Su Xiu, who stood in the center of the two teams of carriages and horses, was in a floating mood, and a restlessness from the bottom of his heart.

The groom sitting on the white horse smiled softly in the direction of Su Xiu, and the smile seemed to be smiling at the black coffin behind Su Xiu, and as if he had seen Su Xiu.

I only heard the little guys at the end of the two teams singing in a playful voice at the same time:

Ghost Festival

It is advisable to marry and mourn

One step at a time

Joy and sorrow

The man in red

Newcomer in white

Embroidered with red makeup

Seventeen or eighteen miles.

The drama is meandering, the black cat is screaming, and the crow is wailing.

Listening to the faint cry coming from the black coffin, Su Xiu's hair stood on end.

Weird things like this are the things she fears the most, just like in her previous life, she wouldn't touch those horror movies.

The crying stopped, and I saw a pair of middle-aged men and women coming behind the women's convoy.

Step by step, their steps were extremely swaying, they carried a basket in their hands, and each step was a handful of paper money to the sky.

When the two came to the black coffin, they threw themselves on the coffin and cried.

While the two were crying hoarsely, the groom also walked out of the couple.

The two of them smiled and walked the same steps, holding some broken silver and copper coins in their hands.

Every seven steps, he threw down a copper coin and walked until he reached the black coffin, supporting the crying middle-aged man and woman.

The two teams of suona sounded at the same time, and they circled around Su Xiu three times, and walked towards the west together.

With the sound of suona far away, Su Xiuli stood in place and looked blankly at the two teams of people who had gone away, and the heart that jumped in his throat was calmed down.

She raised her head to look at the old crow that was still hovering in the air, and then lowered her head to see it, and sat down to watch the black cat in the distance.

There was a sound of 'zizi' in his head, Su Xiu looked for the sound, and a black gas appeared on the dead tree, and the black gas turned into a person's appearance.

With his long tongue sticking out, he hung from a tree and watched the two convoys go away.

Who is he?

Listening to the suona sound of the long-distance convoy, the crow fell on the black cat.

Su Xiu counted carefully, and it happened to be one hundred and eight crows, and it happened to be one hundred and eight black cats.

The hanged ghost hanging from the branch raised his right hand and pointed to the east, which was the same direction as the convoy was going.

Can he see himself? Or is he actually Luo Shuiyan's guide?

The black cat drove the crow to the east, Su Xiu followed, and the two came to a village.

I saw that in the village, the doors of each house were closed, two mourning flags were tied at the door, and a pair of small shoes were placed in front of the door.

The so-called closed-door shoe is to close the door to avoid shoes and ward off evil spirits!

Walking forward slowly, Su Xiu was in a trance, as if she had sensed the change of time.

By the time she reacted, her surroundings had changed.

In front of a mound, two handsome young men were sitting on a tree, pointing in front of them, talking elegantly.

Under the tree, a girl in a white dress knelt on the lawn, smiling and listening to the two teenagers pointing out the rivers and talking about everything in the world.

"That kid is the groom's official, and the one next to him is ~ hanged ghost."

The young man with long hair sitting on the tree was the groom official that Su Xiu had seen before, and the person who laughed and talked with him was the hanged ghost of the dead tree.

"Luo Qing, what is a husband?"

The long-haired boy thought for a moment, smiled and pointed to the sun in the distance and said:

"The eldest husband is designated as a general, serving the country, spilling blood on the battlefield, and treating death as if he were home, and it is a pity to die nameless."

I saw a short-haired boy jumping from a tree, his back to the sun, looking at the woman under the tree and smiling:

"I feel that my husband should be a senior official in the DPRK and China, protecting his homeland, relatives, wife and daughter. I'm not as ambitious as you, but I'm more in line with my heart than you. ”

"You're going to fight!" Luo Qing jumped down from the tree and threw Mo Xiao to the ground, and after the two of them were fighting on the ground for a while, they all looked up to the sky and laughed.

"They're childhood sweethearts."

The black cat, who had been standing beside Su Xiu, suddenly opened his mouth and spoke.

"Don't be so curious, I'm fake, you can see me as a will, a thought."

The black cat licked its paws, looking at the warm picture in front of it, and there was not much fluctuation in his tone.

As he said, he was only a will, without feelings.

"Is that girl the woman in the black coffin?"

Su Xiu's answer was affirmed by the old crow, and the deep and hoarse voice made by the old crow always made Su Xiu a little imaginative.

"So, what do you want me to see?"

Su Xiu's question, the black cat and the crow did not answer her, a cat and a crow just looked at the three of them talking and laughing.

"Shui Yan, when I grow up, I will become a big official, and I will definitely marry you at that time!"

"Shui Yan, I will join the army when I grow up, and when I come back as a general, I will become your most heroic husband!"

The words of the two boys did not wait for the girl's response, she just silently watched the two boys in front of her keep her smile.

She didn't seem to be able to speak, but simply expressed her inner feelings with gestures and 'squeaks', and the slightly curved corners of her eyebrows were her most sincere feelings.

"Her name is Gu Shuiyan."

The crow and the black cat made their voices at the same time, which brought Su Xiu back to his senses.

Because this mute girl is ninety percent similar to Luo Shuiyan, although she has black eyes and black hair, she still loses a beauty.

As soon as she heard the word Shuiyan, Su Xiu thought that this Shuiyan was Luo Shuiyan.

But now it seems that the difference is far from the.

"She's beautiful!"

"It's beautiful."

The crow and the black cat sang and harmonized, but instead they talked to each other.

"So, the two of you are Luo Qing and Mo Xiao?"

Su Xiu touched her chin and thought for a long time before she could ask the doubts in her heart.

However, there are still many doubts.

The black cat and the crow sent together are also mourning together.

The groom's official is Luo Qing, and the hanged ghost is Mo Xiao, so how did he become this cat and a crow when he died in his life?

"The heart is dead, and the heart is dead."

The black cat's words made Su Xiu fall into deep thought, and what it said was the strange marriage that Su Xiu had seen before.

Mo Xiao is dead, but his heart is still there.

Luo Qing is alive, but his heart is dead.

"What about Gu Shuiyan?"

Su Xiu pointed to the girl who was leaning against the tree with her back and was smiling brightly.

"When a man dies, so does his heart."

The old crow's words sounded, and the scene in front of Su Xiu's eyes had changed.

The dim sky was still so dark, and the extra clouds and pouring rain seemed to be crying.

An oil-paper umbrella, two coats, alleys and villages, three pairs of eyes.

"Look, they're leaving."

"Do you regret it?"

"Regret!"

"Hate!"

Su Xiu waited for the conversation between the black cat and the crow, and quietly looked at the back of the village entrance far away.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the pure eyes burst into tears.

Under the robe, the back that is far away, the resolute back of the package.

There are two roads out of the village, one leading to the frontier and the other to the capital.

The two went down different paths.

The girl under the oil-paper umbrella, looking at the two teenagers who were far away, could only cover her face with her palms, crying silently, and watching the figures of the two teenagers disappear from her sight.

It was a kind of helplessness.

She had no way to keep those two boys, their dreams, and she had no way to stop them.

"They go against their dreams."

The black cat sat on the road to the frontier, and the crow hovered on the way to the capital.

In Su Xiu's eyes, the two boys seemed to be still on the road, and she muttered in a low voice: "It was Mo Xiao who went to the frontier, but it was Luo Qing who went to the capital. ”

The sigh of the black cat and the mournful wail of the crows circling in the sky.

"So the black cat is Mo Xiao, and the crow is Luo Qing."

After thinking about it, Su Xiu overturned the words he said.

But the previous black cat greeted the relatives and the crows sent the funeral, and this calculation was not very reasonable.

Su Xiu came steadily, and for the first time felt that her brain was a little insufficient.

In fact, her guess was that the old crow was Mo Xiao and the black cat was Luo Qing, but this cat and a crow went to the path of Mo Xiao and Luo Qing respectively.

"The dreams of the two are opposite, aren't they?"

Su Xiu frowned slightly and listened to what the black cat said, she went straight to the black cat and hugged it in a bad way.

The black crow on the other side flapped its wings and stood on Su Xiu's shoulder.

"I don't know who you are, but it must be very painful."

The silence of the black cat and the crow made the atmosphere a little thicker, and they silently turned their heads to look at the figures returning to the village with oil-paper umbrellas.

In the eyes is sadness.

As the scene reversed, Su Xiu followed the black cat to meet Mo Xiao, who had climbed from a pawn to a general step by step.

followed the crow to see Luo Qing who climbed from the bottom to the top step by step.

Mo Xiao finally became a general on the battlefield, and Luo Qing finally became a minister who invaded the government and the opposition.

If the two are united, they must be invincible.

But they turned their backs.

If the two tigers fight, they will lose both.

When civil and military fight, they will hurt and die for the country.

The enemy country finally attacked, Mo Xiao died on the battlefield, and when the soldiers approached the city, Luo Qing rode his horse and fled.

The mute girl who had been waiting for them to return in the village was still waiting for them, her necklace in her hand, and she prayed silently day after day.

"Listen!"

The crow crowed, only listening to the horses' hooves running away outside the village.

Su Xiu paused, and looked in the direction of the village, where there was already a fire.

Then he saw the man outside the village dismount and go straight to the village.

All I saw was black smoke, and all that was left was some ashes.

Luo Qing finally found the girl in the ruins.

Hearing the sound of suona, Su Xiu suddenly looked back, and the person was already standing under the tree outside the village.

Familiar mounds, familiar trees.

But people are already tea cold.

"He's leaving!"

As soon as the old crow screamed, the three-foot white silk hung on the branches, and he looked eastward, and his soul was already dead.

It was Luo Qing who hanged himself?

Gu Shuiyan who was burned to death.

Mo Xiao died in battle, who is the groom who married him?

The village has already been burned down, so what is the house of the person who hung the soul flag at the door to avoid the 'shoes'?

Compared with the unknown, the previous marriage was not so terrible.

Are they all "ghosts"?