"Hey......" As soon as the woman behind Hao Jingyu spoke, the street lights in the corridor went out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info her face also began to glow, and the sound of 'stomping' stopped abruptly, replaced by a ballad.

The moment the song sounded, the woman stood on tiptoe and walked into the bedroom, the headless ghost's neck spurted out a wave of blood several feet high, and a grimace appeared at the broken neck, that face was the face of the woman outside the door, and the woman's face turned into a white paper, with only a deep blood hole on it, through which you could clearly see the wriggling maggots and white flowers and rotten minced flesh inside.

"Fifteen months, round and round. Lovers on the earth, looking forward to it. The eighteen-year-old girl walks by the river and quietly meets her lover......"

The song is like a ghost crying, sobbing softly, as if intermittent, the listener's scalp is fried, Hao Jingyu's consciousness began to become trance, he seems to see, on the silent mountain road, a welcoming team is lonely forward, a deep clear moon hangs high in the sky, and a line of crows fly under the clear moon, making a babbling crow.

The picture jumped, Hao Jingyu found that he was no longer in the bedroom at the moment, but appeared on a country road, both sides of the path were overgrown with lush weeds, the moonlight was shining on his face, it was very cold, that coldness penetrated deep into the bone marrow, although he was just a bystander, he could clearly feel the real cold.

"The bride sit tight." Four sedan chairmen carrying a bright red sedan chair came from a distance, they walked on the lonely mountain path, and every time they walked a section of the road, they would shout.

No matter how far they went, Hao Jingyu's eyes could always see them, and he felt that the red of the sedan chair was very gorgeous, and that kind of brightness was as bright red as flowing blood, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"The bride sit tight." The four sedan chair men shouted three times in a row, and when they shouted for the third time, a response to them came from the sedan chair, "I'm sitting firm, you guys are faster, I'm going to see my lover......"

The bright red paint on the sedan chair began to change, the red paint on the sedan chair rolled like flowing water, and the festive red robes of the four sedan chair men also began to fade and turn into deep pitch black, with a miserable white character written on it. It wasn't a trick, it was the bride who tore off the red robe with one hand at the same time as the bride responded.

After climbing several hills, their route became more and more remote, and finally they came to a cemetery full of herds.

An old grave had already been dug up, and as soon as the four palanquin men set foot in the graveyard, someone lit a cannonball. An old mother, rubbing a thick foundation, brushed her old face white.

"Welcome the bride." The old mother walked out of the crowd, she held a copper basin in her hand, put it in front of the sedan door, she lit the paper in her hand and put it in the copper basin, turned her head to the person standing in front of the grave, and shouted: "The time has come, please come forward and kick the sedan door." ”

Out of the crowd came an old man in the shape of a withered cadre, he was wearing a red groom's clothes, but it was very discordant and strange that he was wearing a white flower to commemorate the deceased, and he also held the spiritual seat of the deceased in his hand, he walked straight to the sedan chair and kicked the door open.

"The bride gets off the sedan chair and ......" the old mother opened the sedan chair curtain and helped the bride to walk down from the sedan chair, "Be careful of the brazier, don't kick over your yin wealth and longevity." ”

The bride felt that something was wrong, how could there be a marriage that said that the yin is rich and long-lived, only the secret marriage will be like this, she wanted to take off the hijab, but her hand was grabbed by a pair of calloused hands, the old man had a gloomy face, and said: "Since you marry into my family, you must abide by the rules, how can there be a reason to lift the hijab before you worship the church." The old mother also cooperated with the old man, held down the bride's other hand, and dragged the bride to the old grave.

"It's time, come to the church!" I don't know when a Taoist priest walked out of the crowd, the Taoist priest wore a grimace mask on his face, and behind him stood a white-faced descendant, who looked like he was in his early twenties, holding a dagger engraved with charms in his hand, and his eyes were fierce, staring at the bride viciously.

"Worship, the soul of the deceased, kneel and ask the soul of the deceased to return to the grave to get married."

"Who the hell are you? Let me go...... Let go of me......" The bride struggled violently, but she was held down by two strong men and forced to kneel in front of the grave.

"Second worship, the biological mother of the deceased, kneel and invite your mother-in-law to come to see your daughter-in-law, please light it if you are satisfied, and the grave is happy with wax." The Taoist priest was in front of the grave, jumping up and down and swinging his whole body, constantly sprinkling the money in his hand, his words just fell, a strange wind blew in front of the grave, and the paper money burning in the brazier suddenly swirled and fell on the three white waxes on the grave to ignite the white wax.

"Three bows, the deceased husband first, kneel and ask the deceased husband to lift the hijab and take the bride into the cave room." The Taoist priest shouted loudly and motioned for the old man to lift his hijab.

"Hehe...... "Hehe the old man let out a dry laugh from his mouth, he walked to the grave, first pretended to be a woman's voice, and said, "Son, today is the day of your marriage, why don't you hurry up and lift your hijab." Then he pretended to be a male voice and said, "Wife, I'll lift the hijab for you." ”

After that, he walked in front of the bride, directly grabbed the bride's hijab, ripped it off, and said: "The bride is here, the bride is here, the bride doesn't cry or make trouble, enter the cave room......"

When the hijab was lifted, the bride finally saw that she was standing in front of the old grave, and the coffin buried in the old grave was coated with a new layer of red paint, and it was obvious that the larger skeleton in the coffin was her mother-in-law, and there was a baby's skeleton in the abdomen of the corpse, that is, her husband, and the coffin was her new house.

"What are you going to do? I don't know you....."

The old man didn't speak, but smiled coldly and said: "What do you mean by not knowing, you are the daughter-in-law of my Tao family, my son has just turned twenty years old today, you can marry him, it is your blessing." ”

Then he walked into the sedan chair and took out a very small coffin under the sedan chair seat, and when he opened the coffin, there was only a piece of paper on which were written the birthdays of her and the groom. The old man burned the white paper in the brazier, and the priest nodded.

"Like a cave room, ......" As the Taoist priest shouted, the white-faced Xiaosheng behind him rushed directly to the bride, raised the dagger in his hand and sent the dagger straight into the position of the bride's heart by one point.

"Yes...... It's you! ”

"It's me, only if I kill you, your wedding will be perfect!" It doesn't seem surprising that he and the bride know each other.

"Enter the cave room, ......" the Taoist priest sang again, Xiao Sheng pulled out a dagger, pushed the bride into the coffin, and said: "Nail the coffin to death, close the doors and windows for the newlyweds." ”

Hao Jingyu looked at everything that happened in front of him, when the dagger was suddenly inserted into the bride's heart, he could actually feel the pain, his eyes looked through the red coffin, as if he saw the bride who was not dead, because of suffocation and gradually stopped struggling, and even her blood stained the coffin red into the bones of a long-dead corpse.

Unconsciously, as if he had become the bride in the coffin, he could clearly see that his flesh was rotting, countless strands of hair suddenly came out of the coffin and pierced into his rotting flesh, and he could even see a headless female corpse dressed in white, pressing on his body.

"Suffered......" Hao Jingyu suddenly woke up, his eyes saw everything in the bedroom again, and the headless ghost's hair had already wrapped around him, stretched into his mouth and nose, and even the grimace on his neck was gradually sticking to his face.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Hao Jingyu directly sprayed the blood on the tip of his tongue on the body of the headless female ghost. The killing intent was released from his heart, and his whole body erupted with endless killing intent again, and the murderous aura was like a blazing light, directly melting the ghost hair of the headless ghost.

The ghost rumor stopped, and now that he had woken up, the ghost's trick of bewitching was naturally useless.

The headless ghost who was sprayed with blood on the tip of her tongue kept rolling on the ground, and her body was broken, which also showed her appearance before she died.

"It turned out that someone chopped off his head......" Hao Jingyu sneered, he first came to the woman, bit his middle finger and pointed it in front of the woman's forehead, knocked it out with one palm, wrapped the woman's middle finger with an ink fountain line, and then threw her to Yuqing and Xinyu.

The headless ghost and her two ghost slaves leaned together, staring at Hao Jingyu viciously, it was a pity that they were controlled by ghost rumors, and they could still wake up, and they almost succeeded.

"Kill you first, and then I'll go and see what the pen fairy is, I can wonder about my ghost sound, I'm very curious."

A red phantom suddenly swept behind Hao Jingyu, and came directly to the headless ghost and her ghost slave, she did not make a move on Hao Jingyu, but swallowed the three ghosts directly into her stomach.

"You're the bride in the hymn?" Hao Jingyu didn't make a move, he wanted to see what the female ghost wanted to do.

"Am I good-looking?" The female ghost raised her head and smiled lightly at Hao Jingyu, she was really helpless, she was not broken, her current appearance is the appearance of getting married and wearing bridal makeup.

"Am I good-looking?" The female ghost asked again, her eyes suddenly bleeding, and then she pounced on the third girl. The ink fountain line didn't work against her, but as soon as she got close to the third girl, the gossip mirror placed on the ceiling suddenly shot out a golden light and hit her.