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Chapter 8: Being a Bride Every Night

Chapter 8 Becoming a bride every night

‘Welcoming a bride in the evening? Which kind of bride are you welcoming?’

But in just a short breath, the sound of the suona got closer and closer, and several figures and a sedan chair were revealed in the pale hazy mist.

Li Kui tensed up, but he didn't dare to sit there stupidly. He quickly rolled onto the grass beside him, lowered his head, held his breath, and looked over with squinted eyes.

Not far away, four men in black coats came carrying a sedan chair, followed by a group of people playing gongs and drums.

In just a second, Li Kui felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.

The sedan chair, which was at least twenty meters away a second ago, actually teleported across a distance of more than ten meters. The honor guards behind it all jumped more than five inches off the ground as if they were gravity-free and chased after them.

'ghost?!'

In the electric light and flint, Li Kui's pupils suddenly flashed with a faint light.

Youtong: It means encountering the gods, it means being deeply immersed in the gods. You can see into the underworld and hell, and you can see through illusions.

It seemed like the thin gauze had been taken off, and the four men carrying the sedan were clearly four paper figures, with white faces and blush, and four little ghosts attached to their bodies. The group behind them were all playing gongs and drums.

paper man.

The newly beautiful red sedan chair was dilapidated and dilapidated, and the bride wearing a red hijab could be seen inside.

'It hit me in the face.'

Li Kui didn't dare to look anymore and buried his head in the dry soil. He didn't even dare to take a breath. However, with a dull sound, the sedan chair stopped in front of Li Kui, and the harsh suona sound suddenly disappeared.

The oppressive and lifeless atmosphere seemed to condense into substance.

Every minute and every second now is a huge torment for Li Kui. He never thought that just a few seconds would be so long. Just when he was about to be unable to hold back, a string of laughter like silver bells sounded.

Ringing in the ears.

Before she could do anything, she felt a dizzying feeling. When she came to her senses, Li Kui was already sitting on the sedan chair. The bride covered with red cloth beside her slowly lifted her hijab, her beautiful eyes showing surprise.

and teasing.

"I didn't expect that my husband is so handsome. I should be so happy that I am so happy. I am so happy tonight."

Li Kui's face was extremely ugly, but he could not move. He seemed to be weighed down by a thousand kilograms of weight. He could only watch the beautiful woman beside him stroking his eyebrows with her cardamom jade fingers and wiping away the dirt and weeds on his face.

"Mr. Lang, although he is handsome, his brain is not very good. He hides in the long grass at night, his yang energy is as dazzling as a flame. Could it be that he is waiting for me to pick you up?"

After saying that, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

At this moment, there was a sound of panic running outside, and a scholar in a long coat was seen staggering away. The bride's beautiful eyes turned, her jade finger pointed towards the man, and an invisible suction force suddenly appeared.

, the scholar was pulled three inches off the ground in front of the sedan chair.

This man, who looked to be about twenty years old, had a fair complexion and a somewhat handsome face, but his face was somewhat distorted due to excessive nervousness and fear. His eyes were filled with tears and he kept shaking his head.

The bride held his chin, glanced at Li Kui again, looked at it several times, and finally sighed as if he were selecting goods: "Mr., you are not as masculine and handsome as this husband. It's a pity... You can't be with me tonight."

Wedding room flowers and candles.”

As she spoke, she gently stretched out her neck and inhaled into the reader's mouth and nose. In an instant, strands of blood rushed out from the man's seven orifices and submerged into the bride's red lips.

The white and tender skin turned black in an instant, as if a filled balloon had shriveled up and clung to the bones. The facial features on his face were horrified, and they collapsed on the ground like building blocks.

With all the scenes in front of his eyes, Li Kui couldn't tell whether he was angry or sad, so he just closed his eyes slightly and stopped looking.

"Get up the sedan!"

With a final word, the sedan chair was lifted up, and the suona played festively behind him.

"My name is Deng Xiaoling, and my husband's clothes are quite novel. Could it be that he is a young master who has returned from overseas?"

Deng Xiaoling lightly touched the protective clothing and gloves on Li Kui's body with her fingers, "I never thought that I would have such an opportunity in this life, but husband... Tonight is our big day, and this outfit is not suitable after all. We will go back to the villa to have our own The young ones will change for the husband."

Li Kui closed his eyes and ignored it, thinking about how to escape. Youtong could see through the bridal sedan and the kid outside, but he couldn't see through Deng Xiaoling beside him, which was enough to tell that the other party was strong.

But now his hands and feet seem to be bound by invisible shackles, unable to move. What should he do?

Deng Xiaoling looked at Li Kui with her chin on her side, not caring about Li Kui's reaction at all. She even knew what the other person was thinking. She had never seen or tasted the kind of man who had experienced many storms.

But this handsome husband is very full of Yuanyang. Should he suck it all in one go or two more times?

As a result, everyone had their own plans in mind, and the sedan chair walked all the way up the mountain. A quarter of an hour later, they arrived outside a villa.

At this point, Deng Xiaoling disappeared from the sedan chair like a gust of wind. Immediately afterwards, the four little ghosts carrying the sedan chair lifted up the shabby red cloth, looked around Li Kui greedily, and immediately lifted him out, just like serving dishes. Entered the villa.

There were two corpses hanging on the plaque. When the wind blew, the two skulls collided together, making a crisp sound of "bang bang...". Li Kui's nose brushed under his foot bones, and his body was carried by the four ghosts. Walk inside.

Entering the lobby, noisy noises came like a tide, and lights and colorful decorations were everywhere. Li Kui couldn't move, so he had to try his best to observe the surrounding scene with the corner of his eyes, but everything he could see was red silk and satin.

"Aunt Deng caught a living person from nowhere this time. This costume is so strange."

When passing by the "guests", fiery eyes swept over Li Kui's body unscrupulously, like a piece of meat being slaughtered by a ghost.

"Hehe... Why don't you guess how many hours this stranger can survive under Aunt Deng's skirt?"

"Come on, come on, place your bet, place your bet."

"I guess when it's ugly, we'll be able to see his bones then."

"This boy is full of vitality. Maybe Aunt Deng will show mercy to him, so I will support Yinshi!"

"It seems that this old ghost is a bride every night, and she is really happy!" Li Kui's thoughts at this time were actually quite joyful, "could the corpse hanging at the door also be the unlucky groom?"

He originally thought that Deng Xiaoling might be a lonely ghost fighting alone, but now he has entered a ghost's nest. He has not yet practiced cultivation, and the restraints on Deng Xiaoling's body cannot be solved.

The beginning is on hell difficulty, I just hope that I can be reincarnated by then.

All the way into the backyard, Li Kui discovered that the villa was really big, with several small gardens and courtyards, and the red satin hanging high was not formed by illusion. Although it looked a bit shabby, it was undoubtedly genuine.

Li Kui also noticed that every fifteen meters or so, there were two corpses hanging on the silk cloth. The bones were dark yellow, and it looked like they had been dead for many years. Until they were carried into a room in a small courtyard, they were hung up.

Counting the corpses on the silk cloth, there were more than sixty!

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