"Well, it's indeed good news, but it's a pity."

Looking down at the hungry ghosts on the street, Lin Qian took all the hungry ghosts back. Lin Qian felt a little pity for those fierce ghosts. Hundreds of fierce ghosts disappeared directly. It would have been great if he had eaten them. What a waste.

…

Yang Jian: "..."

Yang Jian didn't speak. He took a sip of wine and was speechless.

Lin Qian frowned. Looking at the torn costumes and shrouds on his body, he felt something was wrong. Zhang Xianguang seemed to stop cutting.

And at this moment, a bloody red thread came out of Lin Qian's pocket. It was crooked and strange. The moment the red thread appeared, it went towards Lin Qian's costume.

The moment the red thread touched the costume, countless red threads appeared on the costume. In an instant, these red threads formed half of the Chinese character "happy" on the costume...

At the same time, the bride surrounding Lin Qian's neck began to slowly disappear. However, Lin Qian shrank, and his eyes were gloomy, and he saw that the bride who was slowly disappearing also appeared on the wedding dress.

Half of the Chinese character "happy". If you look closely, you will find that this half of the Chinese character "happy" just happens to form a complete Chinese character with the half of the Chinese character "happy" on his costume.

If so, Lin Qian didn't think anything was wrong, but Lin Qian also saw that a pair of red embroidered shoes slowly appeared on the bride's originally white and jade feet...

"Complete two puzzle pieces at the same time! What did Zhang Xianguang do?"

Lin Qian's face was gloomy and very ugly. He knew very well what the appearance of embroidered shoes on the bride's feet meant. It meant that the bride would be able to walk out of the supernatural land...

Lin Qian knew very well what it meant for the bride to walk out of the supernatural land.

The bride was disappearing. In less than a few breaths, the bride disappeared, as if she had never appeared. At the same time, the costumes and shrouds on his body were no longer torn, which meant that Zhang Xianguang's attack had stopped.

Already.

Lin Qian looked at the half happy word on his costume, and his eyes flashed red. He felt that if he didn't kill Zhang Xianguang quickly, he would be tricked to death sooner or later...

Yang Jian looked at everything found on Lin Qian and frowned:

"Lin Qian, what's going on with you? What's wrong with the Cunning Bride?"

"Oh, it's not a big deal, it's just that someone completed two pieces of the puzzle of the Cunning Bride..." Lin Qian said calmly.

Yang Jian: "Uh..."

"Brother, my condolences..." Yang Jian said.

Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian expressionlessly without saying anything. Green and red flashed across his body, and the torn costume and shroud returned to time.

"Dad, mom is missing!"

Keke's anxious voice sounded in Lin Qian's ears, with a bit of grievance in his tone.

The corners of Lin Qian's mouth twitched and she pinched Keke's rosy little face:

"It's okay. Mom just has some things to do. It will be fine when she is done."

Yang Jian turned his head and stopped looking at Lin Qian. He drank silently. Lin Qian was so lucky that he was the chosen one. His wife became stronger for no reason...

Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little headache again. He stretched out his hand and hooked Yang Jian. A drop of water appeared from Yang Jian's eyebrows. He took the water drop away. Lin Qian looked at the sky in silence, feeling a toothache:

"Is there something wrong with Zhang Xianguang? Aren't you planning a ghost painting? Why are you going to complete the puzzle of the mysterious bride? Are you out of your mind?"

Lin Qian couldn't understand what was going on in the minds of these old guys. How could they do such a thing?

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But it is said that in a deserted rice field, a red shadow stood in it. The straw swayed in the wind, and the fluttering wedding dress brushed the straw. On the blood-red wedding dress, half of the blood-red happy words were slightly twisted. Under the exquisite wedding dress, a pair of

Blood red embroidered shoes are looming.

Between the rice fields, seven or eight people were standing like this, including men and women, old people and middle-aged people. Their bodies were highly rotten, their feet were submerged in the yellow mud, and withered yellow straws were lying on the ground.

They have growths on their bodies, like scarecrows.

Not far away, a scarecrow, three meters tall and covered in straw, stood quietly, motionless, with a strange smile on his face.
Chapter completed!