The words of Shangguan Lingxianen's righteousness made Song Yuan ruined by lightning and settled on the spot.
Li Yun motioned to the two daughters of Xia Lianyi with his eyes. The two women immediately understood, and quietly squeezed the long swords in their hands, preparing to launch an attack on Song Yuan.
But at this moment, a cold word came from a distance.
"Hehehe, the mud can't support the wall."
Hearing this indifferent voice, everyone felt very uncomfortable. They turned their eyes and looked at it, and their whole body was shocked.
"what is this?"
The sun was fierce during the day, but everyone felt cold all over, their scalp numb, and they were frightened by the horrible scene before them.
A sedan chair appeared on the wide cement road in Zhangjiacun.
A big red sedan chair covered with embroidered cloth, dragons and phoenixes are auspicious patterns, the top of the sedan is usually embroidered with two big dragons, which looks extremely festive!
But this sedan chair is covered with a large net of hemp rope, covering all the upper part of the red sedan chair.
Such a weird style is not used by the living, but only used by the dead.
"Yes, it's San Aunt Bai!!"
Someone pointed at one of the four people who carried the sedan chair and let out a terrified shout, which caused the three thousand people inside and outside the ancestral hall to fall into deathly silence.
There were four people carrying the red sedan chair covered by this big hemp rope net. They were all pretty women, and they all wore bright red skirts, which matched the sedan chair very well.
But every one of them had a pale look on their faces, expressionless, and after putting down the sedan chair, they stood with expressionless hands hanging down, and in a pair of gray eyes, no eyes belonged to the living could be seen. , Empty, pale, weird.
The big red sedan chair was put down, and an invisible cold air enveloped everyone present. The village head was frightened and took a few steps back, watching the weird and gloomy scene in front of him in horror.
"What's the matter?" Fairy Lingyi couldn't help asking on the phone without hearing any answer.
"The dead carry the red sedan chair, and the demon walks in the day."
"what?"
Li Yun did not answer her, patted Qingyu's trembling shoulders, gave Lian Yi a comforting look, and walked forward slowly.
"He Canghu, Shi Taining, I never thought we would meet here!"
Yes, there are two others standing beside the red sedan chair.
One is the head of Feihumen, He Canghu.
There is another one, Shi Taining, who had a relationship with Concubine Wan Qing before Li Yun!
"Rest assured, we will see each other often in the future."
Shi Taining, who looks like a handsome young man, holds a paper fan and smiles jokingly at Li Yun: "It's just that you follow Uncle Bone Ghost by refining the corpse, and it just so happens that I and Bone Uncle Ghost will see each other often!"
Refining the corpse?
Li Yun glanced at the four women carrying the sedan chair. They smelled a faint shit. Two of the slightly younger women had white spots on their faces, which dried up for a long time. After recognizing these white spots , Li Yun felt very sick at a glance.
This bone ghost and Taoist is really disgusting!
"Li Yun, who is the person who appeared again? The person who lured Song Yuan into the evil way?" Shangguan Lingxian's words spread through the microphone, appearing extremely harsh.
"Shangguan, Junior Sister..."
Song Yuan ignored the few people who came and looked at Li Yun's mobile phone with pain, as if through this, he could see the gentle and kind-hearted beautiful younger sister who was thousands of miles away.
Just thinking of the voice and smile of Lingyi Fairy was enough to make Song Yuan distraught.
Everything is irretrievable.
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