Chapter 60

Chapter 60

The efficiency of the villagers was extremely high. By the second day, the Xitang had already been cleaned up.

Although it was too late to repair the broken roof, it was temporarily covered with wooden boards. The dust in the house has been cleaned up. The soft red satin hangs down from the four corners of the roof, layer upon layer, surrounded by the character "囍" in the center. Light up.

At this wedding, Lu Yingjiu repeatedly told Jingxian to "keep everything simple".

Originally, things weren't that complicated at all. Give him some time, wander around the village, and he can almost catch the female ghost. This absurd wedding still exists, all because of his connivance to Jingxian.

Jingxian humbly agreed.

As a result, the next morning, at seven o'clock, Lu Yingjiu's alarm clock rang.

The quality of his sleep last night was not very good. He was half asleep and half awake all the way, but in the second half of the night, it was better, and he slept quite peacefully——

Just had a weird dream.

He dreamed that Jingxian secretly climbed into his bed in the middle of the night, put his arms around him to sleep, and rubbed his black hair a few times with satisfaction.

When Lu Yingjiu woke up, her first reaction was to look at the bedside.

The bed was clean and didn't feel the slightest temperature, so he couldn't suspect it.

Could it be that it was his delusion?

Lu Yingjiu was skeptical.

Until he went to the bathroom to wash up, and found himself with a few stubborn messy hairs, cocked from left to right, and a suspicious red patch or two on his neck.

... He concluded that Jingxian must have been a lecher last night.

As soon as Lu Yingjiu hung up the towel, he was ready to find Jingxian's trouble.

As a result, he went out and walked around the house for a long time, not even seeing the shadow of Jingxian.

Lu Yingjiu thought to himself, this is really abnormal.

In the usual time, Jingxian made breakfast early, and excitedly called him up to eat.

It seems that Jingxian is really guilty of being a thief, and he ran away ahead of time, and it is rare to see his face become thinner.

Lu Yingjiu opened the door while thinking about how to condemn Jingxian when he caught Jingxian later—

"Bang! Boom!"

"Qiang-Qiangqiang!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Qiangqiang!"

Then there is the loud, penetrating sound of the suona. A group of people dressed in bright red jumped up and down lively, especially the gong and cymbal, who jumped three feet high.

Before Lu Yingjiu could react, he heard them cheering in unison!

A piece of red cloth swirled in the air, flew directly from the first floor to the second floor, and accurately covered his head.

Lu Yingjiu: ? ? ?

In front of his eyes, he had a dark red, and as soon as the red cloth raised a corner, he heard the people underneath shouting: "Let's pick up the bride!"

Running two people again, holding a long firecracker in his hand, crackling. Suona was more cheerful, the drums were faster, and the surroundings were full of happiness and cheerfulness.

If it wasn't for the "people" of the firecrackers, there was no shadow, a three -headed and six arms, and a gongs and drums crazy about blood, it would be a lively scene of a new wedding.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He thought of his hair and knew who it was.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, the group ghosts retreated. At the end of the road, the handsome man walked around. The umbrella fan opened, and behind him, there were eight people who were tall and horses. The sedan with red curtains and embroidered goldfish with lotus lotus slowly came slowly.

A bunch of villagers gathered next to each other, all stretched out their necks to see the fun.

"Okay!" They cheered.

Just walked downstairs, looked up, the flowers haven't raised yet

Black in front of me.

Lu Yingjiu directly threw the red hijab downstairs, covering his leisure head, and then turned back to the house without returning.

Gong Xian: "..."

ten minutes later.

Standing outside the bedroom door, the red hijab hanging on the neck was loose.

He slammed the door and said, "I'm wrong, I'm really wrong."

Inside: "..."

"But I still listened to your words: I have been Jane, I haven't given me a happy dress, and I have not issued an invitation letter to the people I know. I just found a big sedan, And a band, nothing special. "

There was a faint sound in the house: "Take leisure, you reflect on what you did yesterday."

"Yesterday, I did nothing yesterday." Jing said leisurely.

Inside: "..."

Jingxian thought for a while: "Is this okay? I accidentally fed a mountain ghost to your hair balls - but it's really a small mountain ghost, I guarantee it didn't choke."

Inside the house: "... What else?"

"Well, I urged them to clean up Xitang, and invited people in the village to see the wedding, but I think this is a trivial matter."

Inside the house: "... What else?"

After thinking about it, I finally confess to my teeth: "I'm sorry, I hid you with a private room money. Under my pillow, there were 50 yuan, which was ready to buy a small zombie doll at home. I confessed from the wide, you came out, we don't miss Jishi. "

There was no movement in the house.

Jingxian started knocking on the door again, halfway through, the door suddenly slammed open, Lu Yingjiu looked at him blankly, and pulled off his collar, revealing his delicate collarbone and a large piece of fair skin.

Rolling the throat and unknowingly rolled a bit.

Lu Yingjiu pointed at the two reds on the neck, and the kiss marks at a glance, asked, "What is going on here?"

Gong Xian: "..."

Jingxian said, "There are so many mosquitoes here! I'll give you some mosquito coils tonight!"

Lu Yingjiu slapped him on the body: "I'll kill you, you big mosquito."

Although Jingxian was beaten, he coaxed his daughter-in-law out, and happily took Lu Yingjiu to the first floor.

When they got downstairs, the eight-handed sedan chair was still waiting for them.

Jingxian made a "please" gesture, signaling Lu Yingjiu to go up.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Do you think it's possible for me to go up?"

"It took me a lot of work to bring the sedan chair to this village." Jingxian emphasized, "Don't you think it's beautiful!"

This sedan chair is indeed very finely crafted, the curtain is elegant and silky, the embroidery is exquisite and gorgeous, the whole is light, and there is a faint fragrance. don't know how long it took the craftsmen in the ghost world to build such a perfect sedan chair.

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath: "If you think it's beautiful, why don't you go up and sit? There's an old saying that you don't do what you want to others, and you don't want to go up."

"Who said I don't want to." Jing Xian immediately retorted, "I do, I'm too willing."

After he finished speaking, he lifted the sedan chair, stepped forward with his long legs, and got in by himself.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Jingxian opened the sedan chair again and reached out to him: "Come on, come up together."

Lu Yingjiu: "Are you crazy? The two of you are sitting in the sedan chair together?"

"What's wrong, this sedan chair is mine. If you want, we can lift the sedan chair together."

Lu Yingjiu was speechless, and once again refreshed a new understanding of Jingxian.

However, when Jingxian leaned over to pull him, he couldn't help but subconsciously took the hand with a smile on his brow.

—The hand pulled him up forcefully, and steadily got on the sedan chair.

The space in the sedan chair is very large, and the two men actually sat together, not too crowded.

It was Lu Yingjiu who was inevitably close to Jingxian and was intimate.

The sedan body trembled slightly, and then the eight ghosts lifted it up and went up the mountain steadily.

As he got closer, the cold fragrance on Jing Xian's body became more obvious.

Threads and strands drilled into Lu Yingjiu's thoughts.

He recalled the story that Jingxian told: in the middle of the abyss where all ghosts dare not step, there is a tree with white flowers that bloom and wither forever, and that is where Jingxian was born.

Although he had never seen the white flower, he thought that the white flower must have an equally pleasant cold fragrance.

Looking up, the light from the window shines in through the curtain, outlining Jing Xian's perfect profile line, and the... red hijab around his neck.

Lu Yingjiu stared at the hijab for a few seconds, and finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Can you take this thing off? How about a scarf?"

"Isn't this very good," Jing Xian pulled his hijab, making it symmetrical, "I'll cover you when it's in place, so that you won't be shy."

Lu Yingjiu held his forehead, and Jing Xian touched his waist again while he was in a mess.

The sedan chair continued to go up, and the eight ghosts had good leg strength, but it was estimated that it would take more than ten minutes to reach the happy hall.

Lu Yingjiu heard that in addition to the beating of gongs and drums, there were also lively voices near the sedan chair, presumably the villagers came to watch the fun.

Finally, when Lu Yingjiu pulled Jing Xian's hand away from his waist for the nth time, the sedan body went down and trembled slightly when it landed.

to the place.

Jing Xian first got off the sedan chair, and then pulled Lu Yingjiu out.

I saw the door of Xitang was wide open, and it was completely new.

Yao Gou came before them, thinking that he was the master of ceremonies, and had already taken care of everything with great interest.

The red candles were lit, the heaven and earth table was set, and the lanterns were hung in an orderly manner.

He stood at the door and greeted: "Come, come, invite the bride and groom!!"

There was another round of applause from the surrounding villagers: "Yeah!"

Thinking that these villagers were invited by Jingxian, Lu Yingjiu's head was full of black lines, and he finally suppressed the urge to slap Jingxian again, and entered the Xitang with Jingxian.

Yao Gou said happily: "Then, the ceremony is ready to start..."

"Wait." Lu Yingjiu suddenly said.

Yao Gou was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yingjiu pointed to the back of the wedding hall and said, "Shouldn't we give us some time to prepare before the wedding?"

Yao Gou said, "Actually, you don't need it. Nothing is bad. Do you still want to put on makeup?"

"Just give us some time anyway." Lu Yingjiu dragged Jingxian to the back of the Xitang.

He noticed it the last time he came here. There is a small utility room at the back of the happy hall. Sometimes the master of ceremonies and goddesses will rest here. At this moment, he dragged Jingxian through the corridor, pushed aside the utility room, and went in.

Jingxian was being held by him, a little confused: "Is this bad, shall we start the bridal chamber directly here? I originally imagined a more luxurious room..."

Lu Yingjiu stopped and turned around with a red invitation in his hand.

On the invitation, it was written in bronzing letters:

[Bridegroom: Jing Xian

Bride: Lu Yingjiu

happy marriage]

At the end is a blue flower of wealth, which is in full bloom.

Yao Gou didn't expect this part at first, but Jingxian prepared it himself.

Lu Yingjiu shook the invitation card in his hand: "Well done, who did you ask to paint this flower?"

Jingxian said, "Can't I draw it?"

"Just like your stickman painting skills, it's a hundred years away." Lu Yingjiu shrugged.

Jingxian then admitted that it was painted by the painter he specially recruited.

Lu Yingjiu nodded and took out another golden pen.

He rushed off the two names and rewritten the two names:

[Bridegirl: Lu Yingjiu

Bride: Leisure

Xiejie Liangyin]

Then he raised his eyes. There was a cat in the brown pupils, saying, "What do you think of this?"

I was hesitant for less than half a second, and agreed with the opinions of my daughter -in -law: "Okay! Very good!"

How about him, getting married is a good thing!

Lu Yingjiu reached out again and pulled the red hijab on his neck.

When the cover slipped, the touch was delicate, and the fingertips of Lu Yingjiu were slightly cool, and he inadvertently touched his leisure skin, scratching his itchy heart.

He gently raised

The red hijab was steadily covered on his leisure head.

Lu Yingjiu bent his eyes and smiled, slowly adjusted the position of the hijab, and asked, "What about this?"

Gongsong: "Okay!"

Lu Yingjiu said again, "That's it? When I will lead you through the door and give you the hijab, even if you are officially married to my Lu's house."

"Okay! Very good!" The tone is getting excited.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu couldn't help laughing: "Take care of it, you are really ..."

The tone is full of smiles and tenderness.

Gong was covered by the hijab, and his heart was also soft. Although he could not see Lu Yingjiu, he still wanted to reach out to hug him.

Before he could act, he heard Lu Yingjiu say softly, "...the ghost exorcist that Chu Qianju worshipped in the temple, is it me?"

The leisure movement stiffened.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Yingjiu knew everything.

Lu Yingjiu added: "Chu Qianju is cursed, there is no afterlife, only a short life in endless reincarnation. Do I have the same fate?"

The light and dust in the air danced, gently fell to the old wooden boxes in the corner.

In the wooden box is a embroidered shoes.

Tortuled, stayed alone in the wooden box, no one claimed, and buried an unknown story.

There is no answer to leisure.

He just reached out and stroked Lu Yingjiu's face very lightly.He couldn't see it, but he traced every inch of the line with his fingers.

——In somehow, Lu Yingjiu felt that the move of leisure was almost a little pious.

It's like he made this in countless long years.

Not to Lu Yingjiu himself, but to those icy frescoes, those illusory phantoms alone, tracing over and over again.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Jingxian, I just want to tell you this..."

He paused before continuing: "I just wanted to tell you that you are special to me no matter what. Before I met you, I never thought that one day I would be with another man—and again In other words, I simply can't imagine that one day I will have someone who is willing to be with me for the rest of my life."

"I have also struggled, doubted, and hesitated, but later, I found that I had no bottom line for you from the very beginning. Maybe it was in my heart that I never thought about the one we were not together. End it."

Lu Yingjiu looked at Jingxian again.

The tall man in front of him was still wearing the hijab that he covered with his own hands, red and festive.

Because Lu Yingjiu covered it, Jingxian didn't try to take it off.

Jingxian doesn't care about anything.

It doesn't matter who gets on the sedan chair, who the so-called bride and groom are, who leads who through the door, who lifts the hijab for whom...

The names are false, and the ceremonies are false.

If really want to prove it, whether it's eight carrying a big sedan chair or ten miles of red makeup, it's all meaningless, but it's just a moment of love. When it comes to love, you need to wait for the mountains and rivers to grow, the land is old, the seas are dry, the rivers are exhausted, and so on. People embrace each other every long night, waiting for them to be snowed together.

What Jingxian wanted, from start to finish, was to be with Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu took Jingxian's hand and said seriously, "I don't know what our front line is and what our relationship was like before, but I can answer your question on the roller coaster: right now, now, I like you."

Jing Xian's hand clenched tightly, firmly grasping Lu Yingjiu's hand, but he didn't dare to use too much force, his phalanges were almost bluish white.

Lu Yingjiu said: "You always say that you have a plan to resolve my death, so I don't have to worry about it. But I can't ignore the unease in my heart: no matter what, I don't want you to be hurt because of me. "

"I am lucky enough to meet you. Every day I live is a blessing, and I dare not ask for more. So, I don't have to pay any more for me."

"Even if death is unavoidable, in this short life, I love you too."

Jingxian: "..."

Jing Xian stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him into his arms, so much so that the hijab slipped halfway—but at this moment, no one cared.

The sunlight was cut by the wooden lattice of the window, and gently sprinkled on them. The two people who were embracing each other were handsome, and the other was dashing. It was like a creation in heaven. They should have walked side by side.

The celebrant attracted attention, and the master of ceremonies boasted. However, in a secret corner behind the lively party, half of the red hijab was draped over Jing Xian's body, and the other half was draped over Lu Yingjiu's black hair. Eyes, but also can not stop the fiery, fanatical feelings.

Jingxian whispered, "Can I kiss you?"

Lu Yingjiu looked back at him.

The familiar cat-like cunning in the light brown eyes reappeared.

He rolled his eyes and smiled: "When I didn't refuse, I acquiesced."