Immediately, his empty palm was slightly raised, and he split the air to meet him with a palm force. The wind of his palm was scorching hot, and it was obvious that he had the internal strength of Yang fire.
Namur, who came from behind, had a sneer on the corner of his lips—heavenly gate internal force, the world is extremely yin, and these ordinary positive qi can't fight against it.
But he didn't see Mr. Mu gently lift the hand holding the stone, the nails were slightly cracked, and a gleam of ice and snow accompanied by a few round drops of blood flew out.
The three registered disciples who worked together to control the ice sword focused on the palm wind, shouted together, and swung their swords fiercely, intending to split this palm wind, together with Mr. Mu, in two.
The ice sword is sharp and will reach the top of the head.
Jing Hengbo heard something strange from below, and said anxiously: "What's the matter..." He waved his hand to the air forcefully, trying to wave away the killer above.
Suddenly there was a "click".
The voice is very low.
The continuously extending ice sword suddenly stopped above Mr. Mu's head.
The three disciples were stunned, they didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly the one in front exclaimed, "Sword!"
The three of them lowered their eyes, and saw the long sword in the front man's hand suddenly covered with ice patterns. The ice pattern started from the tip of the sword and extended like lightning, like a tiny ice dragon swimming forward, with a few clicks and it arrived. hilt. The whole sword was covered with frost and white, as if the ice and snow in front of the sword tip were retreating at a high speed.
The person holding the sword only felt the bone-chilling cold in his hand, which was much colder than the icy air he could emit. He was so cold that his blood was paralyzed immediately. He wanted to shake the sword, but the sword was already stuck to his hand, and he couldn't shake it off. .
The frost cracked a few times, cracked the hilt of the sword, and continued to spread upwards. With a crack, he saw his wrist froze off.
He didn't know the pain after being frozen. He saw the blood from his wound, and it also froze into **** frost in an instant. The half of the broken sword stuck to his arm, and after a few clicks, the shape of the sword body froze again.
The sword body suddenly condensed towards his chest!
Repaying the body in the same way as others, a higher method!
He was so frightened that he couldn't retreat, couldn't cry out, he let out a slight chirp, and the remnant sword condensed a section of transparent ice sword tip, piercing his chest!
The ice sword that passed through his chest turned into a blood-colored ice sword, and the ice sword continued to condense. With two soft chirps, it entered the chests of the two people behind!
One sword pierces three people.
But between lightning.
At this time, the palm of Mr. Mu's right hand also arrived. It was hot, and it looked like a masculine palm.
With a bang, the palm wind knocked down the three dead people, the long sword and the ice sword were shattered, and the **** ice evaporated instantly.
In the sky filled with smoke and dust, Mr. Mu threw Jing Hengbo up, and jumped up himself, "Let's go!"
With a sound of "Huh", the air-split palm dispersed the smoke and dust, and Namur's figure appeared, and he saw that there was no one under the ditch at a glance, with a gloomy expression on his face.
He turned around and rushed back to the three corpses. The expressions of horror and horror on the faces of the three people were still there, and their mouths seemed to want to shout out some secrets, but it was never too late.
Namur was restless and preconceived, only thinking that the three died under the masculine palm. I flipped the corpse casually, but I didn't see any scars on the chest.
The ice sword was too thin and melted in an instant, not even bleeding much.
Namur only thought that the three died because of the force of the masculine splitting palm, and his heart was full of disbelief.
In the past on the mountain, listening to the elders and stewards of the sect talking about the Great Desolation, the tone of the Great Desolation Martial Arts is all ants, and a random disciple from the Tianmen is enough to crush the entire rivers and lakes.
Therefore, Tianmen disciples were ordered to go down the mountain, most of them were full of confidence and looked down on all sentient beings. Tianmen is a sect outside the world, those ordinary people are not worth paying attention to.
However, many things this year are surprising, making people feel that Tianmen's self-perception is not wrong.
First, Yelutan was inexplicably injured, which affected the experiment of the elders of the medicine altar; then there was the ominous disappearance of the named disciple and his entourage, which was the first time in the history of Tianmen that a descendant disciple disappeared; It is a rare and important move of Tianmen. They don't want to besiege a wounded person, a sick person, so many people have been damaged, and they haven't touched a single hair of others.
Has this great wilderness changed?
Namur stood up slowly, raised his foot, and kicked the corpses of the three companions into the ditch.
Waste doesn't deserve a good burial.
It doesn't matter how many wastes die, but the task must be completed, otherwise he himself will be nothing but dung to fill the ditch.
His voice was harsh in the night.
"Keep chasing!"
…
The night was deep, and the hill was very quiet, except for occasional faint rattling sounds.
Jing Hengbo and Mr. Mu crawled out of the ditch after they left.
They made a fake move just now, and then fell into the ditch again. Didn't leave at all.
These people are upset when they see their companions die, and subconsciously continue to search, without thinking that they are still in the ditch under their feet.
People from Jiuchongtianmen are not bad in terms of means and strength, but the problem is that their experience in the world is too poor. Some tricks that can't be fooled by veterans are more than enough to play them.
Another reason for not leaving is that Jing Hengbo's body is getting worse and worse. She no longer has the strength to teleport, because of the uncontrollable cold, her upper and lower jaws are gently colliding.
She looked around, the mountain was not big, and there was a small village at the foot of the mountain, and the lights were faintly visible, and she didn't know why people still turned on the lights in the village.
In the mountains and forests, white shadows can be seen searching everywhere, at such a high speed that at first glance one might think that ghosts are haunting.
She looked at Mr. Mu, his complexion was not very good, he was even more sluggish than before, she guessed it might be because of the attack just now, although she didn't see him make the attack, but killing three people at once, this kind of method must have affected the internal force .
To be honest, the situation is not good now, she has temporarily lost her ability, and Mr. Mu is not good at acting. The mountain is small and low, and there are few places to hide. When you leave the mountain, you will find an even more open field.
what to do?
"There's a cave over there." She said, coughing twice, "Let's go there and take shelter."
The cave is very small and there is no shelter, it doesn't look like a good place to hide, but he said: "Okay."
She avoided his gaze and wanted to carry him on her back, but he pressed down her hand and led her to stand up.
The palm of his hand pressed lightly on the trees along the way, his flying figure was as light as nothing, and there was no disability at all.
Jing Hengbo remembered reading a martial arts novel before, in which a male lead was disabled but excellent in lightness kung fu, using his hands instead of legs to travel all over the world.
Sure enough, all imaginations will be proved by facts.
He took her to the edge of the cave, the cave was not big, it was a descending cave, the bottom was dark and gloomy, it looked quite scary, but there was a corner not far from the entrance of the cave wall, where a person could just hide.
The location is extremely ingenious. People outside the cave cannot see the torches, and they may not be able to see them when they walk in. They will first be attracted by the cave.
Unfortunately, only one person can be accommodated.
She hugged her arms tightly, stopped trembling for a while, and suddenly said to him in surprise: "Look! There is an exit there!"
He held on to the cave wall and looked around.
She suddenly pushed him away.
Caught off guard, he stumbled and fell, falling along the slippery cave wall.
He seemed to want to get up, but Jing Hengbo drew his knife and slashed.
"Cripple! Crippled! A burden!" She yelled while chopping, "How long will you drag me down? My sister is still sick! My sister ran away by herself! I still have to carry you on my back!"
"You..." His voice was interrupted by the sound of her crazily machete, so he had no choice but to slide back. The terrain in the cave was narrow, and she couldn't swing her knife. The slashing was fierce, the blades of grass were flying, a fierce look that would not stop until you were hacked to death.
He stared at her fixedly, and they couldn't see each other's eyes clearly in the dark hole. She slashed so fiercely, but he suddenly reached out to pull her, and her knife almost cut his wrist, so she had to slip and stagger by herself. The knife hit the cave wall with a bang, and she broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that this man seemed gentle, but had a very stubborn temper. I had no choice but to stomp on his knee and cursed: "Don't touch me! Who knew you got me drunk, what are you doing! If you take another step forward, I'll kill you first!"
He was kicked backwards and hit the innermost part of the hole. He couldn't get out for a while, and her knife couldn't cut it.
Only then did she wobble with a knife and slash at the stone wall in front of him.
"It's enough to save you until now! Let's go our separate ways, don't drag me down! No matter how cheap you are! A **** who eats human flesh!" She picked up the knife, turned around and left, "If you have the guts, crawl and follow!"
There was no movement behind her. She gritted her teeth and walked forward. After taking two steps, she couldn't help but turn her head.
He sat leaning against the cave wall, clasping the cold stone wall with his fingers, only his eyes were shining in the darkness, deep and bright, like the end of the sky, half-covered stars in the clouds.
There are too many unspeakable meanings in that gaze, which cannot be said.
The moment their eyes met, both of them seemed to tremble, he straightened up, but she suddenly turned her head and walked out without hesitation.
As soon as she got out of the cave, she staggered, and hurriedly supported the mountain wall, for fear that she would fall down at this time, and all previous efforts would be wasted.
There was no movement behind her, and he didn't chase her out. She felt sore and swollen, not knowing what it was like.
That pushing, scolding, and chopping just now hurt people, right?
Ha ha, it's right to hurt people.
I don't want to hide it from him, just want to hurt him for a moment. As long as he was injured for a moment and he didn't chase him out immediately, she could walk away.
burden…
She smiled wryly in her heart—she will soon become a burden...
She muttered, "My sister is quite talented in cursing people..." She took a breath and tried her best to do the last teleportation.
It was dark before his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a winding path in front of him.
Looking forward, you can see some houses, which is the small village. You can also see white figures haunting the village. Those Tianmen disciples will naturally not let go of searching this only village where people can hide.
She gave a wry smile, the so-called house leak happens to be raining at night, even the teleportation is out of the question. Move in front of the enemy.
She couldn't walk anymore, so she sat down tiredly in the grass next to her. She wanted to recharge her energy before the enemy appeared.
She wanted to save some strength, wait for the enemies to appear later, and lead them to Wang Jin.
Mr. Mu is hiding in the cave, so he should be very safe. It's better than him being an injured and unable to walk, and having to take a sick her with him.
Mr. Mu's health is indeed not good, she can see. Although he tried his best to conceal it, his breath was not stable, and it was not suitable for him to make a move at all.
Maybe this guy is great, but he's not at his best right now.
Then why bother to stay together.
She looked up at the sky, hell, there is no bright moon today, and her bright moon mentality is best mobilized when the moon is bright.
There was some commotion in the village, which seemed to be very lively. Those men in white were searching in the dark, but did not disturb the people in the village. From Jing Hengbo's perspective, he could still see a few houses with crimson lanterns hanging from the eaves.
It's not a year or a festival at this time, why are the red lights hung up?
Suddenly there were footsteps on the path, panic and confusion, the people who came had no martial arts.
When she poked her head out, she saw a girl in red, running on the road with her skirt in hand, looking back while running.
She ran past Jing Hengbo, her red skirt embroidered with mandarin ducks.
Jing Hengbo's heart moved, and he called softly, "Hello!"
The girl was not wary of someone behind her, she was already nervous, when she heard this sound, she immediately tripped over a stone, staggered and fell to the ground.
She didn't even get up, she just covered her face with her sleeve and cried, "I won't go back! I won't go back! Just kill me! I won't marry that idiot..."
Jing Hengbo got up and approached slowly, and saw clearly that the girl's red embroidered shoes, mandarin ducks and ducks were looking at each other, and her red skirt and double phoenix were auspicious. She was indeed wearing a wedding dress.
If she realized something, she remembered that this continent has a custom of picking up marriages in the early morning.
Suddenly I remembered that when I just crossed over, I also met the bridal sedan chair in the early morning, and even borrowed someone else's bridal sedan chair to hide from Yeluqi.
The world has gone round and round, and thinking about it now seems like a lifetime away.
Judging by the girl's appearance, she is not the beaming bride she was back then, she is obviously going to run away from marriage.
She approached gently, knelt down, and picked up the girl's wedding dress.
The girl was so startled that she raised her head abruptly, and couldn't help being startled when she saw her face. When she was about to struggle, she had already lightly pressed the girl's shoulder.
"Come on, I'll take the sedan chair for you."
…
After a while, screams came from the small village.
"Run away! Hurry up!"
"It's dark, there is only one way out of the village, the second girl can't run far, chase after!"
With the sound of footsteps, a group of villagers chased out of the village and followed the direction of the path.
On the treetops next to the village, there was a white figure floating. Namur looked down with a sneer, his face full of boredom.
He had seen the whole village just now, including the weeping bride, and knew that the girl was going to marry a fool in exchange for his brother marrying the fool's younger sister, but the girl refused and ran away.
"Birth, old age, sickness and death, weddings and funerals. All kinds of things are involuntary, and all kinds of things are under the control of others..." He seemed to sigh pitifully, "This is the sorrow of ordinary people..."
His eyes fell on the girl, and after thinking for a while, he said: "There are still some good girls in this world."
He floated across the treetops, ready to lead someone to search the vicinity again.
…
The people in the village chased out of the trail, and it didn't take long before they saw "Er Yatou!" staggering forward on the road.
A group of people quickened their pace, rushed forward and grabbed Er Ya. Erya hung her head limply in their hands, as if she had resigned herself to her fate, and was still sobbing.
Erya's elder brother was running in the front, and the strong young man grabbed Erya's shoulder, and he was about to slap his younger sister who almost ruined his affairs.
Erya suddenly raised her head and stared at him. There is a pair of eyes in the messy hair, which seem to have precious light.
Erya's elder brother's heart trembled, he raised his hand in the air and didn't dare to wave it down. Someone on the side had already stopped him and persuaded him: "Erya was just confused...don't hit her, it won't look good if you break the bride, just be happy." Congratulations on the sedan chair."
The young man let go and snorted coldly: "Follow me back! If you run away again, your legs will be broken!"
Erya stopped struggling and was dragged back by a group of people. Her body was hanging limply on her brother's arm, as if she was too lazy to exert any more effort.
Erya's elder brother felt his sister's body was scorching hot, but his hands were cold, and he felt a little strange in his heart, but at the moment he just wanted to get the marriage done quickly, and was afraid that there would be side effects about his sister's illness, so he made up his mind to keep silent.
This fulfilled Jing Hengbo's wish.
The Erya at this moment is of course her, and the real Erya is shivering behind the rock over there, not understanding why someone is willing to get on the sedan chair for someone else.
The villagers dragged Jing Hengbo back. There were so many people and no one paid attention to her face. After that, they went to the wedding room, locked the door, and surrounded the outside tightly, waiting to get on the bridal sedan chair.
Jing Hengbo entered the door, and there were girls and daughters-in-law in the room. She lowered her head, rolled on the bed, wrapped the quilt, faced the wall, and cried a few times.
When she cried like this, others thought she was sad and felt sympathetic, so they couldn't force her to get up. Immediately, a few girls and sisters-in-law who were on good terms with Erya came and sat by her bed, supporting her Shoulder floc persuading. Jing Hengbo was suffering from hot and cold at this time, so he didn't care to listen to others, so he snorted after a while, and fell asleep.
…
The moonlight illuminates the winding mountain road, and the team of Chuichuidada meanders on the mountain road.
The team came to pick up the bride, but they were also dressed in red and colorful, full of joy, but the man in the mountains didn't play the suona very well. In the frosty night of early winter, he didn't like it, but it felt lonely and desolate.
The folks who came to pick up the relatives would ask from time to time: "Dafu, sit down and don't fall down."
"Dafu don't whip the whip. The horse will go by itself. The horse is borrowed. If it breaks, you have to pay for it."
…
There was an old man taking care of him all the way, looking like a child, and the man who looked to be in his thirties immediately laughed like a child.
The expressions of the crowd were somewhat pity and envy - people are stupid and ugly, but they are beautiful, and the Erya from the neighboring village is said to be a beauty.
Of course, this is all because Dafu also has a good sister, who is beautiful and capable. I will marry Erya's brother soon.
In a poor village, changing relatives is a very normal thing. Everyone envies the happiness of the two men, but no one thinks about the fate of the two girls, who have fallen into a miserable situation ever since.
The welcoming team entered the village, and Namur watched from afar from the treetops, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Such a person is worthy of marriage," he said to the entourage beside him, "I don't even want to take a second look, it's a pity for that woman just now."
"That woman is not bad." The people around her said flatteringly, "It's pretty good for you."
"Nonsense!" Namur rebuked, annoyed, "How can such a vulgar mortal woman be good enough for me?"
"Yes, yes, I was wrong, don't take offense." The man hastily apologized, "A woman like this is only worthy of serving you tea and water, and warming your bed. How can she be worthy of the noble outer disciples of the Tianmen?" .”
Then Namur hummed, and said: "Speaking of which, many things outside are different from what we imagined. When we first started eating meat, the elders said that the women they provided to us were the most beautiful in the world. There is no such beauty in ordinary women. At that time, I thought it was really beautiful. Now that I have just left the world of mortals, I have seen many outstanding women, such as the one tonight, and an ordinary woman in this rural village. It’s really strange to have such a face.”
"It's just a coincidence." The entourage laughed, "No matter what, the girls given by the elders in the door are all pure and pure, and they have been carefully trained by the door. They are not comparable to these country girls. Besides, this is also a gift from the elders. Accepting it is a blessing, and we don’t have this blessing yet.”
Namur raised his brows, and he understood the reminder of the words. In normal times, he should reflect on himself—the gift of the elders should not be criticized behind the scenes.
Tianmen will have a consoling "adult ceremony" after all disciples enter the outer gate. Arrange for "holy women" to prescribe meat to the disciples. It is said that this is also the need for laying the foundation of certain exercises, and some disciples will directly choose the method of dual cultivation after that.
However, Namur was upset tonight and didn't appreciate it. He snorted coldly and said, "The elders' hard work, we naturally only have a share of gratitude. Speaking of which, you haven't seen anyone who really doesn't know what is good or bad. Think about it." Back then, someone directly killed the saint given by the elders. His saint is much more beautiful than ours, and he can do it!"
"Kill the holy woman gifted by the elders?" The followers seemed to have heard the most incredible thing in the world, and they all exclaimed.
Namur snorted again, feeling more irritable, this wilderness was more annoying than imagined. I find that I am not as good as a human being, and I hate it even more.
The entourage hadn't recovered from their astonishment, and they talked one after another.
"Kill the saint? How is it possible? How dare you! What punishment did he receive later?"
"Dead. What else? Not to mention violating the elders' gifts, even a slight violation of the sect's rules will result in death, let alone such a thing!"
"Of course he died! He must have died a terrible death!"
…
"You are wrong." A voice said quietly, "He is not dead. He is still alive and well."
Everyone looked back at Namur who was speaking in horror.
In the deathly silence, Namur said softly, with a little envy and a little hatred, "He's gone down the mountain."
The crowd once again showed incredulous expressions. Some people subconsciously wanted to ask, but from Namur's tone and demeanor, they felt that this must be a huge taboo that Tianmen should not mention. Let alone asking, they should not even listen.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Amidst the deep sense of surprise, the originally unbreakable, high and inviolable image of Tianmen in their hearts collapsed silently.
who is it?
Who challenged the entire Tianmen, left it with an indelible memory and shame, hidden in the depths of the years, and could not be touched at all?
Who still exists after such a challenge, and Tianmen seems to be powerless about it?
These secrets hidden behind the majestic sect may only be known to those involved.
"I always feel..." Namur looked at the small village under the dim moonlight, with an uneasy expression in his eyes, "This matter is not over yet, one day..."
Everyone shivered in shock, not daring to answer.
"Pretend I haven't said anything about it," Namur said in a low-spirited manner, "I've already seen this side, go check the other side, there is a small village on the other side of the mountain."
"yes."
…
The welcoming team entered the small village with Chuichuidao, and immediately, the bride was sent out.
Fearing that the bride would run away, the girls and aunts quickly pulled the bride up from the bed, covered her head, and stuffed her into the sedan chair. They didn't even ask for the bridegroom's entry ceremony as in the local custom.
The bride hangs her head limply, and is pulled in and out with people. He didn't make a sound until he entered the sedan chair.
The welcoming team passed a mountain pass. The two villages were already very close to each other, but separated by a mountain ridge. After passing this mountain pass, you could see the old banyan tree in the groom's village.
The wind at the mountain pass was fierce, and the sand and gravel on the road were rolled up. There was a faint sound of "swoosh", and something was caught in the wind and shot at the groom. It hit his stomach with a slap.
All these movements were covered by the unpleasant suona sound.
The bridegroom immediately groaned and said, "I want to pee!"
"It's almost here, Renren..." the groom's uncle beside the horse coaxed.
"I need to pee!"
Everyone was helpless, thinking that when the groom went to greet the bride, he would yell to pee, which would be even more embarrassing. I had to help him down, and pointed him to the hidden place in the woods next to him, and let him solve it.
The rich groom staggered into the woods, and just went to untie his belt when he suddenly saw a person walking over slowly.
Da Fu stopped his hands and widened his eyes. He didn't feel scared, but felt that he suddenly saw a fairy.
The man was walking in the dark moonlight, the silver mask on his face was also shining like the moon, his black eyes were like an eternal abyss, taking people in with just one glance.
He raised his finger and nodded.
Da Fu only felt dizzy, and the sky suddenly fell down.
Before losing consciousness, he only faintly heard a sentence.
"I'll enter the bridal chamber for you."
…
The relatives who were waiting outside for the groom to come back from his hands suddenly heard the groom yelling hoarsely in the woods: "There is a ghost!"
Everyone was startled and rushed in, only to see the groom hiding behind the tree, looking at the darkness in the distance in horror, shivering.
Everyone sighed, thinking that this idiot, Dafu, had fallen ill again.
Everyone went to pull him, Dafu covered his face with his hands, he refused to look up, insisted that there were ghosts and ghosts, he wanted to go home, he refused to take a step forward, everyone dragged him, but he showed brute force, no one could drag him .
Everyone was helpless, and finally discussed that Dafu's cousin in the team would welcome the bride on his behalf, and Dafu would send two other people to send them back.
Anyway, they are well aware of Dafu's situation, so they won't accept an explanation.
As long as the dowry is paid well, no bride will not come in.
When Dafu heard that he could go home, he ran so fast that the two escorts couldn't catch up. Dafu ran back to the village quickly. Bridal chamber, slammed the door shut.
Dafu's father is a well-known carpenter nearby, so his family is relatively well-off. He was in a happy mood at the moment, and he didn't scold his son. He laughed loudly and said, "This kid, he is in a hurry to enter the bridal chamber! If this is the case, don't bother him." Now, when the bride enters the door, I should ask Huzi to worship on her behalf."
Everyone laughed and agreed, anyway, the son of a fool knows that it doesn't matter whether he worships or not. As long as a woman can sleep and give birth to a son.
The wedding sedan chair was rickety, and Jing Hengbo fell asleep in the sedan chair.
When entering the village, firecrackers exploded, waking her up from her sleep. She suddenly opened her eyes, and her first reaction was: The devil has entered the village!
She opened the sedan chair curtain, and saw a small courtyard in front of her, three tile-roofed houses, which were much better than Er Ya's thatched house just now, it seems that the groom's official family is in a better situation in the village.
She opened the car curtain, and saw a stocky young man, accompanied by others. Jing Hengbo was a little surprised. She felt that the young man looked good, simple and upright, and he was a good match for that girl. Why didn't that girl refuse to escape marriage even if she tried her best?
What's also strange is that everyone is beaming, but the bridegroom official has a very strange expression on his face, a bit unwilling, a bit resentful, and at the same time seems to hide a bit of hope... What does this mean?
The car curtain was lifted, and a pair of big feet kicked in. The shoes turned out to be straw sandals—Hu Zi hurriedly replaced the groom without changing the shoes.
The muddy feet were so smoky that Jing Hengbo gave way, and raised his hand to swipe gently.
She is different from the past now, and she has a clever shot. The boy who kicked the car curtain was thrown to one side and fell to the ground. ..."
His voice was silenced by the sound of firecrackers, someone came and pulled him away, helped Jing Hengbo out of the sedan chair, and laughed with her: "The bride raises her feet high, the days are booming!"
There was a heat wave ahead, Jing Hengbo yawned softly, feeling so warm, he subconsciously moved towards the heat source, and squatted down to warm himself by the fire.
…
The cheers stopped suddenly, and the sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded weird. Everyone stared wide-eyed, watching the bride squatting down to warm the fire without stepping over the brazier at the door.
Jing Hengbo was roasting by the fire, thinking in his heart with satisfaction, this wedding in Dahuang is really considerate, knowing that it is very cold to pick up a bride in the early morning of winter, he specially prepared a brazier for the fire, it is really humane, humane.
Hey, it's so quiet, so sleepy, and I can't resist the exhaustion, she wants to sleep again.
Everyone was stunned to see that the bride was baking, her body began to lean forward, and her head began to fall...
"It's bad, the bride is going to commit suicide by jumping into the brazier!" Someone suddenly shouted.
This sound woke up the crowd, and everyone jumped over in a hurry, those who kicked the brazier kicked the brazier, those who helped the bride helped the bride, and those who kicked the brazier feared that they would not be far enough away, so they kicked the brazier into the crowd, and they scattered again with a loud bang.
Everyone rushed to put out the fire, and at the same time rejoiced—fortunately, the bride's suicide was slow!
This time they didn't dare to show any etiquette, everyone hurriedly hugged Jing Hengbo, and passed the threshold without touching the ground, the parents sat down quickly, and the bridesmaid hurriedly prepared to call for obeisance.
The boy named Huzi was dragged out again, and stood beside Jing Hengbo with a strange expression on his face.
Jing Hengbo's head was dizzy for a while, and she knew in her heart that this was a church visit. She didn't care about it, and she also knew that the play must go on. The wind was turning around, and the group of people were still searching nearby.
Obviously, they must have searched these two small villages, so they are safe here for the time being.
She smiled lightly...Baitang, I never expected to be here, with a strange man. This is in the wilderness, so she should be considered married, right?
Thinking of this, she felt a burst of joy—hmph, if you continue to harass me in the future, I will give you a yellow card—this is Hu Zishi! Married women, no harassment!
Calling you a group of sons and young masters, call Uncle Huzi your big brother, hahahaha.
"A bow to heaven and earth—" shouted the bridesmaid.
She was about to bow down, and through the gap in the hijab, she saw that the boy beside her also bent his knees...
One bend...to the bottom.
"Bang." With a sound, Huzi knelt down, still facing the direction of the bridal chamber, his knees hitting the blue brick floor, the sound was clear and crisp.
There was a dead silence in the hall again, even Jing Hengbo was taken aback.
Doesn't it mean that it is enough to bend over? As for kneeling down?
Feeling the surrounding atmosphere, everyone seems to be very surprised. Could it be that the groom doesn't know the wedding rules yet?
Oh, looking at Zhengzheng, he turned out to be a fool.
"Who!" The kneeling Huzi didn't get up immediately this time, and yelled even more indignantly, "Who hit my knee?"
Jing Hengbo: "..."
All guests: "..."
Huzi's knee seemed to be hurt badly, and he struggled a few times before getting up, but he couldn't stand up straight for a while, seeing this worship hall, he couldn't go on worshiping.
There were whispers all around, discussing all kinds of strange things about today's wedding.
"What should I do?" the best man asked Gaotang above.
"Come on, just let the couple pay respects to each other." The groom's father was very decisive.
Huzi was supported to stand opposite Jing Hengbo. The expression on his face became even weirder, a bit expectant, a bit painful, a bit hesitant, his eyeballs rolled around, as if he was thinking about something nervously.
Someone clung to Jing Hengbo's side and said, "Bride, you should pay your respects first."
It was only then that Jing Hengbo realized that the couples who dare to love each other in ancient TV dramas are different here. The bride bows first, the groom pays half the bow, the groom pays half the bow, and the bride bows down. reason.
If you pray, you will pray, and she will, and someone is holding her back behind her.
Before she could bend down, she suddenly felt a gust of cold wind passing by her knees, and then with a snap, the tiger on the opposite side fell down.
There was another crisp sound when his head hit the ground.
Jing Hengbo froze in a bent posture, and looked back, there was a side door behind him, leading to the new house in the open room.
There should be no one in the new house at this moment.
There was another commotion in the wedding hall, Huzi was supported by everyone again, this time he seemed to be crazy, he suddenly broke away from everyone's support, rushed over and hugged Jing Hengbo's leg, crying loudly: "Erya! Erya! Don’t be angry with me! I know I’ve been punished! I know I won’t run away with you, I’ve been punished! I’ve figured it out! Let’s go! Let’s go now! You even paid homage to me Yes, you are destined to be mine, and I will take you away now!" As she spoke, she dragged her away, running away from everyone.
The plot took a turn for the worse, and all the guests froze, but Jing Hengbo didn't struggle, and turned slightly sideways, allowing the side door behind him to be opened.
she is waiting.
Sure enough, the next moment, a gust of cold wind blew past, and slapped Huzi on the temple in front of him. Huzi fell on his back with an "ah", and was caught by the bridesmaid who caught up.
"Quickly enter the bridal chamber! Quickly enter the bridal chamber!" The groom's father shouted tremblingly, and the groom's mother had already rolled her eyes and fainted on the chair.
Huzi was dragged down, and after waking up, he still shouted to elope with Erya, and then there was a whining sound, and his mouth was probably gagged.
Jing Hengbo was a bit at a loss—the plot had developed to such an extent that it was really messed up in the wind. The fake bride met the fake groom and was almost dragged away to elope. If she was really dragged away, her plan would be in vain.
Now there is also a question, there seems to be someone in the bridal chamber, and it seems to be a master, who is this master? Nine out of ten people are from Tianmen!
She was hurriedly pushed towards the bridal chamber by a group of women behind her.
The blue calico curtains of the bridal chamber fluttered slightly.
She stared at the curtain vigilantly, and slowly touched the dagger on the side of her leg.
…
Namur has already led people around three times around the area, turned the small hill upside down, and even jumped into the hole to look for it, but they still didn't find the two people.
He became more and more irritable, and only felt that there was a fire burning in his heart.
He was still having a wedding event, and when he thought about the pretty bride he saw just now marrying such a stupid and ugly person, he felt that there were too many unfair things in this world.
Thinking back to when Tianmen bestowed such an ugly girl, he was still ecstatic, and many people envied him, but now in the wilderness, even an ugly fool is more beautiful than him.
"Brother Namur..." The people around him looked at their words and said tentatively, "Do you want to search the village again?"
"Huh?" His eyes slanted and flew over, "Didn't you search it?"
"Maybe there are still people hiding in the bridal chamber? There was no one in the bridal chamber before, so we didn't check carefully." The man smiled lowly, his eyes sparkled with ambiguity, but his expression remained calm and dignified.
Namur looked back at him and laughed.
"You're right," he nodded, squinting his eyes at the scarlet letter on the wedding room, "then I'll go and see it alone, and you don't have to follow."
"yes."