The night is like a pool of stagnant water. Even though. The breeze floats. The world is also making waves. Five Toyota SUVs run through the city to the countryside narrow to the wild. The yellow dust kicked up by the speeding wheels still looked like the end of the world in this dark night.

The third car of the convoy carried me. Like. A journey into the unknown. In the car. Except for the driver. I'm alone. It can be said that Mr. Zhao has ulterior motives. He wanted me to be better prepared for the burial in the middle of the night. In fact. There's nothing to prepare. It's nothing more than some dark coins and fruits and stuff. I'll have to fool around with a few charms for the rest of the rituals.

The convoy kept speeding towards Mr. Zhao's hometown in the countryside. Mr. Zhao realized that his son had died young. Life is not long. It's heart-wrenching. So. Cremation is not taken. Instead, he chose the most primitive burial method in his hometown in the countryside. That is the original body into the coffin. And then. Dig up graves and bury them.

I have been here with Mr. Zhao for about half a month. Hope. Everything he had ready. I'll open it to him tonight. and bury his son.

Before midnight. I drove to the village where Mr. Zhao lived. Of course. He didn't come back to visit his family. So. We went straight to the cemetery of his ancestors.

The convoy was parked in a row in Mr. Zhao's cemetery. The car came to a stop. I calmly got out of the car. Take a closer look at the cemetery. It's not hard to see. Mr. Zhao has developed over the years. The cemetery is very magnificently renovated. It is an exaggeration to say that it is a scene like a royal garden. But for the backcountry. That's absolutely a luxury.

There was a thin mist in the dark night. I watched the scene around me. The night is dark and the wind is high. The moon is not visible. There was a murderous atmosphere all around.

Mr. Zhao's chief Ma Tsai shouted about everything that a group of people were doing. Mr. Zhao sat in the car with a sad face and chatted with his cousin.

I leaned in front of a car. Thinking about it. How to act on the scene for a while. Make it feel more authentic to others. I reached into my arms and felt relieved by touching a large number of charms.

After the basic stuff is ready. Mr. Zhao's director came over and asked me to come out. Let me tell him about the taboos and rules of secret marriage. Damn it. I laughed in my heart. Father. How do you know what to prepare for a secret marriage. Hell knows.

But here and now. I had to pretend to understand. Yielded. Otherwise. What to do. But. It's good. I don't understand. They don't understand it even more. Even if I'm performing. They don't see any flaws. The only thing to pay attention to is to get some common sense stuff right. There must be no mistakes.

Ten midnight. The night is getting deeper. It's the time of the night when the yin air is at its heaviest. By this time. I don't understand. Why did this damn Mr. Zhao make the burial ceremony of the underworld marriage until the middle of the night? It's perfectly fine during the day. You say big night. What the are you going to do if you cheat the corpse or something. Don't. He has some secret secrets.

Mr. Zhao's director showed me the tomb built for Mr. Zhao's son. It's only a few days' work. It was done pretty quickly. And. In front of the tomb is a huge coffin. Large enough to hold two corpses on both sides at the same time. It's not so much a coffin. It's more like a double bed. It is possible to sleep two people who will love each other forever.

I looked at the burial chamber and didn't know how to pretend to understand. This tomb is very well repaired. This coffin. Mr. Zhao is also well-intentioned. Wendong. There is knowledge underground. I'm sure I'm going to be impressed. So. You go to the car and get off the offering table and put it in front of the tomb. And then. Put. Offering fruit. Big chicken. Big fish. Recipe meat. Neatly arranged. And then. Light a red candle.

Mr. Zhao's chief was very fast. Everything was done as I asked. I'm almost there. Go to Mr. Zhao's car window. Say:

"Mr. Zhao. We can get started" subsequently. I yelled loudly at Mr. Zhao's subordinates:

"Lifting the coffin"

Mr. Zhao's horses were ordered. A crystal coffin was lifted from the largest off-road vehicle. Mr. Zhao's son, Zhao Wendong, was lying in it vividly. It's like falling asleep. Then. Mr. Zhao got out of the car and several relatives got out. They pulled the crystal coffin and wept sadly.

When the crystal coffin was carried in front of me. I told them to stop. I walked lightly to the crystal coffin. Slide the lid open. Put a 'wordless corpse charm'. Gently slapped on the forehead of the dead Mr. Zhao's son, Zhao Wendong. And then. Gently slid the lid of the coffin close.

Everyone present was amazed. But he didn't dare to speak too much. I'm afraid that I will spoil my aura of being worthy of a dark marriage.

Wait for the crystal coffin to land. I walked into Mr. Zhao. The loud voice asked her:

"Mr. Zhao. We're men. It's been prepared. The woman is not here. ”

"Here we are. But. You'll have to ask for it yourself," Mr. Zhao said coldly.

"Do you want me to summon my own spirits?"

"It's not. You go to the second car of the convoy and look for it. ”

I will be skeptical. I can't go into words. I'm confused though. I don't understand what Mr. Zhao is doing. But he. I've been told the answer very clearly. Let me look for it in the second car. Damn it. What do you mean? Don't. There was a skeleton of a woman in the car. This surnamed Zhao really dares to play. You said he was looking for a half-immortal or something to get him a man's bone frame to bury with his son. That's a sin. When the time comes, you won't have to complain about my secret marriage. Net fucking took this kind of unjust work all day long.

"Mr. Zhao. I'll go up and look for it," I said, pointing to the second car in the convoy. As I spoke, I watched Mr. Zhao walk towards the second car with great suspicion. Mr. Zhao reluctantly followed behind me.

Step into the second car. I just wanted to open the car door. Mr. Zhao spoke:

"In the trunk"

"Oh. Okay," I looked at Mr. Zhao's face with a grin. Slowly open the trunk door. When I looked into the trunk. I was completely stunned. Because. Curled up in the trunk was a little girl who was tied up. Looks like a year or two younger than me. That's about sixteen years old. Her hands and feet were tied. Biting a towel in his mouth. His face was full of horror and despair.

Mr. Zhao is going to take a living little girl to marry his son. That's where she got this little girl. Didn't wait for me to react. Mr. Zhao has already spoken:

"She's a poor little girl," said Mr. Zhao, looking at the stars with his damn sympathy.

"That's right," I overreacted. Push the surviving into the grave. What a dehumanization it is. Lose all conscience. Of course she was pitiful.

"Old watch. Don't get excited. You listen to me finish speaking," Mr. Zhao motioned for me to calm down. But how can I be calm. I could help him bury the living little girl in the grave of his dead son. This is a marriage with a secret marriage. It's clearly murder.

You say, "I want to see what kind of medicine Mr. Zhao sells in the gourd."

"I said it. She was pathetic. They have four children in their family. But her mother died early. She was raised by his father. As you can imagine. How difficult it is for a man to be a father and a mother to raise four children. Moreover. Her father was a gambler. There are unpaid debts all day long. It's like a lost dog. How to live your life. ”

"So. He sold his daughter to me. At last. When he took my money. Said to me with tears in his eyes. Be kind to her daughter. I promised him"

"That's what this little girl said. It's a relief, isn't it. Rather. It is better to live and die than to follow her father. It's better to follow my son to the underground to enjoy the blessings," Mr. Zhao pinched the little girl's cheek:

"I promised your father that I would do it."

The little girl seemed to understand everything better than I did. She had already heard the meaning of Mr. Zhao's words. It was for her to be the mother-in-law of Mr. Zhao's dead son. Bury her alive and the cold corpse in the ground.

She looked at me helplessly with teary eyes. But the look in her eyes was clearly begging me to save her. Save her. I must be saved. Mr. Zhao's inhumane approach. How dare I beg to differ. How can I help the abuse?

I must save the little girl. I can't let her flower girl die innocently. But. You have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds and be seamless. It can save the little girl. can deceive Mr. Zhao again. Let him think that the maiden is worthy of a secret marriage with his son. and buried them together in the ground. But. It's too hard.

"Old watch. Any questions. "Mr. Zhao asked me deliberately.

"Uh. This ...... "I'm speechless. What can I do. Mr. Zhao has been since the loss of his son. It became a demon completely. And it's a demon who kills people without blinking. Today. I asked for it, which angered him. and even irritated him. Not to mention saving the little girl. It's hard to get out.

"Are you really worried about legal issues? You feel that it is a crime to do so. Is that right. Mr. Zhao put his face in front of me and asked me. I stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to answer. Isn't this kind of purposeful murder a crime? You're a fucking fool for me.

That. Do you think it is illegal to buy and sell human beings?" the demon asked me again.

"We're doing things now. Is there still a law to measure it? I asked him instead. He was stunned at first. Then he burst out laughing. The smile sent chills down my spine. Covered in cold sweat.

"Old watch. Sure enough, he is a smart man. Her father. has taken a lot of money from me. I've bought her too. As for. What do I use her for. That's my freedom. It's a matter of course."

"Maybe. You're right," I said against my will.

"Since everyone is smart. Then you can't do foolish things. So. Cousin. I ask you. Tonight. This secret marriage. Can you do it? If. If. You can't do it. I will not force it. I'll ask for another ......."

"Brother Zhao. I can do it. I'll be able to do it," I said aloud without hesitation.

"Good. Good. Good. After the deed is done. I will definitely thank my old watch again." Subsequently. Satisfied, he patted me on the shoulder and walked away.

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