"Ahem, I just said that there must be a constant stream of stunning beauties like Red Clothes. Sure enough, I only stayed for a while and someone came to propose marriage."

General Kui coughed and said with some jokingness.

"Brother Kui was joking. Not all humans dared to come in the hanging coffin. But he came so quickly. Maybe Yang Jing and the others came here." Luo Hongyi guessed.

"The purpose of this proposing marriage is obvious."

"If it was really Yang Jing, I would have a good idea. I just dragged them down and led the demons to come." Hu Jiao pondered for a while and suggested.

"What's the solution?" General Kui and Luo Hongyi both looked at him.

"We can do this..." Hu Jiao will explain the plan in detail with both.

......

On this side, Yang Jing had already arrived outside the Hanging Coffin with a large number of various paper gold, silver and treasures.

There are rows of coffins inserted on the cliff, and half of the coffins are left outside, and even if you look at them during the day, you will feel creepy.

Moreover, in order to meet Luo Hongyi more smoothly, he chose to come near dusk in the evening, and the sky was dark and dull.

When the wind blew, I felt a chill on my body.

"Oh my God, come to this ghost place to get married." When the husband who came with the betrothal gift saw this place, his face changed, and his expression when he looked at Yang Jing became strange.

Feng Ruqing and others were afraid of accidents, so they followed him and did not show up. Only Yang Jing came alone with the magic sword on his back.

In order to bring the betrothal gift, these servants were specially invited to come here.

"Young man, this place is very evil. If Master Feng hadn't paid a lot of rewards, we wouldn't have come here no matter what. Now that the things have been delivered, we will go back."

An older stakeholder said, this is what the other stakeholder wanted to say.

"Please trouble you." Yang Jing said kindly. These are ordinary people, so it would be bad to stay here.

Several servants left, and he was the only one left here alone.

He waited quietly in front of the hanging coffin for a while, and a dark-faced ghost appeared from the ground.

"I wonder what the reply from Brother Tai, Empress in Red?" Yang Jing did not care about his identity as a ghost, but instead put on a little flattering face.

"You boy, go back, the empress won't see you." The black-faced ghost raised his chin and raised his head.

"Don't, brother, my true love for the Queen Mother is as deep as the sea. The sun and the moon can be seen, so can't I give you a chance?"

Yang Jing felt anxious and asked quickly.

The black-faced ghost just raised his head, leaned on his hands, without saying a word, and did not leave.

Seeing this, Yang Jing understood something. He took out a stack of yellow paper from his arms and secretly handed it to the black-faced ghost.

The black-faced ghost raised his eyelids slightly and felt the yellow paper in his hand. It was indeed a useful thing that was used by Taoist priests. He calmly put the yellow paper away and spoke in his mouth:

"Boy, you are stupid. What is my identity? He was the daughter of a wealthy family during his lifetime. Even after his death, he changed to the ghost path. He was also a famous female ghost in all corners of the countryside."

"The ghosts nearby, in terms of appearance, cultivation, and status, our empress ranks second, and no female ghost can rank first."

"For such conditions, look at what kind of miscellaneous items the betrothal gifts you bring. Even if our Empress is interested in you, we servants will never be willing to let the Empress aggrieved."

"Let her live with a poor boy like you." The black-faced ghost pointed at the paper gold, silver and jewelry brought by Yang Jing with a disgust, and said with a timid aura.

Yang Jing's mouth twitched. He had never married a ghost wife before, so he didn't know the various things here. At this moment, he heard this black-faced ghost say this, and it seemed that there was something wrong with it.

"Hehe, my mother's mother's fertility is given, and I have never married a wife. I don't know these tricks, and I don't know how to marry the Queen Mother. I hope my brother can make a trick. If things are done, there will be no benefit to my brother." Yang Jing said with a gun.

"When I, Lao Hei, got married in my wife during my lifetime, I used eight cows as a betrothal gift and carried three sedan chairs home. The wedding money I spent on the road alone cost several thousand yuan." The black-faced ghost patted his chest, with arrogance on his face.

"My wife is much more precious than Lao Hei's wife before her death. She can't be too young to be a little bitch. At least two... fifty cows are used as betrothal gifts, and eighteen carry a sedan chair to marry."

"You must not miss musicians. The wedding dress is a phoenix crown and a robe. It is the first time the empress gets married. It is the matchmaker who has to marry him. Well, the matchmaker who has married him. Do you know that?"

"Clear...clear." Yang Jing felt a little worried. He grew up so old that he had never seen any girl marrying someone.

However, thinking that Feng Ruqing was a disciple of a major sect, it should not be difficult to deal with these things, so he agreed.

If you get a black-faced ghost, it is better than killing people and monsters when they meet, or simply not seeing him directly, it is not a waste of time.

After returning, he discussed with Feng Ruqing, and Feng Ruqing responded in one go, saying that he had taken all these things.

Huang Ying said with some dissatisfaction: "I haven't seen the ghost, but I actually want fifty cows as a betrothal gift, and the eighteen-eight-eight-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-grass-

"That's all, a ghost is in a relationship, but she asks for a band. Feng Guanxia is a bride, and the media is not afraid of being too arrogant and she can't bear it."

"You are so fierce that you can't get married, and you are still jealous of others. I heard that Luo Hong's clothes are unparalleled." Yang Jing rolled his eyes.

"You...you still talk to her, but you won't even see the ghost, and you will fall in love with it. Then you will marry an ugly monster and you will be cool."

Huang Ying pointed at him and said.

"You don't have to worry about it, you can't enjoy my beauty anyway." Yang Jing looked up at the sky and tilted his eyes.

Only Feng Ruqing shook his head aside and sighed helplessly.

While Yang Jing and others were preparing for the betrothal gift, a message quickly spread from the surrounding area and reached the ears of nearby demons and monsters.

Specifically, Yang Jing, the holder of the Demon Sword, was crazy about being obsessed with the female ghost in red in Hanging Coffin Ya and started a crazy pursuit of it.

One by one, the monsters and monsters with their own purposes, and the evil monks moved one after another and headed towards the vicinity of the Hanging Coffin.

......

In a dense forest next to the pool water, several hunters squatted in the grass and watched the scene on the pool water.

I saw a beautiful woman bathing in the water in the pool, her breasts were as white as silver, her jade body was as thick as snow, her elbows were as rouge as rouge, and her fragrant shoulders were puffed against pink.

Several hunters were catching their eyes and their stomachs became angry.

"Good, this is killing me." One of the hunters swallowed.

"If you have such a beautiful thing in this wilderness, you're afraid it's a monster." Another hunter couldn't take a step away, but he had concerns in his eyes.

"If I could be happy with her once, it would be worth it to pay for this life." The hunter in front felt even more and more itchy.

"Do it, boss, where do you get so many monsters in this world? Maybe some lady came out of it and ran out."
Chapter completed!