Are there both happy events and mourning events?
Yan Yun felt a strange feeling in his heart when he saw the mourning hall covered with white cloth.
Although she didn't know much about it, how could a wealthy family like this hold a wedding ceremony just after someone died in the family?
"You are lucky to marry into our Huang family. You haven't met Sheng'er yet. He will be your husband from now on!"
As soon as the two arrived, they heard the old woman's harsh and mean voice.
Yan Yun grabbed Lian Heng, who was still trying to move forward, and hid behind the cypress tree next to the mourning hall.
Inside the coffin was the body of a man, who looked to be in his twenties. His dead-white face had rotten flesh looming over it due to improper preservation.
"ah!"
The bride looked over cautiously, then was so frightened that she stepped back and fell to the ground. The cold touch spread to her along the floor.
Tears of fear fell one drop at a time. She didn't understand why such a thing had to happen to her.
Yan Yun and the others hid there and did not dare to go out until the Huang family left.
"who are you?"
The bride kneeling in the mourning hall looked at the uninvited guest who broke in, and grabbed the gorgeous wedding dress uneasily.
She looked at the two of them with tears in her eyes, her eyes seemed to be telling her misfortune.
"Is he the groom's official?"
Yan Yun looked at the coffin in the hall and opened his mouth tentatively, wanting to verify his conjecture.
"yes……"
She lowered her head, a little embarrassed, and a biting chill filled her heart, "I am originally a concubine of the Liu family, and the Huang family has a great business, so I can't marry her."
"When my father told me, I thought he had finally seen my aunt and I, and wanted to be sincerely nice to us. But when I got married, I found out... The young master of the Huang family accidentally contracted a serious disease and died a long time ago. "
"It's just that the Huang family felt sorry for their son who died young and was lonely underground, so they found someone to match him for a ghost marriage. My father was greedy and agreed to this ghost marriage without telling my aunt and I..."
She laughed at herself. At this moment, her resentment was overwhelming, and a black energy enveloped her.
"Clang-"
A strong wind blew, the candlelight in the room swayed, and several spiritual tablets fell from the altar to the ground, making a cracking wooden sound.
The mourning hall in front of them gradually became dilapidated, and white cloth poured down and fell on the corpse.
Lian Heng looked at all this and couldn't help but hold Yan Yun's arm tightly. His mind was very confused, why should he marry a dead person? What is ghost marriage? Is she really a ghost? Why isn't Yan Yun afraid? Why can't charm be used on ghosts?
Yan Yun wanted to take a step forward, but was pushed back by Lian Heng's nervous grip on her arm.
She looked at him helplessly and took his hand away.
Lian Hengtan smiled and said, "Seeing that you are too nervous, let me give you some comfort."
"..."
"I'll take you away."
"leave here."
As soon as Yan Yun finished speaking, the dark wind suddenly stopped.
The woman looked at her blankly, and the little girl's eyes were bright and shining, and she stretched out her hand.
"I'll take you away."
She repeated it again.
The bride was stunned for a long time, and suddenly she collapsed like a broken flower, turning into an empty corpse.
? ? ?
It happened so suddenly that even Yan Yun didn't expect it.
"She faked the corpse!"
Lian Heng was shocked, a ghost within a ghost?
A strange thing happened. The bride on the ground suddenly turned into a corpse, but this time, her beautiful and haggard face was no longer there.
Her face was completely pale, her eyes were as dark as a pool of stagnant water, and her lips were brightly colored, which looked particularly eye-catching on her pale face.
The bride stretched out her withered hand towards Yan Yun, her voice was as hoarse as an old woman's, "Didn't you say you would take me away?"
This change made the two of them feel numb.
"Um."
Yan Yun silently took her hand, turned around and fled out of the house.
The smell of rotting dead flesh lingered in her nose, and the bone-like hand held her tightly, as if it wanted to blend in with her.
"The bride ran away, let me chase her..."
The mansion suddenly returned to its previous prosperity and splendor. A group of servants quickly discovered the fleeing people, shouted and picked up sticks and chased after them.
The three of them hid here and there, and finally managed to get away from a large group of boys and guards.
Lian Heng was out of breath from running. If it weren't for the demonic power, he would have decided to teach these people a lesson.
And the moment he stepped out of Huang's Mansion, the sound of water drops that had been ringing in his ears suddenly stopped, and the Bagua Mirror shattered with a snap...
"thank you all."
A sweet but timid voice sounded, and Yan Yun felt that the hand he was holding turned into a soft girl's hand again.
Yan Yun looked back and met her grateful eyes.
At this time, the Huang Mansion in front of him gradually disappeared, and the bride's figure gradually became blurred, "Thank you."
She said it again, but this time, her voice was as ethereal as the sky. What if someone could take her away at that time?
Unfortunately there is no if.
After Huang Mansion disappeared, a road appeared in front of him.
"Host, let me tell you, it's not that scary."
She didn't answer. She looked down at the hand that held the bride just now. The touch from before was still there, but all of this seemed like a dream.
But a picture suddenly flashed in her mind.
Red satin is hung on the beams, and double happiness is shown outside the window. In the new house with red candles swaying, the embroidered silk quilt is covered with red dates, peanuts, longan, lotus seeds...
The candlelight slowly burned out, and the woman lay on the bed with a pale face. There was a cut mark on her wrist that was deep enough to show the bone. She had cut her wrist.
The blood soaked the bright red joy into a dull red.
"Tick tock...tick tock..."
"Tick tock..."
Blood fell to the ground drop by drop.
Yan Yun suddenly realized.
…
Lian Heng was still frightened, "Fortunately you were smart enough to think of taking her away."
But at that moment, Yan Yun thought about how she was almost sold by her biological parents to marry an old man. She sympathized with her and herself.
She retracted her thoughts and said with complicated emotions, "Let's go."
The road is very narrow, and you will fall into an abyss if you are not careful.
They took every step carefully.
"The host, even if he finds a place where the two are connected, he may not be able to get out."
When they completely walked out of that road, Duocai said again, it could only remind them so far.
In front of you is the real eye of the river bottom.
They stood on the narrow bank and looked up. There was a faint light coming through. The water was gurgling. White light lit up in her palms, and the bottom was vaguely clear.
A medium-sized stone slab stood upright in the middle of the water, only a few points higher than the water surface, but because of the light, Yan Yun could not see clearly what was on it.
They stepped on the stone slabs that emerged from the water and walked toward the center of the water.
"Wait a moment."
Yan Yun grabbed Lian Heng's sleeve who was walking in front and said, "There is something in the water."
"how do you know?"
Lian Heng tilted his head slightly, and the exposed side of his face was a bit cold in the weak light. Why didn't he hear anything?
"I don't seem to feel it. Have you seen a ghost again?"
"Because it grabbed my foot..."
Yan Yun suddenly wanted to kick him into the water, but it was nothing!
(End of chapter)
