Chapter 147: A hundred ghosts to welcome the bride

At dinner time, Jiang Luo is called into the dining room.

He was the last to arrive, and all but the Predestined had come in full force and were gathered around the table eating fondue.

At the table, there was only one empty seat next to Feng Li. Jiang Luo walked over and sat down, and just as he picked up his chopsticks, Ji Yaozi brought his wine over, "Let's have a drink?"

Drinking wine and eating hot pot in winter, this is too good. Jiang Luo pushes the glass over, and shows his words with a gesture.

Ji Yaozi gave him a full glass and a look of mutual understanding.

Jiang Luo raised his hand, and when the wine glass was about to reach his lips, the celestial master sitting on his left side coldly said, "Put it down."

The wisp of a smile on the black-haired youth's lips froze.

Feng Li took the glass from his hand, looked at Ji Yaozi again, displeased, "Don't pour him any more wine."

Ji Yaozi snapped, "I thought he was old enough to drink?"

"He was sick yesterday," Feng Li took the glass of wine to himself and sipped it, making the decision for Jiang Luo without a ripple, "Ban alcohol and spices for a month first."

Ji Yaozi gave Jiang Luo a sympathetic look and helplessly took back the bottle.

Lian Qiang and Lian Bing, who were sitting opposite to each other and had just been winking at Jiang Luo, looked at each other and smacked their lips after hearing what the Heavenly Master said.

The Celestial Master is also too harsh, luckily their Master isn't like that.

Instead, Jiang Luo quickly laughed out, unconcerned, "Then listen to Mr.".

The doors and windows were closed, everyone was sweating from the food, and the windows were covered with a thick layer of fog.

The sky outside was getting darker and darker, and the table was lively and noisy. Taoist Master Wei He and Ji Yaozi dragged Feng Li to drink a lot of wine, and judging from their behavior, it looked as if they were intentionally trying to get Feng Li drunk.

The meal lasted until nine o'clock.

As soon as nine o'clock passed, the wind outside died down, but another sound came from far away, seemingly reaching the dining room.

A few juniors who had eaten their fill long ago were the first to notice the sound, Lian Xue listened sideways and said somewhat hesitantly, "Senior Uncle, there seems to be music outside."

Lian Qiang nodded his head repeatedly, "Senior Uncle, I heard it too."

Wei He Taoist master put down his chopsticks and gazed and listened, and there was indeed a woozy sound coming from outside.

It's far away, but it seems like it's right at the top of the hill.

Strange, how can there be music on this winter's night?

Taoist Master Wei He pondered for a while, "Come on, let's go out and take a look."

As the crowd filed out, Jiang Luo was about to leave when he saw Feng Li still sitting still. As a good student who respects his teacher, he stopped and asked with concern, "Sir, are you not leaving?"

Feng Li slowly and methodically finished the last sip of wine, placed the glass on the table, and took out a paper towel to calmly wipe his hands before getting up and saying, "Let's go."

Jiang Luo went to see how he looked. Feng Li's facial expression is not different, his footsteps are steady, his eyes are clear, he should not be drunk.

They walked last, one after the other, out of the gate, which was filled with the entire "no secular thoughts" crowd.

Someone rubbed their eyes in disbelief, "What is that?"

Jiang Luo walked through the crowd and saw Ji Yaozi standing right at the front with a few elders, and surprisingly, the Fated Man was also standing at the front. Jiang Luo's curiosity grew heavier and heavier, and he walked over to Ji Yaozi's side to take a look.

From the foot of the mountain, a procession of red lanterns snaked upwards, blowing gongs and drums already halfway up the mountain. The scarlet firelight was so bright that it dyed the white snowy ground red. In the middle of the procession, there was a large red sedan chair.

Wei He Taoist Master said in consternation, "This is Yin Wedding Joy!"

At the front of the procession drove a strip of long, skinny cat ghosts, black-furred cats stepping gracefully over the snow, their fur melting into the darkness, only a pair of lurid green eyes glowing. Snake ghosts accompanied the team on both sides, the rustling sound they made as they rubbed across the snow irritated people's scalps.

The Soul Wound Bird circled high in the air with a mournful cry that merged with the ghostly sound of music.

Drums and gongs clamor, the whole bare and calm back of the mountain, only this one procession dancing and singing feverishly closer and closer.

Ji Yaozi's face was grave, "Surprisingly, it's a hundred ghosts coming to welcome the bride, who's so grand?"

Jiang Luo squinted to see the ghosts, "A hundred ghosts?"

"Dasi ghosts, constrictor ghosts, water ghosts, and pediatric ghosts, grave ghosts, and puffy-headed ghosts ......" Ji Yaozi pointed to them one by one, looking dizzy, "There's even a knife labor ghost."

Jiang Luo was surprised, "I thought that the Knife Labor Ghost would only be found in the mountains of Linchuan, Jiangxi Province."

"I thought so too," Ji Yaozi said, "but I must have been right, this is the Knife Labor Ghost. There are often heavy winds and rain when the Knife Labor Ghost comes out, and I wondered why the evil wind suddenly blew up today, but it turned out to be it."

"How can there be so many ghosts," Wei He Taoist Master couldn't believe it, "What kind of ghost marriage still has to pass through my mountain?!"

Feng Li put his hands behind his back and spoke faintly, "Let's see if they come through, if they do, then let them divert their path."

If you can get them to divert, then divert, otherwise and hundred ghosts haunted conflict, will only hurt the enemy a thousand to lose eight hundred. But if they insist on passing through the mountain top, then we have to show our hand to deter them.

The children who were watching the scene were all driven back, they had never seen this kind of scene, one step and three turns back, their faces were all reluctant to leave. Lian Xue's three juniors who had no ability to defend themselves were also driven back to the courtyard.

Jiang Luo stayed behind, and he told the funeral store owner, "I met the Red and White Twins once, and the sound of this music is not quite the same as that of the Red and White Twins."

"Of course," Ji Yaozi said, "the red and white double deaths are deaths, and the yin wedding, though a bit more netherworldly, is after all a joyous event, these two are not the same."

As they spoke, the group had already traveled halfway up the mountain and was coming toward the top.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, the scene was spectacular. The front of the group was almost at the top of the mountain, and the bottom was still lingering at the foot of the mountain. Ji Yaozi was so right, the scene was too big.

Jiang Luo sighs in admiration. After becoming a ghost, the wedding is even more ostentatious than a human being.

Wei He The Taoist priest looked forward to them changing lanes, but the procession stopped precisely beside the outer formation that had been destroyed during the day, and a long line wrapped round as if to encircle the whole summit.

The banging and drumming stopped, and a deathly silence fell over the hilltop.

Wei He The Taoist Master's brow furrowed as he coughed his throat, his voice booming, "The top of the mountain is the old Taoist's residence, you should detour around and return, don't stop here and get in the way!"

Once he said this, the opposite side really moved. A few little ghosts carrying red human skin drums went to the front, selling their efforts to beat the skin drums on their bodies, and shouted with all their strength, "Our master wants to see Jiang Luo, a disciple of the Heavenly Master's House, Mr. Jiang Luo please come out, and take advantage of tonight's good night, please come up to our sedan chair quickly."

After taking a breath, he shouted again, "Our sedan chair used ninety-nine pipa ghost bones, ninety-nine pieces of dowry fabric from the wedding ghosts, and the soft cushions made were leather cushions with nine layers of dead people's skin sewn on. The cushions are soft, roomy and breathable, beautiful and delicate!"

After reading it out, he saw that the group of people did not respond as if they were stunned. Ge Wuchen turned around and said to Chi You, "Master, Jiang Shi Zhu did not respond. I looked and saw that besides the Fated Man, Feng Li and Ji Yaozi were also on the mountain. Should we continue?"

Chi You hooked up her lips, thinking about Jiang Luo's face at this moment, she didn't hold back her muffled laughter, "Continue until you let me see someone."

Ge Wuchen: "Yes."

At his master's command, Ge Wuchen went to the drummers and handed them a collection of love words, which he had already prepared, and told them to read the words as they were written. He ran over to the musical group and told them to continue playing the gongs and drums to heat up the scene.

This is valuable information that Ge Wuchen has gleaned from the game's forums, and there isn't a couple that won't make it if you do this.

He's all set to make it happen, as long as he can, and there's a little ghost blowing a loud horn to announce it to everyone.

Hua Li walked up to him with a dark face and sneered, "Ge Wuchen, in the past two days you've been giving your master all kinds of ways to woo Jiang Luo, even this shadowy marriage was your suggestion, what exactly are you playing at?"

Ge Wuchen smiled slightly, twirled his Buddha beads, and recited "Amitabha Buddha", "The master has someone he likes, as a subordinate, of course I have to help the master fulfill his wish."

Hua Li told them to look at him, smiled coldly and then turned to leave.

The little ghosts began to recite words of love, pulling out their voices as if Jiang Luo would say yes if they used ten percent of their strength. The words were written in a very fleshy way, and Jiang Luo listened to them with a blank expression on his face.

"What do they mean by this," Wei He Taoist Master was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, raising his voice with shocked anger, "Who is your master? Let him come out to me!"

Upon hearing these words, the drumming brats were energized, as if they had been drilled hundreds of times, and neatly said--

"Our master, Chi You, is the youngest person in charge of the Chi family and the youngest genius in the metaphysical world. Our master is as handsome as his peers, gentle and considerate, clean, with elegant taste and a perfect body, and is a perfect match for Mr. Jiang Luo, a match made in heaven."

The cat ghost and the wounded soul bird opened their mouths and chirped, as if echoing the words of the brats.

Taoist Master Wei He was so angry this time that his hands were shaking, "Chi You , Chi You, he even dared to be so arrogant-"

Feng Li's face was cold and scary, his eyes sullen as he looked at these pandemonium ghosts.

"I just tried to kill him today, and here he is," Feng Li's tone was wrapped in ice as he slowly turned his jade trigger, "I'm going to meet him."

Jiang Luo, however, called out, "Sir, wait."

Feng Li was on his feet.

Jiang Luo walked over to the Fated One, his head bowed and he looked extremely close to the Fated One as he said, "Fated One, you were right earlier."

He smiled faintly at the Fated One, the calm and determination of total trust in his eyes, "It is only right that we should all do our part for the sake of the arcane world. The sinful bond between Chi You and I, I want to understand it with my own hands, and eliminate another evil spirit of many sins for the metaphysical world."

He breezily said what the Fated wanted to hear the most, "I'll kill him."

There was a twinkle in the Fated Man's eyes and he smiled slowly, "Go on."

When he finished speaking, he raised his head and gently, tenderly touched Jiang Luo's hair on his forehead, and said, like encouragement or hypnosis, "Go kill him."

Chi You, standing in the midst of a hundred ghosts, quietly watches Jiang Luo's interactions with his destiny.

He narrowed his eyes, pulling up a smile that grew higher and higher, the light from the red lantern hitting the corners of his mouth, reflecting an unsettling, eerie red.

During the day, Jiang Luo and his master were close to each other, front and back.

At night, Jiang Luo and his nemesis begin to talk to each other again.

Jiang Luo didn't take his words to heart at all.

Cold and innocent on the outside, but seductive on the inside all the time.

It's going to take a lot to get him and teach him a lesson.