The ancestral hall was empty and looked eerie in this deserted ancient house.
The wind blew the cloth strips on the beams, carrying the west wind, and poured it into Gu Beilin's neck.
There's something wrong with this wind, it's like a knife, scraping my skin.
Gu Beilin put the Royal God on his chest to protect his heart, tossing and turning, carefully watching every move in the ancestral hall.
As he walked slowly to the tablets, he suddenly drew out his sword quickly and struck at the tablets.
In an instant, all the tablets were chopped to pieces by him. At the same time, a strong wind blew and mist spread everywhere.
The ancestral hall was instantly filled with ancient soul energy, surrounding Gu Beilin one by one.
"Boom...ah...ah...who is coming...let me see who is coming..."
"Ignorant child...ignorant child...has been delivered to your door..."
"Here we go...dinner is served again...eat...I've been hungry for a long time..."
"These unscrupulous people took so long to bring food..."
"Eat him...eat him...I'm so greedy...I'm so greedy..."
Hoarse and unpleasant ghost noises were heard from all directions. Gu Beilin covered his damaged ears, clenched the god in his palm and started to kill.
When Yu Shen met those soul ghosts, he actually emitted a green light!
If it is a human soul, no matter how long it has been dead, it will only emit white air when it encounters the spiritual energy of heaven. Only ghosts and ghosts will emit green light.
The ancestors worshiped by the people in this ancient house all over the house have turned into ghosts!
This is so fucking chilling down the spine.
I don’t know what those descendants thought, but Gu Beilin was quite disgusting anyway.
Yushen had obviously never been entangled by such a small number of ghosts at the same time. He was a little timid for a moment and shrank directly behind Gu Beilin, rubbing his collar impatiently, trying to get in and isolate these ghosts.
It was irritated, and Gu Beilin was even more irritated than it. He pulled out the imperial god. In the critical moment, he didn't even bother to scold this coward. He directly threw it into the group of ghosts and started to use the Tianqi boxing technique.
Yu Shen closed his eyes and started killing indiscriminately. The ghosts were not as advanced as him and they didn't dare to get close to him, so they all came to pester Gu Beilin and surrounded him.
The spiritual energy of Tianqi Boxing covered Gu Beilin inside, and the ghosts kept hitting and roaring.
Gu Beilin opened his eyes, with murderous intent and madness pouring out of them. His eyes were dark and terrifying, as if he came from Hell, and his aura actually suppressed these real ghosts for a while.
If Qin Qin comes to see him, he will find that Gu Beilin is so strange at this time, not the same person as he remembers.
At this moment, the Royal God stabbed straight over, covering the ghosts in the aura circle, and cooperated with Gu Beilin to annihilate them together.
The ghost dissipated, and the gloomy air that shrouded the ancestral hall finally cleared away some of the clouds.
Gu Beilin took a deep breath. Yushen was afraid that he would deal with him, so he quickly got back on his back.
Gu Beilin had no intention of cleaning it up now. He discovered that there was a large black hole under the broken tablets, with a tunnel of stairs leading into the darkness.
There was something covered at the entrance. Gu Beilin lifted it up and saw that it was an old box with only a transparent body left.
Gu Beilin: "..."
Gu Beilin: "...Is he dead? He didn't move at all."
Those ghosts just now probably dragged down the old box bones as sacrifices and sucked them in. They were both ghosts, but the old box bones were weaker, and they sucked them until only a layer of soul remained.
Old Hex Gu woke up leisurely and saw Gu Beilin shaking him. He held his head: "I...what's wrong with me?"
"What's wrong with you?" Gu Beilin sneered: "You deserve it."
Let you sit on the old ghost's tablet!
"Follow me, drag the oil bottle." Gu Beilin ignored it and walked straight into the tunnel.
The tunnel was not spacious. After squeezing through the tunnel, Gu Beilin felt like his breathing was being suppressed. After extreme depression, there is light.
As soon as Gu Beilin opened his eyes in the bright light, a large number of people in cross-dressing appeared in front of him.
They were all facing Gu Beilin's direction, with smiles on their faces that seemed to be covered by dummies, cold and dull.
The leader stepped forward and bowed to Gu Beilin: "Welcome to our wedding, my respected guest."
He raised his head and stretched out his pale and old hands towards Gu Beilin: "What gifts did the guests bring us?"
Gu Beilin's face showed interest. He looked at them as if he was leisurely. He turned around twice, and the eyes of the living dead kept staring at him.
Gu Beilin held the sword and crossed his arms: "This is my first time attending a noble wedding and I don't understand the rules. What gifts do you want?"
The living dead man laughed, and the fake smile on his face seemed to be arrogantly carved on a puppet, which was very disturbing.
"We don't ask for much, and the guests must be able to afford it. I will go to the room prepared for the guests tonight and tell them. Now, please let us receive the guests to the place where we will hold the wedding."
He didn't know if it was Gu Beilin's illusion, but he felt that the tone of the living dead was filled with excitement.
What is he excited about?
"Okay, let's go."
Gu Beilin held his sword and walked among them, letting a group of living dead with their faces covered in paper take him to a gloomy ancient palace.
The ancient palace is large and beautiful, but it is eerie.
How should I put it, it feels like the Hall of Hell.
If you hold a wedding in a place like this, your life expectancy will be reduced by eighty percent.
But Gu Beilin took another look at the living dead next to him, and thought that this kind of place was probably just right for them.
"Dear guest, would you like to meet our lovely and beautiful bride?"
When the living dead said this, his expression was very strange and excited, which together made people feel extremely twisted.
"Has the wedding started?" Gu Beilin asked pretending to be casual.
"Not yet, but you are the first guest to arrive. You have the most distinguished status. For our bride, it is his blessing to see you and receive the blessings of the guests."
Gu Beilin rolled his eyes and thought, okay, just now you were stopping me from asking for a gift.
He was not interested in seeing any ghost bride at all, but he still pretended to be interested and prepared to take a look.
What if there is some kind of mission agency?
At this sight, I was dumbfounded.
"Little...brother-in-law?"
Gu Beilin was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and his whole body felt chilly.
Isn't the person with the red hijab and the wedding hairpin on the ground the same Qin Qin who got lost with him in the desert?
Qin Qin was wearing a blood-red wedding dress, with makeup on his face. He closed his eyes quietly, as if he had lost his life. Only the quiet rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive.
Qin Qin's dress and makeup were all in women's style, and he was the bride among these living dead.
"What are the guests saying? This is our beautiful bride. Please don't stare at her all the time. This is an extremely impolite behavior. Okay, does the guest have any blessings for the bride?"
Gu Beilin thought to himself, I wish you the best, I wish I could kill you all right now.
There were veins on the back of his hands and he tried his best to restrain himself.
"Can I speak to the bride alone?"
"this....."
"After all, I am the most distinguished guest, right?"
Gu Beilin looked down at the living dead with a clear look in his eyes, as if he really just wanted to say a few blessings.
