drums was heard, followed by the sound of drums and ribbons floating in the air.
Amidst the loud singing of praises, Song Rupu, who was wearing new clothes and expressionless, took the lead to stumble out of the back room surrounded by several maids.
He glanced around and his eyes turned red instantly. He stood there for a long time without moving, but was secretly pushed by several maids.
Reluctantly, he reached out his hand, closed his eyes as if he was about to die, turned around, and led Miss Yue into the main hall.
The ground shook slightly, and the tiny gravels stayed in the air for a few moments before flopping to the ground.
The voices of the ghosts suddenly fell silent.
Even the noisy drums and music were silenced.
The ground-shaking footsteps got closer and closer, getting louder and louder, and finally it was like a lightning strike, shaking off all the accumulated dust on the beams.
"Is this Miss Yue? She really deserves her name..."
Chen Heng looked over and his pupils shrank slightly.
