"Ah!!" Huang Jiulang covered his butt and suddenly jumped up, roaring and jumping high.
"Jiulang!" An old and stern voice sounded behind him, accompanied by the sound of a wooden cane hitting the ground hard.
That was the voice of the weasel chieftain, Chief Luo, who was sitting in the high seat. It sounded more sinister than usual.
It turned out that Huang Jiulang's jump directly brought him back to control of his own body, so the groom who was getting married in the hall jumped up and wailed. Fortunately, the guests around him were all his family, but they all stared at him with an expression of disapproval and regret.
Huang Jiulang touched his head and looked around blankly with his big black, innocent eyes.
At this moment, he had a fair and tender baby face, slightly light eyebrows, big round eyes with distinct black and white, thick and long eyelashes, thin, soft and rosy lips, and a face full of childishness.
"Ahem..." The middle-aged man who sang the lyrics cleared his throat, glanced at him helplessly, and started to sing again:
"Bow to Heaven and Earth——"
Huang Jiulang finally understood what was going on. He had been forced to rehearse and recite the wedding etiquette dozens of times, and was more familiar with it than many people who had gotten married.
"Shall we bow once more?" He quietly tugged at the red silk thread in his hand, and the other end of the red silk thread was swaying in the bride's hand.
The bride did not answer, but bowed to the heaven and earth again. Huang Jiulang hurriedly knelt down with her.
"Bow to your parents twice—"
Looking up at the hall, the stern and fierce light was projected from Chief Luo's small eyes. Huang Jiulang couldn't help but shrink his neck, his face full of innocence, weakness and pity.
"The couple bows to each other—"
The two people, dressed in bright red wedding dresses, bowed to each other. As they bowed, Huang Jiulang breathed a sigh of relief.
He is most afraid of Chief Luo!
After this worship, the bride goes into the bridal chamber first, while the groom remains outside to accompany the guests.
The new house was the bedroom where Huang Jiulang had stayed before. The strange smell inside... had already been cleared away by the reliable tribesmen.
In less than half an hour, Huang Jiulang, slightly drunk, walked towards the bridal chamber while chewing on the cake in his hand.
When he reached the door, he stuffed the cake into his mouth, patted the residue on his hands, and touched the bulge on his chest. Then he pushed the door open, but did not dare to go in. He stood at the door, peeking inside like a thief.
The bride sat in front of the bed in the room, dressed in red, with a red veil covering her head, and her hands holding a red handkerchief on her knees.
Huang Jiulang looked for a long while before he walked into the room and closed the door.
"I, I'm going to lift the veil for you..." he said nervously, his voice clear and childish.
The red silk veil in front of me swayed up and down, it was the bride nodding.
Huang Jiulang brought the wedding scale and slowly lifted the red silk cloth on the bride's head, and couldn't help holding his breath.
A small and delicate chin, full and rosy lips with a slight upturned shape, and... those lively and gentle almond-shaped eyes that were looking up at him.
Her eyes suddenly curved, and the halo of two small flames of the red candles filled her eyes, like a cup of warm wine, warm and intoxicating.
The bride was smiling at him.
Huang Jiulang's head buzzed and his cheeks turned red. He immediately lost control of his body in shame. The little weasel in his body covered his face with its claws and pushed Luo Zheyu, who was standing beside him, out.
In reality, Huang Jiulang's body swayed suddenly, and he leaned slightly towards the bride before he stood firm again.
Luo Zheyu was forced to control Huang Jiulang's body and looked down at the bride who was smiling at him tenderly: ...
There is something I don’t know whether I should say or not.
The room was dimly lit with only the light from two red candles, so everything around her was not clear, so the bride only felt a flash before her eyes. The groom standing in front of her seemed a little different from before, but she did not pay much attention to it.
"My dear, my name is Dongzhi." She looked up at the groom standing in front of her with a smile.
Luo Zheyu was wearing the shell of Huang Jiulang, relying on the faint candlelight. He was standing with his back to the light, so the bride could not see his face clearly. The expression on the baby face was very cold, and the round eyes with distinct black and white were different from the previous innocence, with a sharp edge.
He kicked Huang Jiulang again, who was curled up in his body and covering his eyes with a shy look on his face.
Huang Jiulang was kicked and flew up, but apparently because he had been kicked once before, he was prepared this time. His soul quickly descended again, landed back in a corner of his body, bounced, and stabilized his body.
Luo Zheyu barely managed to keep his body still. His soul reached out, grabbed Huang Jiulang by the scruff of the neck and lifted him up.
"Little brother, what's wrong with you?"
He asked a question from his soul.
Huang Jiulang's pair of black eyes looked left and right, then lowered his eyes and looked down, but he didn't look at him.
"My dear?" Dongzhi called out in confusion when she saw that he didn't answer.
"...Ah." Luo Zheyu responded vaguely.
If he ignores the bride and leaves her alone on the wedding night, given Huang Jiulang's personality, his future life will definitely not be easy.
"It's late at night, my dear, you've been tired all day, you should rest early..." Dongzhi said softly, her voice gentle and soft.
Luo Zheyu's eyes were as sharp as knives, shooting towards Huang Jiulang who was in his hand.
Huang Jiulang immediately tightened his neck, and rubbed his two brown hind legs together nervously.
"I'm leaving, you have to hold on by yourself." After Luo Zheyu said this, the soul in Huang Jiulang's body quickly dissipated and turned into starlight and disappeared.
He left without hesitation, without stopping for a moment.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to stay and watch the live broadcast.
Huang Jiulang was stunned and didn't react, but his body lost control and fell forward, falling on Dongzhi who was looking up at him.
When Huang Jiulang regained control of his body and opened his eyes, he saw the snow-white skin close to him, with his eyes slightly closed and his long eyelashes trembling slightly.
It turned out that when Huang Jiulang fell uncontrollably, he happened to bite Dong Zhi's lips.
Huang Jiulang widened his eyes, stood up abruptly and took two steps back, panicking and stammering.
Dongzhi opened his eyes and looked at him.
"My dear, your tail is exposed."
He quickly reached behind him and found that the back of his wedding dress was indeed supported by a furry tail. Huang Jiulang pressed hard, trying to push the tail back.
After Luo Zheyu left, although he was able to maintain his current appearance because of his previous experience of transformation, he was inevitably exposed in the details due to his lack of experience.
After much effort, he finally managed to hide the tail. Before Huang Jiulang could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Dong Zhi sitting beside the bed, pointing at him and grinning, "Oh, the ears are popping out again!"
When I reached out and touched it, I found two semicircular furry ears sticking out from the top of its head.
"I, I..." Huang Jiulang's face flushed red and he was so anxious that he was turning around. The more anxious he was, the more confused he became. He pressed down his ears and his tail popped out again. He was busy with both ends and made the bride laugh.
"Wait for me!" he suddenly shouted, reached into his bulging arms, took out a package wrapped in oil paper, and stuffed it into Dongzhi's hand without saying a word.
"Here you go, I'll be back soon!" After saying that, he covered his head, pressed his butt, and ran out.
Dongzhi was still smiling as he opened the object wrapped in oil paper. It turned out to be a braised chicken leg.
The groom could eat and drink with the guests outside, but the bride could only sit in the house and wait obediently. At most, she could have some red dates and peanuts to fill her stomach. Unexpectedly, Huang Jiulang thought that she would starve, so he secretly hid a chicken leg and brought it into the bridal chamber.
"How silly! I don't need to eat anything." She carefully rewrapped the oil paper.
Suddenly there was a rustling noise near the back window. After a while, someone outside carefully opened the window a little bit at a time.
A pair of eyes looked around the room through the gap in the window for a while, only to see the bride sitting by the bed, but not the groom, and then opened the window completely.
"Girl, girl!" a handsome man in a long gown outside the window called softly.
Dongzhi fixed his eyes on him, and his voice was emotionless: "Who are you?"
"Girl, I'm here to save you. Come with me and escape from here!" the handsome man said anxiously.
"Huh? Why should I run away?" she asked with interest.
"Girl, you are surrounded by monsters, and the groom is also a monster, aren't you scared?"
"I'm not afraid."
The handsome man had never expected to get such an answer. According to what he thought in his heart, he risked being discovered by the monster, hiding all the way, avoiding the eyes and ears, and finally got here, all for the sake of saving the girl in front of him. She should be extremely grateful, as if she were reborn, and couldn't wait to escape from this monster's lair with him. How could she not want to escape?
For a moment, he did not know how to persuade her. After a long pause, he could only say, "Girl, it is against the moral code for humans and monsters to be together. Monsters are different from humans after all. What if one day they get tired of you and eat you..."
The handsome man became more and more frightened as he spoke, as if what he was thinking was actually happening.
"Puchi..." Dongzhi couldn't help laughing out loud, he stood up and walked towards the window.
The handsome man thought he had persuaded her, and said with a happy face: "Young lady, hurry up and escape with me. At this moment, those monsters are having fun in the front hall, and there is no defense around..."
"You mean well, but how do you know that I'm a human?" Dongzhi interrupted him and said softly, waving his bright red sleeves, which slid in front of the handsome man, and a faint fragrance blew towards him.
The handsome man's consciousness gradually became blurred. He closed his eyes, shrank from the window, and fell to the ground.
"Go somewhere else. You can't eavesdrop here."
During the winter solstice, close the windows and put on the latches to prevent anyone from opening them at will from the outside.
She is not a human being, but a ghost.
But there is an existence that humans fear more than demons.
"I, I'm back, mother......" Huang Jiulang ran into the house and shouted stutteringly.
Dongzhi turned his head to look at him and almost laughed out loud.
Huang Jiulang was ultimately unable to retract the upper half of the furry ears on his head, but he thought of a brilliant idea.
He put the red flower used for today's wedding ceremony on his head and tied two long red silk ribbons under his neck to cover the protruding hairy ears.
Still festive.
Looking at Dongzhi's smiling face, Huang Jiulang pursed his lips, lowered his head, and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
A red object fell before my eyes.
Huang Jiulang was stunned, then he realized that the knot was not tied properly, and the red flower and the red silk fell down together.
Just as he was about to bend down to pick it up, the semicircular furry ears on top of his head were suddenly pinched.
When he looked up, Dongzhi was standing on tiptoe and pinching his ears.
Huang Jiulang stared at her blankly and let her touch his head.
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The sky was bright in a dilapidated temple in the wilderness.
A handsome man in a long gown lay straight in the dusty temple. It was only after a while that he opened his eyes with a frown.
He was stunned for a moment, looked around blankly, and suddenly showed a look of fear. He grabbed the bag beside him and rushed out of the ruined temple. There were only small trees and weeds outside. There was no sign of houses, girls getting married, or guests drinking.
The handsome man felt uneasy, and vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the bag in his hand, so he quickly opened it.
However, in the bag, in addition to his own belongings, there was also a bag of candies and cakes printed with the word "囍" (happiness) and red dates and peanuts.
This is clearly a gift prepared by the newlyweds for the guests.
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