After the hustle and bustle.

The banquet gradually dispersed.

After a while, the bridal chambers were in trouble, and relatives and friends dispersed.

Chen Feng closed the door with his back hand, took off his groom's outfit, and looked at Huanhong.

There are red candles and bright cups in the house, and the light is not bright and it is not drowsy.

Huanhong was wearing bridal makeup, and the red veil on her head had not been removed yet.

She put her legs together, her hands crossed on her thighs, and sat upright, motionless. When she heard the movement of the door latch closing, her body subconsciously trembled slightly.

Huanhong sat on the edge of the bed with half of her buttocks squeezed into the shape of a peach. Against the backdrop of the candlelight, even the shadow on the sheets was full of imagination.

Huanhong lowered her head and stared at her toes through the gap in the veil, feeling complicated.

Once upon a time, I had fantasized about what kind of scenes my wedding would be and what kind of person my guild would be.

She never thought that the marriage would be carried out in this way.

Even though I know it is fake, I am vaguely full of expectations.

Under the gap, the light was dimming, and Chen Feng's shadow was getting closer and closer.

Huanhong's breathing became heavier.

Even she herself did not notice the ups and downs of her chest, and she had a more majestic curve.

Huanhong's hands, which were placed flat on her thighs, slowly bent her fingers and gently grabbed the corner of her clothes.

She suppressed her breath and let out a long and slow breath.

Huanhong closed her eyes slightly and opened them again. She was about to say "It's over", but her eyes lit up and the red veil was unveiled.

Chen Feng raised the corner of his mouth, sniffed the Hong's veil indecent manner, threw it behind him with a squeak, and took advantage of Huanhong's surprise, and pushed it down with her shoulder.

Huanhong opened her mouth slightly, her eyes wide open, and her heart was so swollen that she was joking... Didn't she agree to have a fake show, why did she do it?

Chen Feng took advantage of Huanhong's eyes wide open and in a daze, lifted up her wedding dress, revealing her weak and boneless, delicate and white waist.

The best water snake waist... Chen Feng praised in his heart.

"You... don't." Huanhong was confused and instinctively held Chen Feng's hand down, staring at Shui Zhe's big eyes, and his voice was like a mosquito, "You can't bully me."

Seeing the blush on Huanhong's face burning, Chen Feng laughed and pulled the quilt with his backhand, covering the two of them tightly.

Chen Feng's muffled voice came out of the house, "A moment of spring night, more than a thousand spirits, madam, face the wind."

Outside the house.

A long exhalation.

Chen’s father, Chen’s mother, Chen Jingyan, and Chen Dasan were also straightening their heads against the window.

"It's time to sleep, it's time for us."

"Let's go, don't let the second brother discover it."

"Dad, mom, keep your second brother and sister at home, there's no problem."

"If there is any problem, they will have problems when they go out. Let's take a walk, hurry up."

...

Central Plaza of Luwei Town.

Hundreds of torches illuminate the night sky.

The old, young and old men, girls and sisters in the town have arrived.

Even pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, cats, chickens, ducks and rabbits have their own place.

The living creatures in the town are lined up in an orderly manner as long as they can breathe.

Everyone was silent and moved forward one after another, pausing and leaving, and the entire team looked like the assembly line.

"Hold on it anymore, it'll be fine soon." Chen's father supported Chen's mother, his fingers kept rising and falling on her face, pressing them back and forth like boiling water.

"How long will it take for me to be in charge? I can't control it anymore." Chen's mother covered her face, her skin cracked, revealing deep bone-visible marks.

"There are five more, and it's up to you right away."

"I...I can't help it anymore, ah..." Chen's mother hugged her head and wailed in pain, roaring, "spouting" half-pulling shadows from her mouth.

The shadow was blurred and twisted, pulling out the mask of pain, roaring silently, and constantly struggling to completely break free from Chen's mother's mouth.

"Go back." A soft shout.

A middle-aged man with a disheveled head, a ragged dress, swollen eyes, a pale complexion, and a heavy dark circle. He looked so tired that he seemed to have not had enough sleep for a long time that he rushed over.

He smashed a shiny black ball in his hand against the shadow.

The shadow sucked and was absorbed by the black ball, disappearing without a shadow.

Chen's mother's head tilted, and the skin on her face kept bursting.

As my skin changed, a breath of death spread.

"Uncle Ping, he is fast, no matter how slow I am, I will return to normal after I tie the gap."

Isn’t it a good thing to return to normal? Why is Chen’s father so anxious?

The middle-aged man, Chen Ping, held the black ball and pressed against Chen's mother's forehead, nodded and said, "It's still time, don't make a noise."

He patted the black ball gently, and a fresh and complete black shadow rushed into Chen’s forehead.

The black shadow rushed around Chen's mother's body, constantly trying to overflow from various positions in her body.

Chen Ping's five fingers became claws, flying like flowers, dazzled by the eyes, and blurry finger shadows kept intertwining on Chen's mother's face.

"The endless sea of ​​delusions, the soul of cause and effect." Chen Pinglian Rong's technique is extremely skillful, and the flow of finger dance is art.

He exclaimed softly, "Feng, Ding, Rong."

Chen's mother's body gradually became dead and began to turn into fleshy color again, and her skin also turned red, but her skin was already shattered.

"Come on, come on, new life, new face and new life."

In the house of the curb, the couple who embroidered the faces of the whole town with fine tendons carried a basket, grabbed a face casually and handed it to Chen's mother.

Chen's mother spread her face and showed a man's face.

She angrily kneaded her face into a ball, threw it into a basket, and scolded herself for rummaging, "I want my own face, I want my own life."

The embroidered woman said happily: "Aunt Qi, you have lived with Guoshun for most of your life, and you are not tired of it. Have a taste of being a man. I promise to give Guoshun a woman's face and let you bully him too."

"Go and go, I have Qilin'er in Chen's family. I don't want to find my mother when Feng'er comes back." Chen's mother found her skin and happily pressed it on her face, flattened, stroking and smoothing it. Gradually, her wrinkled skin was flat and tightly fitted, and her face returned to the same as before.

"Is it me or not?" Chen's mother touched her face, raised her chin and swayed to Chen's father, "You can't see that something is strange."

"No flaw."

Hearing Chen's father's words, Chen's mother's slightly nervous eyes gradually calmed down.

She held Chen's father's arm with satisfaction and smiled.

However, in the smile, a resentful look flashed by occasionally, and I don’t know if it was her original mood.

After a brief pause, the team began to pause in an orderly manner.

Chen Ping held the black ball and kept drawing to replace the black shadows in the bodies of the villagers in Luwei Town.

The extracted ones are obviously not as much as they are consumed.

His black ball, the dark luster as dark as ink, gradually faded.

The embroidered couple's faces are getting less and less.

Someone found out his face and continued to live as his own identity.

Someone has picked someone else's face and wants to change his identity.

Even cats, dogs and animals are scrambling to transform their identities.

Dogs are still dogs, and their faces are different. Dahuang's dog face is on the little black head, and Xiaohe's dog face is on the little flower's head. It turns out to be the dog of a male dog, and now it's a bitch, it turns out to be the dog of a bitch, and now it's a male dog.

The identities of the little animals are in chaos.

The villagers in Luwei Town choose the people who are not their original face, but the minority.

After all, the people in the town are all related to their relatives and live their lives with other people's faces. If you are shameless, you shouldn't be shameless?

Replace old face with new face.

New souls replace old souls.

All the people in the town have been replaced.

There were only a few torches left in the middle of the town, and a middle-aged man who sat down depressedly and was almost tired.

Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground holding the black ball.

He moved his butt, leaned his back against the stone pillar, and slowly closed his eyes and rested.
To be continued...