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Chapter 740 The Unfortunate Female Cultivator's Counterattack 27

In the whole village, only Jingui's house is not made of stone.

It seems that she is also the only villager who turns into a corpse after death instead of turning into a ghost.

Now Jingui's obsession has been broken, but the village and the formation under the ground have not changed at all.

Does this explain...

The person who is really going to be sealed in the secret place of the spring eye is actually someone else?

Lan Shuying secretly raised her guard.

She does have a way to leave this weird village, but she can't forget that her real purpose of coming here is to fill up the remaining 98 places for the third talent!

And this place cannot be filled casually.

Lan Shuying is more worried. If she uses miscellaneous fish to make up the number, the result may be that the effect of the third talent is quite weak.

If she could find the strongest existence in the village, she could coerce him to help her achieve her goal, instead of visiting door to door and finally taking some garbage to make up for it.

Jingui gradually withdrew from the corpse state, and she appeared as a charming young woman again.

She hugged her husband's belongings tightly, and suddenly raised her head and gave Lan Shuying a quick glance, and angrily ran into the fence with her things in her arms, and her figure disappeared.

"Master, master, don't you want to eat her?" Toffee knew about the third talent, and couldn't help but feel distressed when thinking about what happened just now, "Oh, she still ate two places."

Lan Shuying thought to herself, as for the two miscellaneous fishes of the Daniu couple, it's worth noting, as for Jingui...

She had to think again.

At this time, a female voice that sounded sympathetic suddenly sounded:

"If you do this, it won't change anything."

She followed the voice and saw a young girl in a red dress.

The other party looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, probably because his figure was too thin, and his skirt fluttered in the wind, as if there was nothingness underneath.

The girl's pale face was delicate and pleasant.

She didn't wear any jewelry on her head, just a simple bun.

Lan Shuying could tell at a glance that this kind of bun is usually for the bride, and it doesn't need to be very complicated, because in the end, a crown needs to be placed on it, and even the most exquisite hairstyle has to be blocked.

"It seems that you are the bride tonight." Lan Shuying smiled.

In other words, this girl has another identity: the daughter of the village chief.

So far, Lan Shuying is most suspicious of the mysterious village chief.

Jingui is afraid of him, and Daniu and his wife are also afraid of him.

The reason why they attached importance to the wedding of the village chief's daughter was not because the girl was so popular, but because these ghosts were afraid of the village chief's anger.

When the village head's daughter heard the word "bride", some emotions flashed across her face.

Lan Shuying analyzed two main types: fear and boredom.

Fear is understandable, boredom... is more interesting.

"Your wedding dress is really well embroidered." Lan Shuying boasted sincerely.But the other party didn't answer the words, and his face was a little ugly.

Lan Shuying turned to ask her curiously: "How many times is this your wedding?"

The village head's daughter was stunned.

After a while, she asked back, "Have you been here?"

"No, it's the first time I've come here, and it's also the first time I've seen you."

"Then how do you know... Forget it, there's no point in asking these questions. I'm just here to remind you, don't make too much noise, and don't disturb my mother. You can't stop this wedding. If you stay safe, be good." Our best man and bridesmaid, you may have a chance to survive after tonight." The village chief's daughter said coldly.

"About what you just said, I have a few questions." Lan Shuying played with her fingers, not frightened at all.

The village head's daughter smiled without emotion, and said sarcastically, "But why should I answer you?"

He Miao was a little nervous.

He couldn't see through this girl's cultivation level and real body, but he had already grasped the rules of the village. The one in front of him must have been dead for a long, long time, and maybe the death was worse than the three just now.

He Miao took two steps forward, blocking Lan Shuying behind her, with her sword in her left hand, ready to resist the opponent's attack at any time.

Lan Shuying raised her eyebrows, then stretched out her hand to push him away without hesitation.

"Don't be so nervous, a gentleman shouldn't interfere in a girl's conversation."

He Miao couldn't help asking her: "What is a gentleman?"

"I'll explain it to you later depending on my mood. In short, just stay behind me obediently. Even if you want to fight, you will block my strike like this, understand?"

After being hit several times, He Miao gradually lost the ability to refute: "...Understood."

Lan Shuying looked at the village head's daughter and smiled: "You can put this sentence in another way - what can I give you?"

"Then, as an answer..."

She said confidently: "Freedom, I can help you get rid of the things you don't want to do. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

The village head's daughter sized her up for a while, then shook her head, but a smile that was much more real than before appeared on her face, "Little girl, I admire your courage, but I don't think you can succeed."

Freedom, though, the answer succeeded in pleasing her.

"Ask," she said.

Lan Shuying was not polite to her at all: "First, is the village chief a woman? How long has she been here?"

"Yes, she is my step-mother. What time... I don't know." The village head's daughter's tone was tired, as if talking was something that made her tired, "If you are locked up in a place where you can't see Go to the place where the sun rises and the moon sets for many, many years, I think you will give up counting."

"On the contrary, I will remember more clearly." Lan Shuying corrected seriously.

It's not like she hasn't been locked up.The outside world thinks it may be less than 200 years, but the flow of time inside and outside is different, and she always remembers to return this "blessing".

The village head's daughter snorted and urged her impatiently: "Second question?"

"What are the selection criteria for the best man and bridesmaid?"

"There is no standard, sometimes there is, sometimes there is no, the timing of your arrival is very coincidental, and you look exquisite, so she is willing to give you a chance." The village head's daughter wrinkled her nose.

She seemed to have an instinctive distaste for everything that had to do with weddings.

Several times, when her eyes fell on their clothes, she would frown immediately.

"Oh, thank you mother and daughter for your generosity, for not turning us into pigs in the slaughterhouse." Lan Shuying paused, "Then I have one last question..."

The village chief's daughter raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "If you want to ask about the fate of the other best man and bridesmaid, hehe, you can find out by yourself at the back of the ancestral hall!"

"You misunderstood, I don't want to ask this, I just want to know, where is your groom?"

If the "groom" is not mentioned, the village head's daughter may still be able to control her emotions.

After Lan Shuying finished asking this sentence, the air was suddenly silent.

The wind is colder.

The red wedding gown was being torn frantically by invisible hands. There were no beautiful hands in the bride's sleeves, but a pair of dry bone claws that grew longer and longer.

……

　It’s really not that scary, anyway, our Lan Lan is a senior ghost

　　

　

(End of this chapter)