Demon Recovery: Awakening Shanhaijing at the Beginning

"Red hijab, big sedan chair."

"Bride, put on new clothes."

"Sit in the sedan chair and pick up the groom."

It seems to be saying that someone is getting married.

Then a big red sedan chair slowly emerged from behind the woods, swaying toward this side.

It was so far apart that no one could see what the bearer looked like.

Many people in the Han family are strange.

Whoever got married at night and how did they enter the private territory of the Han family heard that... a strange voice that seemed to be a girl continued to shout.

"Receive the groom and hang it up."

"It's lovely to stay still after cutting arteries and veins."

"Peel the skin, chop it into pieces, and fry it in a pot."

"Add water and cover."

Hear this sound.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.

The night wind seemed to be a little cooler.

"What the hell is this,"

"It's so cruel!"

"Looking at the bright red color of the sedan chair, it is almost red and black, and most likely it is a very powerful red-clothed ghost."

The Han family ability said solemnly.

After seeing the person carrying the sedan chair, everyone's expressions changed again.

Because those people's faces were pale, and they were wearing hemp and filial piety.

This is clearly to do white affairs! The team of white affairs, carrying bridal sedan chairs, "This is the ghost of the bride, the ghost who died on the way to the marriage, she will pick up the groom she likes, and once she is picked up, she will never again never came back."

Someone whispered.

Everyone looked solemn.

"Lang Jun"

"My concubine is here to pick you up!"

A miserable and resentful voice suddenly sounded in front of several people.

Several people suddenly felt the chills burst.

Look up again.

Their scalps were tingling and they found that it was still there before: the sedan chair, which was thousands of meters away, was in front of them in a blink of an eye.

The bearers, the suona carpenter, and a little girl.

All of them looked at them sullenly with their white eyes.

These Han family members who are responsible for guarding the direction of the forest.

Almost scared out of my soul.

A few people jumped in panic.

Some people threw a thunderball, and some people slapped the ground with their palms and smashed them out.

There is also the Han family, who took a picture of burning.

pity.

Bearers, suona craftsmen, etc., dressed in linen and filial piety, took over these attacks.

In the woods in the distance.

A middle-aged man with a pale face sat cross-legged, revealing a strange smile.

This ghost marriage team.

It's his masterpiece.

Eight red-clothed ghosts and one half-step evil spirit.

Even if there are ten or twenty, capable people, they will not be the opponents of this team.

The middle-aged man was the stallholder who was invited to kill Han Yuanlong.

with his orders.

The sedan opened.

A woman with a pale face, dark lines between her eyebrows, and blood-red pupils stepped out.

"Husband, please get on the sedan chair."