Gong Mengbi did not stay in the Netherworld for long. He came up with some bad ideas and then returned to the earthly world.
He has not yet reached the fourth level. Although the Five Mountains Spiritual God has gradually become more agile and can barely be called a pseudo-fourth level, there are still some flaws. Now, for him, it is the time to hide his capabilities and bide his time.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, dripping water turns into ice.
Although it is warm in the south of the Yangtze River, at times like this, the snow is knee-deep and the dripping water turns into ice. This time of year is difficult for people, animals, and monsters.
The unkempt Zhao Siqi was walking hard in the snow wearing a raincoat. His feet sank into the snow, and when he pulled them out, his exposed toes were already blue with cold.
"Woof woof!"
Following Zhao Siqi was a big long-haired dog. The long hair on its body was stuck together, making it look ugly and weird.
Zhao Siqi said: "Don't follow me, I don't like dogs."
"Woof woof!"
The big long-haired dog didn't understand. When he heard what he said, he got to his feet, squeezed between his legs, and swung his tail from side to side, sweeping away the snow.
The snow flew onto Zhao Siqi's face. He took a deep breath, sighed, kicked it lightly and said, "Go."
The big long-haired dog jumped to the side, and one person and one dog were walking hard in the heavy snow.
Of course Zhao Siqi didn't want to run around in such a heavy snowstorm. He just came out of the last place to stay before he could find the next place to stay.
He doesn't often stay in places where ordinary people live for a long time. In most cases, he only passes by. Unless he needs supplies, he won't stay for a long time.
He knew that there were two demons tracking him behind him. He could not stay in any place for more than seven days, otherwise they would be sensed by the other side and follow their traces.
He accepted this fate and was afraid of bringing disaster to others, so he did not want to run to crowded places.
He met this big long-haired dog in the last deserted village.
There were no living people in the village, only frozen corpses and collapsed houses. It was unknown what disaster had occurred.
The long-haired dog survived by eating corpses. After meeting Zhao Siqi, he followed him all the way.
Zhao Siqi doesn't like dogs.
He has the spirit of a fox and naturally dislikes dogs. What's more, dogs eating corpses, it's hard to say whether they awaken some kind of wild or demonic nature.
But the long-haired dog didn't care about this. It looked at him with eager, warm, and moist eyes, licked him with its pink tongue, waggled its tail at him, and accompanied him all the way.
So Zhao Siqi couldn't bear to drive it away.
The mountainside in the distance was covered with snow, and it seemed that a manor could be seen looming.
Zhao Siqi cheered up and said, "There are people there! You can go and ask for a place to stay for a night. If that doesn't work, ask for a bite of food."
The big long-haired dog also cheered up and jumped in the snow, not looking tired at all.
Zhao Siqi has already entered the Tao, he can't avoid the cold yet, and he has a lot of strength, but this long-haired dog is more energetic than him.
One person and one dog rushed towards the goal, but they were too fast to reach the mountain. By the time they reached the mountain, it was already dark, and they could barely see with only a little light from the snow.
In the dim light, everything was black.
Zhao Siqi is black, the long-haired dog is black, and the outer wall of the manor is also black, but there is a red light inside.
The lanterns were hung high, casting a red glow on the snow.
When Zhao Siqi arrived at the village, he saw the word "White Mansion" written on the door, and the lantern had a bright red word "Happiness" on it, making him feel happy.
Zhao Siqi whispered to the long-haired dog: "We are having a wedding, and maybe we can ask for a drink."
He knocked on the door, and two long, thin boys opened the door. Seeing the unkempt Zhao Siqi, one of the boys asked, "Who are you?"
Zhao Siqi said: "I was passing by on a snowy day and saw the lights in your village, so I wanted to come and beg for food."
The young man laughed and said, "What a coincidence! If it had been in the past, I'm afraid the master would have refused. Today's wedding of the seventeenth girl is a great joy. When I report it, the master will definitely not refuse."
Zhao Siqi waited silently. After a while, the door opened again, and the boy led him in and said, "This way, please."
Zhao Siqi was brought in by the servant, and saw that the beautifully furnished courtyard was filled with tables of banquets, and guests were sitting at the banquets one by one, waiting for the banquet to begin.
Zhao Siqi was placed at the table at the back, surrounded by four men in brown clothes with prominent cheekbones and sunken cheeks.
When Zhao Siqi sat down, these four people looked at him and asked, "How did you get here?"
Zhao Siqi said: "Those who are passing by, come and ask for food."
The coir raincoat and bamboo hat had been taken off and hung on the wall. Zhao Siqi's face was frosty, but he could still vaguely see his outstanding features. He looked at the four men and asked: "Are you the relatives of the owner of this family?"
The four men sighed and said, "We are not relatives, we are just servants."
Zhao Siqi's feet suddenly felt warm. He looked down and saw the long-haired dog lying at his feet, looking at him quietly with wet eyes.
Zhao Siqi stretched out his hand and rubbed the dog's face and said, "It's just a coincidence. The concierge said that if it hadn't been for the wedding of the seventeenth girl, I might not have been able to get in."
One of the men said: "You shouldn't have come in."
Another said: "It's not a good thing."
Another one looked at him and said, "Whatever you heard or saw, don't say anything."
The last one said: "Leave after eating, don't stay until dawn."
Zhao Siqi's heart sank and he quietly looked around. He saw that all the guests around him had pointed mouths and shrunken cheeks. They looked very similar to the four people around him.
He whispered: "Thanks for the advice."
One of the men said: "You kid, you dare to wander around alone. You are very courageous. Just stay calm."
While he was talking, he saw an old man with white hair and beard walking into the courtyard on crutches, wiping tears as he walked.
Immediately afterwards, two young men came out supporting a mountain of meat.
This Roushan was wearing a red wedding dress, a phoenix crown and a hare. She was struggling to get dressed. The gold and jade phoenix crown stood on the top of her head, like a small wine glass on a large tray.
Xifu strangled her waist and divided her into two pieces of steamed buns.
This meat mountain is so fat, but its face vaguely shows a bit of charm, but it's just sunk in the flesh, and it's a bit funny and weird.
Zhao Siqi's heart was beating fast when he saw it, and he even felt a sense of fear and awe.
But the four men sobbed softly and said, "Poor girl Shi Qi."
Zhao Siqi asked: "Is this the Seventeenth girl? Isn't getting married a happy event?"
The four men just sobbed and sobbed, looked frightened, shook their heads repeatedly, and did not dare to say anything. The guests in the courtyard behaved similarly to them, sobbing softly.
The old man trembled his beard and said, "It's a great joy for Xiao Qi to get married today! Don't cry, play music for me! Play music!"
