"Woo...Woo..."

Chen Yizheng wanted to ask who Guixiong was in charge of the City of Fusi.

But at this moment, a burst of high, sharp, and eerie music came from nowhere.

The expression of the old man in green changed slightly.

Even the wealthy middle-aged man who started the kowtow program suddenly closed the program and stopped suddenly.

He was so frightened that he crawled to the edge of the street on his hands and knees, with his forehead on the ground, not daring to raise it.

The same is true for the street vendors who used to hawk their goods constantly along the street, and the "pedestrians" who shuttled back and forth.

There was a twisted and ugly look of fear on his stiff face.

One after another, they gave way to both sides of the road and knelt down.

"Holy Monk! This is the wedding chariot of the master of this city. The Holy Monk should have boundless power, but this... is also extraordinary, and this is the land of.... Strong dragons cannot suppress local snakes. Holy Monk

You and the few noble men might as well put off your grievances for the time being, step aside to greet him, and let him go for a while!"

The old man in green clothes spoke quickly and in a low voice.

Before he finished speaking, and regardless of the reaction of Chen Yi and others, he retreated to the side of the road, knelt down and remained motionless.

As for what Chen Yi and the others wanted to do, he had no intention of persuading them.

Just now he kept saying "Bodhisattva" and "Holy Monk", he seemed to be extremely respectful and grateful.

Now, there is a strong intention not to leave them alone and let them fend for themselves.

This is ghost nature.

How much is true and how much is false is probably hard for ordinary people to tell.

The so-called endless lies, a ghostly heart, ghostly tricks, and secret intentions...

Nothing more than that.

At this time, a black mist appeared silently at the city gate.

The darkness in the black mist was like a bottomless abyss.

A very strange team slowly walked out.

Decaying red linen clothes, a bamboo hat, covering the face, a strange talisman with a century-old seal written on it, a bone flute playing weird music, and a red sedan chair...

Welcoming a bride?

Chen Yi and Yan Chixia looked at each other, nodded, and then each pulled Zhiqiu Yiye and Kongkong back to the side of the road.

But compared to the old ghosts who were kneeling on the ground, these guys who stood upright still stood out from the crowd.

However, this strange wedding team took forward slowly step by step, as if shrinking into an inch. In a few flashes, they passed through most of the street and passed them.

But he turned a blind eye and walked straight over.

"Woo...Woo..."

Amidst the weird music that coexists with gloom and joy, the red sedan passed by, and the red gauze moved slightly, faintly revealing the people in the sedan.

"Hey! That's...um!"

Zhiqiu Yiye used to shudder when facing the "passers-by" in the city, but now he seems to be very interested in this seemingly weirder wedding procession. He keeps stretching his neck, wanting to see what the bride in the sedan looks like.

You even want to marry a ghost and do it in such a grand way.

So the red gauze floated up, and with just a quick glance, he saw the face of the person in the sedan.

As soon as the exclamation came out, Yan Chixia tightly covered it with one hand.

Not long after, the entire welcoming team had disappeared into the darkness, and no trace could be seen. There were only bursts of strange music, still floating faintly, but gradually fading away.

"call!"

Only then did Zhiqiu Yiye break away from Yan Chixia, pointing in the direction where the wedding party had disappeared, with his tongue a little tied and saying: "That, that... that, no, no, no..."

Yan Chixia said impatiently: "That, that, that, no, no, no!"

"Senior! Why are you covering me?"

Zhiqiu Yiye jumped on his feet and said: "That is the master's apprentice!"

He widened his eyes again and looked at Chen Yi: "Master! Didn't you see it just now?! That's not that Ruan..."

He couldn't remember the name, so Chen Yi said: "Her name is Ruan Nanzhu, but she is not a young monk's disciple."

"oops!"

Zhiqiu Yiye said anxiously: "Is this important now? How did she become a ghost bride!? Master, you are just looking at her like this and it makes people sigh! Let the ghost take her away?"

"Master Heishan will marry a bride from the sun every year on the occasion of the lunar month and the lunar hour."

After this strange wedding team left, the "people" who were kneeling beside the road all stood up and returned to their places, and the city seemed to have returned to its previous scene.

The old man in green also stood up at this time and interjected from the side.

"What? Every year?!"

Zhiqiu Yiye shouted: "Why does he have a wife for a dead ghost? He still marries one every year!"

I haven’t even married a wife yet!

The old man in green looked horrified and waved his hands repeatedly: "This Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense! How can you be disrespectful to Master Heishan?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhiqiu Yiye waved his hand nonchalantly: "What on earth is this Mr. Black Mountain?"

The expression of the old man in green changed again, and he backed away like a snake and scorpion. He said in horror: "Master Heishan is the lord of the City of Wasted Death here. He has great magical powers and hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers under his command. You are talking nonsense like this, so be careful of evil retribution."

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"So powerful? Huh? Why are you so afraid? Let me tell you, with us here... No, with this master here, you don't have to be afraid of any master!"

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at the old man who was hiding from a distance, and wondered: "You old man was still here kowtowing just now. You are a Bodhisattva and a holy monk. How can you be afraid of a dead ghost?"

The old man in green hid away and glanced at Chen Yi with a sly look on his face.

"Holy Monk, don't blame me. The old man has lived here for a long time and has been oppressed by... his power for a long time. It is really difficult to resist..."

Suddenly he looked as if he was enlightened: "Yes, I still have an appointment with someone. After delaying for so long, I really can't stay for a long time. I'll take my leave now!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. After taking only two steps, he turned around again and bowed to Chen Yi from a distance: "Please don't forget what the holy monk just said. We, the deceased, have been trapped here for a long time."

Well, the holy monk is compassionate. If one day I can find my way back to reincarnation, I must not forget the few words of advice I gave you today."

This time after he finished speaking, he really turned around and ran away, very fast, as if he was afraid of being implicated.

As for the wealthy middle-aged man, he had already slipped away quietly when they were standing without kneeling.

"This...how is this!"

Zhiqiu Yiye pointed angrily at his back as he left.

"This is ghost nature."

Yan Chixia rolled her eyes: "Do you think he is a good person? What a ghost?"

"What did the ghost say? Nonsense! Do you believe all the nonsense?"

"That old ghost was talking respectfully, but he didn't know what evil he was carrying in his belly."

"I'm afraid everyone has seen how extraordinary Master Tripitaka is. Jujube or no jujube, they all have three sticks."

Yan Chixia sneered: "Otherwise, do you think that with your little cultivation and a broken talisman, you can hide it from the eyes of all these old ghosts in this city?"

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Yan Chixia, then at Chen Yi, who looked as usual, and said a little frustrated: "It turns out that you all saw it earlier, but I... No, you little bald guy didn't see it either, haha.

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"..."

Kong Kong raised his head, glanced at him sideways, and rolled his eyes.

"That's not necessarily the case. Although he was somewhat insincere in what he said, he didn't have any evil intentions."

Chen Yi shook his head and said: "As he said, the absence of reincarnation is not only a disaster for the underworld, but also a disaster for heaven and earth. It cannot be ignored."

"Master, if that's the case, why didn't you stop him just now? There is also a girl named Ruan, who is getting married by a ghost. I'm afraid it will be a disaster rather than a blessing."

Based on his cultivation level, it is not difficult to see that although the wedding team just now was strange, it was also very powerful.

But for the enigmatic monk in front of me, I'm afraid it's not worth mentioning at all.

Naturally, I wouldn't think that Chen Yi didn't notice it, and I was even more surprised why he didn't take any action.

"Young people, there is no harm in letting them experience more."

Chen Yi just smiled and said.

"..."

You seem to be the youngest one, right?

Looking at Chen Yi's face, Yan Chixia always found it a bit hard to accept.

But he doesn't think it's really just such a simple reason.
Chapter completed!