Mo Fat Man lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists. He stood up silently and ran around the playground.

The black bear standing on the side didn't say anything, only indifference and ruthlessness in his eyes.

Cycle after cycle, I don't know how this time slipped out of my hands. Night seemed to have fallen early, and the gloomy sky obscured the bright moonlight.

The dark clouds of black pressure, piles and piles of backlog in the air, about to overwhelm people.

It's not what is going to happen today, it's not what is going to happen these days.

『Sumeru Mountain』

In the thick grass, inside the backpack that was originally carried by a soldier:

The woman in the photograph vanished, leaving only a man who was skimming the pocket watch. In this photo, the perspective of the woman is blurred.

looks like a guard, tossing and turning, maybe once obsessed with the Iraqi people. However, for the sake of his career and fame, he abandoned the person he loved the most.

So why do you want to get married? Maybe it's just a chance encounter, or maybe it's a bad relationship formed in a previous life.

Since the time of the archaeology, the woman has died in the accident.

Her wandering soul wanders away from the world, gray and hazy, and the netherworld is not as beautiful as the human world.

She didn't seem to be able to find her way out, glanced at her backpack, and took out the photo of herself before she died.

Everything is telling her, death, you are dead......

There was a glimmer in her blank, blank eyes, but she couldn't make a voice to pour out her pain in her unwillingness to accept reality.

The gray and bleak world, full of wails, wandering rare blue-purple particles floating in the air, these things gave her a sense of belonging. A faint sense of comfort, a faint sense of joy.

These are all ghostly granular substances emitted by the Yin God Stone, which is located in a remote place. The amount of such substances suitable for ghosts is scarce, barely enough to survive.

That was three weeks ago, and that was last week, less than four days ago......

She came down from Mount Meru, walked towards a place in a daze, and saw all kinds of ghosts.

Extraordinary poor people are wrapped in skins and bones, extraordinary soldiers who died in battle drag their mutilated limbs and souls to survive, and so on.

Everything is a species of a new world, and as an alien population, she has an inexplicable sense of belonging.

This is a hesitation that has to be admitted, forced to express in this situation.

Confused, she looked up and saw a red figure floating in the distance.

The shadow didn't look at her with a malicious look, but flew straight at her.

"No...... Why, she's flying towards her! She felt sad in her heart, and she didn't feel a good feeling in her heart.

But she couldn't stop her instinctive fear, and spread her legs and ran not far away.

For a newcomer to the "treasure land", naturally not as familiar as the "host" here. There was no way she could escape from her clutches.

A festive red wedding dress with a red silk cloth on her head. This kind of ancient people's clothing, that delicate handmade silk is by no means a symbol that ordinary people can use as a cover for their heads.

She stepped on a pair of three-inch golden lotus cloth shoes, and she was only one meter tall and in her early sixties. The head was slightly lowered, and the face was hidden under the silk red cloth.

A cold wind sneered, and she sneered, not like a brass bell, but like an old woman's wicked laughter.

Her slightly drooping head slowly lifted, her chapped palms sallow and black mixed with them. These hands slowly lifted her "veil".

But it's like a mirror, why is this person so similar to her!

"How is it possible, how can I ...... Who are you! I want to go home, I want to go back! She couldn't help but wail.

"Haha...... Go back, I've never seen anyone go back from the netherworld, and now I have some ideas, so I don't want it. ”

The woman in period costume stepped forward, her hand on her neck.

"Good boy...... Listen to me, we're just here to play a game, hahaha~"

"Let go of me! Why do I feel ...... I can't do it......"

The woman in ancient costume was originally named Fengyuan, and her name was Li Fengyuan.

How this happened, maybe we have to go back to the past......

Feng Yuan changed her clothes and accessories to Li Fengyuan, and changed her body, fading the wedding dress she had hated for a long time.

And Li Fengyuan replaced her and was forced to wear the restrained wedding dress.

She felt a little uncomfortable, there seemed to be a viscous liquid flowing in the wedding dress, and she was too disgusted to speak.

Just the tiny cloth shoes, the wide soles of her feet restrained them, and there was a twist.

"Good luck, the game has just begun. Hopefully you can stick to the past. Ha ha! Feng Yuan flew away in one step, leaving an afterimage in mid-air.

"I'll ...... What a man! These things can't be the clothes worn by dead people......" She was stunned for a moment, and slowly recalled that that guy was a ghost!

This garment is a hundred years old, and it is worn by the dead......

"Feng Yuan...... Feng Yuan ~ Feng Yuan ......"

A moment later, a sound echoed in mid-air, and a man on a black steed walked not far away.

He was wearing a red robe and a lot of jewelry. His hands took hold of the reins, and he stopped for a moment.

But he is also clear-eyed, good-looking, and stands close to his body in a robe. The white skin seems to be fresh and white after being soaked in water.

"Feng Yuan, can you go back with me?" He looked towards Li Fengyuan.

Li Fengyuan's head was buried under the red cloth, and such a tight red cloth could see the outside from the inside, but the outside could only dimly see the inside.

"It seems that he is still a handsome guy...... This! Li Fengyuan muttered, a slight flush on her face.

Although she has been married to Shi Qiu Qiu for half a year, she lived in the same house for a while when she was newly married.

It can even be said that the two of them are a fake couple, and the next day they scattered and ran away.

When Qiu Qiu received the order to return to the army, she defied the public opinion and disobeyed her parents' wishes and married a soldier. Later, she devoted herself to archaeology and died unexpectedly during her second archaeological expedition......

She was pulled on her horse by the man and rode away.

"Hold my waist and don't fall down~"

The warm greeting turned cold for a moment, and Li Fengyuan gently touched his cold "body" with her hand.

It was as if his hand had touched a piece of ice, cold as if he had been electrocuted, and he withdrew his hand.

"What's wrong?" His head turned slowly, and bones writhed with a creak.

His head turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and his cold eyes seemed to look at a dying prey......

"Ah~ah!!" Li Fengyuan just understood a little bit, this is the netherworld, not the yang realm!

She smacked the man in the face with her hand, and the crisp sound accompanied the skull as it flew away. Falling not far away, the head flew into the air, looked at her with disdain, and said with words in his mouth:

"You're naughty again...... On my wedding day, kill all those bandits and I'll clean you up! ”

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