Chapter 373 Choosing a Groom
As it turns out, they were indeed worthy of being friends.
When Jiang Xianwan vanished into thin air and then suddenly reappeared from the tombstone, a slender, slightly cool hand silently pressed down on his shoulder from behind.
Even with thorough preparation, the audacious tomb raider turned around... his hair stood on end, and he trembled three times with a joyful jolt, as if he had been electrocuted.
"This, this, this is the surprise you were talking about?!"
Are they treating those guys like dogs?
The first thing you see in the tomb is a pair of red embroidered shoes and a long, blood-red dress, and above that is a red veil.
Her exposed chin was as white as if she had been dead for three days, while her lips were a shocking red, as if she had just eaten two... children.
She raised her hand slightly towards him, creating a strange arc.
Underworld Tomb: "..."
He thought Hades had come to take him away, and in the blink of an eye, he even came up with his own epitaph.
A moment of silence.
His eyes gleamed with excitement as he eagerly made the suggestion.
"How about I give you a funeral performance?"
Anyway, over the years, he has cried a lot for his poor and hateful tiger mothers.
He's very skilled at this!
It can also add to the atmosphere!
Maybe it will scare a few people to death and boost sales.
Satisfied, he glanced at Jiang Xianwan, who was wearing embroidered shoes, and gave him a bubbly sound.
"roll--!"
Does adding to the atmosphere necessarily require wailing and mourning?
When he started crying, snot and tears streamed down his face, and he howled like a dog.
Report.
I don't feel anything yet.
What kind of performance targets are we aiming for?
They were her friends, after all!
The other three belong to our family!
Jiang Xianwan decisively punched him on the head and then stuffed a spirit stone with a recording function into his hand.
Righteous and eloquent.
"Use this! Surround sound!"
Since the performance has already begun, the props need to be in place, and the atmosphere needs to be enhanced. It would be a shame not to add some treats to show the deep love her fans have for her!
Mingmu: "..." How could she say such heartless things in such a caring tone?
Although I don't know what was recorded inside, I know his wife isn't a good person.
but.
Jiang Xianwan is not a good person, so how could he be a good person?
They couldn't wait to get closer.
"What do we do? I want to play too!"
"Let's do this for now... and then..."
Their eyes met briefly in the air, sparks flew, and head to head, they quickly reached a consensus.
After finishing, they looked down in unison, glancing at the few below who were still pulling their hair and spinning around.
Jiang Xianwan put the red veil back on her head, chuckled, and secretly congratulated herself on her achievement.
Mingmu grinned, his smile lewd, like a villain.
Adhering to the belief that partners are meant to be played with, the two of them quickly floated down.
As soon as it drifted, a thick fog rose up.
Comes with a dry ice effect.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding world turned into a vast, unfathomable expanse of white.
Those still arguing on the forum: "...!!!"
For some inexplicable reason, the air temperature suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and involuntarily, everyone froze in their tracks, forming a series of distorted sculptures arranged in a circle.
A cold wind blew past the back of her neck, making all the hairs on Ni Chang's body stand on end.
They didn't dare turn around, nor did they dare look up.
She stared at her legs, which were shrouded in mist, and fell silent for a moment.
Trembling.
"You, you guys, did you feel... anything?"
Wolf Grey clung tightly to a section of Netherworld's tail, staring at the sudden thick fog, and swallowed hard twice. "I... I feel like I've arrived in the underworld."
Bai Yu's disheveled wings fluttered, creating billowing mist that made the scene even more eerie. "I...I think I heard something I shouldn't have heard."
Youming felt a ticklish sensation all over his body, and he trembled as if he were on vibrate mode, causing the mist to tremble along with him. "I...I heard someone singing a little tune in my ear."
It's still that kind of...eerie tune that makes you feel like you're about to die.
Yue Li, Mi Yin, and Shui Lian also perked up their ears immediately.
Miyin thought for a moment and said, "I suddenly felt extremely cold all over my body."
Shui Lian nodded: "I think I might need to wear two more layers of clothing."
Yue Li blinked: "I'm actually a little scared?"
He immediately whispered again, "Look up and see what's going on!"
"Why?! Why aren't you watching?!"
As the eerie tune seemed to seep into their ears, the others turned green with embarrassment and whispered their protests.
Not one dared to raise their head.
【囍】is used in the first scene.
The suona suddenly blared, like a cold hook, tearing through the clamor of the mortal world.
Immediately afterwards, the gongs and drums were not beating with joy, but with the rhythm of a funeral procession, each beat striking my heart.
A plaintive female voice was singing in a low, drawn-out way, the words lingering as if whispering in one's ear, or as if drifting out from a coffin adorned with the character "囍" (double happiness).
Especially in this kind of fog where you're face to face and can barely see each other's faces.
The atmosphere was great, and there was plenty of it.
several:"……"
I felt scared and uneasy.
There's a feeling that you'll be immediately pulled to the memorial tablet to bow to heaven and earth, then bow twice to the paper effigy of your parents, and then bow to the young couple with pale chins under red veils.
Finally, they were locked together in a coffin, creating the illusion of a ghost marriage and joint burial...
Watching the group trembling with glee, pretending to be ostriches, Jiang Xianwan sat on the tombstone, head tilted back, silently and arrogantly uttering, "Hehehehehehe!"
The tombstone, which had turned back into a gravestone, trembled beneath her.
The two combined are a bellyful of wicked schemes.
At an extremely slow pace, it moved through the fog, approaching the ostriches...
The few people, heads down, furtively peeking out of the corner of their eyes like dogs: "..."
Why does that sound seem clearer?!
besides……
Is a young girl in a wedding dress sitting on that stone coffin?
A piece of scarlet fabric hung down, its color blazing like blood in the mist...
Holy crap!
Embroidered shoes?
Red?!
A ghost bride?!
And... it was drifting towards them in a clear and straight path?
several:"……"
Holy crap!
It's fine if it's foggy in broad daylight.
Are they... really encountering a ghost?!
With a resounding thud, a gong struck my heart.
In my field of vision, only a pair of blood-red embroidered shoes remained, silently floating before my eyes.
Several people were startled and stopped abruptly.
It appears to be alive, but it has actually been walking for a while.
She's here! She's here!
She was wearing embroidered shoes, and she floated towards them!
Jiang Xianwan pinched her thigh hard to stop herself from laughing out loud.
Like a ghost, it flashed silently behind Ni Chang and gently blew a breath into her ear in a soft and eerie tone.
"Choosing a groom~"
"Choosing a groom~"
"Bowing to Heaven and Earth..." Her voice suddenly turned cold, carrying a hint of resentful ruthlessness, "...enter the bridal chamber!"
several:"……"
Fine, I'll choose. But could you please not be so ruthless with those last three words?
You scared them!
Entering the bridal chamber?
How do I get it?
Enter with the ghost?
They were still just young boys!
With a cold, ghostly figure clinging to her back, Ni Chang almost collapsed to her knees.
Her legs trembled like noodles, and her voice was split.
"Sister, sister... I, I'm a woman!"
Throughout her life, she was not greedy for money but fond of men. Her hobby was so steadfast that she only liked men and never thought about finding a wife!
Besides, isn't this ghost sister a little blind?
She's not a man!
Why are you lying on top of her?!
Ni Chang couldn't resist secretly touching her thigh, and hurriedly said, "Pick any of these! They're all men!"
Jiang Xianwan, who was blowing air into her ear: "..."
The remaining few: "...?!"
What does "pick whatever you want" mean?
This female pervert is such a scoundrel!
They may be men, but does that mean they deserve it?
Now, the ship of friendship not only capsized, but was completely shattered. Led by Youming, they all spat a mouthful of spittle at Ni Chang in unison.
"Pah! You scumbag!"
Let's end our friendship!
Ni Chang: "..." So be it if our friendship is over!
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