And Zhang Ghost replied directly: "You will get married in three days." ”

Zhang Xue looked at Ghost Zhang who got up and left, just like that, the matter of marrying Mo Qing was filmed, and three days later it was the day we got married.

In the dark night, Zhang Xue in the room couldn't sleep, caring about the whispers of Mo Qing and Zhang Ghost during the day, and what were Mo Qing's conditions? Lying on the bed tossing and turning, she finally got up.

In the ancestral hall, the faint candlelight is faintly illuminated, Mo Qing sits on the golden silk nan wood coffin board, looking down at himself in the coffin, time flies, a thousand years have passed, the fall of the Qin Dynasty, it doesn't matter who was behind the scenes, now it is also a pile of white bones and sand, and what hatred and resentment have faded with time.

The bright moonlight and the stars that dot the night sky are all exuding their own light.

Mo Qing covered himself with a coffin lid to prevent the moonlight from shining on the corpse and preventing it from mutating into a zombie.

Mo Qing looked at the figure on the ground next to him and said softly, "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, how do you know I'm behind you?" Zhang Xue said, standing behind Mo Qing and walking up to him.

Mo Qing looked down at her and said lightly, "Your shadow." ”

Zhang Xue looked down at the ground, in the moonlight, her own shadow was clearly visible, and looked at Mo Qing next to him, he had no shadow, by the way, grandma said that ghosts have no shadows. Raising his head to look at Mo Qing, he said with a smile, "You are so smart, this is a supper for you." ”

Zhang Xue held a basket in her hand, then lifted the cover, took out two wrapped buns and put them on the table, squatted down again, got under the table next to her, took out an incense burner, smiled, looked left and right, and took out three incense sticks from the basket.

When Zhang Xue took out these three incense sticks, Mo Qing was a little surprised, the fragrance of this incense was very special, and she whispered slightly: "This incense..."

Zhang Xue stood on tiptoe and reached out to cover his mouth, but the height was a distance, only the tip of his middle finger touched his lip, and said: "Shhhh ”

Mo Qing's height is one meter eight, while Zhang Xue's height is one meter four or five.

Mo Qing looked down at Zhang Xue and began to light the three special agarwood, the ethereal fragrance made him very comfortable, this incense had a better effect than ordinary sandalwood.

Zhang Xue watched Mo Qing enjoy eating, and also sat on the Taishi chair next to her, opened the paper bag, and took out a hot bun to eat.

The three agarwood sticks burned out in a few seconds, Mo Qing felt very good, and the injury was slowly recovering, looking down at Zhang Xue who was still gnawing on the bun, and said quietly, "You please me like this, as the saying goes, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, what do you want to ask?"

Zhang Xue looked at Mo Qing, swallowed the food in her mouth, and whispered what she wanted to know, "That... What are your conditions, and why do you only say it to the ghost brother?"

And Mo Qing only said two words: "secret".

Zhang Xue lowered her head and said while eating steamed buns: "Okay, since it's your secret with the ghost brother, I won't ask this, so I will ask you a question at the end, do you really want to marry me?"

Mo Qing also sat down, looking at the buns in the paper bag, he wanted to eat but he couldn't eat it yet, and the cultivation of the ghost king couldn't eat whole grains, but he could eat living people.

Zhang Xue looked at Mo Qing and looked at him, he didn't speak, that is, he didn't want to marry himself, stood up, carried a chair to the side of the pillar, stood on the chair, reached out and took down the soul talisman attached to the pillar, and said, "You don't want to marry me, then, you should leave quickly, grandma, everything they did was for me, although you were wronged." ”

Mo Qing watched Zhang Xue take down all the soul suppression talismans, and also destroyed the formation, without restraining his own things.

Zhang Xue jumped out of the chair, came to Mo Qing and said, "You go...", and then picked up the remaining buns and baskets on the table and left.

Mo Qing watched Zhang Xue leave, smiled, and said softly, "I, Mo Qing, am a man of words, I will marry you when I say that I will marry you, how can I not believe in my words?"

Zhang Xue looked at him, pursed her lips and said, "But, you don't want to marry! As the saying goes, this twisted melon is not sweet." ”

Mo Qing looked at Zhang Xueren's appearance as a little ghost, smiled lightly, and said faintly: "I only married you for seven years, and after seven years, if that person can't save you, you still have to die." ”

Zhang Xue looked up at the moon and said with a smile: "Xue'er is not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that if I leave, you will be lonely." ”

Mo Qing stretched out her hand and rubbed her head, a trace of warmth penetrated into her heart, and said, "It's not early, go and rest." ”

Zhang Xue said goodbye to him obediently, walked out of the ancestral hall but did not return to the room, went to the next hut, took out a small basket, walked out of the house directly, and walked out of the courtyard to the east.

Mo Qing followed, and seeing that she was safe and sound, she walked back to the Zhang family's mansion, returned to the ancestral hall, sat on her own coffin board, looked down at her own corpse, and covered the lid a little to prevent the moonlight from penetrating, probably the only ghost who was afraid of her own corpse!

If your own corpse turns into a zombie, will there be two of you? I felt that this thought was a little weird, and then I laughed it off, waving this ridiculous thought.

Raising his eyes to look at the starry sky, the stars were dotted, and he said softly: "This moonlight is good." ”

Bingzhi came out of the darkness and said, "My lord, it has been deployed, please give orders!"

Mo Qing came back to his senses and said: "Wait and see what happens, this happy day is approaching, and it is not appropriate to see blood." ”

Bingzhi led the order to retreat, and Mo Qing sat there, looking down at the jade fan in his hand.