Chapter 453 Fox Girl Married
The dark coffin stands in the air, in sharp contrast to the big red sedan chair opposite. Looking at the strange performance of the coffin, everyone knows that today is not easy.
"How dare anyone fight against me, Hu Jing!"
Looking at the coffin hanging in the air, a pleasant and charming sound suddenly came from the sedan chair. The sound was sweet and pleasant, as if it was about to melt the bones of people.
Unfortunately, no one answered the words of the people in the sedan chair. The dark coffin soared away with the words of the people in the sedan chair and crashed directly into the sedan chair.
"You want to die!" Looking at the flying coffin, the sedan chair also flew up in an angry voice and rushed to the black coffin without saying a word.
"Boom!"
came with a muffled sound, and the coffin suddenly accelerated and collided with the big red sedan chair, and the front end of the coffin was completely into the sedan chair.
"Who the hell are you!" A woman in the sedan chair, dressed like a bride, pressed her hand on the coffin and asked coldly.
"Boom!" The dark coffin exploded directly, and the four coffin boards burst out at the same time. Then one hand shot out of the coffin and hit the bride's chest.
"Puff!" The big red sedan chair retreated sharply, and the bride sprayed blood on the head curtain. Obviously, she had been injured under the palm of her hand.
"Kkaka..." Before everyone could see what was in the coffin, the originally torn coffin was reassembled and turned into the dark coffin hovering in the air.
"Dong Dong Da, Dong Dong Da..." The bleak music came, and the coffin fell heavily to the ground.
"Which tall man is here? Today is the day when the slave family is happy. Please ask the tall man to move and go for a drink!"
With the voice, a figure in a wedding dress came out of the big red sedan chair, and the two stream mandarin ducks were particularly conspicuous on the big red wedding dress.
"Listen to this sound, the sugar content is at least four plus sign! But the beauty is that Mimi is a little smaller!" The dark coffin suddenly stood up, and then the coffin opened like a door, and a young man with ink unicorn printed on his clothes came out of it.
"You! Don't bully people too much!" The bride's whole body trembled angrily, thinking about how she had suffered such humiliation for 500 years of practice, and women pay most attention to Mingjie. If this word spreads, how could she get married?
Well, this fox, who has been practicing for 500 years, no longer sees itself as a monster. If you lie too much, you will believe it, not to mention a fox who likes to listen to stories. You should know that Liaozhai has been poisoned for thousands of years, and it has poisoned not only human beings, but also some foxes who yearn for a better life in books.
"I had something to ask you today, but I didn't expect that today was a happy day for you, the little fox! Interesting, really interesting!" Qin Hui looked at the demon fox with a look of interest. She couldn't figure out what to do if the demon fox was in the mood and the demon fox showed its essence! When you want to come, you must be very beasts and beasts.
"Don't spit people with blood, who is the fox!" The bride's face changed greatly when she heard Qin Hui's words, but Qin Hui clearly saw that the little fox had long nails on his hands, and there was a trace of murder in his eyes.
"No, you really want to play"! Qin Hui raised his hand and took out a bottle of wine. While drinking, he looked at the fox spirit in wedding clothes. He couldn't figure out how this fox, who had only been sailing for hundreds of years, could eat this.
"Madam, madam..." Just as the fox wanted to kill, suddenly a call came from afar, and then a man dressed as a groom ran over on a little donkey.
The groom looked angry, and after seeing the scholar, the foxen immediately withdrew the claws on his fingers and threw the bloody head cover aside.
"Father!" The fox answered shyly and looked at the man riding the donkey silently.
"Puff!" Looking at the two, Qin Hui got goosebumps all over, and even sprayed out a mouthful of wine, in exchange for the bride's angry eyes.
"Madam, who is this?" The scholar-like groom looked at Qin Hui beside him. After seeing the ink Kirin pattern on Qin Hui's body, he glanced at the donkey riding under him with some inferiority.
"This person is... This man is my eldest brother!" The fox spirit can't answer Qin Hui's origin, but he can't tell himself that his father-in-law is sitting in a coffin and is a monster like me.
"It turned out to be my brother-in-law, brother-in-law Xu Jingzhi, this is polite!" After hearing this, the groom quickly got off the donkey and threw himself to Qin Hui with a big gift.
"I don't have such a cheap brother-in-law!" Qin Hui heard that he could not laugh or cry, but this changed in the ears of the groom.
"The little student has no power to bind the chicken, and his family has four walls. However, brother-in-law, you can rest assured that although he has nothing, he has a sincere heart and will never fail to live up to this talent!" The groom knelt on the ground with a sincere face.
"This sour scholar! It makes me turn my teeth!" Qin Hui was also amused by the groom's words, but she didn't expect such a funny thing to fall on her.
"You..." The fox spirit trembled even more when she heard Qin Hui's words, but she was afraid that Qin Hui would tell everything, but she had to pretend to be shy.
"Brother, look at what you said!" While saying with a shy expression, the fox spirit bowed repeatedly while the groom was not paying attention, hoping that Qin Hui would not expose his heels.
"Interesting, really interesting! This man has seen a lot about his marriage, and this fox's marriage is a rare thing!" Qin Hui decided after thinking about it for a moment. How could she not get involved in such an interesting thing?
Qin Hui nodded to the scholar slightly disdainfully, and then looked up and said, "Let's go, how can this sister marry me as an elder brother without accompanying me!"
"Brother, you go donkey!" Seeing that his brother-in-law did not make things difficult for him, the groom quickly brought the donkey over.
"Donkey!" Qin Hui stepped back two steps and waved his hand, "That's not necessary. Look, isn't my mount there!"
Qin Hui stretched out his hand and pointed to the direction of his coffin, which scared the fox's face to change greatly.
"What a horse!" Just as the fox's face turned pale, the scholar suddenly felt it. Hu Jing turned her head to see where there was any dark coffin. She saw a black horse standing there quietly and sneezing twice.
Hu Jing was relieved and patted only A's chest. However, Qin Hui turned over the horse and stood side by side with the scholar riding a donkey.
The donkey riding by Xiucai is short, and Qin Hui's big dark horse is also unparalleled in the horse. Qin Hui, who walked side by side, was half taller than the scholar, and Qin Hui, who was printed with the ink unicorn pattern, was also much more conspicuous than the scholar's borrowed groom's suit.
At a glance, I didn't know that I thought it was Qin Hui's marriage, followed by an accompanying boy.
"Miss, get on the sedan chair!" The maid invited Hu Jing to Jiaozi. Except for this Hu Jing, the others present were real human beings, and even the accompanying maid was no exception.
The group set out again in the blowing and beating of the strong man. Obviously, these people are Hu Jing's own family. Although Qin Hui and Hu Jing's movements are obviously not what human beings can do, no one said much, as if they don't care about their master's identity at all.
The sky gradually darkened, and a light rain fell from the sky and hit the welcoming team.
Feeling the raindrops on his body, Qin Hui was happy and didn't care at all, but this was a hardship to welcome the scholar.
"This dress is borrowed. What should I do?" The scholar's face was bitter. There was nothing to say about the four walls of his family. Even the groom's clothes were borrowed from others and had to be returned at night.
In this way, the team continued to move forward under the sad expression of the scholar. An hour later, the welcoming team came to a small town and finally stopped in front of a leaky low room on all sides.
The windy low room was surrounded by red Xizi paper-cuts, and an old woman with her eyes closed was standing at the door trembling. There was no one else, not even a congratulatory person. It is the sentence "No one asks about the poor and downtown, and the rich have distant relatives in the deep mountains."