Seeing these wet eyes turn from surprise and disbelief to deep nostalgia, Xu Xuan frowned imperceptibly.
"Why is Master Xu looking at me like this? Could it be that I look like..." His cold fingertips touched her lips heavily, "...Which of your lovers?"
There was a strong sense of danger in his tone.
Xu Zhixi's heart beat heavily.
Although Xu Xuan looked exactly like her Bai Yueguang, he was obviously not him, or he had no memory of her.
"No……"
The girl murmured.
"there is nothing?"
The man leaned down, his red shirt hanging down, and the cold cloth scratched her face.
"No lover."
Not a lover.
But it is the moon hidden deep in my heart that I dare not touch and can never touch again.
Hearing this answer, Xu Xuan raised his eyebrows and the smile on his lips deepened.
"In that case, madam, let's worship."
This jump in the plot caught Xu Zhixi off guard. She opened her lips in shock and her eyes were blank.
"After worshiping in the hall, we have to go to the bridal chamber. Madam, the night is short and time waits for no one."
Xu Zhixi's eyelashes blinked wildly, and words were squeezed out of her throat.
"...No, I'm here to get rid of you. If you want to marry me, what do you want?"
Hearing this, Xu Xuan pinched her soft cheek with his fingers, "Of course it's Mrs. Tu."
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Cold fingertips touched her from time to time. Xu Zhixi bit her lip, her heart beating like a drum in her chest.
The red blouse reveals the girl's graceful figure.
The man took off all her clothes without changing his expression, and then put on the wedding dress for her.
The sharp-jointed fingers dexterously pinched the two ties and tied a beautiful bow on her chest.
The coat was also covered on her body, but the shame in her heart could not be eliminated even half a bit.
Even if he hits her Bai Yueguang face, he can't change her clothes!
But her strength didn't allow it, her body was completely controlled, and she could only accuse him of his abominable behavior with a pair of aggrieved and moist eyes.
But Li Gui has no "guilt heart".
He still showed no emotion as he picked up the girl who had put on her wedding dress and sat in front of the dressing table.
He picked up the wooden comb and gently combed the girl's black and soft hair. The bronze mirror reflected their overlapping figures.
Finally, he tied up her hair with a red hair tie.
When the silver bead curtain tiara was put on her head, Xu Zhixi looked at herself in the mirror through the bead curtain in front of her.
The man was applying delicate lipstick on her lips with his fingertips.
Xu Zhixi was stunned.
She seemed to be familiar with her outfit.
There was even a sense of familiarity in my heart, and an inexplicable sour emotion spread in my heart.
She looked up and met the dark eyes, and the pain in her heart became even worse.
"Madam, it's time to worship."
There is no noise of gongs and drums, no singing of wedding witnesses.
Xu Zhixi almost obediently grabbed the red silk in her hand and completed all the rituals with him.
Even her body was not controlled later.
The hijab was lifted, and she saw the scene around her.
This is a combination of a mourning hall and a wedding hall. There is a spiritual tablet placed on the high platform in the center. The candlelight flickers and turns into a phantom. Xu Zhixi cannot see the words on it clearly.
A huge 囍 character was posted behind the high platform.
The surrounding area was covered with red silk, but beside her stood a huge black wooden coffin.
The coffin board was half open, and round yellow paper money was spread on the ground. It was blown up by the wind coming from nowhere, making a rustling sound.
There is a wooden bed not far away. Above the red curtain is a pair of intertwined patterns of dragons, phoenixes and silver patterns, which is exquisite but also ambiguous.
Xu Zhixi was led towards the wooden bed by the red-clothed ghost beside her.
"Madam, it's time for us to have a wedding..."
Starting from dressing up, her memory began to return.
She remembered it all.
She had been here before, and the last time, she married him once.
Her husband is the bright moon above the nine heavens, and the elegant lotus in the ink painting.
But in the end, her husband was buried together with this big house full of filth and gloom.
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Xu Zhixi sat on the bed, looked up at the tall and handsome Li Gui in front of her, looked into his half-smiling eyes, and said with curved eyes: "Okay, husband, let's get married."
Xu Xuan was stunned, his expression changed for a moment, and then he deliberately curled his lips and said:
"Daozhang Xu, you are submitting to a fierce ghost..."
Xu Zhixi did not answer him, but unbuttoned the belt of his red shirt with her fingers and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes.
"Husband, it's time for the bridal chamber..."
These words were bitten by her in a lingering way, like a small hook.
The silver crown was hit to the ground, making a clear sound, and the bead curtain shook.
The hairband was unraveled, and the hair was scattered on the red mattress.
Xu Xuan reached out and untied the belt he had just tied.
At that time, his face was expressionless and his heart was still, and he was completely defeated.
He was slightly confused about how he could undress and dress her so calmly just now.
But soon, his mind was completely occupied by the girl.
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The autumn wind howled, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground. The fallen leaves were broken and blown away.
The red dragon and phoenix curtains swayed with the bed.
"Good ice..."
Xu Zhixi frowned.
"Madam, I am a fierce ghost, so naturally I am cold..."
"Too……"
Xu Zhixi's voice was intermittent, and a soft and melodious hum escaped from her throat.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the two figures intertwined on the bed.
The wax oil continued to flow along the candle stick, burning until dawn.
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A foreigner who had just arrived, passed by and pointed to the luxurious house shrouded in dark clouds not far away and said: "That house is really grand, but why does it look so gloomy?"
"You don't know, that house is haunted by a murderous ghost! All the people inside were killed by the ghost, and only a few escaped by chance and moved to other places."
"Violent ghost? Isn't there a Taoist priest who can remove it?"
The man continued to sigh and said: "We used to have a female Taoist priest here who had the strongest magic. Everyone called her Fairy Girl, but she never came out after going in. After that, no Taoist priest dared to go in."
Hearing this, the man quickened his pace and left the place in a hurry.
Even the Taoist priests with the strongest spells are helpless against this fierce ghost, so mortals like them should stay away from it.
And Xu, the most powerful female Taoist, Xian Gu, Zhi Xi, was currently lying on her back in the arms of the fierce and cruel Li Gui, raising her head to accept the cold kiss from the Li Gui.
Her legs kicked forward, but they hit a hard wooden board.
They are lying in coffins now
She opened her eyes and said helplessly: "Husband, you must..."
Li Gui put on a white shirt, his black hair was slightly damp, and his handsome features were gentle and elegant, without any of the coquettishness of Li Gui in red.
This is what he looked like when he was alive.
"Madam, do you think you dislike me for not being a living person?"
Xu Zhixi said helplessly: "Whether you are a living person or a ghost, you will be my husband."
"I want to marry you sooner."
"It's never too late."
This time, I will stay in this house with you forever.
You will no longer be left alone waiting to disappear.
