When the eyes get dark, the ears hear more clearly.
Song Ci grasped the machete tightly, playing an uneasy drum in his heart, standing up very lightly, ears against the window, listening carefully.
The sound of gongs and drums was loud and loud, even if it was far apart, still made him feel harsh, in the noise, it seemed to be mixed with the woman's laughter.
Hearing that festive sound was getting closer, Song Ci quietly opened the door, leaving the room without a sound under his feet.
The moon is covered by thick clouds, and there is almost no light in the entire yard, but it does not affect Song Ci's vision.
He noticed that there was still a room with a light on, and he didn't know which scholar was reading it by candlelight at night, but at the moment he couldn't control that much, and focused on the slow-moving family.
Across the wall, the sound of the loudspeaker suona was even louder. The strange thing was that the entire southern courtyard was still quiet, as if only he had heard the sound alone.
At that moment, there would be a girl carried out from Leyuli. If you continued to let Huajiao be carried to the inn, maybe the same thing would happen—disappearance.
Song Ci had no full grasp and was afraid to take risks.
At the moment when his heels squeaked, a crisp knocking on the door was suddenly remembered behind him, the horn sonar and all the loud noises stopped at this instant.
With this sudden shock, Song Ci turned his head sharply, and subconsciously raised the knife in his hand-patronizing and staring outside, he didn't realize what was behind him!
Under the blurry moonlight, a woman in a vermilion dress stood in front of the Song Ci's room door, her shoulders were bare, her white skin was particularly prominent in the night, and her hair was like a waterfall. People think that she is a beautiful woman. She raised her hand lightly and knocked twice on the door.
When Song Ci didn't dare to move, he quietly watched the sudden emergence of the woman knocking gently on the door, a layer of cold sweat came from his back, and his brain was quickly thinking about what to do next.
The woman didn't get a response even after knocking a few times, and suddenly her body stiffened, as if being held still. She stood for a moment, turning her head slowly as she noticed Song Ci.
His heart suddenly mentioned his throat, the knife handle was tightly squeezed, and he was ready to wave a knife at any time, staring at the woman turning back little by little.
The distance of a dozen steps was enough for him to respond to a sudden attack.
"Hey." The ears couldn't stop the sound, and a hand was patted on his shoulder, which really scared Song Ci to death. He was stunned and took a few steps abruptly before the knife was waved out. Seeing clearly that the person came to be that giggling beard.
He slept with messy hair, wearing a coat on his body, his face froze, his eyelids fighting like he didn't realize the vigilance of Song Ci, and he stumbled and asked, "You don't sleep in the middle of the night. What does this do? "
Song Ci held his breath down and didn't dare to relax. He was still attacking at any time. He hid the scimitar and hid it in his cuff. "I can't sleep, I want to come out and walk, what are you doing out at this time?"
"Get up at night," the bearded man shouted. "I was awakened by peeing. I knew I wouldn't drink so much water ..."
"Then you go quickly." Song Ci said in the homeopathy.
The beard nodded, and passed the Songci in a vain step, as if he had not yet woke up and went to the hut.
At this time, Song Ci turned his head again, but the woman who had just knocked on his door was gone. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize when he had a thin layer of sweat on his head.
It's too timid. He laughed at himself.
There was a disturbing silence all around, and the sedan outside the wall could not hear a little movement.
Song Ci, who was worried about the girl in Huajiao, turned her head and glanced at the thatched house. After confirming that the beard had penetrated, she swept to the wall two or three steps and turned it over.
Looking at it, there was a large red flower sedan parked under the wall, and there were about five or six people with horns and suonas next to them, all in red, and four sedan men stood on the four sides of the sedan.
The group was motionless like wooden stakes, which were dark and weird in the dark.
Song Ci's figure was light and silent when he fell. A thick smell came. He was frightened at the sight of these people, and saw the carrion hanging on the faces of these people.
The eyes were almost white, with turbid colors, and nothing looked like a living thing.
Looking closer, these people are actually women.
Song Ci looked at the front and back of the team and found that these people looked similar. The skin on their faces was not known, and it looked horrible and disgusting.
It turned out that the girl Hu Er had no face or skin in her mouth, which did not mean cursing.
These people did not respond to the appearance of Song Ci, like wooden clogs held by people, standing upright and looking straight ahead.
This made Song Ci bolder. After two trials, he confirmed that these faceless and skinless people could not perceive the outside world, and opened the curtain of the sedan chair.
Inside it was the second girl of the Hu family, who was wearing a big red robe at this moment, her eyes closed as if in a coma.
Song Ci stepped forward and pulled Girl Hu out against her shoulder, walked aside for two or three steps, and placed her by the tree.
"Girl Hu, wake up." Song Ci patted her face.
She did not see any response, her face pale and bloodless, and her breath was very weak.
Song Ci shouted a few more times, but still didn't wake people up, he had to give up, he thought for a moment, think that putting Hu girl in the inn is not necessarily safe.
He offended, and took off the girl's red robe, and covered her with her robe.
Fortunately, the red robe was very loose. After Song Ci put it on, he just felt that the sleeves were shorter and there was nothing uncomfortable.
He shook his hand empty, the machete turned into a mist and disappeared. After finishing his clothes, he sat in the sedan chair.
In the sedan car, the yin and yin were ugly, unexplainably weird, and the smell was even more pungent. Song Ci was quite patient and sat quietly.
For about half a column of incense, a stuffy drum suddenly came, and the music sounded again. From a close distance, it didn't have the kind of elation, but it was harsh and harsh.
After the demonization of Song Ci, the senses were much more sensitive than before. At this time, some of them could not bear the noise, and frowned and covered his ears.
Immediately afterwards, the sedan car was lifted and began to move staggered.
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He is not the first time to face a monster, but the monster's heart is unpredictable, the harmful monster is very brutal and cruel, the killing methods are strange, and Song Ci has suffered a lot.
When I was a human, I was not so tired.
I still read a book and rode a horse, and occasionally talked about my cousin's bad things. It was comfortable. I remembered Zeng Jin's friend Wen Zen, and Song Ci's mouth didn't consciously chuckle.
As he thought about it, there was a ray of light coming in from the car curtain and sprinkled at Song Ci's feet. He looked down and realized that he didn't know when he was wearing a pair of scarlet embroidered shoes.
He was shocked and lifted his feet for a look, but saw that his feet were a little smaller, smaller and his hands thinner.
He lowered his eyes and saw that his originally flat breast was bulging at this moment. At this instant, he suddenly reacted. At the moment when the light penetrated in, he had become a girl who was getting married.
There were laughter and laughter from outside. There were all kinds of sounds on the street. Even the stupid Suona music became flexible, as if it were a real family-offering party.
Song Ci quietly opened the window cloth around him and slid out to see that he was no longer in the inn at this time, but was in the city of Leyu, the sun was clear, the street was bustling, and ordinary people were standing, talking about the sedan One after another.
Strangely, the expression on some people's faces is weird. I don't know if it's a mess in his heart. I always feel that the smile of these people is unreasonable.
Before he looked carefully, he was pushed back into the sedan by the hi wife who followed, "The bride must not show her head, it is not auspicious or auspicious."
After Song Ci sat back, he supported the crooked bun on his head, thinking that I would like to see what medicine was sold in this monster gourd.
Gongs and drums were played all the way, until the firecrackers sounded, and when the crackling cracked, I heard Hipo shouting, "The bride is here!"
Then the car curtain was opened and Xipo said, "Bride out, the bridegroom will not come out, but it will be sent to you by the slave's house."
Who didn't make it to the groom?
Song Ci blurted and wanted to ask, but he couldn't make a sound, so he had to leave the sedan following the words of Xi Po, and as soon as his feet landed, he heard a bad laugh around him. Name, "Sun Yun Niang."
What he was talking about was not true. When he walked to the door and looked up, he saw two big characters— "Hu Zhai".
"Hold up soon." Xi Po said impatiently in front, Song Ci felt more and more wrong, but still kept up, crossed the gate, walked through the yard, and came to the lobby.
An old man was sitting right in front of him, looking at him with a smile, beckoning him, "Yunny, come here."
The pillars in the hall were all tied with red silk ribbons, and double happiness was also affixed to the walls. However, they could not see where the bridegroom official was and no guests.
Song Ci walked to the old man and held her hand as soon as he stood. "Oh, Yunni, Qier is a little busy today. I will learn from him when he comes back. Do n’t worry about him."
"Mother, I know how busy you are during the fair day. Don't blame him, too." Song Ci heard himself say, the voice was like a cotton wool, light and soft.
Suddenly a gust of wind screamed, Song Ci was caught on the ground unexpectedly, and suddenly looked dark, and again, he returned to the inn.
"What's the matter with you ?! What a noise in the middle of the night!" An angry voice from the beard came.
Song Ci busily got up from the ground, and saw the bearded man and two men in Chinese clothes standing opposite each other.
Both men are blue jade crowns, the plain white belt is embroidered with delicate patterns, and a long sword is held in his hand.
Song Ci has seen this kind of clothes in Dongwang territory.
The biggest difference between Dongwang and Xiliang is that Xiliang does not worship the gods, so there is no Xiuxian cult in Xiliang, but there are a lot of Dongwang. The most famous is Moyaomen, where all the disciples are blue-jade crowns.
It is said that Mo Yaomen soared over the gods.
These two Mo Yao disciples did not know how to come to such a place. When Song Ci saw it, he felt a big head, and when he moved his fingers, he held the machete in his hand.
"There are evil devil and evil here. My brother and I came to get rid of the demon. If you bother me, I will forgive you." A man explained warmly with a beard.
"Where's the monster? I think you two are monsters!" Said the bearded man, "I sleep soundly! I'm sober now when you get upset!"
The man with a cold face raised his hand, and a halo-shaped sword floated in the sky, he said, "Master, Mo and nonsense, get rid of the demon first."
His eyes glanced around the inn and paused on Song Ci.
Song resigned.
The next moment, I saw him waving two fingers, the long sword rushed towards Song Ci, he took the breath of the whole body, using a machete as a stop.
Just before the two blades were about to collide, Song Ci's shoulder was pulled strongly, and the whole person was pulled away, avoiding the flying sword staggered.
The beard's movement was too fast. Several people didn't see how he got to Song Ci. He frowned, and his expression was a little bit fierce. "Shoot and hurt someone for no reason, do you do good or evil?"
"No reason?" The man said indifferently. "Is there a person in front of me? It's hard to say."
The beard yelled, "I'm alas! Have you read the dog rules of Mo Yao? The demon also has good and evil points. What's the difference between you and what's wrong with them?"
Song Ci glanced at the beard in surprise, but he didn't expect that this person knew Mo Yao's door rules. Could it be that he was also a school?
"You!" The man blushed, angrily grabbed the sword, and shouted, "It's a man or a monster, you will know when you try it!"
"Brother! Don't be impulsive!" The man next to him wanted to stop.
However, the beard is still shouting, "Come! Do you think I'm afraid of you ?!"
When several people were in a mess, a hoarse scream rang out, breaking the farce.
Song Ci was startled, and when his brain didn't respond, his steps ran in the direction of yelling.
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