Seeing that the bride finally came out, the bride-to-be team, who had been hanging their heads and motionless, suddenly raised their heads and looked at Xiao Ling, who was tightly wrapped in a blood-red wedding dress and hijab.
Xiao Ling felt nothing, but the couple beside him shuddered and trembled all over.
"Village, village chief, the bride is here."
The village chief stooped and looked up and down at the bride.
"Is it Xiao Hua'er?"
The old voice was very uncomfortable to hear. Xiao Ling maintained a half-crouched position and frowned slightly in discomfort.
"Yes, of course it's Hua'er." Father Xiao quickly bowed and responded.
"I'm asking about the bride."
The village chief stared at the bride, his cloudy eyes looking a bit eerie under the dim sky.
Xiao Ling thought about his mother's request that he should pretend to be Hua'er's sister, so he nodded repeatedly without saying anything.
After receiving a response, the village chief finally looked away and glanced around the couple standing next to him.
The fear and reluctance on the faces of the Xiao family were not fake, and he didn't see any clues.
"The auspicious time is coming, let the bride get into the sedan chair."
The village chief took a few steps back to make way for Xiao Ling.
Seeing that they were not exposed, the couple quietly breathed a sigh of relief. They supported Xiao Ling from one side to the other and sent him into the sedan chair.
"The ghost king marries and blesses the people!"
"Get up the sedan!"
Following the shout from the leader of the village, the sedan chair was steadily lifted. At the same time, the suona sound that had stopped before began to whimper again.
Several villagers lit the red lanterns in their hands and placed them around the sedan to illuminate the way.
The group of people began to move slowly towards the mountains again.
In the sedan chair, Xiao Ling sat upright excitedly.
It turns out that the game of carrying a sedan chair is like this! No need to walk on your own, shaky step by step...
Fun and fun!
However, after the sisters in the village finished playing the game, they seemed to have not come back. Is it because the place they went to and that "husband" were too fun?
Xiao Ling curiously opened a corner of the hijab, stretched out her white and slender fingers and gently twisted the curtain on the right side.
The sedan chair swayed slightly, and he leaned forward gently and quietly put his head to the window.
The curtain was lifted up a small crack, and a bright eye opened wide, curiously looking at the scenery outside.
A stone tablet with the words "Mountain Ghost Village" engraved on it passed by before the eyes, and then the sedan chair turned around and headed up the slope, disappearing into the forest.
Huh? Are you leaving the village and heading up the mountain?
Xiao Ling's eyes were bright. His father and mother-in-law had not allowed him to go up the mountain to play for a long time. This time he played the game of carrying a sedan chair and he could go into the mountain. It was great!
However, before he could be happy for too long, he was caught off guard and met a pair of cloudy eyes.
It’s the village chief grandpa!
Xiao Ling was startled, fearing that he would be discovered, so he quickly retreated and covered his face with the hijab.
"Girl Hua'er, don't look around, we're almost here..."
Xiao Ling clenched her sleeves with some guilt, fearing that she would be found out that she was not Hua'er's sister and would be driven down the mountain and not allowed to play games.
Regardless of whether people outside could see it or not, he nodded without hesitation.
The village chief didn't say anything more. He just came to make a few remarks and then walked to the head of the team again.
Seeing that he was not discovered, Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
But after a long time, he was not allowed to talk or look outside, and he felt a little bored.
While taking out the unfinished sugar cake from his sleeve and nibbling on it, he knocked his head strangely.
It seemed that ever since he shouted shut up, the thing in his head stopped talking.
It seemed noisy before, but now it was boring, so Xiao Ling studied again, looking for something to relieve his boredom.
Hmm...why is there no sound? Is he dead?
[Host...Host...]
Hearing this familiar strange voice again, Xiao Ling's face lit up with joy: "Wow, you're still here, you're not dead~?"
Afraid of being heard by people outside, his voice was kept low and small, almost just a faint breath, like a thief.
【Host? ! You finally paid attention to me. Wuwuwuwu. TAT]
Suddenly receiving Xiao Ling's response, Xiao 8, who was originally weak, suddenly became stunned and cried with joy.
The host suddenly became stupid. It had clearly expressed its intention to refuse to communicate with it before, and then it was blocked. They thought that the host would not think of it until they finished playing with it...
Xiao Ling looked around, but still couldn't find the source of the sound, so he could only touch his head again: "Who are you? Are you the worm growing in my head?"
In the past, when his father occasionally scolded him when he was angry, he would say that his brain was eaten by worms.
Now it seems that there are really bugs in his brain!
Still a noisy, crying bug!
【Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, the host, I am Xiao8 ah QAQ】
"Little 8? What is Little 8?"
[Little 8 is not a thing! No, that’s not right, Xiao8 is your system! Woohoo host, wake up quickly...]
"Little 8 is a thin bucket? Hmm...is it a very thin bucket?"
Little 8: [...hiccups] (so angry that he burps)
How could its host, who was such a smart person, become like this!
"Little 8? Kegong? Why don't you speak?"
There was sudden silence in his head, and Xiao Ling couldn't sit still again.
He scratched his head, as if trying to wake up the "sleeping" little bug.
The originally neatly combed and exquisite bun was scratched by him and became a little loose and messy.
[Oh, anyway, host, please take off your hair crown and robe and escape from here! Don't listen to those people outside, it's dangerous here! 】
There were serious obstacles in communication with Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ba simply stopped explaining who he was and urged him to leave.
The bridal clothes and hair crown he wore, as well as the sedan chair, all exuded a lot of yin and resentment.
The plot is incomplete, but the so-called "ghost king" in the mountain is definitely not the male ghost king of this small world. He must be an evil ghost with a lot of resentment.
According to what the couple exchanged before, this evil "ghost king" has "eaten" more than one bride. The host is definitely unbeatable in this state.
No matter what, you have to run away before that evil ghost appears!
Xiao Ling usually thinks about these things, but now that he is in a daze, Xiao 8 must try to force himself to calm down and think.
However, Xiao Ling did not cooperate.
"No, these are the new clothes my mother gave me. I won't take them off! Besides, the village chief and my uncles are taking me to play games. I don't want to run away!"
[They are not playing games with you, they are sending you to death! Host, be obedient ~ Please QAQ]
"You're talking nonsense, my mother-in-law-"
While Xiao Ling and Xiao Ba were arguing, the wedding party suddenly stopped, and then the sedan was lowered to the ground with a "dong" sound, shaking Xiao Ling's body in the sedan.
"Ouch!"
