The sea pisnus snake.
In the vast sea, the water is ink-black.
Occasionally, a few pieces of blue are beautiful and strange when viewed from a high altitude, surrounded by islands of various shapes.
One of the islands with a long and narrow terrain, like a huge car.
Ga, Ga...
Amid the loud birds' cry, snow-white seabirds fell to the island with their backs facing the sunset, and their figures with gold edges quickly disappeared among the dense grass and trees.
In the coconut forest near the center of the island, the stream is gurgling.
This is a rare Danshui River on the island. Along this stream, the two sides are staggered in height, and there are hundreds of bamboo buildings, but it is a mortal village.
At dusk, smoke from cooking was curling.
In the noise of chickens crowing and dogs barking, several children were waving palm leaves and playing in the open space between the bamboo houses.
Women wearing high buns and long wrap skirts were in and out to prepare supper. The aroma of roasted and cooked aquatic products was mixed with the unique fragrance of local plants and trees, causing the children who were originally playing to play unintentionally, and frequently ran to the stove to look around and act coquettishly, asking for food in advance.
The men who had just returned from sea were sitting on the little kids in front of their doors, chatting while packing up their sails and fishing nets for meals.
A black puppy wags its tail and follows the little master to run and jump.
Xiao Hei, go!The little master who had just come to a piece of fish from his mother's hand, finished gnawing the fish meat in two bites, grabbed the remaining fish bones, and threw them hard towards the entrance of the village.
The black dog immediately spread his legs and chased towards the bones as if flying.
Soon, it ran into a cloud of fog and disappeared.
The little master's smiled expression instantly froze. He looked up at the fog that suddenly appeared, and sincere fear appeared in his clear black and white eyes.
At this moment, the fog rushed towards the entire village like an angry tide. In an instant, the originally clear scenery was immediately covered with a layer of misty darkness.
The shrill music suddenly rose.
Four ghosts with black faces and ferocious faces were carrying a blood-colored sedan chair, and their feet appeared in the fog without touching the ground. In a moment, they stopped at the entrance of the village.
All the villagers stopped what they were doing and looked scary.
Red pink bride!
The immortal worshipped on several nearby islands.
You have to prepare the sacrifice quickly, otherwise there will be disaster in destroying the village!
A young villager immediately ran backwards: Village chief, the red fan immortal is here again!
The village chief, who was picking up the leaves to feed the pigs, was shocked and immediately ordered: Go quickly and let them all come!
After a while, all the men over ten and under forty in the village came to the village chief’s house, and everyone had a look of earth and was full of fear.
The village chief's hair and hair were all white, and his face was also sad. After seeing that everyone was here, he didn't say much, but took out a bamboo tube and sighed: The old rules, come up one by one, and you will hit it. If you hit it, don't harm the entire village because of your own selfishness.
Everyone was not interested in saying anything at this moment. After queuing in silent lines, they rushed forward and drew lots.
The first one was a tall and strong-skinned man. He stretched out his hand and picked up the bamboo sticks that looked exactly the same. It took him a long time to make up his mind to pull out one of them.
But in the middle of the sign, the word "Lang" was engraved.
The middle-aged man's face was instantly pale!
Before he could say a word, his whole body stiffened, and a bright red wedding robe appeared out of thin air and wore it on his body.
He suddenly stood there like a zombie, motionless.
Seeing that the groom had no intention of leaving, the village chief frowned, and the others who had not yet drawn lots became even more nervous.
The red pink bride wants more than one sacrifice this time!
The village chief calmed down and said in a deep voice: Next, hurry up and draw!
The second man gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and pulled out a random piece from the bamboo tube, but saw that the word "Lang" was engraved on it.
Like the middle-aged man in front of him, he immediately froze. The next moment, he changed into a big red wedding robe and stood with the first groom.
The two grooms looked as white as death, and their empty eyes looked straight at the rest, without any intention of leaving.
Seeing this scene, the village chief's scalp was numb, but he had to continue speaking: Next!
Under the scolding of the village chief and the intimidation of the two grooms, the third villager, the fourth villager, the fifth villager... went forward one by one to draw lots.
Soon, more than twenty villagers finished drawings, and nine grooms in wedding robes stood in a row and continued to wait for everyone.
The next villager whose turn was blushed, big beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and he almost couldn't stand steadily. He trembled his hands and pulled out a tag from the bamboo tube, and it was a tag again!
With the wedding robe in hand, the villager instantly became the tenth groom.
Immediately afterwards, ten grooms lined up, turned stiffly, and walked out.
Seeing this, the rest of those who had not drawn the lottery or who had not drawn the lottery were all relieved and sweated all over.
At this time, the entire village was closed, the curtains were hanging down, and they were hidden tightly, and no creature dared to wander outside.
Ten grooms walked stiff and heavy steps, walked through the main roads and alleys in the village like puppets and arrived at the entrance of the village.
The fog at the entrance of the village was particularly rich, and the blood-colored sedan chair had been dropped by the ghost sedan chair operator, but it was still floating more than a foot away from the ground.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the blood-colored sedan curtain opened a corner, revealing the red pink bride wearing a phoenix crown and a robe covered with a hive bride on her head.
The color of the cheesy handkerchief is as blood-colored as it is embroidered with lotus playing in the water. It is surrounded by continuous patterns of melons and trunks that symbolize hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren, and bright yellow tassels that are long inch long.
The tassel was dragged straight to the chest, covering its face tightly without revealing it.
When I glanced at the glance, I could only see her slender waist. Even the layers of joyful costumes could not hide her slender figure.
His back is straight, his elbows are slightly bent, and his wide sleeves embroidered with complex patterns are overlapping on his knees very elegantly. The slender and white tender trunks are pinching a brocade handkerchief. His fingertips are a bit red, just like the beauty that only after repeated smudges of phoenix flower juice are dyed repeatedly. They are complemented by the tender fingers, making the skin look brighter than snow, and shine brighter.
The curtain fell, the cold wind stopped temporarily, and the ten grooms' originally strong and strong body quickly shriveled, and their essence, blood, yang energy, and soul were all instantly exhausted!
Plop, plop, plop...
Ten grooms turned into mummies one after another, wearing the groom's blood-colored wedding robe, fell to the ground and were wiped out!
When the joyful robe fell, the ghost sedan chairman had already lifted up the sedan chair and left.
In an instant, the sedan chair hid in the white mist and disappeared.
After a while, the village gradually became more and more dynamic.
The doors and windows were carefully opened, as if after a moment of observation, the brave villagers walked out of the house and approached the entrance of the village.
Soon, there were crying sounds in the whole village.
In the vast sea, the water is ink-black.
Occasionally, a few pieces of blue are beautiful and strange when viewed from a high altitude, surrounded by islands of various shapes.
One of the islands with a long and narrow terrain, like a huge car.
Ga, Ga...
Amid the loud birds' cry, snow-white seabirds fell to the island with their backs facing the sunset, and their figures with gold edges quickly disappeared among the dense grass and trees.
In the coconut forest near the center of the island, the stream is gurgling.
This is a rare Danshui River on the island. Along this stream, the two sides are staggered in height, and there are hundreds of bamboo buildings, but it is a mortal village.
At dusk, smoke from cooking was curling.
In the noise of chickens crowing and dogs barking, several children were waving palm leaves and playing in the open space between the bamboo houses.
Women wearing high buns and long wrap skirts were in and out to prepare supper. The aroma of roasted and cooked aquatic products was mixed with the unique fragrance of local plants and trees, causing the children who were originally playing to play unintentionally, and frequently ran to the stove to look around and act coquettishly, asking for food in advance.
The men who had just returned from sea were sitting on the little kids in front of their doors, chatting while packing up their sails and fishing nets for meals.
A black puppy wags its tail and follows the little master to run and jump.
Xiao Hei, go!The little master who had just come to a piece of fish from his mother's hand, finished gnawing the fish meat in two bites, grabbed the remaining fish bones, and threw them hard towards the entrance of the village.
The black dog immediately spread his legs and chased towards the bones as if flying.
Soon, it ran into a cloud of fog and disappeared.
The little master's smiled expression instantly froze. He looked up at the fog that suddenly appeared, and sincere fear appeared in his clear black and white eyes.
At this moment, the fog rushed towards the entire village like an angry tide. In an instant, the originally clear scenery was immediately covered with a layer of misty darkness.
The shrill music suddenly rose.
Four ghosts with black faces and ferocious faces were carrying a blood-colored sedan chair, and their feet appeared in the fog without touching the ground. In a moment, they stopped at the entrance of the village.
All the villagers stopped what they were doing and looked scary.
Red pink bride!
The immortal worshipped on several nearby islands.
You have to prepare the sacrifice quickly, otherwise there will be disaster in destroying the village!
A young villager immediately ran backwards: Village chief, the red fan immortal is here again!
The village chief, who was picking up the leaves to feed the pigs, was shocked and immediately ordered: Go quickly and let them all come!
After a while, all the men over ten and under forty in the village came to the village chief’s house, and everyone had a look of earth and was full of fear.
The village chief's hair and hair were all white, and his face was also sad. After seeing that everyone was here, he didn't say much, but took out a bamboo tube and sighed: The old rules, come up one by one, and you will hit it. If you hit it, don't harm the entire village because of your own selfishness.
Everyone was not interested in saying anything at this moment. After queuing in silent lines, they rushed forward and drew lots.
The first one was a tall and strong-skinned man. He stretched out his hand and picked up the bamboo sticks that looked exactly the same. It took him a long time to make up his mind to pull out one of them.
But in the middle of the sign, the word "Lang" was engraved.
The middle-aged man's face was instantly pale!
Before he could say a word, his whole body stiffened, and a bright red wedding robe appeared out of thin air and wore it on his body.
He suddenly stood there like a zombie, motionless.
Seeing that the groom had no intention of leaving, the village chief frowned, and the others who had not yet drawn lots became even more nervous.
The red pink bride wants more than one sacrifice this time!
The village chief calmed down and said in a deep voice: Next, hurry up and draw!
The second man gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and pulled out a random piece from the bamboo tube, but saw that the word "Lang" was engraved on it.
Like the middle-aged man in front of him, he immediately froze. The next moment, he changed into a big red wedding robe and stood with the first groom.
The two grooms looked as white as death, and their empty eyes looked straight at the rest, without any intention of leaving.
Seeing this scene, the village chief's scalp was numb, but he had to continue speaking: Next!
Under the scolding of the village chief and the intimidation of the two grooms, the third villager, the fourth villager, the fifth villager... went forward one by one to draw lots.
Soon, more than twenty villagers finished drawings, and nine grooms in wedding robes stood in a row and continued to wait for everyone.
The next villager whose turn was blushed, big beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and he almost couldn't stand steadily. He trembled his hands and pulled out a tag from the bamboo tube, and it was a tag again!
With the wedding robe in hand, the villager instantly became the tenth groom.
Immediately afterwards, ten grooms lined up, turned stiffly, and walked out.
Seeing this, the rest of those who had not drawn the lottery or who had not drawn the lottery were all relieved and sweated all over.
At this time, the entire village was closed, the curtains were hanging down, and they were hidden tightly, and no creature dared to wander outside.
Ten grooms walked stiff and heavy steps, walked through the main roads and alleys in the village like puppets and arrived at the entrance of the village.
The fog at the entrance of the village was particularly rich, and the blood-colored sedan chair had been dropped by the ghost sedan chair operator, but it was still floating more than a foot away from the ground.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the blood-colored sedan curtain opened a corner, revealing the red pink bride wearing a phoenix crown and a robe covered with a hive bride on her head.
The color of the cheesy handkerchief is as blood-colored as it is embroidered with lotus playing in the water. It is surrounded by continuous patterns of melons and trunks that symbolize hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren, and bright yellow tassels that are long inch long.
The tassel was dragged straight to the chest, covering its face tightly without revealing it.
When I glanced at the glance, I could only see her slender waist. Even the layers of joyful costumes could not hide her slender figure.
His back is straight, his elbows are slightly bent, and his wide sleeves embroidered with complex patterns are overlapping on his knees very elegantly. The slender and white tender trunks are pinching a brocade handkerchief. His fingertips are a bit red, just like the beauty that only after repeated smudges of phoenix flower juice are dyed repeatedly. They are complemented by the tender fingers, making the skin look brighter than snow, and shine brighter.
The curtain fell, the cold wind stopped temporarily, and the ten grooms' originally strong and strong body quickly shriveled, and their essence, blood, yang energy, and soul were all instantly exhausted!
Plop, plop, plop...
Ten grooms turned into mummies one after another, wearing the groom's blood-colored wedding robe, fell to the ground and were wiped out!
When the joyful robe fell, the ghost sedan chairman had already lifted up the sedan chair and left.
In an instant, the sedan chair hid in the white mist and disappeared.
After a while, the village gradually became more and more dynamic.
The doors and windows were carefully opened, as if after a moment of observation, the brave villagers walked out of the house and approached the entrance of the village.
Soon, there were crying sounds in the whole village.
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