The illusion crumbled faster, flashing past the three of them once more. They had not gone far before Wang Yao stopped.
"What are you thinking about? Come on."
Ye Qing patted him, but when he looked up, he froze too.
Ahead of her, a red sedan chair carried by four people blocked the middle of the road.
The bearers were villagers dressed in red. Every one of them wore the same expression, a kindly smile.
Suonas sounded, and gray paper ash drifted through the sky. No matter how they looked at it, this did not seem like a friendly send-off.
Watching the wedding procession before him, Ye Qing felt things had gotten serious. Mewtwo's Mark had now gone out completely, which meant none of them had any protection.
As for Mew's Mark, it had not been replenished during the last tsunami.
"Village chief, what does this mean?"
Ye Qing frowned as he asked, vaguely sensing that it had something to do with Wang Yao.
"Alas, I told you to return before dark, but you wouldn't listen. Now a girl in our village has taken a fancy to your friend. You'll have to fend for yourselves."
The village chief sighed and walked aside with his hands behind his back.
Wang Yao looked up at the red sedan chair, his once-bewildered gaze gradually clearing.
"Yingzi..."
As Wang Yao gazed at the red sedan chair, he seemed to remember something and murmured softly.
"What Yingzi?"
Ye Qing sensed something was wrong with Wang Yao. It was as though he had suddenly become a stranger...
"Well..."
Hearing this, Luo Jiujiu did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Ye Qing watched quietly. In truth, the sight of the red sedan chair had not frightened him much.
This was not his previous life. Pokémon existed