At this time, I suddenly felt that whether it was the team to receive relatives or the funeral procession. None of them are people, there is no festivity, and there is no smile on their faces. There is no sadness at the funeral, there is no crying, is this a normal funeral?

It can't be at all, they're not people. I guess how it can make me feel that the street that was deserted just now suddenly came out to pick up relatives and funeral people?

I was standing in the middle of the road between these two teams, holding an umbrella, and no matter how I looked at it, I felt so disobedient.

It felt like a tug-of-war between the two teams, and I was the referee standing in the middle. The only difference is that the two teams are going in opposite directions, not in opposite directions.

I didn't leave, not that I wanted to just stand here and watch, but that my legs were a little weak. It may be that in the afternoon, some of them exploded their physical strength too much, and let themselves collapse a little, and after standing here for a long time, both legs were a little numb.

In front of my eyes, the two in front of me slowly met, and the groom on horseback continued to walk forward. I just stood there watching him, about to crash into the coffin, which was covered with a big red cloth.

In the funeral procession, the person standing at the front is still constantly throwing paper money. One by one, the paper money fell from the sky and landed on the trumpeters on both sides, but they didn't pay attention to the paper money that fell on them and continued to walk forward.

Before the bride reached the coffin, both teams stopped at the same time, and the sound of the horn came to an abrupt end. It's very neat, no one is a minute faster, no one is a second slower, it's comparable to a professionally trained army.

I just stood there and watched, and saw what the hell was going on. However, according to my speculation, the bride that the groom is going to marry is inside the coffin, otherwise how could the coffin be covered with a pure red cloth?

Of course, this is also my guess, and we will have to continue to see how it is.

The bridegroom dismounted, and then came to the front of the coffin. He gently kicked the front of the coffin a few times with his foot, and then tapped his hand on the coffin lid a few times. I don't understand what this means, but I can tell that it should be a custom.

There is only one word that comes to mind—underworld marriage. There are two ways to marry, which are marriage between the dead and the living.

Undead Marriage: That is. In a family, if an unmarried man dies, he will look for a dead unmarried woman to make a couple. After being carefully made up by the mortuary, they were buried together in the earth.

And the second kind of marriage is very rare. After a man and a woman are engaged, after an accident occurs between a woman or a man, this method will be used to complete the marriage.

If a man dies, then a substitute is needed to complete the marriage in place of the woman's dead husband with a human or animal. Subsequently, the woman became the husband and wife of the deceased. But there are very few of them, after all, what is the point of people taking tea and cooling, even if they are married?

Also, the woman died. The man is still obsessed with marrying a deceased woman. This requires the woman to wrap in a red coffin and then send it out of the house with a funeral procession. In the coffin, the woman must wear a red wedding dress and jewelry.

The man can still continue in the way of marrying a wife, and the man cannot go to the woman's house, so he can only pick up the kiss halfway. After taking home, the wedding is completed at midnight, and before dawn, the woman is buried in the ground.

In front of me, it is obvious that this is the last one I said. The woman died for some reason, and the man was reluctant to give up, so he adopted this method to marry the woman's corpse home, which can be regarded as marrying her soul.

There are many people who say: live as your people, die as your ghosts. But there are very few people who really come to do it, and it can be seen that the groom in front of me is really an iron-clad man.

I looked at the lid of the coffin, which was slowly pushed open by the groom. I wanted to look at who was in the coffin, but when I stood on tiptoe to look, I couldn't see the face of the person lying down because of the distance.

While I was trying to find a way to take a look, the groom's hand reached into the coffin. In the coffin, a hand also stretched out, and then grabbed the groom's hand and slowly stood up from the coffin.

"I'll rely on it." I sat on the ground with my legs limp, holding the ground with my hands. This, this kind of secret marriage method of marriage between the living, shouldn't the woman be a dead person? How can you still stand up?

I was a little scared, but I was watching all of this, and I didn't want to miss anything that happened next.

When the woman stood up, I could see her face clearly. That woman turned out to be Yuan Lei.

My eyes were black, and I thought I was going to lie on the ground, but I didn't expect to be caught directly. When I opened my eyes, I saw the bridegroom holding my waist.

What kind of bloody plot is this? Didn't the bridegroom take the bride's hand over there? How can you hold my waist? Alas, no, why is this white spirit flag on top of my head?

When I shook my mind, I found myself standing in the coffin. And the car is the people standing, the spirit flags, the mourning sticks, and the paper money slowly falling from the air.

I wanted to speak, but I couldn't. I looked at the groom in front of me with some nervousness, I'm a man, what are you doing here? Even if I have unique tastes, don't like me, right?

The groom had a lot of strength and took me directly into his arms, and I couldn't resist at all. I could only let the groom walk me towards his sedan chair.

Mother, son is sorry for you. I'm sorry kid! I married a man, and my son is not filial!

I cried in my heart, and in a moment, I saw that I was wearing clothes that were not the same as I had been at the beginning. It was a red dress, and I looked at myself through the bride's eyes, only to see that his depth was pitch black, and I could see nothing.

This bridegroom can't be treating me like a bride, is he? I am a man, not a woman. I secretly complained in my heart, and I secretly regretted that I had not listened to the old man, and I had known that I should not have appeared on the night of the full moon.

No, that's when I realized. I'm exposed to the moon right now, why don't I feel my heartache? Am I dead?

I was a little scared, so I was put into the sedan chair by the groom without any resistance. After he put me away and let me sit in the sedan chair, I took a thorough look at the clothes on my body, which were indeed the red of the special mother, this is a special wedding dress.

If my mother had known, I was now wearing a wedding dress and married to a man. I guess my mom will abandon me so as not to lose her face. And my dad will definitely chase me and say, "I'll kill you little rabbit cub and marry a man." ”