Quick Wear: The Daily Showmanship of the Face-Slapping Maniac

Chapter 492 Chapter 492 Respecting the Incense 2
First of all, just as everyone stepped into the yard, the gate of the yard was shut back with a bang.

The two large wooden doors that were already somewhat rotten seemed to come to life in an instant. The dust on the door disappeared inexplicably, and the door was strangely red, as if it was flowing blood. He Mingyue and Shen Rou No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open it.

Then, Jiang Xi, who was shooting a video and wanted to record it, let out a scream. Her phone's screen went black all of a sudden, and she couldn't turn it on anyway.The same is true for other people's mobile phones, which instantly become bricks for decoration.

The next thing was Shen Rou yelling that something touched her, but there was nothing around her except the weeds and the two brothers and sisters Jiang He Jiang Xi.

It was clear that the sky was bright and bright, but the three girls felt that this place was very eerie, and it seemed that strange and frightening things might appear at any time.

This place doesn't look like the ancestral home of a rich man at all, but it looks a bit like a place haunted by ghosts.

Although in He Mingyue's memory, ghosts and monsters in this world only belong to legends, and they are fabricated absurd stories.

But Mingyue, who has passed through many planes, knows that what ordinary people know is filtered, and the truth of some things is only eligible to know in a specific location.

So even if there are ghosts in this world, it is not surprising.

Moreover, this place is too deserted, Mingyue smiled sarcastically from the corner of her mouth.

If you really care about your ancestors, how could your ancestral house look like this?
Also, who respects the ancestors and brings Taoist priests and monks?Is this respecting the ancestors or destroying the ancestors?

Thinking of this, a flash of light flashed in Mingyue's mind, and just as she was about to grab something, a sudden change occurred here.

A gust of cool wind blew through the rows of locust trees and a large piece of weeds, making the leaves and bushes whine, and the several sounds were mixed together, inexplicably like countless women gathered together to let out a low cry of mourning, Resentment and desolation.

From the crimson ground of the main courtyard, large groups of black mist suddenly seeped out, and the mist quickly diffused, covering the whole place in an instant, and the sky of the entire courtyard changed from sunny day to evening in an instant .

It wasn't until this time that the calmness on Jiang Huai's face was broken, and there was a faint hint of excitement in his eyes, and the hand holding Mingyue subconsciously became a little heavier.

The Taoist priest squeezed the talisman paper in his hand, and spit out two words a little excitedly: "Here we come."

what is coming?
Mingyue raised her eyes to look at the main courtyard that had been burned in front of her, and the light in her eyes was a little strange for a moment.

In a blinding moment, the surrounding black mist became thicker and denser, the entire ancestral house was completely covered by black mist, and the sky became darker and darker, to the point where you can't even see your fingers.

In the darkness, in the direction of the main courtyard in the distance, two bright red lanterns suddenly appeared in mid-air about two meters high. In the mist, the two lanterns were like the eyes of monsters, staring at him coldly. trespasser.

Shen Rou's teeth were chattering up and down, her voice trembling violently: "Yes, there are ghosts, ghosts, ghosts are here..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the place changed again.

Mingyue only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the dense fog dissipated in an instant. The desolate courtyard seemed to have restored its former glory, with pavilions, pavilions, shadow walls and rockeries, and ancient buildings with carved beams and painted buildings everywhere. Big red lanterns were lit, and the word "囍" was pasted everywhere on the door and window paper.

It seems that a wedding banquet is being held here, and the strange noises from the leaves are replaced by noisy and messy conversations, but those voices can't be heard carefully.

"Amitabha." The monk said the Buddha's words, paused the rosary on his fingertips, and slowly opened his eyes, which turned out to be double pupils.

"Ah, the banquet is about to start, why are the distinguished guests still here?"

Mingyue heard the prestige and looked over, and saw a young woman in a light pink dress and a pair of flat buns on the stone path in the garden, walking towards the crowd without stopping.

In the blink of an eye, the woman in pink had already come to her.

The woman in pink folded her hands in front of her waist, made a blessing ceremony, and said with a smile: "My wives have been waiting for a long time, distinguished guests, please follow the slaves to the table first."

Both Shen Rou and Jiang Xi's eyes widened. Seeing this woman who appeared suddenly, their eyes were filled with fear. The two of them hugged each other tightly like sifting chaff, and they dared not make a sound. .

Jiang He's eyes were full of disbelief, and he even rubbed his eyes heavily, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

Jiang Huai took the initiative to meet him, and said with a smile, "Madam, please lead the way."

The woman in pink glanced at Jiang Huai, a flash of malice flashed in her eyes, and she said as if deliberately teasing: "Okay, I will take you on the road now."

"Excuse me, miss." Jiang Huai's expression didn't change, as if he didn't hear what she meant.

Lead the way, go on the way, these are not good words!

Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, this 'boyfriend' really had a problem.

The woman in pink suddenly chuckled, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Guests, please."

Jiang Huai took Mingyue's hand and walked ahead without saying a word.

The monks and Taoist priests followed immediately, and Jiang He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

Shen Rou and Jiang Xi didn't want to leave, but it was obviously not a question of whether they wanted to or not. The two looked at each other in horror, not even having the courage to say no to the woman in pink, and finally followed everyone tremblingly behind.

Festive red lanterns were hung on several pear trees along the road, and everyone was getting closer and closer to the noise.

Bypassing the rockery and waterside pavilion, one steps onto the chaoshou veranda, which connects the hanging flower door, the wing room, and the elegant main room, with a very spacious inner courtyard in the middle.

At this time, there were dozens of round wooden tables in the yard, and seven or eight women were sitting beside each table, and beside each woman was a fist-sized bowl.

It was only at this moment that everyone discovered that the messy conversations were made by these women, but even at this moment, they still couldn't hear what they were talking about.

The closer the table is to Mingyue and the others, the more modern the clothes of the women sitting around are.

Looking at the women on these tables one by one, there is a faint feeling of watching the evolution history of ancient women's clothing.

Because these women all had their backs to Mingyue, Mingyue didn't know if their makeup was the same.

However, facing this situation, Mingyue already had a rough guess in her heart, in short...it was not a good thing.

The woman in pink bowed towards the yard in front of her, and said bluntly: "Ladies and gentlemen, the distinguished guests have arrived."

In an instant, all the noisy conversations disappeared, and the whole yard became quiet.

At the same time, all the women's heads turned.

(End of this chapter)