The laughter was clear and sweet, like a girl's laughter, but it gave people a strange feeling because the laughter was followed by a lingering echo.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of gongs, drums, and locks sounded from outside the door one after another, mixed with the laughter of girls, full of a sense of joy. It was obviously a wedding team, but when I heard this sound, I couldn't help hearing it.
It's comfortable, has an indescribable weird feeling, makes people feel frightened, and has a kind of horror.
Yangpu's first class stood on their heads with chills all over their bodies. For no apparent reason, they felt as if the skin and flesh all over their bodies had tightened violently in an instant, and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.
Looking towards the door, Uncle Jiu and Xu Dongsheng have already arrived at the door. The doorstep is quite high. In addition, Uncle Jiu and Xu Dongsheng are standing at the door. Sitting in the yard and looking outside, they can barely see some of the scenes outside.
As the suonas, gongs and drums and the laughter of girls approached, Yang Pu and others vaguely saw what seemed to be a big red sedan chair stopping at the main entrance.
Then there was the sound of Uncle Jiu talking to someone outside.
The long welcoming procession stopped at the gate of Yizhuang. A bright red sedan chair was carried by eight bearers wearing red and green robes and hanging red flowers. Behind them were gong players who were beating gongs and blowing.
The long procession of suona players and girls scattering flowers looked like fifty or sixty people.
There were two people at the head, one of whom was the old woman who came last night, and the other was a woman holding a red oil-paper umbrella.
The woman is wearing a white moonglow dress with a pink belt around her waist. She is dressed like an ancient woman. Her long black hair is tied with a pink ribbon, and a strand of green silk hangs down to her chest. Just looking at her figure, she is slender, tall, and plump.
Extremely voluptuous and plump.
Looking at her face again, her willow eyebrows are picturesque, her long and narrow red phoenix eyes are hazy, like autumn water, charming and moving; her exquisite and flawless beauty face, with a touch of crimson, is as charming as a blooming peach blossom, her cherry lips are lightly parted, and she has no words to express.
Holding a red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, the beautiful and picturesque person walking out is full of incomparable charm and enchantment.
Seeing the woman, Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment and lost his mind for a moment. As for Xu Dongsheng next to him, his eyes almost fell out. It wasn't until Uncle Jiu coughed lightly that he came back to his senses. Then he looked at the woman in surprise.
——
"You, you are not the female ghost last time, how could you-"
Xu Dongsheng was almost speechless in shock. The woman in front of him was someone else if it wasn't Zhang Qian. But compared to the last time they met, she felt like a different person to him. Although her appearance had not changed, she was as beautiful as ever.
, but the last time I saw Zhang Qian, she was far from as stunning as today.
Although Zhang Qian was beautiful last time, her impression was still at a level acceptable to normal people. But at this moment, Zhang Qian's clothes and temperament have changed drastically. She is so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her. Such stunning beauty
It's so beautiful that it even makes people feel unreal.
This is not only a change in his appearance, but also a change in his temperament.
When Zhang Qian saw Xu Dongsheng's eyes widening, she smiled, put away the red umbrella, and gave a slight salute to Uncle Jiu.
"I've met the Taoist priest."
Zhang Qian looked very respectful.
When Uncle Jiu looked at Zhang Qian, there was a glint in his eyes. With his Taoism, he could naturally see the difference between Zhang Qian and the original one. The original Zhang Qian was just a fierce ghost. Although because of Lin Tianqi, he maintained the rare sanity of a fierce ghost.
, but he is a fierce ghost after all, and his body inevitably carries the cold and cruel aura of a fierce ghost.
But now, Zhang Qian's cold and ferocious aura has gone away, and her temperament has changed drastically. She has obviously embarked on the path of ghosts and immortals, breaking away from ordinary ghosts. Although she prefers charm and monsters, this is mostly decided by Zhang Qian herself.
, because Zhang Qian herself is the kind of sexy and charming person. Following the prompts of cultivation, she stimulated and released her original temperament to a greater extent. And because her cultivation level is not high, she is not very able to restrain herself. Therefore, her talent
resulting in this current situation.
"Congratulations, Miss Zhang."
Uncle Jiu looked at Zhang Qian and said with a smile on his face, he had a good attitude toward Zhang Qian.
Zhang Qian also smiled when she heard this. She naturally understood what Uncle Jiu meant and said.
"If Taoist Master doesn't give up, just call me Xiaoqian."
Uncle Jiu heard the meaning behind Zhang Qian's words. This was obviously a disguised way of asking him about his relationship with Lin Tianqi. He thought to himself that there was already one, so one more would not be too much, so he nodded immediately.
"Okay, then, Xiaoqian, and this guy, let's go into the house together."
"please!"
"please!"
A group of people entered the house, led by Uncle Jiu and Xu Dongsheng, followed closely by Zhang Qian and the old woman, and the group walked into the door.
"Hiss!" "So beautiful!" "....."
As Zhang Qian was the first to walk in behind Uncle Jiu, Yang Puyi, Yang Liqing and the eight subordinates in the yard couldn't help but widen their eyes for the first time.
But the only difference between them is that Yang Puyi and his subordinates all have a look of confusion and obsession in their eyes, immersed in Zhang Qian's amazement, while Yang Liqing's face is full of horror, and her whole person is as if she has fallen into an ice cave.
, her whole body was cold because she recognized Zhang Qian.
The last time Zhang Qian killed Peter, Zhang Qian's face was just a glimpse, and Zhang Qian's appearance at that time was a bit scary, far from what it is now, but the appearance of Zhang Qian's facial features has not changed, and Yang Liqing memorized it.
, Therefore, Yang Liqing recognized Zhang Qian the moment she saw her.
His eyes widened in an instant, his face turned pale, and fear suddenly came over him like a tide.
"Liqing, what's wrong?"
Yang Puyi was the first to recover from his stunning absence towards Zhang Qian. He noticed the look of Yang Liqing next to him and his expression changed.
"Hey, Taoist Master, there are still a few strangers here tonight."
The old woman noticed the Yangpu group. A scary smile appeared on their faces as old as old tree bark, and a green light flashed deep in their eyes.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!...."
Almost as soon as the old woman finished speaking, the eyes of those who came in behind them all looked at Yang Pu and the others with a scorching light.
This shocked everyone in Yangpu, especially when they saw the old woman's appearance, they couldn't help but feel numb.
"Taoist Master, this is..."
Zhang Qian also spoke and noticed Yang Pu and others. When she saw Yang Liqing, a cold light flashed deep in her eyes. She thought Yang Liqing and others were here to cause trouble, so she looked at Uncle Jiu and asked.
At this moment, the Yangpu group was feeling chilled by the sight of Zhang Qian and her group. They came back to their senses after being amazed by Zhang Qian at the beginning. Only then did the group notice the strangeness of Zhang Qian and her group. Except for Zhang Qian, almost everyone else
There was no normal one, not to mention the scary-looking old woman, just the others. Although they all had happy smiles on their faces, the smiles looked extremely stiff, as if they were carved into their faces.
The smiles were the same, and the faces were as pale as paper figures.
"These are all guests. They don't mean any harm. Don't worry about it."
Uncle Jiu glanced at the Yangpu group and said to Zhang Qian and the old woman. The subtext was that this was a guest, not an enemy. Don't hurt them.
The coldness in Zhang Qian's eyes dissipated after hearing this.
The faint green light deep in the old woman's eyes also dissipated, and a smile appeared on her old bark-like face.
"It turned out to be a guest, so forget it."
After speaking, the old woman said to the people behind her.
"You all should be honest and don't behave unruly, you know?"
"yes."
The people behind the old woman responded in unison.
"You all have come a long way and the journey has been hard. Please sit down and eat something first."
Seeing this, Uncle Jiu was relieved and asked the group to sit down, and then said to Xu Dongsheng beside him.
"Dongsheng, go sit with Mr. Yang and the others."
"Yes, master."
Xu Dongsheng responded, roughly understanding what his master meant, and walked over to where Yang Pu's first class were sitting.
"Liqing, what's wrong?"
At this moment, Yang Puyi was still asking about Yang Liqing's situation in a low voice.
Yang Liqing's face turned pale, with a look of horror that could not be concealed, and she pointed at the feet of others besides Zhang Qian and the old woman.
"Dad, feet, feet... look at their feet!"
Yang Liqing's teeth were chattering and she lowered her voice and spoke to Yang Pu.
When Yang Pu heard this, he held back the hair in his heart and looked at the feet of those people. If he didn't look at it, his scalp almost exploded, because the feet of these people, except for the old woman, were basically
No one's feet touched the ground.
No feet touching the ground!
Damn it, how can these people be human? Even that incredibly beautiful woman is obviously not human.
This discovery was no small matter. Yang Pu's face turned green and he almost fainted without regaining consciousness.
The eight thugs next to the father and daughter also had their teeth chattering, their faces turned blue, and their lips turned white.
ps: Chapter 3, don’t say I’m squeezing out toothpaste. As a handicapped person, three chapters a day is really hard, okay? Compared to many authors who generally have two chapters a day,
Xigua writes three chapters every day. You are really working hard!
ps: Also, those who say I am short, which of your eyes have seen it? It is obviously very long. Don’t open your eyes and tell lies. If you continue to slander me like this, call the police!
ps: There will be an outbreak this month. Wait for the watermelon to brew well and find a good time... The main thing is that the hands are weak and the batch will be uncomfortable... Wait for me to brew for a few days