Chapter 565 Crazy Bai Huang

"The monster in the wine jar said that Zhang Mingli was a taboo, but the night watchman had a good relationship with Zhang Mingli, and I didn't feel that there was anything scary about Zhang Mingli. When I approached him, my heart didn't feel any threat. Could it be that what I saw was just a human skin with his face on it?" Gao Ming slowed down in the crowd, and he thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that those taboo gods suppressed Zhang Mingli's body? Is that old guy so powerful?"

The monster in the wing room soaked in the wedding wine began to eat people secretly. It had exposed part of its body that could leave the wine jar. When Madam Xi came back, it would definitely not have a good ending. At this time, it didn't care about chasing Gao Ming, and simply took this opportunity to eat more people to see if it could get rid of the seal.

Gao Ming, who sneaked into the wedding banquet, hid the butcher knife, held the wine glass, and moved his body while saying auspicious words. He seemed to be drunk and staggered to the main hall.

As Gao Ming stepped forward, before his shoes touched the ground, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, which went down his spine into his head, as if to freeze his soul.

He looked up at the main hall, and saw 24 pairs of chopsticks on the Eight Immortals Table. Each chopstick was tied with a red string and a copper coin, half inserted into the porridge bowl.

Behind the table was a painting of the immortal palace paradise on the wall, with mist floating in the air, and cranes and spirit beasts looming in the palace.

The scroll was called the Twenty-Four Auspicious Omens of the Immortals, but there was no immortal figure in the picture. Gao Ming touched the bronze mirror with his elbow, adjusted the angle, and glanced at the mirror with his peripheral vision. His eyelids twitched violently.

There were indeed no immortals in the picture, but the huge Eight Immortals Table was surrounded by "immortals", and the appearance of each of them was enough to give children nightmares for several nights.

Some carried a huge "gourd" on their backs. The "gourd" was thin on the top and thick on the bottom. On the top was a baby's head, and on the bottom was what seemed to be its mother's head. Both were pierced by "wedding ropes" and were filled with wedding wine.

The "immortal" ate porridge and occasionally opened the "gourd" to drink a sip of wine. He looked so "cool".

Behind him, a Taoist nun in a bright red Taoist robe looked like an immortal. Her every move was full of immortality, but under her seat was a crane woven with countless hair.

She held the crane's neck with one hand and carefully inserted needles into the crane's body to make its wings look more fluffy.

As if it had sensed Gao Ming's arrival, the crane actually shed tears. Gao Ming even vaguely heard a woman's cry for help. No! It was the painful pleading of many women!

"Don't your cranes usually dislike calling? They don't look like Xixian'er's at all. They are always sad and grieved, which makes people feel distressed." The person who spoke was an old man, leaning on a cane, with white hair and beard, holding a bloody birthday peach in his hand. If you look closely, you can find that his birthday peach is like a human face, with a nose and a mouth.

"The wild crane smelled something and missed a man." Xixian, who had a pair of peach blossom eyes, a face full of powder, and a slick tongue, was half man and half woman, with red ropes wrapped around her waist, chest, and arms.

The twenty-four guests in front of the Eight Immortals Table corresponded to the twenty-four auspicious signs in the mural. They were not the God of Joy, but looked strange. They claimed to be Xixian'er and were addicted to the banquet.

However, if you think they are not a threat, you are totally wrong. Gao Ming only planned to enter the main hall, but he felt the deadly murderous intent. Now he understood why the guests crowded in the yard and did not dare to enter the main hall with a stronger "joyful atmosphere".

Retracting his legs, Gao Ming seemed to be sobered up from the wine. Without a second of hesitation, he turned around and left.

"There is not only Madam Xi in the Xi Mansion, but also those 24 deformed ghosts who call themselves Xi Xian'er. Look at their different clothes, and some of them don't seem to be townspeople." The situation was urgent just now, and Gao Ming had no time to pay attention to other things in the main hall. He could only be sure that there was no Xi Xian'er who looked like Zhang Mingli in the main hall.

Going around the wing room on the other side, the architectural style and layout of the Xi Mansion are different from those of the Tang Mansion. The rooms behind the left and right wing rooms, which should have been prepared for servants, were designated as Madam Xi's own bedrooms. The doors and windows were posted with big "囍" characters, and there were no couplets on both sides of the door frame. Instead, two lines of poetry were posted casually.

"The moon hangs on the branches of the jade tree, shining on the new room, and the beautiful woman shyly steps into the mandarin duck."

"The brocade curtain and the golden pillow are fragrant, and the phoenix crown and the cloud hair reflect the beautiful girl."

Entering the bridal chamber on the wedding night, the red candles are shining, and the shadows shyly sway on the window paper, like a new moon covered by light smoke.

The small door is half open, and the girl in love does not know whether she can wait for the person she is waiting for. The promise and commitment are like the red candles in front of the gods, bright and warm, but they may be blown out by the sudden night wind in the next moment.

With a slight creak, Gao Ming pushed the door open by a finger width. What he is doing now is a taboo. Although Mrs. Xi often gets married, in the entire Xi house, the only people who are qualified to enter this room, except herself, are Yelang and the God of Joy.

Looking down at the room, Gao Ming saw a back figure, not tall, well-proportioned, with long hair tied up like the ancients, wearing a wedding dress, like a handsome scholar with poetry and books, and like a parent official with a broad mind and a broad mind.

Hearing the sound of the door, the person turned her head slightly, and the candlelight shone on Gao Ming along her cheek.

"Bai Huang?" Gao Ming stepped into the house. He and Bai Huang agreed to enter the deep nightmare until the second watch, and finally met.

With his hands hanging down, Bai Huang's expression was indifferent, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "Are you calling me? I am Bai Huang?"

"Yes, we agreed to go together..." Gao Ming stopped. Bai Huang seemed to be possessed by something. He was suspicious and noticed something unusual, so he immediately prepared to leave.

"I am Ye Lang, not Bai Huang. Tonight is my big day. Everyone who comes is a guest. If you have nowhere to go, just stay at home and eat and drink." Bai Huang smiled, like a Confucian scholar who went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. He looked handsome and elegant, and he was really attractive to girls.

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"Don't you remember me at all?"

"Do we know each other?"

"Gao Ming, deep nightmare, tester, immortality medicine, have you forgotten all these?" Gao Ming said several key words in a row, trying to stimulate Bai Huang's memory, but the other party's reaction was very flat.

"Yes, I have some impression, but that should be the scene in the dream. I am Ye Lang, and I always have some strange dreams on weekdays. What you said should be the scene in my dream." Bai Huang's words surprised Gao Ming. He didn't know what happened to the other party, and he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

"Wake up, this is the deep nightmare, what I said is reality! Think about your son, think about Bai Xiao and Bai Qiao!"

When talking about her children, Bai Huang's calm eyes had a ripple. She seemed a little confused. After thinking for a long time, she looked at Gao Ming and said, "You said they are my children, so where did you see them? In the reality you said? Or in the dream you thought?"

Gao Ming opened his mouth and couldn't answer for a while, because he did meet Bai Xiao and Bai Qiao in a nightmare.

"It seems true but not true, it seems false but not false, what appears is not what I see, what I hear is not what I wish." Bai Huang regained a smile on her face: "I am Yelang, I entered the Worry-free Township, and returned to the Huanzhen Sea. Zhemeng Town has been my home since the beginning, and this is also your home."