There is a kind of house in the world where the door is always half open and half closed. People who don't know about it just feel a little deserted around the house. And those who really know how to do it will try to avoid it.

This kind of house is called an empty house. And I happen to be the owner of one of the empty houses.

My name is Zhao Mang, I was born ordinary, I have neither yin and yang eyes, nor can I be psychic. And the reason why I lived in the empty house was because I crashed into a wedding between the living and the dead. At the wedding, I saw things that I shouldn't have seen.

After graduating from university a few years ago, I never found a job, and I have been living in my roommate Xue Qian's house. Their home is at the junction of urban and rural areas, and the house is a bit old, but there is finally a place to stay.

At lunch that day, Xue Qian told me: Lao Zhao, you have to spend the night outside tonight. There's something going on in my house.

I froze for a moment, then showed an expression that I understood. I patted Xue Qian's shoulder and said with a smile: Pay attention to your body.

Xue Qian smiled and did not speak. I don't know why, but I always felt that his smile was a little forced.

In the evening, I requisitioned his broken bicycle. After a brief explanation, he rode away.

Xue Qian still instructed behind me: Come back at dawn, don't be too early.

I rode my bicycle around the city until dark, and then found an Internet café, intending to play overnight, only to find out that my ID card was forgotten at Xue Qian's house. I called him, but no one answered.

I muttered in my heart, Lao Xue, Lao Xue, I don't want to break your good deeds. But I can't help it, I have to go back and get something.

Xue Qian's family lives on a very narrow north-south street, and the streets are lined with locust trees, forming a locust forest. These trees are said to be at least three hundred years old and flourish. The canopy of trees tangled together in mid-air. It's like building a pergola, and people walk underneath it, even during the day it's a little dark, and at night, it's so dark that you can't see your fingers.

I lit it up with my phone, and with a little light, I barely pedaled the bike.

Suddenly, I felt a cold wind blowing, which made me shiver, and then the bike sinked violently. It's like a puncture.

I jumped off my bike and checked it out, but I didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

I scratched my head, flipped into the car, and walked forward. But when I rode again, I always felt that something was wrong. The bike seemed to be a lot heavier than before, and I struggled to pedal it. The bicycle creaked, and it was louder than before.

I rode for a while, felt the two handlebars be so cold that I ended up having to put my sleeves under my palms.

Fortunately, Xue Qian's house will arrive soon. I rode crookedly to the gate of their house.

At this time, I noticed that there were two big red lanterns hanging on the gate of Xue Qian's house, and candles were burning inside. A red glow shines near the gate.

I couldn't help but think it was funny: just bring a girl to the house, and even hang the red lantern? I don't know, I thought you got married today. I guess it's another trick to make an ignorant girl happy.

I looked around and shook my head, thinking to myself: it's all black around. Only your house is lit with red lanterns, so the contrast is not fun at all, but a little weird. Anyway, what age is this, and which lantern is still lit?

I parked my bike at the door and was about to knock on it. Suddenly glanced back. I saw a cardboard box on the saddle.

I was stunned: Huh? Where did this box come from?

I could see clearly when I pushed the cart, there could be no such box. Who put it on me? When was it put on?

I didn't think much of it, and opened the box casually. There were stacks of things inside, and I don't know what they were. Wrapped in red paper, the yard is neat.

I casually opened a pack. Suddenly a cold sweat broke out: it was a dark coin. A box of Stygian coins. I shuddered and knocked over the bike. The box flipped down and poured all the coins at the gate of Xue Qian's house.

Suddenly, a whirlwind erupted. The dead coins on the ground were scraped up alive and flew all over the sky, as if they were scattering paper money.

I was too scared to speak. watched as the stygian coins flew up, fell again, and scattered all over the ground.

I stood in the middle of the coin and froze, then kicked the box away.

At this time, the dark coins were scattered on the ground, and it seemed that something was buried, fiery red, like an invitation. I swallowed and foamed, and at first glance I tossed aside the paper money on the floor, and then picked up the invitation.

The invitation card had a big word of joy written on it. I opened it and there was only one picture in it.

I took one look at the picture and was speechless.

Because the person in the photo is Xue Qian. The photo is black and white, with only one head, and Xue Qian is smiling peacefully there. This is clearly a posthumous statue.

And on this posthumous portrait, there is a line of small red characters: Hundred Years of Idiot, Xue Jiaerlang. Hundreds of millions of gifts, the right as a dowry.

It dawned on me that I was running into something dirty.

Xue Qian took me away tonight, I'm afraid there is something big.

My head was tingling, and I couldn't care about anything at this time. shook his hand and threw the invitation, turned around and slammed the door hard: Xue Qian, I'm Zhao Mang, hurry up and open the door, something happened.

I smashed it for a while, and there was no movement in it. It's like no one is home at all.

I panicked, could it be that something happened to Xue Qian? It occurred to me that I had a key in my pocket. So he hurriedly found the key and opened the door and entered the house.

When the door lock was opened, in the originally silent night, I suddenly remembered the sound of suona, drums, and firecrackers.

I'm scared to the core. Sit on the ground with a butt. I don't even have the strength to crawl.

I watched as the door slowly pushed open, but there was no one around.

At this time, I heard a woman laughing bitterly in my ear, and then said: "Thank you, little brother, I can't get in without you." You are the matchmaker between me and Xue Lang.

I was so frightened by the sound that I broke out in a cold sweat. I looked like crazy for the source of the sound, but there were only tall locust trees around, waving their teeth and claws in the wind.

A few minutes later, two people came out of the gate. The two men wore fuchsia wedding dresses and walked down the street step by step.

One of them is Xue Qian. His face was extremely pale. And the lips and cheeks were extremely red, as if they had been smeared with rouge.

I looked at Xue Qian dumbfounded. He walked forward in a daze, as if he were sleepwalking. I opened my mouth, so anxious that I forgot how to speak: Where are you going, Xue Qian, where are you going?

The flesh on Xue Qian's face twitched, as if she had experienced great pain. Then he turned his head and said to me with difficulty: Come in, quickly.

At this time, the woman beside Xue Qian turned her head and stared at me viciously. Immediately, the two of them popped and burst into flames. Within a few minutes, it was burned clean.

At the same time, the sound of suona and firecrackers here has also disappeared. All that was left was a pile of paper ashes, paper money all over the floor.

My brain buzzed, and I reacted. Xue Qian and the woman just now didn't seem to be real people, but like paper figures made of paper.

I remembered that when Xue Qian was leaving, my face was full of anxiety and asked me to hurry into the house, I gritted my teeth and struggled to climb to Xue Qian's house.

As soon as I entered the house, I almost fainted. I saw two ropes tied to the beams of the house, and a man and a woman were hanging. They were clearly not dead yet, and were struggling violently.

It is better to see the living than the dead. Even if these two people in front of them are half-dead. I'm also able to calm down a little.

I stood up and got a stool and scissors. It took a lot of trouble. Put these two people down.

When they landed, I was stunned.

One of the old men, I didn't know, was dressed in a Taoist robe, like a Taoist priest. And the other woman is clearly Xue Qian's mother.

I looked at her in surprise: Aunt Xue, aren't you on a business trip?

However, Aunt Xue just glanced at me coldly and got up from the ground.

That's when I noticed. There was a table in the room. There are red candles lit on it, and melons and fruits are placed on it. And in front of the table, there was a kneeling man.

This man is dressed in auspicious clothes. It's clearly in the chapel. It's just that there is only the groom, but not the bride.

I went around to the groom and looked at his face and found that this person was actually Xue Qian.

I was stunned: Why is there Xue Qian here? Yes, yes, eighty percent of what I saw just now were ghosts. That's the real thing.

The old man walked over and patted Xue Qian's head. Xue Qian was still kneeling there motionless, but dark red blood flowed out of the seven orifices.

The old man sighed: It's late, but the soul is still taken away.

Aunt Xue burst into tears. I was standing at a loss when she suddenly came over in a rage, shook her hand and gave me a big slap: It's all your fault. If you hadn't brought that ghost back, how could things have come to this?