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Chapter 63

Chapter 63

    The rules of marriage in Penglai were surprisingly simple, Xiao Xihe summed it up, that is, have a meal with the clan elders before marriage, then go to the beach to participate in an activity similar to putting river lanterns, and then hold the ceremony and make a contract.

    "It's impossible to form a contract just here for the ceremony. I won't form a contract with anyone other than Mozun." Xiao Xihe emphasized while rubbing medicine on the wound on his hand.

    When I was handling the bamboo leaves just now, I accidentally cut my finger by the edge of the bamboo leaf. Although the wound was so shallow that it could heal at any time, as a person who cherished his life, he naturally had to clean up the wound.

    Fukong watched her smearing and wiping the almost invisible wound, his mind lost for a moment, until she looked at herself suspiciously, and nodded as usual: "Okay."

    "After the ceremony, we will go to dissolve the engagement . ." Xiao Xihe wrapped his fingers with gauze to make sure that there would be no water seepage and dirt before he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Fukong: "Okay."

    Xiao Xihe didn't trust him. Seeing that he agreed so quickly, he felt a little tricky, so he couldn't help but threaten: "If you dare to make trouble again, the Demon Lord will really kill you."

    Fu Kong Sora paused for a moment: "After the ceremony, the medicated bath of the Demon Venerable should also be over. How can I still grow branches at that time?"

    Xiao Xihe thought about it too, and turned to leave with a light snort.

    "Where?" Fukong asked immediately.

    Xiao Xihe didn't turn his head back: "Kitchen, Demon Venerable should be hungry."

    Fukong frowned lightly: "Are you his maid?"

    "It's none of your business." Xiao Xihe choked rudely. Because of the original body, she now looks at Fukong everywhere, and she can't even pretend to have a good attitude.

    Fukong naturally felt her hostility, but he didn't respond: "At noon tomorrow, most of the elders of Penglai will come, you should prepare early and don't be late."

    "Got it." Xiao Xihe left quickly.

    Fukong stood there for a moment, then turned and left.

    Xiao Xihe caught a glimpse of his leaving back out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

    Before I knew it, it was noon, and the meal should have been ready a quarter of an hour ago, but was delayed by Fukong, and it was directly delayed until now. Xiao Xihe could only simply fry two dishes to make lo mein, and hurried to Shengziquan.

    At noon, every household in Penglai was filled with smoke from cooking, and there were almost no people on the street, except for the occasional playful child squatting at the door of their house, refusing to go back no matter how the adults shouted.

    Xiao Xihe was walking alone on the road, and when he passed an alley, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure in the corner of his eye. She stopped abruptly and looked hesitantly at the alley, but there was nothing there.

    "Who's there?" she asked cautiously.

    No answer.

    Xiao Xihe's heart beat faster for a moment, but he still walked cautiously towards the alley. Passing a pile of firewood on the way, he picked up a stick.