not a monster

Chapter 8 Wedding Dresses

Unreasonable Feng had a dream.

A series of bells rang out in the dream.

There are also people chanting something, like a large group of novice monks knocking on wooden fish to chant scriptures.

The picture gradually became clearer, and he saw a wilderness in the countryside. In front of a loess grave stood a young Taoist priest in a yellow robe and a vertical hat.

The ground of the tomb cracked open, first a woman's hand stretched out, and finally Wang Xilou, who was wearing a wedding dress, returned from the ground.

The Taoist laughed wildly.

"Ha, haha! With such a powerful spirit, no cultivator found out. I want to train you to become an immortal and become the first corpse immortal in the ages!"

This person was the Taoist priest who secretly instructed the wealthy businessman Liu's family to match his deceased son with a ghost marriage, and bluntly said that a woman from the next village, Wang Xilou, the eldest daughter of the Wang family, had the best match for his son's birthday.

In the secluded forest, Wang Xilou, who was wearing a wedding dress, had a yellow talisman on his forehead, stretched out his arms, and jumped after the young Taoist priest.

Every time it rises and falls, without the slightest sound, it falls into the night lightly.

Since then, in the world of cultivators and monsters, there has been a cultivator who claims to be a corpse hunter. He is a very powerful guy because he has a very powerful zombie.

People call the zombie the bridal girl.

Tear tigers and leopards in the mountains, and go to sea to fight dragons.

A bell ringing, a wedding dress.

Twenty and one years later, the wedding dress girl became famous, and the young Taoist priest was no longer young.

"Girl in a wedding dress, although I killed you back then, it was I who gave you a second life. I know you are about to recover, but you shouldn't hate me, you should be grateful to me."

The Taoist priest's hair is black and white, but the female stiff is more agile.

She has red lips and pink face, peach and Liu Mei, but her forehead is pressed against the talisman, and her beautiful face is calm as water. I don't know if she has any thoughts.

Those who tame the camel will tie the rope that binds the camel to an iron nail on the ground. When the camel is young, he will not resent the restraint of the rope and will pull the rope, but the iron nail exposed on the ground seems to be a small one. The part in the ground is three or four meters deep. No matter how hard the camel tries, it will not help. In the end, the exhausted little camel succumbs to the small iron nail, and even if it finally grows up, it will no longer resist the restraint of the rope. .

The same is true for this talisman. With the soaring strength of a woman in a wedding dress, a talisman of that level should have been unable to suppress her long ago.

It's not that the talisman is powerful, but the talisman attached to the forehead of the woman in the wedding dress.

The old Taoist didn't dare to bet that the other party really didn't hate him, he didn't dare to tear off the talisman, he was afraid that the other party would kill him immediately.

Human practitioners do not become immortals, their lifespan is not much different from that of mortals, and Taoist priests are also getting older.

The corpse-carrying priest took the bride-to-be to travel all over the famous mountains and rivers.

"It's been 50 years. To you, I'm more like looking at my most perfect work."

The old Taoist arched his back, getting older, and the bride in the wedding dress was still following him like a puppet, not saying a word.

"Wedding dress girl, can you hear me? I'm dying. For a powerful zombie like you, someone will definitely want you. I don't want you to be taken, so I'm going to destroy you."

Five years later, the woman in the wedding dress is still with her.

Obviously, the Taoist priests couldn't make a move at that time.

"Wedding dress girl, do you hate me?"

He didn't tear off the talisman, so there would be no answer.

While walking on Nanguan Road, the old Taoist met a group of famous people in all corners of the world.

They are all practitioners, and they are all here to rob women in wedding dresses.

The old Taoist regretted not destroying her back then, but after all, he had lived for so many years, and his strength was naturally unfathomable. In the end, he exhausted his means and fought on an equal footing with the group of practitioners.

Exhausted means that he has used all the means except the bride in the wedding dress.

"He, he doesn't have to marry a woman to have such strength!"

"Damn, we were careless!"

"This old man is immortal!"

The bridesmaids stood by from the beginning to the end.

The old Taoist priest did not give her an order to kill the enemy, and all her movements were restricted by the yellow talisman and rattle on her forehead.

She just lowered her eyes and watched the old Taoist fight, her smart black eyes reflecting the yellow sand and blood.

In the end, the battle lasted for a long time, the sun was setting, the earth was dark like a tide, and the cicadas whined as if they had accelerated tenfold.

Everyone in the back is dead.

He tried to look up at the woman in the wedding dress.

The other party is as beautiful as ever.

"clang--!!"

The old Taoist raised his hand and smashed the rattle, breaking it into countless pieces of gold, the rattle rang absolutely, and he issued the final order.

"Wedding dress girl, I order you, I order you... tear off the talisman."

The jade hand stretched out slowly and tore off the talisman on her forehead. She quietly looked at the old Taoist priest lying on the ground.

The moment she lowered her gaze, the old Taoist raised his head and fell to the ground weakly, lying motionless in a pool of blood.

Even though they have been together day and night for a long time, the eyes of the two have never met for a minute or a second.

"I've always wanted to say, I'm not called a wedding dress girl, it sounds ugly..."

The sandstorm buried all traces of this piece, and she looked at the corpse of the enemy.

"Call me Wang Xilou."

……

"Wangxilou, a guest is here!"

"Call me Master, really!"

This little apprentice is good at everything, but he doesn't like to be called his master, and he doesn't know what's wrong.

When Wang Xilou came downstairs with his slippers, he saw Feng Wuli sitting obediently at the counter eating breakfast, and a middle-aged man came to buy incense candles.

The man was probably in his forties, and was stunned when he saw Wang Xilou.

Although I just heard the voice and knew it was a young woman, but seeing the appearance, I didn't expect that the owner of this incense candle shop actually looked like a fairy.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xilou asked directly.

The man was beautiful, with a nice voice, and he wore a cheongsam with a great figure. The middle-aged man swallowed and looked away a little shyly.

"The old man passed away, come and buy some incense sticks."

"Choose your own?"

"I'll just buy whatever I want."

"Would you like to try that big rocket, as well as yachts and mobile phones, burn a few for the elders, it has been quite popular in recent years."

"Really, really?"

The middle-aged man was confused and held a bunch of ingots, and took a big rocket and a mobile phone under the promotion of Wangxilou.

Wang Xilou went over to Feng Wuli's head, Feng Wuli ignored her, and ate the dumplings in the bowl and the quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator.

After eating the last dumpling, Feng Wuli raised his head and asked, "Where do people go when they die?"

"The yin god will dissipate, the yang god will enter the long river of true spirits, and become a ray of true spirit again. Maybe it will re-enter a pregnant woman's belly to be reborn and live another life, or maybe not, I can't say for sure."

"Won't you turn into a ghost?"

"It is rare to become a ghost in the traditional sense. Generally, there is an obsession in the heart. After death, the Yang God leaves the body. With that obsession, it can exist for a period of time in the form of a 'ghost' that the world calls it, and it has an obsession. Reciting is not enough, there is a premise that you have to have contact with people of practice like us, or monsters, by definition, ghosts are actually spirits, but generally they can’t last for seven days. True spirit."

"Can't they receive those things that were burned?"

"Naturally, I can't receive it. Those ghosts and ghosts are all edited later. I even chased the serialization of this thing."

"Then aren't we cheating money?" He was a little worried.

"The people who burn paper money don't think the deceased can get it, it's just a memory."

Feng Wuli seemed to understand, but he got up and gave Wang Xilou the seat of the shopkeeper, carrying a bowl and going upstairs to wash the dishes.

Suddenly I thought: "Where's the mother-in-law?"

The mother-in-law of Huaiqing's hometown has stayed for more than seven days.

"The locust tree is a wood ghost, and it is true that a living being cannot become a monster, but it is also a little mysterious for some reason. My mother-in-law is still alive under the old locust tree, but then the obsession disappeared."

Feng nodded unreasonably, no wonder every time he saw his mother-in-law under the locust tree.

"What's your mother-in-law's obsession?"

Wang Xilou turned on the computer in front of the counter and was playing Spider Solitaire. The candle shop was dark, and the light from the computer screen shone on her face, flickering, she thought about it and said:

"Probably to see the old snake demon again."

Feng Wuli hurried upstairs to wash the dishes, then ran down again, wiped his hands and stood aside to watch Wang Xilou play Spider Solitaire, Wang Xilou glanced at him, he was happy, and he was more serious than practicing with her. .

A child is a child.

The days were plain as water, Wang Xilou didn't teach him any advanced moves, it was the easiest way to control the spirit. She said that the basic skills should be practiced well, maybe a few years, maybe ten years, and then she would teach the next ones when she felt that they had passed the test. .

However, a few days later, the middle-aged man who bought ingots at the candle shop a few days ago came again.

"Boss, where's the boss?" He didn't look very good.

At this time, Feng Wuli was playing Spider Solitaire very seriously. Wang Xilou stared at the computer screen with his toes clasped beside him, and muttered to himself that a child's ability to learn is strong, and it took a long time for her to get used to the computer before touching the computer.

There is one less thing that can be displayed in front of the little apprentice.

When he saw that there were guests, he looked up.

"It's you, came to buy incense candles again?"

The woman's beautiful face, but the middle-aged man is not in the mood to appreciate it.

He moved his lips and said, "My mother, my mother called..."

Wang Xilou was a little puzzled: "Stop, we are a candle shop, are you going wrong?"

"No, my mother just passed away seven days ago!"

Feng Wuli let go of the mouse and moved towards Wang Xilou with a blank face, while Wang Xilou looked at the middle-aged man blankly, but he didn't look like he was lying.

She was stunned for a while before saying:

"Did you ask her old man if the rocket is good for you?"

(End of this chapter)