This year is approaching, and the Luo family wants to settle this matter as soon as possible, and cannot delay it until Chinese New Year's Eve.

The next day, he invited the Taoist priest who did the practice and counted the hours. The underworld marriage is not a happy event, the red and white etiquette is mixed and intertwined, the Taoist priest sent both sides of the door sticker, usually both sides of the underworld marriage are ghosts and ghosts, this time the Luo family is different, Luo Qingyun is a little girl who dances the spoon to marry the ghost, but it is not common.

In the past few days, Luo Qingyun has been locked in the room, and the food delivered has not moved, she sat quietly against the wall, looking at the busy figure outside the door with dull eyes. The concubine of Luofu will be married to the underworld, and she doesn't want to make a noise about it, everything is quietly preparing in full swing. The maids have been busy with this matter these days, and they have secretly discussed it in private, and they all think it is very terrifying, and no one dares to say anything more, for fear of angering those spirits.

The man is the second son of Lord Kyung Zhao Yin Song. He was the same age as Luo Qingyun, and died of a serious illness half a year ago. The door is right, and the Song Luo family is very satisfied, so they get the dragon and phoenix post.

Jing Zhaoyin's Lord Song quietly sent a real silk ruler and some gold and silver treasures the night before, in addition to the papier-mâché skin, cotton, clips, a single piece of clothing, two pairs of brocade boxes, earrings, bracelets, rings and hairpins. Tomorrow is the time of the wedding and burial, and the wedge of Hai Shi has just been struck, and they arrange for their subordinates to burn it in front of Luo's house.

The woman wrapped Luo Qingyun's clothes and a handful of hair in a white cloth and sent them to the man's grave at the same hour to be burned.

Overnight, the Shen family sent a wedding dress, Luo Qingyun watched the maid put the clothes on her, in the past few days, she begged, resisted, and it was useless to cry hoarsely. Now, Luo Haoxuan can't resist Mrs. Luo, and the only person in Luo Mansion who cares about her no longer speaks, and she looks at all this with a dead heart.

Because of this matter, he didn't want to make a big deal, the Luo family filled the courtyard with ten tables of banquets tonight, and the Taoist priest solved the formation of his subordinates in Luo Mansion ten years ago a few days ago, if it weren't for this, the ghost son-in-law of the Luo family would not be able to enter.

The dishes at the banquet are all cold, four cold fruits, four cold dishes, four meat dishes, four sour fruits, as well as steamed buns and flower rolls. These things are not for people, there are ten tables in Luo Qingyun's garden, and the tables and round stools are covered with white cloths, and the maid puts the prepared paper figures in front of the table and avoids them early. These feasts are for the pleasure of the wandering spirits.

The red and white letters were both pasted in front of the door, and it was late at night, and after the two sides burned the paper money and psychic talismans, it was time for her to meet the ghost husband for the first time. But to say that the cave room will wait for the rooster to crow three times tomorrow morning, dig up the grave of the son of the Song family, and bury Luo Qingyun's tomb before it can be considered a ceremony. Shen hoped that the matter would be settled tonight, but the time calculated by the Taoist priest was tomorrow, and she naturally knew that there was no need to rush for a while.

Luo Qingrong felt that tonight was gloomy, so he hid in the Shen family's dormitory early, and Luofu was not allowed to pick up the lights all night, except for the red and white lanterns in the annex where Luo Qingyun lived, and the lights were bright at the moment.

Luo Qingyun sat on the bed, all the fear and vulnerability became more intense at this moment, her stiff hands tightly grasped the string of Buddhist beads, trembling.

In the middle of the night, the chill became more and more obvious, she seemed to hear the sound of small and broken noises coming from outside the door, she curled up against the depths of the bed, it was dark outside, he could see countless blurred outlines, she swallowed a mouthful of spit, her throat was crying painfully these days. Everything seemed clearer in front of her, and she could see that there were already many ghosts eating the food prepared on the table. She knew that it was not a hallucination, she closed her eyes in embarrassment, and the feeling of fear instantly rushed to her heart, she didn't even dare to make a sound, and her breathing became cautious.

No one in Luofu will come to her villa tonight, the maids and family members are forced one by one, and they have already hidden in the room to put out the lights, and no one in Luofu can sleep at this moment, and they all listen to the sound outside the door with trepidation. She seemed to be abandoned by everyone, the corners of her eyes flashed, cold tears slipped down her neck, she slowly opened her eyes, but she saw a pair of eyes looking at her in the gap outside the window.

Her underwear had long been wet with sweat, and her heart was cold inch by inch, and she looked at the pair of jet-black pupils outside the window and door but didn't dare to scream, and her ears were buzzing. Some ghosts are usually formed by the last breath of a person, most of them have no thoughts, they don't remember the events of their past lives, they eat food when they see it, they are usually irritable and harmful, and these ghosts will be caught if they encounter the ghosts of the underworld. There are also some ghosts who are usually called unjust ghosts, they have a deep grudge or their wishes are not fulfilled, so they stay in the yang world and do not want to leave, they are resentful, they remember the events of their past lives, and they will not leave until their wishes are fulfilled.

And at this moment, most of the ghosts outside this garden are the first kind, and at this moment, they saw Zhou Yiran in the house glowing with light, so they gathered one by one to look at her through the doors and windows. But today is the eve of the wedding, and only her ghost husband can enter the magic circle of the Taoist priest.

Her chest was suffocated, and her eyes were tightly closed! She didn't dare to look at the pair of cold bottomless eyes at the crack in the door, tears glistened on her fair face, and she couldn't help but let out a sobbing in her throat, and suppressed the sound again.

There seemed to be a cool breeze in her ears, she held her breath and held her breath, the coolness on her back spread all over her body, and the black shadows around her blocked the light, blowing gently against her face.

The cold meaning is like the wind mixed with fine snow in the cold winter wax moon, which makes her cool to the bone marrow. Raw and weak, the last bit of strength she had.

He's coming!!! Right here for her at the moment.

"Hey!" The ghost's voice came to her ears.

Her arm didn't know what was cold, she quickly put it away, subconsciously looked over, and then screamed in fright. She didn't dare to make any noise all night, but now she couldn't help it anymore.

"Ahh When many people who were close to heard this, they were so frightened that they tightened their nests and trembled next to each other.

The man in front of him was blue and purple, his eyes were drooping blankly, and his eyes were still faintly blue. The blood glittered from the corners of his mouth on his pale face, and at this moment, he was crouching on the side of her face, his head tilted, only an inch away from her.

Luo Qingyun crawled behind her in a panic, trembling timidly, she put the Buddha beads on her forehead, and silently recited the Buddha mantra in her heart.

Seeing her react like this, the ghost said with some disappointment, "Why didn't you faint?" ”

Luo Qingyun naturally ignored him, she closed her eyes and didn't look at it, but she still clenched the Buddha bead a little tighter, the ghost squinted her eyes slightly, looked at her, and sneered: "Your magic weapon is useless to me!" He took a step forward, Luo Qingyun could feel the cold air getting closer and closer, the ghost stuck in front of her, and poked her with his finger: "Hey, open your eyes!" ”

The first time she was touched by a ghost, the cold fingers were really on her shoulder at the moment, and the blood on her shoulder seemed to be flowing backwards, and she couldn't hide from it today.

After a long time, she stammered back, "Can you not scare me!" ”

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Good! ”

Luo Qingyun took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. She saw that the ghost was also wearing a dark red wedding robe at the moment, and slowly raised his eyes, at this moment he had become the same as he was when he was alive, his face was bloodless, white and almost transparent, he was the same age as her, with thick eyebrows and dark eyes, and a straight nose. It's just that there is no light in his eyes, and Luo Qingyun pointed to the blood stains on his lips.

He was stunned, his dark eyes with a hint of a smile, he wiped the red on his lips with his hand evilly, and looked at her: "Why is there light on you?" ”

Luo Qingyun shook his head, a flash of surprise flashed on the ghost's face, and he chuckled: "This light is so beautiful, no wonder those guys outside the door are lying in front of the window to look at you!" With that, he glanced coldly out of the window, and a chill dissipated, and the ghosts that had been gathered dissipated in an instant. He turned his head: "However, you woman is really bold, usually I become the appearance of Fang Cai, and the ordinary daughter's family has long been frightened!" He smiled wickedly, looking at her like a joke.

Luo Qingyun looked at the man in front of him, he was ethereal and handsome, his facial features looked very distinct, and his thin lips always opened and closed with a wicked smile. It's just that his skin is too pale, if it weren't for that, Luo Qingyun wouldn't have realized that the man at this moment was not human!

"Are you fascinated by this childe?" He asked with a smile, stretched out a pair of white hands, and shook them in front of her.

She calmed down a little and asked timidly, "Won't you hurt me?" ”

A smile tugged at his lips: "You'll be my lady in a few hours!" ”

Luo Qingyun never refused to accept this secret marriage, her expression was slightly cold, and there was a helpless wry smile on her lips: "Oh! ”

Immediately, he smiled lazily: "You must have been forced, otherwise why would you marry a dead man like me!" ”

She raised her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes: "Can you let me go?" He seemed to be pleading.

"This is not my choice, it's too late for you to regret it, as long as you don't bury your clothes and graves with me tomorrow, we won't be considered husband and wife!" His thick eyebrows furrowed, and his laugh was hearty: "But unfortunately, you can't do it!" I can't do it either! ”