"Ayuan, when I pass the exam, I will come back to propose marriage to your family, okay?"
The illusion unfolded again, but it was different from before.
Xiao Ling and Han Yuan are no longer the "heroes and heroines" in the story, but as two bystanders, standing aside and watching the story develop.
Xiao Ling turned her head following the voice and saw a man and a woman standing under the marriage tree in front of them.
The man was carrying a bookcase and luggage, dressed like a scholar rushing to take the exam, while the woman was dressed in a light-colored rough cloth dress, but it could be seen that she had been carefully dressed.
"Young master Zhou is diligent, studious, and talented in literature. He will definitely pass the exam! Ayuan will be waiting for you at home..."
After the woman finished speaking, she seemed to feel shy, and two touches of red glow appeared on her cheeks, which made her look more delicate and pretty than flowers.
"Ayuan, you are so beautiful..." "Brother Mingyi..."
The two people under the marriage tree blushed and confessed their love to each other. Then they took a red thread from the marriage tree and tied the two ends to their little fingers.
After the red thread was tied, the middle part disappeared automatically, leaving only the part above the two people's fingers.
"Ayuan, we have been blessed by the marriage tree! We will definitely be together forever~!"
"Well! Brother Mingyi, Ayuan is waiting for you to marry me..."
The faces of the young men and women who had received the blessing were filled with smiles of joy and happiness, and they cuddled closely under the marriage tree.
These two people are the peasant girl and the scholar that he and Han Yuan just played. Looking at the two of them, their affection does not seem to be fake, and the scholar does not look like someone who will betray his trust. I am afraid that something unexpected happened later. ...
Xiao Ling watched and analyzed carefully, while Han Yuan just stared, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Does it look good?"
Seeing that he kept staring at the woman, Xiao Ling couldn't help but tease her.
It's just that he didn't realize how sour the tone was.
At least the sour ghost king was agitated, came back to his senses and quickly held the person in his arms with a strong desire for survival: "Not as good as one ten thousandth of the lady~"
Xiao Ling slapped him away and rubbed the goosebumps on his body.
I don’t know if it’s because he didn’t hold back his words too much in the previous apocalyptic world. Han Yuan in this world is really full of talk, like an old gangster. He was a flower picker during his lifetime.
Han Yuan was not angry even after being pushed away, and happily came back with a smile on his face to please him.
But if he knew that his reputation in Xiao Ling's heart had been seriously damaged, he would definitely shout that he was an unjust ghost!
"Be serious, then why do you keep staring at people?"
The Ghost King looked aggrieved, but he did not dare to say any more flirtatious words: "I was looking at that scholar, doesn't Aling look familiar to him?"
"Looks familiar?" Xiao Ling looked the scholar up and down carefully, confirmed that he had never seen him before, and shook his head.
"Haha~ I forgot that you were a little fool at that time." Han Yuan chuckled twice, and before Xiao Ling was about to raise his fist to beat the ghost, he quickly added: "If I hadn't appeared at that time, the lady would have been taken away by it."
But after he dispersed the evil spirit that sucked people's souls, his soul was taken away by this "little bride".
Han Yuan deliberately did not use the word "marry it" because he would be unhappy if he said so.
However, after Xiao Ling heard this, he suddenly realized and blurted out: "Is he the ghost groom?"
The image he saw was from the perspective of Xiao 8. The ghost groom was dressed in blood, red and black, his face was covered in blood, his tongue was hanging out, and he was completely unrecognizable, and it was impossible to tell what he looked like.
However, after Han Yuan reminded him, he was shocked to realize that the scholar and the evil ghost were indeed exactly the same.
I don’t know what happened in the meantime to make him become such a man-eating evil spirit.
"What groom... I am your husband!"
"...a little bit of face."
Xiao Ling rolled her eyes at him. When he heard the word "husband" now, he thought of how Han Yuan deceived his foolish self. He was really shameless.
"Haha~" The Ghost King was not angry even after being scolded. As long as you can get a wife, why do you need face?
Just when he said this, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He dug around in his arms and took out an oil paper bag and stuffed it into Xiao Ling's hand: "Look what this is?"
Before the oil paper bag was opened, there was a burst of sugar and oil aroma. Xiao Ling opened it and saw that it was indeed a sugar cake.
"Did you really go looking for sugar cookies?"
"Well~ the 'little lady' has been kidnapped, the 'husband' can't break his promise, right?"
"...glib."
Xiao Ling cursed softly again, quickly picked up the pancake and took a bite, covering the corners of her mouth that kept rising.
Well, it’s sweet and soft, and tastes good~
However, Han Yuan appears here. Could it be that he stole this sugar cake from the original owner's house?
Xiao Ling silently glanced at a certain ghost with a rippling smile, and had doubts about the origin of this sugar cake.
But he didn't ask, because the surrounding scene had begun to change.
After making the promise, the scholar went to the city to take the exam, while the woman stayed in the village for several months, but did not see her sweetheart return, so she asked her father to accompany her to the city to look for him.
What happened next was sad.
The scholar failed the exam and had no face to face it. When he was frustrated and drunk, he accidentally overheard a young man from a large family boasting to his friends, and found out that he failed because the examiner was bribed to switch his test paper with that young man's.
The scholar wanted justice, but was beaten half to death and thrown into prison.
The woman went to look for him, but was attracted by the lustful young master and raped her.
In the end, the village man had no choice but to marry his daughter to the young master as his concubine, but none of the scholars knew this.
Later, the scholar was released from prison and rushed back to the mountain village to meet the woman, but it was the day when the woman was getting married.
The woman lost her virginity and was disheartened, so she took off the marriage thread between her fingers, saying that she was greedy for vanity and had changed her mind, so she asked him to find another beautiful woman.
The scholar couldn't accept that his official career and marriage were all in vain, so he stopped the sedan chair in front of the village and made a fuss.
The woman's father hated him for causing such a tragedy to his daughter, and was afraid that he would offend the rich family and abuse his daughter. So he called the villagers, beat the scholar and threw him into the mountains.
He originally just wanted the scholar not to interfere with the marriage, but he didn't expect that the scholar had collapsed at this time, and he dragged his injured body to the top of the mountain and hung himself under the marriage tree.
On the other hand, on the night of her wedding, the woman hanged herself in the room and turned into a ghost and died together with the young master.
The scholar was full of resentment and turned into a ghost. However, the spirit of the marriage tree trapped it in the mountain and turned it into a mountain ghost.
Mountain ghosts cause trouble, and the villagers who rely on the mountains and eat from the mountains suffer.
After losing his daughter and being haunted by resentful ghosts, the woman's father aged dozens of years overnight.
Then, in order to appease the grievances of the mountain ghosts, he began to marry the girls in the village as brides in the mountains in exchange for peace...
