"It's pretty good at playing!"

Ye Qing looked at the phantom of the Buddha with a poor appearance in the air, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He knew that Yipin was sending messages to him and telling him where he was, but the operation of becoming a Buddha was too urinary, and he was not afraid that the Buddha would really jump out and lift your spiritual cover?

"But by the way, when did Yipin have such a powerful Buddha treasure? This old guy hides it very deeply!"

The Buddha's light in the sky is pure and vast, and is undoubtedly an eternal weapon.

Before he finished speaking, waves broke out in the air again.

I saw the rolling evil spirits rising into the sky. The vast Buddha light slowly became thin and dim under the impact of evil spirits, and the bright sky also became dark and dull.

What's even more strange is that as the sky darkens, lanterns slowly float into the air.

The lanterns are all white, but the black character "囍" is pasted on it. As the lanterns rise, the lanterns become whiter and colder. The black character "囍" becomes darker and deeper, and the sky becomes darker and darker.

And in the infinite darkness, there seemed to be a woman wearing a red wedding dress and a red veil that appeared and a gloomy aura swept across the world.

Even though he was thousands of miles apart, Ye Qing felt cold all over his body. The things in the dark gave him a feeling that they were even more dangerous and terrifying than the vain mica.

The darkness in the sky lasted for more than ten breaths before slowly disappearing. Of course, there were Buddha lights all over the sky.

"Huh... what kind of thing did Yipin do that is so angry that people are resentful, and he actually provoked such a terrible thing?"

Ye Qing touched his nose and frowned. Obviously, the thing trapped in poverty should be the terrifying existence in the darkness.

"But this may be an opportunity!"

Immediately, Ye Qing seemed to have thought of something, and a ray of light appeared in his eyes.

"That's it!"

Ye Qing took a little step and headed straight for the direction where the Buddha's light and darkness disappeared.

A few hours later, Ye Qing appeared in front of the darkness.

The darkness covers a land of hundreds of miles, dark and cold, full of dead silence, and cannot be seen through and feel it through.

However, just looking at the darkness in front of him gave Ye Qing a feeling of terror and trembling, as if as long as he dared to step into it, he would definitely die.

"It depends on whether it is life or death." Standing outside the darkness, Ye Qing lingered for a moment, feeling that the time was almost over, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

As soon as he stepped into the darkness, he felt like he fell into a cold and cold lake. The dirty, cold and dead breath came from all directions, as if he wanted to freeze his soul.

This kind of aura is more dirty than the Nine Nether Demonic Qi, more yin and colder than the Fengdu Yin Qi, and more desperate than the Nirvana Death Qi.

If it weren't for Xuanhuang's mother's energy to protect the body and soul, it might take only a moment for his body to lose his vitality and his soul would be polluted and frozen.

Not only that, when he entered the darkness, he only took a small step forward. It is logical that it is easy to leave, but the fact is not the case.

Because wherever you see, there is nowhere in front of you, and darkness is everywhere behind you, just like that small step that caused him to fall from the earth to hell.

Hell is infinite, it is easy to enter, but difficult to get out.

Ye Qing disappeared invisibly and walked forward a few steps, suddenly feeling a trace of ominousness.

At this moment, he saw white paper lanterns floating from the darkness.

Those white paper lanterns were exactly what he saw before, with the black character "囍" on them, which was ominous.

After the white paper lanterns got closer, Ye Qing saw clearly that the lanterns were not floating in, but were being carried by someone.

Of course, it is not a living person or a dead person, but a paper man.

However, those paper people are not normal paper people, but burnt paper people.

Yes, all the paper people were burnt and charred, looking extremely fragile and would dissipate when the wind blew.

Of course, there was no wind in this darkness, and the burnt paper men were not as fragile as they looked. They carried white paper lanterns and walked silently in the darkness with stiff steps.

Slowly, more and more paper people were coming, and countless paper people gathered from all directions, standing there quietly, with the miserable white candlelight intertwined on the ground, forming a twisted, terrifying shadow, silent and weird, and gloomy.

"Put my red wedding dress and apply my red rouge;"

"Comb my long hair and wear my golden step;"

"Farewell to my parents, and get on my red sedan chair."

"Shake, feel nervous;"

"Welcome me into the hall and follow me to worship the heaven and earth."

"Three bows to the bridal chamber and sit upright on the red candlelight;"

"Open my red veil and drink my glass of wine;"

"Hold my slender hands and grow old together."

...

At this moment, a strange singing came from the darkness, and the singing was melodious, as if it was a bit nervous and sad, and with a few traces of longing and beauty.

Accompanied by the singing, the paper people who were originally standing still slowly moved.

Those paper men acted stiffly and moved slowly, and everyone was acting together, which was quite a bit messy and ridiculous.

But slowly, Ye Qing discovered that those paper men seemed to be interpreting a story, that is, the story sung by the song.

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Simply put, it is a woman who is about to get married. She is wearing a wedding dress, parting with her parents, boarding a wedding sedan chair, going to her husband's house, worshiping the world with her future husband, entering the bridal chamber, uncovering her veil, drinking a glass of wine, and wishing to hold her hands and grow old with her.

The meaning of the song is very beautiful, and those interpreted by paper people are also vivid and vivid.

Everything seems beautiful, but in such an environment, the better the things are, the more strange and gloomy it seems, and the more chill it makes people feel.

It's like watching something in the underworld!

"The moon bent outside the window, and the candles in the house are shaking;"

"The wind is rising, and my soul is gone."

"The moon is bent, shining on the mountains and rivers;"

"Candle fire shook, people shouted."

"I screamed, I screamed;

"Runned his legs and lost all his soul."

"You chase me and I chase you, I kill you come and kill me;"

"You bleed and I bleed, and I bleed together to the underworld."

"The yellow spring is far away, and the cold wind is whistling;"

"Float, float to Naihe Bridge, and you and I will grow old together in the next life."

...

Just when Ye Qing felt weird, the singing in the air suddenly changed, no longer as affectionate, harmonious and beautiful as before, but full of absurdity and bizarreness and vain and weirdness.

And those paper men were no longer as gentle and kind as before, but suddenly became crazy, crazy, bite and kill each other, with blazing flames sweeping and burning, and everything was burned to ashes, swirling under the pale and cold moonlight, drifting with the wind.

"These paper men are not interpreting their own stories, are they?"

Such an idea suddenly flashed through Ye Qing's mind, and the more he thought about it, the greater the possibility.
Chapter completed!