Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Fu Zhu said meaningfully, "It's to see who the groom is."

That matchmaker had a very slight demonic aura, but she was indeed human.

"Of course, it's also okay to visit the bride by the way."

The sender didn't realize that anyone was following them. They walked a long mountain road, and it was raining again, and gradually they couldn't carry the sedan chair.

"I don't know when this damn rain will last!"

"Didn't you think the road was so long in previous years?"

"Do you think it's a bit cold? My hairs are standing on end."

"It's raining in autumn, it's normal to be cold..."

"It's alright, alright, don't complain anymore, finish seeing off the bride early, and go back to collect the reward money." The matchmaker in a dark red jacket twisted her handkerchief, turned her head and said to several people.

Her face was white with powder, her lips were rouge, and she wore a large pink silk flower on her head. She turned around suddenly, looking a little creepy in the dark sky.

The person who carried the sedan chair was taken aback, "Matchmaker Sun, you should turn around."

Matchmaker Sun shook the handkerchief, with obvious displeasure in her tone, she raised her voice to warn, "Be careful, walk steadily, don't knock the bride, or you will be beautiful! Dong Your lord will not forgive you easily."

Upon hearing Master Dong, several people's expressions changed and they did not dare to say anything more.

However, she still sneered at Sun Matchmaker, she was just pretending to be a tiger, just putting on airs in front of them.

Fu Zhu knew in her heart that the Lord Dong whom the matchmaker was talking about must be the official groom.

"Hey!"

As soon as Matchmaker Sun finished her training, the bearer screamed, stepped into the mud and couldn't get up.

Zeng Hui slammed into the sedan chair and let out a soft "hiss". The matchmaker cursed a few words and lifted the curtain to see how the bride was doing.

"Miss Zeng, are you okay?" Facing Zeng Hui, Sun Matchmaker's attitude was much softer, and she repeatedly apologized, "It's all because the bearers are careless. I have already reprimanded them. You will meet Master Dong later, but If you want to say something nice for me, I definitely didn't delay the time on purpose."

Zeng Hui had never wanted to marry that Mr. Dong, but now that she had an accident and could be delayed on the road, she felt relieved in her heart and said softly, "I'm fine."

Matchmaker Sun saw a red spot on her forehead, and could only pray in her heart, hoping that Master Dong would not mind.

Putting down the sedan chair curtain, Sun Matchmaker turned her head and cursed at the bearer, "Aren't you full? Hurry up and lift up the sedan chair!"

Listening to Sun Matchmaker's abuse, Zeng Hui couldn't make any waves in her heart.

The cold wind came in, and Zeng Hui felt that she was still alive.

She stretched out her hand to catch Qiu Yu, and closed her eyes to enjoy the peace at this moment.

The sedan chair shook and was lifted up. Zeng Hui opened her eyes in disappointment. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a girl holding an umbrella in the rain and mist, leading a boy in black, standing not far away.

Is she dazzled?

Zeng Hui rubbed her eyes, then looked again, apart from the rain and fog, how could there be any girls and children there?

In the distance, Riji hugged her satin-like black hair nervously, covering her eyes, "Did she find us?"

Fu Zhu said firmly, "No!"

Cancan let out a "cuckoo" cry in her stomach, echoing the talisman.

Hiji breathed a sigh of relief.

The talisman said that if you follow someone else, you can't let them find out.

Otherwise, the tracking will fail.

"Huh? Where's the sedan chair?" Riji scratched his face and asked in confusion.

They were busy talking before, but now they found that the sedan chair was gone.

Fu Zhu said: "It must not have gone far, I can catch up."

The bridal sedan did not go far, but it went over a hurdle, beyond their field of vision.

When the sedan chair appeared in sight again, Hiji was completely relieved and didn't lose track of him.

"Why are you here so late? Don't you know the auspicious time has passed?"

A red umbrella stopped in front of the sedan chair.

The visitor was dressed in happy attire, with a headdress and an unknown bird's tail feathers. He turned his back to the crowd and spoke in an accent.

Matchmaker Sun's feet softened and she knelt on the ground, "Master Dong, the weather is really bad, we didn't delay the time on purpose!"

It was the first time for the bearers to see the legendary Lord Dong, who appeared in front of the sedan chair without a sound. Could it be an ordinary person?
Thinking of the rumors about him again, I couldn't help but panic.

Master Dong glanced at the annoying Qiu Yu, and felt that what Sun Matchmaker said made sense, "Okay, I won't blame you this time."

Matchmaker Sun said exaggeratedly: "Thank you, Master Dong!"

Lord Dong seemed to be enjoying it very much, the bird feathers on his hat trembled slightly, but he felt that this would damage his majesty, so he said in a low voice, "Let's all leave, my lord will personally pick up the bride back home."

After he finished speaking, there were ripples under his feet, and the bearer was lifted three feet away by this inexplicable air current.After realizing that this was Master Dong's trick, the bearer rolled away and ran away.

so horrible!

Fu Zhu couldn't help but twitch her lips as she looked at the airflow that collapsed at her feet.

Master Dong turned around in satisfaction, revealing Lushan's true face.

Fuzhu couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth again.

Mrs. Nadong was dressed in a happy attire, with small eyes, flared zygomatic arches, slightly high bone ridges, and a deer-like appearance.

When he turned around, he was inexplicably a little shorter.Xifu dragged into the mud.

It turned out to be a winter rat.

Master Dong turned his eyes and saw Matchmaker Sun who was holding onto the tree and hadn't left yet, "Why didn't you leave together?"

Matchmaker Sun had seen Mr. Dong's real appearance. She knew that he was ugly. He always put his feet up in front of outsiders and raised his height, so she was not surprised. She quickly let go of the tree and reminded carefully:
"Master Dong... You haven't given me the reward yet."

Master Dong fluttered his nostrils twice and sneezed. He raised his hand and wiped it with his wedding clothes, took out a money bag from his sleeve, and threw it to Matchmaker Sun.

"Take the money bag and get out, don't interfere with my lord's life events."

With no outsiders around, the winter fur mouse changed back to its original voice, a little thin, and it sounded very majestic.

Sun Matchmaker laughed until the corners of her eyes clenched together, "Okay, okay, I'm leaving now!"

Among other things, this bamboo mouse spirit is still generous in terms of rewards, which is many times more than she used to be a matchmaker.

Listening to the movement outside, Zeng Hui felt extremely uneasy.She thought she had taken everything lightly, but now she realized that it was impossible.

Putting one hand on the sedan chair curtain, Zeng Hui bit her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Whoosh!
A flying sword was nailed to the sedan chair.

The Winter Mouse hastily withdrew its hand, and said angrily, "Who? How dare you ruin my good deeds?"

He looked around vigilantly, but there was nothing but Qiu Yu.

But the sword was still in front of him.

"A mouse spirit, after eating sesame oil for a few days, dare to imitate others and get married?"

In the rain and fog, a girl came slowly leading a boy in black.

She held a large bamboo bone umbrella in her hand, blocking out the wind and rain. With a slight lift of her hand, the flying sword swished, broke free from the sedan chair, and flew back into her hand.

The girl let go of the boy in black, holding an umbrella in one hand and a sword in the other.

Yesterday I saw a book friend, the mouse who was reading silently voted for 5 recommendation votes, and I kept thinking, will the mouse spirit I am going to write tomorrow (that is, today) offend others?

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Thanks to the book friends who read silently