It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and the white old ghost began to prepare for my wedding the next day.

I went to the paper shop in the town and bought red paper, bamboo baskets, cut red silk yarn, open candles and firearms, and there were all kinds of them.

Vacate that utility room and clean it up for me to make a cave room.

"Xie Lan, marriage is a big event, do you want to inform your father and mother?" The white old ghost asked me while cutting paper while wearing reading glasses.

"How so? Do you want me to tell my father and mother that I am going to marry Huanghe Niangniang, and I may not be able to pass on the ancestry to them in this life? ”

"Whatever you want, anyway, as long as you are willing to admit this family business. However, my uncle told you first, you should be a wife when you marry Huanghe Niangniang. In the future, no matter what you mix, you can only have one wife. ”

"Listen to what you mean, will I still have a chance to take a concubine in the future?" I asked him.

"Hahaha, the idea is good, if you don't like to grow up, you can give it a try."

Alas, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I worked as a corpse digger to make money and marry a daughter-in-law, but now it's good, I am destined to be lonely for a lifetime before I get rich.

The old white ghost used to say that marrying the Yellow River Niangniang would enjoy endless glamorous blessings, which was purely amusing me.

Yin and yang are different, Huang He Niangniang is a ghost, and manifesting the yin body for a long time is not good for her and me.

Even if I am married, I live alone, at most in the dead of night to come out to talk to me, or create a spring dream, and there is no trace afterwards.

But that's all I can do to survive.

At dusk, I knelt alone on the futon in the big house, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Yellow River Niangniang.

The red candles on both sides of the offering table are bright, and in the middle is a gloomy wooden tablet that is one foot high and three inches wide. The tablet is covered with a red cloth with no words on it.

The moment at the junction of the Youxu is called the time of the demon, and it is also the dividing point between day and night. Legend has it that at this moment, demons and monsters will come out and share the world with mortals.

The old white ghost said that when the demon was sealed, the Yellow River Niangniang would engrave the tablet for her, and the wedding could not be officially held until the words were engraved.

I waited calmly, and at first there was a kind of absurd and untrue thought, which gradually fell out of my mind and gave it a kind of sacred solemnity.

I thought of the life of the Yellow River Niangniang, an unmarried girl with good looks and figure, who can sing small songs and be good at singing and dancing. Our side is not a hometown of beautiful women, and such a girl is the dream object of countless men no matter which village or village she is placed in.

But because of a sacrifice, they were wrapped in silk cloth and brushed with tung oil and sunk into the Yellow River.

Since then, the rivers and lakes have lived under the dark Yellow River for a hundred years.

In modern society, the king of the Yellow River and sixty generals have been far away from people's field of vision, only the Yellow River Niangniang is still a lonely ghost in the river because of her resentment and the way of heaven, unless the Yellow River is dry.

Thinking like this, I have some feelings in my heart for the Yellow River Niangniang who wants to marry me. I made up my mind that if I really married her, I would treat her well, and I would not let her be alone again.

With the arrival of a gust of wind, the red cloth on the tablet was lifted, revealing the handwriting on it.

Lin's sister-in-law, willing to be a wife of the Jun family......

The handwriting was small, the candle flame flickered, and I had not yet fully recognized it, but the handwriting suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a large scribbled letter: Run.

Before I could understand what was going on, I heard a sudden storm outside, blowing the doors and windows with a hunting sound. The next moment the red candle went out, and the whole room turned into pitch black.

I wanted to go out and see what was going on, but I didn't have any strength at all.

Immersed in darkness as if drowning, all kinds of sounds rang in my ears, but I couldn't see anything in my eyes.

"Lan'er, it's time to go home for dinner."

"Xie Lan, you kid is on leave again, you don't want to work in the factory, do you?"

"Xie Lan, I'm sorry, we are not from the same world."

……

In the dark, I heard many people calling my name, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

I tried to respond to them, but I couldn't say a word.

I don't know how long this groggy state lasted, the door suddenly broke open from the outside, and then the white old ghost stumbled in, covered in blood.

As soon as he entered the house, he went to get the skin of the water monkey, wrapped one for himself, and wrapped one for me.

I asked him what was going on outside, and he didn't speak, just stared at the door as if he were facing a great enemy.

It was dark outside, and it was windy and rainy, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

The white ghost's small courtyard was paved with a layer of cement, and the water dispersed slowly, and I heard people walking in the rain, treading water.

As the footsteps approached, I finally saw the appearance of the person coming.

It was a woman, dressed in a scarlet wedding dress, wearing a red hijab, and a red umbrella in her hand.

And she stood at the door, and did not come in.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"What do you say?" The woman giggled and asked me.

"It's too late for you to turn back now, don't make a big mistake and be suppressed under the Yin Mountain, never turn over." The old white ghost guarded me and scolded me.

"Giggles, it's not me who wants to turn back. I don't care about my business, and it's not your turn to be a little corpse digger. ”

Seeing that the woman was about to cross the threshold, the old white ghost raised his hand and covered the water monkey skin.

But this time he miscalculated, and the skin of the water monkey was torn to pieces by the woman's hands like rags.

"Bai Hechou, I remember that you have merit, I don't want to kill you, if you obstruct my good deeds again today, I will kill you." The woman's tone turned cold.

"If you do this, you won't be afraid that the Yellow River Niangniang will come to you to settle accounts?" The old white ghost gritted his teeth and asked.

"Giggles, the mud bodhisattva crosses the river, Lin Jiwen is now unable to protect herself, how can she still take care of her wishful husband."

With that, the woman stepped into the room and walked straight towards me.

The old white ghost touched a water monkey skin in his hand again, and wanted to stop her, but the woman turned her head to look at him and said a rolling word.

Then I saw the old white ghost as if he had suddenly lost his mind, and rolled out of the ground with a rolling belt.

After the old white ghost went out, the door closed again, and then the red candle that had been extinguished was lit again.

Only this time it was not a red flame, but a green cold light.

Under the green light, the whole room is filled with an eerie smell.

The woman is standing in front of me now, with a red wedding dress and a red hijab, a scene that only many men can dream of.

It's a pity that I don't dare to lift her red hijab at all, not to mention that I already know who she is now, even if I don't look at her.

A miserable woman who was bullied for half her life and pushed into the water to death.

She was a stupid girl in her lifetime, but after her death, she became an out-and-out ghost, first killing the old ruffian Xie Guangcai, and then destroying the Chen family.

"Huixiang, you go back. Your past life karma is over, and it's too late to turn back. I said sincerely.

Huixiang is not Xie Guangcai, I have some strength to fight back in the face of Xie Guangcai, but against her, I have no choice but to close my eyes and wait for death. If you can't beat it, you have to reason with her.

It is impossible to kneel and beg for mercy, I have watched so many Hong Kong and Taiwan horror movies since I was a child, and the more I kneel and beg for mercy, the more miserable my final death will be.

"Giggles, Xie Lan, do you want to know why I won't let you go?" Huixiang asked.

"Yes."

Actually, I didn't do anything wrong.

When a person dies and goes to the ground for peace, my scooping up the corpse is itself a meritorious thing. As for what happened next, it wasn't for me to control.

I'm not a Buddha and I can't see the past or the future.

"You are twenty-seven years old this year, I wonder if the old white ghost told you that this year is your ninth year?" Huixiang asked me.

There is indeed a popular saying in our side that when people reach the age of nine, eighteen, twenty-seven, and so on, they will encounter life and death.

According to folklore, Lord Yama would flip through the book of life and death on the first day of the first month and randomly count the people who were nine years old.

Whoever calls their name will report to the underworld within a year. Even those who don't get it will have a lot of disasters this year, so be very careful.

Suddenly, when I heard Huixiang mention this, I was slightly stunned and asked her what she meant.

"On the first day of the first month of this year, the king of Hades only named one person, and that person is you. I don't have anything to do with killing those who bully me, and if I want to kill you, I can condense the supreme yin virtue! ”