"Keke, can you tell mom to calm down and stop thinking about getting into dad's arms all the time? This is not good."

Lin Qian supported the face of the bride with one hand and held the hand of the bride with the other. She reluctantly smiled at Coco and asked.

When the little girl saw her father's movements, she tilted her head and thought about it, and then she made room.

This operation stunned Lin Qian, and then he watched helplessly as the mysterious bride sat in his arms.

The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched, and her eyes were full of confusion. Is this a leak in the little cotton-padded jacket?

Lin Qiansheng looked helplessly at the rippling blue river and fell into deep thought.

The bride's smooth and delicate arms gently wrapped around his neck, and Coco took the opportunity to sit in the bride's arms.

What a great place, a family of three, having a great time.

The old man silently rowed the boat towards the center of the river. He wanted to take advantage of the crowd to get rid of the coffin.

The old man felt that if he gave the female corpse in the coffin to Lin Qian to eat, he might not let Master Li come to invite him to participate in the secret marriage.

The old man quietly glanced at Lin Qian, swallowed his saliva, and did not disturb the happy family of three.

This family is not a good one, especially that little girl, who is even weirder than her parents.

The boat is wandering, the sky is densely populated with stars, the water is vast, purple aura and green fireflies.

The full moon is in the sky, there are two moons in the sky and water, and a red light is wandering from the stars.

An old man, a dog, a couple and a daughter.

Lin Qian lowered his head, and the bride's face touched his. There was no eternal separation between ghosts and ghosts.

Husband, the beauty of the plants and trees in heaven and earth can be compared to true love and a good marriage. The majesty of the mountains and the brightness of the bright moon are as long as the sky and the earth are. The mountains are high and the water is long.

Lin Qian's eyes were a little confused. What did he like most in his heart was the Cunning Bride?

But is this possible? Who would like a ghost? And such a terrifying ghost.

He is not Ning Caichen.

"Who am I?" Lin Qian's eyes were blurred and she muttered to herself.

The old man standing at the bow of the boat suddenly became frightened and suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Qian.

The old man's face was solemn, and his cloudy eyes were full of fear:

"Boy! April 4th! Today is not April 4th! Don't be brought in by the bride! If the wedding is incomplete and the rituals are inconsistent, entering the ghost mirror will mean death!"

There was a loud roar, and it was the Tibetan Mastiff.

Lin Qian's confused expression returned to normal in an instant. Lin Qian Tong's eyes flinched and she suddenly raised her head, looking away from the bride's eyes.

Lin Qiantong was trembling, as his consciousness almost entered an illusion just now.

"Young man, don't look at the bride, her eyes are like complete ghost mirrors."

The old man looked at Lin Qian who was still in shock and felt relieved. Fortunately, he discovered it in time.

If the Cunning Bride is allowed to take Lin Qian's consciousness into the ghost mirror, then the wedding scene will be here, and today will be April 4th.

By then, there will definitely be something wrong with the river, and the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts is no joke here.

Lin Qian took a deep breath and reached out to cover the bride's head, covering the bride's eyes.

He memorized the new taboos.

"Thank you." Lin Qian thanked the old man and the little gangster.

If it hadn't been for their reminder today, he would definitely have finished playing, and he would never be able to get out of the state he was in just now for the rest of his life.

The Tricky Bride is so deadly to him, there is no way, whoever makes his consciousness become one of the puzzle pieces of the Tricky Bride.

"It's okay, old man, this is also for Dahe, not just for you."

"Just be careful from now on and stop looking at the tricky bride. She lacks everything now except a wedding and you."

The old man's face was still solemn, and it was obvious that the situation just now frightened him.

Lin Qian said nothing, looked up at the stars in the sky, and silently arranged the bride's wedding dress.

The old man didn't say anything more. He stretched out his hand to comfort Xiao Hei and continued to push the boat forward.

"Sure enough, I should pay more attention to it. The influence of the Cunning Bride on me is too terrifying."

"I basically got caught without even realizing it."

Lin Qian stared at the water and thought to himself.

The boat ripples in the water, and the bride's wedding dress is as beautiful as a blooming manju and sandalwood, beautiful and deadly.

Small embroidered shoes were placed gently on Lin Qian's legs. The owner of the embroidered shoes was a bride. Her feet were very small, and the embroidered shoes could match her.

Lin Qian silently adjusted the bride's feet so that the bride's hands could let go of his neck.

This created a situation where the bride was sitting in Lin Qian's arms, Lin Qian rested his head on the bride's head, and Coco was lying in the bride's arms, looking at the stars in the sky.

Lin Qian sighed, he couldn't escape, his wife and children were on the hot bed...

This...he actually didn't want to...

"Young man, here we are, let's see if you can eat this thing."

At this time, the old man suddenly spoke, and the boat also stopped at this time.

Lin Qian picked up the bride and put her on the boat. Lin Qian stood up, turned around and looked around, and saw a small pillar emerging from the water in front of the boat.

The pillars are green in color and covered with cloud patterns, flowers and birds, and seals. Looking from the water, you can't see the end of the pillars at a glance.

Even though the river water here is crystal clear.

At this moment, next to the pillar, there is a coffin half submerged in the water.

The coffin was dark red, with a few cyan chains scattered around it. Those chains were all carved with cloud patterns, flowers and birds.

It can be seen from these that these chains should be matched with the pillar.

The coffin was also very strange. The top and bottom of the coffin were covered with black, cyan, and purple paper. Judging from the style, it should be paper money used for sacrifices.

It's just a different color.

At this moment, the dark red coffin has been opened a crack, and hairs are sticking out from the cracks. The hairs are green and black, rising and falling on the water.

A cold feeling spread from the coffin, and the surrounding water surface, which was more than ten meters long, was covered with blue-black hair.

Lin Qian looked at this scene, his eyes flashed, and he lowered his head slightly. Under the water, there were hundreds of fierce ghosts moving slowly.

On their bodies, you can see one or several hair strands wrapped around them.

It can be seen that these evil ghosts seem to be attracted.

"There's something in this thing that's not easy to get rid of, but as long as you can get it to me, I can eat it." Lin Qian looked at the old man and said.

"Is that so? It's easy to say, the old man opens the coffin, Xiao Hei bites it, and within an hour, the old man will give it to you."

"The old man hasn't dealt with it because he can't deal with it, not because he can't beat her."

"She's just the Queen of the Yellow River. The old man can beat her."

The old man pulled the bamboo pole out of the water, and the bell on his waist vibrated slightly.

The Tibetan Mastiff Xiao Hei stood on the boat, staring at the coffin rising and falling in the river, menacingly.

"One hour?"

Lin Qian reached out and took away the hand of the tricky bride, so that her paws would not hold his hand for the time being.

"It's a bit long, can you make it faster?"

Hearing Lin Qian's words, the old man suddenly became unhappy:

"Young man, what do you think this thing is? That's the Queen of the Yellow River, dear, Queen of the Yellow River, do you know what it is?"

"She is the Yellow River Dragon King worshiped on both sides of the Yellow River, and she is also the legendary Yellow River Ghost Coffin. You actually asked the old man to handle such a powerful thing faster."

"Aren't you making things difficult for the old man?"

Lin Qian looked at the old man expressionlessly, reached out to grab from his pocket, and grabbed a hand. Lin Qian looked at it, and gently put the hand of the bride aside.

Then he reached into his pocket again and took out a red letter.

"What if we add this thing? Can it be faster?"

When the old man saw Lin Qian taking out a red letter, he suddenly looked enlightened:

"The old man is still surprised that it has been so long and the letter has not been delivered yet. After a long time, you are the one who delivered the letter."

The old man took the letter and without hesitation, he tore it open without saying a word and took out a piece of white paper from inside.

"With this thing, of course it's no problem. Okay, young man, it's up to the old man and Xiao Hei."

As he spoke, the old man threw the white piece of paper in his hand into the water.

When the piece of paper entered the water, a strange feeling suddenly emerged. In just an instant, a bone-colored film appeared on the surface of the water twenty meters around.

Yin energy spread over a twenty-meter radius, including the dark red coffin.
To be continued...