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The crisp sound of the gong came again from the darkness in the distance.
In an instant, the wind was even stronger nearby.
The surrounding maple leaves shaking violently and rustled.
Accompanied by the whistling wind, the scene suddenly became strange and gloomy.
“That guy, what else can I do when I get married?”
Ma Xiafeng felt like he was about to collapse.
When living people get married or make weddings, they are all caused by others.
The evil spirit gets married, is having a wedding, and is making trouble for yourself. Do you want to have such a good time?
Compared to Ma Xiafeng, Chen Ling’er and Song Nannan were even more at a loss at this time.
The two of them looked pale and full of fear, and they looked around in panic.
Ma Xiafeng at least knew what happened.
But they didn’t even know what happened.
“Bai, Bai Xiaofeng, what’s going on?”
Chen Ling’er held Song Nannan’s hand tightly and looked at Bai Xiaofeng with a pretty face in horror.
She could clearly sense that the temperature around her was falling, and this situation was no stranger.
After seeing ghosts several times, Chen Ling’er knew best what was going to happen in this situation.
“Everyone said it was going to make trouble!”
Bai Xiaofeng didn’t have time to explain, so she quickly ran towards the outside of the tent.
There is no mountain god in the mountain temple. Now that he is going to cause trouble, he is probably back from outside.
Huh…
As soon as I reached the periphery of the tent, the strong wind blew in my face.
Looking up, thick green mist appeared in the forest, sweeping towards this side like a wave.
As the green mist swept across, a cold green light appeared in the dark maple leaf forest, which was extremely strange.
In a vague way, it seemed that the sound of gongs, drums and suona came from the green fog.
Bai Xiaofeng frowned, a little confused.
Is this a marriage?
Or did something happen?
Logically speaking, if the mountain god is married, the two red lanterns at the entrance of the mountain temple will never be extinguished.
When it goes out, it is clear that you are going to make trouble.
This is like the principle of “smashing the cup as a horn” in the ancient Hongmen Banquet.
But now, the lights are gone, but the mountain god doesn’t take action. Instead, there are gongs, drums, and suona. This is clearly a band that gets married.
Before Bai Xiaofeng could figure it out, the green fog in the distance wasIt floated towards this side slowly.
The thick fog was lifted up to a height of more than ten meters, even covering the maple forest.
Immediately afterwards, he vaguely saw figures jumping towards this side in the thick green fog.
The movements of those figures are very strange.
I said I was jumping, but when I was about to jump, my movements were extremely light and I felt fluttering.
Moreover, while jumping forward, the figures would occasionally turn around in circles, as if they were not too anxious.
When Bai Xiaofeng saw this scene, her expression immediately became cold.
At this time, Ma Xiafeng and Chen Ling’er and Song Nannan ran over.
As soon as they saw the scene in the thick green fog in the distance, the three of them took a breath of cold air at the same time.
Chen Ling’er hurriedly looked at the tents around and asked in a low voice: “What’s wrong with the classmates? Don’t they know about such a big noise?”
“I was stunned!” Bai Xiaofeng said coldly.
In my ears, the sound of suona gongs and drums became clearer.
From far to near, it was very fast, as if playing in the ear.
The sound of the suona gong and drum is very erratic, unlike the sound of the suona gong and drum when they were married in the old days, but instead gives people a sad and gloomy feeling.
It makes people feel irritated.
“Rotate, jump, I closed my eyes; the dust can’t see, are you drunk…”
Abruptly, the strange singing sounded accompanied by the sound of suona gongs and drums.
“…” Bai Xiaofeng.
“…” Chen Ling’er.
“…” Song Nannan.
They turned their heads and looked at Ma Xiafeng at the same time.
Bai Xiaofeng gritted her teeth and said, “Melon Pi, are you going to die?”
Ma Xiafeng smiled awkwardly and scratched her head: “Sorry, sorry, mainly because the tone of the suona gong and drum sounds is so similar to a song I know, which makes me sing it with you.”
“What song?”
Bai Xiaofeng asked.
Ma Xiafeng said: “”Dancer.”