The end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China.

Kiln City.

It is named after the official kiln produced in the previous dynasty.

Today is the wedding of Nalan Moran, the son of the Overseer.

The Overseer's Mansion was supposed to be very lively, but this wedding was the opposite.

It's a ghost marriage.

Two days ago, Nalan Moran was killed and died on the street, and the maidservant who eloped with him was missing.

When the body was transported back to the Overseer's Palace, his eyes were wide and he looked like he was dead.

Just last night, Jin Xiaoliu, who was guarding the spirit, suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the coffin, squeaking, like the sound of nails scratching wood hard.

At first, he thought it was a rat gnawing on the coffin, and coughed lightly to scare it away.

But instead of stopping, the sound became more and more urgent.

Listening carefully, the sound actually came from the coffin, as if the young marshal's body was scratching the coffin wall with all its might, trying to break the coffin.

Thinking of the young marshal's blind appearance, Jin Xiaoliu was excited, stumbled out of the mourning hall, and happened to bump into the adjutant Zheng Changdong who was guarding outside the mourning hall, and sat down on the ground in an instant.

"You're looking for death!"

Zheng Changdong reflexively took out his gun, and when he saw that it was Jin Xiaoliu, he couldn't help but curse.

Jin Xiaoliu knelt on the ground and looked back at the location of the mourning hall in fear.

There was a not-so-bright electric light in the mourning hall, and a pitch-black coffin was very eye-catching in the dim light, which made people panic when they saw it.

Jin Xiaoliu calmed down the panic in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Coffin...... There was movement in the coffin......"

Zheng Changdong suddenly frowned: "Full of nonsense, how can a dead person make a noise?!" ”

"The little one didn't talk nonsense, the little one really heard the sound inside......"

Seeing that Jin Xiaoliu's body trembled like chaff when he said this, Zheng Changdong couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun at him, threatening: "If you talk nonsense again, beware that I will shoot you with one shot!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the creaking sound in the mourning hall rang out again.

With this strange sound, a swishing wind blew, and the electric lights hanging high were blown and gently swayed, and the lights began to flicker and dim.

Jin Xiaoliu got up from the ground with a white face, hid behind Zheng Changdong for a while, and stammered, "Adjutant, listen...... Only...... That's the voice......"

Zheng Changdong also looked shocked, but after all, as an adjutant, he should be majestic, and his reflection was naturally not as exaggerated as Jin Xiaoliu.

He clenched the gun in his hand, and before he knew it, a thin layer of sweat had formed in his palm.

Jin Xiaoliu said in his ear with a trembling voice again: "I heard that the unmarried person dies for some reason, and he will become a powerful ghost to toss people, if you want to appease it, you have to marry it and give it a daughter-in-law, otherwise the whole Overseer's Mansion will not be able to live in peace!" ”

Zheng Changdong pretended to be calm and said: "You are guarding here, I will go and tell the marshal!" ”

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When Zheng Changdong came to the front hall, Nalan Baiyan was discussing with his wife Ruan Mei about getting married.

He didn't dare to disturb, so he waited for the conversation between the two to end.

After a while, Nalan Baiyan turned his eyes to him, and then he gave a military salute and said, "Big marshal, young marshal...... Not so good. ”

Nalan Baiyan frowned: "Make it clear." ”

Zheng Changdong immediately glanced at Ruan Mei, and then said, "What Madame is worried about seems to be ...... And it was fulfilled. ”

Nalan Baiyan was slightly startled, and Ruan Mei wiped the tears from her face and stepped forward.

After some inquiry, she endured her grief and looked at Nalan Baiyan.

"Dashuai, the top priority is to handle the marriage for Mo'er, so that he can bless you to track down the murderer as soon as possible!"