"To hell with it! What family, what bloodline, what does it matter to me? Do you want me to be like my father, waiting for a female ghost who doesn't even dare to go out of the door for the rest of my life? I screamed.

There was a whispered cry in the air, and I knew I had said the wrong thing!

I slowly knelt down against the flickering ghost fire and whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry! I beg you, I want to live a normal life, please allow me to get out of here and live my own life. ”

Mom stopped crying, sighed faintly and said, "Silly child, if you don't agree to marry a ghost wife today, don't say leave here, I'm afraid you won't survive tomorrow!" ”

"Why? Even if I die, I don't want a ghost wife, and I don't want to live a lifetime like my father. I said angrily.

"It's not up to you!" As my mother's words fell, I only felt a burning pain in my chest, and I lost consciousness in an instant.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

Xiaoxiao sat on the edge of my bed, her eyes swollen like rotten peaches, and it looked like she was choking on crying!

I suddenly remembered what had happened in my mother's room last night, and I reached out and lifted my clothes to see a purple dot the size of a copper coin on my chest.

"What's that?" I foamed at the mouth and wiped the dot hard, trying to poke her out.

Xiaoxiao grabbed my hand with red eyes and said, "Brother Chengzu, you can't get rid of it, I heard grandpa say that it's your ghost wife." ”

"What? Xiaoxiao, you also follow them to make fools, don't you? I said angrily.

Hearing my words, Xiaoxiao cried again: "Grandpa said, if there is no ghost wife, you will die immediately." ”

"Go, get a knife, today is to dig, I will dig her out too." Angry, I pushed Xiaoxiao away and ordered her to find a knife.

"Brother!" Xiaoxiao suddenly knelt in front of me, looked at me with tears in her eyes and cried: "I know that my brother has me in his heart, Xiaoxiao swears here today that Xiaoxiao will never marry anyone in this life except for my brother!" ”

"I beg my brother to listen to Xiaoxiao's words, and wait for my brother to pass the calamity in front of him, okay?"

"What calamity? I finally understand now that they just made up some bullshit to scare me by tricking me into marrying a female ghost as a wife. I said angrily.

"No, brother, do you believe Xiaoxiao? All this is true, and slowly you will understand that this ghost wife will block all the disasters for you. ”

"Grandpa said, when all your calamities have passed, he will marry you and the female ghost." Xiaoxiao whispered.

With a cough, Grandpa walked in.

"Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and tonight we will hold our family's coming-of-age ceremony for you!" Grandpa threw down a sentence inexplicably, turned around and walked out again.

After dinner, my father led me to the door of the hall, and I hesitated to stand at the threshold on which I usually walked.

Because I knew that as soon as I walked into this hall, I would be violently swept out by a sinister aura!

Seeing me hesitant, my grandfather, who was standing in the hall, waved his hand at me and motioned for me to enter.

I hesitated to enter the door of the hall, but was surprised to find that I had not been thrown out except for the cold aura.

I didn't dare to ask why? Because I'm afraid of shaking off the things I used to want to sneak here in.

A dozen candles were lit in the room, and the wind was gusting and making a low whining sound.

The wooden coffin in the center is very large, and its appearance is much larger than that of a normal coffin.

The normal coffin made for the dead is basically divided into two sizes.

What I often say in my father's mouth is that it is enough, six feet six, which means that a coffin of normal size must be six feet six in length.

The size of the coffin mentioned here should be a little bit different from our normal market size.

That is the size of the coffin, which is actually nine inches and five inches is one foot.

The standard size of the coffin made by ordinary people is one inch bottom, two inches and three inches.

The heaven here is the coffin lid.

Of course, when you meet a rich person who dies, the size of the coffin that comes to order is different.

It can be made into a two-inch bottom, a four-inch gang, and a six-inch sky, so that the coffin will be more resistant to decay and will be preserved for a longer time.

For those who don't have money, simply brush a layer of paint on the outside of the coffin, and it will be colored.

And the rich people not only have to color the coffin, but also paint the twenty-four filial piety on the coffin to show respect and nostalgia for their deceased relatives!

The color of the coffin is generally divided into two types, red sandalwood and pitch black, which are generally colored according to the wishes of the deceased's family.

The shape of the coffin is divided into two types, one is the kind of rectangular with parallel sides and oblique and straight.

Then there is the big drum cavity around the round head that looks luxurious, and it looks like a drum with a bulging belly, so it is called a big drum cavity.

The yin wooden coffin placed in our house is in the shape of a large drum cavity.

The strange candle flame was reflected on the dark wooden coffin in the center of the ground, making the picture on the coffin seem to be smart.

The strange thing is that on the top of this yin wooden coffin, the painting is not twenty-four filial piety.

I saw a group of demons with teeth and claws, chasing a wonderful naked girl.

The wanton laughter of the evil ghost and the frightened and desperate expression of the girl are about to come out, as if they were real!

In addition to this coffin, there are several long stools on the floor in the room.

On the wall in the center, there is a blackened and yellowed portrait hanging high, which looks like it has been quite a few years!

The portrait is also a young girl, with her hair in a flying bun and a beautiful face, looking at everyone in the room coquettishly.

I was surprised to find that the portrait of the girl on the wall was the woman being chased by the evil spirit on the coffin, but the woman on the wall was wearing a pink gauze dress.

The girl's eyes are smart, fascinating, and what's even weirder is that no matter which angle you look at, she will look at you with affection.

Just as I was watching, my dad walked in from outside.

A gust of wind rose sharply, and the door was slowly "creak!" "It's closed!

Grandpa suddenly pressed my body and knelt down on the head of the gloomy wooden coffin.

There was a large pile of incense ashes on the ground at the head of the coffin, and an incense burner bowl was faintly seen in the ash pile, which was densely filled with leftover incense roots.

Dad handed me a handful of grass incense and motioned for me to incense the wooden coffin.

I shuddered, lit the incense with trembling hands, and stuck it in the bowl of fragrant rice.

The incense head was crackling and jumping happily, splashing everywhere, burning very quickly.

I flapped the ash that splashed on my body, and just thought about standing up.

I heard the coffin lid "creak and quack!" The sound of being pushed away, a thick wisp of green smoke, rose from the gloomy wooden coffin.

The heavy green smoke gathered more and more, and slowly converged into a human figure above the coffin, a human figure that seemed to be very thin!

When Grandpa and Dad saw each other, they knocked their heads on the ground and did not move.

I just stupidly looked at the human figure where the green smoke gathered in a daze, thinking that there was something strange in this coffin!

Suddenly, the green smoke swirled up and circled around me, only to feel that my chest was loosened and my clothes had been torn apart.

There was a sharp pain in my chest, and I rolled all over the ground in pain, as if my heart had been pulled out, and the pain was heart-rending and intolerable.

I looked helplessly at my grandfather and father, but they were as if they were nailed there, their heads on the ground, and they screamed at me in pain, but they didn't even react at all.

Looking at the closed door, I had only one thought, that is, today, no matter what, I want to see what is inside this coffin.

Take a look, where is the blood that Xiaoxiao said?

Resisting the excruciating pain, I struggled to climb to the edge of the coffin and look inside.

But to my great disappointment, the coffin was empty, and there was nothing.

As soon as his chest was loosened, it seemed to have been pierced through a large hole, and it was bubbling outward.

I lowered my head and looked helplessly at my chest, which was frantically gushing out purple-black plasma!

I was frightened and wanted to call my grandfather and father for help, but I found that I opened my mouth at this time, but I couldn't make any sound...

I don't know how much blood I have, but it's always splattering, and it's all over the house...

The pain was gone, and I was like a statue carved there, motionless and watching my blood vent like a fountain.

I don't know how many hours have passed, and the room has been filled with more than a foot of blood, soaking all of us in it.

What made me more and more stunned was, how could I have so much health?

The thick misting plasma on the ground couldn't have been mine alone.

It stopped, and the blood that was gushing out of my chest stopped.

I'm alive? He lowered his head and looked at his chest blankly. I found that the skin was good.

Not only is there no scar at all, but even the mark of the ghost wife the size of a copper coin is gone!

I tried to move, but I couldn't.

I saw that the thick blood on the ground was surging wildly, slowly condensing, condensing into a huge human form.

The green smoke was spurring around the condensed blood, and it kept whistling.

A little bit of solidification, a little bit of being photographed, a life-size purple-red figure appeared in front of me.

The room fell into a deathly silence, and the wisps of green smoke slowly burrowed back into the gloomy wooden coffin.

The swirling yin wind also seemed to weaken a lot, and the crackling incense burned out.

I saw my grandfather slowly stand up, reach out and pick up an axe, and shine on the sculpture made of my blood standing on the ground, "Crackling!" "Keep smashing down.

As the sculpture shattered, a woman dressed in black revealed from within.

Oh my god! This one is definitely the best among women!