Seeing Uncle Ying fall into the oil painting, Wan Qi was stunned for a moment and then followed him in.
Seeing Wan Qi and Uncle Ying both enter the oil painting, before Ma Xiaoling had time to think, her body had already made the decision for her.
Following Wan Qi, she also got into the oil painting.
At this moment, even though Ma Xiaoling had used the eye-opening spell on herself, her eyes were still pitch black.
When she regained her vision, she realized that she was actually in a sedan.
And her clothes had turned into a bright red wedding dress at some point.
What makes Ma Xiaoling feel strange is that when encountering such a thing, she should feel fear and panic.
But none of this happened. Her heart was full of joy at this time, and there was also a feeling of expectation.
As if today was her wedding day, she was looking forward to the moment she saw her groom.
Soon her body felt the bumps of the sedan, and not long after, Ma Xiaoling felt that the sedan she was in stopped somewhere.
A pair of hands gently reached towards the sedan curtain and opened it.
Ma Xiaoling secretly passed through the gap under the red hijab and looked at the person who opened the sedan curtain. After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, she was obviously stunned for a moment.
The man wearing a bright red groom's wedding dress was too familiar to Ma Xiaoling.
This person is none other than her team leader Wan Qi!
Seeing the mean smile on Wan Qi's face at this time, after opening the curtain, he wanted to grab the red hijab on his head.
Ma Xiaoling tilted her head with some dissatisfaction and avoided the mean hand.
"Oh! The bride is still shy! I think Ma Xiaoling is almost done!
Why, I really enjoy being a bride! Don’t forget that we still have tasks to do!"
Seeing that he failed to catch Ma Xiaoling's red hijab, Wan Qi put away the mean smile on his face and began to preach to Ma Xiaoling seriously.
As soon as Wan Qi opened his mouth, Ma Xiaoling was sure that the person in front of him was his team leader.
"Team leader! Where is this? Why are we all dressed like this!"
Ma Xiaoling took off her red hijab, stepped out of the sedan with a curious expression, leaned next to Wan Qi and asked.
In this situation, Ma Xiaoling felt that only Wan Qi could bring her a sense of security.
"You ask me, who am I going to ask? Now I can only be sure that this is an illusion!
We should be in a subspace now! By the way, the sedan you sat in was quite comfortable before!
Look at the things that are carrying the sedan for you!"
Regarding Ma Xiaoling's question, Wan Qi rolled his eyes, then pointed at the bearers carrying the sedan for Ma Xiaoling and said.
After being reminded by Wan Qi, Ma Xiaoling looked up and saw four people actually standing around the sedan.
But after seeing the faces of the four people clearly, Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but take a breath of air, and goosebumps all over her body stood up.
The faces of the four bearers were as pale as paper, without any blood.
The eye sockets were sunken and dark, and there was no sparkle in them.
It can be seen that the faces of those bearers have more or less dark brown patches.
These plaques were so familiar to Ma Xiaolin that he could identify them as corpse plaques at a glance.
"Dead...dead people! They are all dead people!"
Although Ma Xiaoling is a Taoist practitioner, she was still shocked by the scene in front of her at first glance, and her voice even stuttered a bit.
"If I'm not mistaken! These people have been dead for many years!
Okay, let's not worry about them for now! I think Uncle Ying, He Ling, Yuanji and Danako should all be here too!
Let’s go find them first!”
Wan Qi's reaction was not as exciting as Ma Xiaoling's. After taking out a cigarette and lighting it for himself, he turned around and walked into the big room behind the entrance.
Wan Qi's appearance made Ma Xiaoling feel both friendly and weird.
The bright red groom's wedding robe, worn on Wan Qi's body, and combined with his smoking look, always felt like something nondescript.
However, Ma Xiaoling knew very well that the current situation was unclear and she would be safest only by following Wan Qi closely.
Who knows if the Taoist skills I know can be useful in this weird place?
Following Wan Qi, he walked in. Just as he approached the entrance, he saw a man who looked like a housekeeper in a gray coat walking out.
Ma Xiaoling took a closer look and saw that this person was actually Uncle Ying!
At this time, Uncle Ying's face was not dull and rigid as before, but instead had a festive smile.
"Ah! The young master is very happy today! He is in a hurry to pick up the bride!
Eh? Isn’t this the bride? Why did your red hijab open before the wedding?
This... this... this is against the rules! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Put this hijab on?"
As soon as Uncle Ying saw Ma Xiaoling, wearing a bride's bright red dress, but without a red hijab, he couldn't help but feel nervous and dissatisfied as he spoke, and wanted to reach out and cover Ma Xiaoling with the red hijab.
"Hey! What are the rules, Uncle Ying? You should tell me first! I took off Ma Xiaoling's red hijab!"
Wan Qi took a step forward and stood in front of Ma Xiaoling, happily stopping Uncle Ying's movement.
"Hey! Master! When the new daughter-in-law comes in, this red hijab can only be taken off during the wedding ceremony!
This is a rule! Otherwise it would be unlucky...ah!"
Unexpectedly, before Uncle Ying finished speaking, Wan Qi slapped Uncle Ying and flew him away.
Uncle Ying fell to the ground, covering his face from being slapped, and didn't say a word for a long time.
However, both Ma Xiaoling and Wan Qi could clearly see that a black energy dissipated from Uncle Ying's body after Wan Qi slapped him away.
As the black air dissipated, Uncle Ying's face became dull and rigid again.
"Master, I seem to have been beaten! The opponent is very strong! I didn't even see who hit me!"
Uncle Ying slowly stood up from the ground and looked around with a wary expression.
"Don't worry! Uncle Ying, no matter how strong the opponent is, you still have me! Let's go! Let's go inside and take a look!
Maybe our friends are all in there!"
Wan Qi did not let Uncle Ying continue to dwell on this topic. He waved his hand and walked towards the big house.