Duanmuqing was really a little confused. He originally thought that these guys were here to pick me up, but he didn't expect that he was the protagonist after a long time. This was like watching other people's jokes, but he didn't expect that the clown turned out to be him.
Duanmuqing spat a mouthful on the ground and smeared it on the ground, muttering something in his mouth. His expression looked like he was constipated.
I originally wanted to laugh at him, but when I opened my mouth I felt like I couldn't laugh.
Damn, the world is getting worse and worse, and people’s hearts are not as good as they used to be.
In today's society, everything must be discussed about money, let alone marrying a wife. The average diaosi who lives in his thirties cannot even afford a wife. Without money, there are no women. Talking about relationships is nonsense.
But what surprises me is, damn, even when ghosts get married, do they have to pay attention to being well-matched now?
He has twenty houses, and he is the perfect match for my wife. Doesn’t it mean that someone who doesn’t have twenty houses is not worthy?
At this time, my mood was as heavy as Duanmuqing's. In the end, the clown turned out to be me. If you don't have twenty houses, not even a ghost can look down on you. The world is getting worse, the world is getting worse!
I glanced at Duanmu Qing, and cold sweat broke out on the guy's head. He winked at me crazily. After all, being spotted by a ghost was not a good thing. This guy clearly wanted me not to expose him.
The corner of my mouth twitched, and I couldn't help laughing at his cowardice. Then I stretched out my finger, pointed at him, and said to the kid, "He is."
Duanmuqing: “@#￥%……*&*!!!!!!!”
Now the guy's face was twisted like a girl, and he stared at me fiercely, as if he was about to turn against me and take action at the next moment.
Hearing my voice, the little devils walked up to Duanmu Qing respectfully, bowed to him, and said, "Please, Mr. Xianggong, take a seat in the sedan chair."
I was a little speechless. This sedan chair was not prepared for me, but for my husband-in-law. I was just being sentimental. I am ashamed, I am ashamed...
"What are you going to do? What are you going to do? Freedom of marriage, freedom of marriage. There is no forced buying or selling. Be careful and I will sue you!"
At this time, several brats had already walked up to Duanmuqing and pushed him towards Jiaozi, but Duanmuqing struggled desperately, looking like he would rather die than surrender.
But the few kiddies didn't care about him at all, and these kiddies were much stronger than Duanmu Qing. Although he struggled desperately, he was still pushed into the sedan.
Seeing this guy sitting in the sedan, his face flushed red, I have never seen this guy so nervous, I almost didn't laugh.
"Big ears, you are so fucking unkind, you actually cheated me!"
Duanmuqing, who was in the sedan chair, shouted to me, as if a good woman was being forced into prostitution.
"Okay, okay, stop howling like crazy. You'll need a piece of meat if you go and see. Maybe Queen Su looks like Wang Zuxian. You'll fall in love with her when you go there, and you'll want to thank me later for helping you form this marriage."
What a good match." I said to Duanmu Qing with a smile.
The guy spit on the ground fiercely and said with a tragic look on his face: "Big Ear, you ruin my innocence, I won't let you go!"
I just smiled and ignored him.
"Commander, we're leaving now, just follow us." At this time, the leading kid nodded respectfully to me, and then lifted up the sedan.
The sedan was lifted up, and Duanmuqing inside let out another exclamation. However, his voice was as high-pitched as a girl's, and it was tactful and seductive.
The eight bearers lifted the sedan and walked towards the front, but they walked in the same pace as they came, walking nine steps shallow and one deep. After taking nine steps, they squatted deeply and jumped up suddenly.
I don't know why these little ghosts walk like this, but it shouldn't be that they are deliberately pretending to be ghosts, because they are ghosts themselves, and there is no need to pretend to be mysterious. There should be some rules.
I don’t know what the rules of this kind of walking are, but every time those brats squat down, Duanmuqing in the sedan will let out a scream, and the screams keep going all the way, and those who don’t know think that this guy is in the sedan.
What kind of invisible things are going on inside?
"I said, can you please stop screaming so loudly? Damn it, it's so shameful." I finally couldn't stand the guy's screams anymore and said to him angrily.
"ah!"
Duanmuqing opened the sedan curtain and couldn't help shouting again. His face was red and full of anger, and he yelled at me: "You fucking know nothing, there is something wrong with this sedan, it can stimulate people's souls."
, do you think I want to, ah......"
I patted my forehead with my hand and was a little speechless. I thought to myself, what the hell is this? It's really shameful for a big man to scream all the time.
Duanmuqing bit his lip, stared at me, and said, "Big ears, ruin my innocence, I hate you!"
After saying that, the guy lowered the curtain heavily, and from time to time, his screams were heard from inside, as if he was having an orgasm, ah! ah! ah...
I followed the sedan. This sedan was obviously not a real sedan, but made of paper. The reason why Duanmuqing was able to sit in it must have been the work of Empress Su.
Just like the paper-made taxi I took last time, it was Liu Tiande's technique.
I'm not afraid of Empress Su. Although she has a temple body, it's just a temple for obscenity. In the final analysis, she is still a ghost, so it's not difficult for me to deal with her.
The reason why I didn't take action was because I wanted to see what kind of existence that Empress Su was.
Moreover, these little ghosts were very polite to me and would not hit the smiling man with his hand. The same is true for the smiling man.
That Empress Su has been dead for hundreds of years, and her incest has continued, which proves that she is not an evil ghost, so I am willing to go and see what kind of existence she is.
But what makes me most curious is why Empress Su, who has been dead for hundreds of years, fell in love with Duanmuqing. Is it really because he has twenty houses and is a good match?
The little devils carried Jiaozi forward, walked past the ring road, and then walked to the suburbs.
There was a wasteland further ahead, and we walked along a path for about two or three miles, when the front suddenly became clear.
A small temple appeared on the originally dark and desolate ground. At this time, the door of the small temple was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and there were more than a dozen banquet tables, but the tables were filled with cold dishes.
There were crowds of people, piles of rouge and powder, people laughing and talking, and there were many guests, but I could tell that those guests were not people, but ghosts.
"The groom is here!"
I don't know who shouted, and all the ghosts stood up immediately and rushed towards the sedan.
