Tonight, the ghosts on the mountain were noisy. Large jars of fine wine had been brought up. The ghosts clinked their glasses and drank for a while. They were already a little drunk. Some caught a headless ghost and played finger-guessing games with it; some found a starving ghost and had a drinking contest with it. The mountainside was already in a mess.
Wei Yuan used the art of exorcism to attract ghosts.
With a normal face, he blended into this ghost area.
Although the place where the ghost king was getting married was noisy, the noise was extremely strange. The laughter was either sharp or strange, coming and going, making people shudder.
When ordinary people were getting married, they used bright red lanterns, but now there were green oil lamps lit here, emitting a faint green-white light. The oil in it emitted white smoke, which made people nauseous, but made the ghosts revel like drunkenness.
Large plates of gourmet meat were placed on the table and on the ground, allowing the ghosts to take them. The demons showed their sharp teeth and bit them, sometimes gulped down wine, and sometimes laughed loudly. There was a bridge girl with water stains on her body slapping the bluestone, as if she was singing a song. When she was excited, she sang softly:
"My husband, listen to me. We are both starving to death at the same age. Why don't I go to the vegetable market and get 3,000 yuan to support my husband? One piece of meat can be used to walk one mile. Cut off the two limbs first and hang them in the butcher shop. Slowly cut the thighs and fat to make soup. Don't let the life of the fresh meat die. Watch the hungry people eat piece by piece. I want to tell passers-by not to cover their noses. How can the living be as fragrant as the dead?"
The tone of the low hum is weird, and the words are eerie, which makes people feel cold on the back, but the ghosts and demons are listening to it and cheered.
Shadows are dancing.
Ghostly, what a magnificent scene in the underworld!
Wei Yuan resisted the urge to draw his sword and wipe out the entire place, just like an ordinary ghost. A skinny ghost saw that Wei Yuan had no wine in his hand, and half drunkenly smiled and picked up the wine jar and came over, tapping the wine jar and said:
"Huh? You don't drink wine and eat meat, and where are you going? Come and eat!"
Wei Yuan just evaded and said: "I have to save my stomach for the main course later."
The ghost was stunned, and suddenly laughed: "Haha, so you are waiting for the dozens of strangers at the bottom of the mountain. Good vision and good appetite, but tomorrow is the wedding, today is just to pick up the bride, and those strangers' main dishes will have to taste tomorrow. You may be hungry for a day."
Wei Yuan's eyes turned cold, but he just smiled as usual:
"If you only think of those strangers, how can you eat anything else?"
The ghost nodded in approval: "That's true . "
Wei Yuan was about to go up, the ghost looked at him and suddenly said:
"Brother, are you going up the mountain to see the goddess of heaven?"
Wei Yuan's expression did not change, he laughed: "Tomorrow is the wedding, I just want to get closer to see, what is the difference between the goddess of heaven and the women of the world?"
"Don't look at me, aren't you curious?"
The ghost nodded first, then shook his head again and again, saying: "I advise you to give up this idea, although the fragrance of the goddess of heaven is tempting, it is not easy to get close to her. These days, how many brothers want to smell the meat, but they are all scared to death by the clear air. Isn't this the same fate for you?"
"Seeing this time, you must not seek death."
When the ghost was half drunk, he gave a few words of advice, and saw that the 'ghost' had gone far away.
He simply didn't care, took two more sips of wine, and pulled a few familiar ghosts around, saying that some little ghost was still unwilling to give up and wanted to take a look at the goddess. The ghosts and monsters laughed and persuaded each other to drink, guessing when the guy who didn't know whether to live or die would be wiped out, and didn't take it to heart.
......
Wei Yuan quickly found the place.
It was a wooden attic, and there was no guard around it. But if you think about it, you can know that there is always a clear air around the attic, which fights against the ghost air. Even if there are ghosts who are bold enough to want to go in, they will be stirred up by the clear air.
Over time, the ghost king didn't care so much about the defense of this place.
But what he saw now was that the ghost air kept rising and surging, forcing forward, but the clear air kept shrinking inward, and it could no longer maintain the initial confrontation.
After Wei Yuan approached, he took out his waist card with his backhand and let out a faint tiger roar.
Without saying anything, the goddess in the attic had already sensed his arrival. A path appeared in the clear air that enveloped the attic, and Wei Yuan flashed in. At the same time, he lifted the exorcism, causing the ghost energy that was trending to dissipate under the clear air.
The ghosts at the foot of the mountain sensed the fluctuation of the clear air, and then a stream of ghost energy dissipated.
They all laughed.
"Another guy who doesn't know how to live or die has gone."
"Haha, don't worry about him. There are many such idiots these days. Let's drink."
......
The vision in front of Wei Yuan brightened slightly, and then returned to normal.
He had entered an antique attic. The room had everything, simple and elegant. There was also a wooden box on one side, which contained a red wedding dress, which had obviously never been moved. The goddess in white had a light complexion and sat on the futon.
Wei Yuan retracted his gaze, took out the wooden box from his arms, placed it in front of the goddess, and said:
"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."
Even though the goddess had been calm and composed, she still felt a little relieved at this moment. Seeing that the seal on the wooden box had been removed, she was slightly surprised and nodded at Wei Yuan, saying, "Thank you."
He stroked the wooden box with his palm.
A ball of clear air lit up in the box and slowly flowed towards the goddess. However, after more than a thousand years, the process of absorbing the magic power of the feather robe was not as fast as Wei Yuan imagined. It would take some time. Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on one side, practicing the Crouching Tiger Technique to restore his spirit, waiting for the fierce battle that might come.
There was something he was puzzled about, so he pondered for a moment and asked:
"There is one thing I still don't quite understand."
"Since Crouching Tiger had discovered this, why didn't he rescue the girl?"
The goddess replied: "That generation of Crouching Tiger originally planned to send me back to the mountain, but the filthy air stained the feather clothes, and I was exhausted at the time. It took three years for the evil air to dissipate part of it before I could take out the wooden box feather clothes without hurting myself."
"Then why..."
"It's a pity that two years later, the contemporary Crouching Tiger took the general's seal and led the army to destroy Wu."
"Then, an evil Taoist took my feather clothes away."
Evil Taoist?
Wei Yuan was surprised, thinking of the Taoist who claimed to be able to force the ghost king to marry the goddess, and the various spells that came from that Taoist. He wondered if there would be any connection between the two. He pondered in his heart, and the goddess also concentrated on absorbing the magic power mark in the feather clothes.
The room gradually fell silent.
Less than an hour had passed when a gloomy aura suddenly came.
Wei Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand to hold the sword, and looked towards the attic door.
The speed at which the goddess absorbed the magic power was obviously accelerated.
Wei Yuan pressed the sword, walked forward slowly, looked out from the window, and immediately felt a chill on his back.
He saw a group of ghosts wearing dark red long-sleeved clothes, carrying a red sedan chair with 18 people, coming from the bottom of the mountain. There was a sound of suona coming from the fog. This should be a happy event, but it played a funeral tune, and the ghostly aura was gloomy.
The bright red color used by ordinary people for weddings is warm and can drive away evil spirits, but the red worn by these ghosts is that kind of dark red color, with an irregular color. It is shadowy in the ghostly aura, which can only make people think of blood that is about to coagulate. They are coming straight here. The clear air that could be used for defense before is now retreating step by step.
It is the ghost king's team to pick up the bride.
Wei Yuan looked back at the goddess. It was obvious that he needed some time to recover his strength.
If those ghosts broke through the pure air and rushed in, everything would be over.
With his strength alone, he could only disperse ordinary demons and ghosts, and then he would be killed by the ghost king.
The goddess opened her eyes and retracted her palm, as if she was going to fight the ghost king with her incomplete body. Wei Yuan also saw that there was no ghost king among the ghosts who came to pick up the bride. When he saw the goddess stand up, he raised his right hand and pressed it in the air, and whispered:
"Wait a minute."
The goddess looked at Wei Yuan in confusion.
Wei Yuan thought for a moment, then bowed and said, "Let me ask the young lady for a magic trick."
The young lady was startled, then her eyes widened, and she said, "You...?"
The lieutenant of the imperial court raised the eight-sided Han sword and said with a smile:
"Today, I will take the bridal sedan for the young lady."
The voice paused slightly, and he said firmly:
"Give him a sword!"
ps: Thank you for the reward of 10,000 yuan from Lihua Kanhaitang, thank you~
Well~ Lieutenant Wei was obviously not strong enough, he was just trying to buy time