The real world.

This is a temple of the Emperor of the City.

It is a temple that Shen Jian found with great difficulty through Concubine Ji Haifei's intelligence network.

Although the temple is broken, it is barely intact.

And there are still many people worshipping.

"The Emperor of the City blesses our children with a good score in the college entrance examination next year."

A middle-aged mother knelt on a futon, holding three incense sticks above her head, chanting incessantly.

"You kid don't say goodbye."

The middle-aged mother saw her child looking left and right beside her, occasionally playing with her mobile phone, frowning and chattering.

"Oh."

The high school student responded and saluted in a proper manner.

Influenced by his family since he was a child, as a young man in the new era, he did not dare to be disrespectful to ghosts and gods, and maintained a sense of awe, but it was only a little.

Most people's attitudes towards these gods and Buddhas are like this.

Reverence, but not reverence.

Shen Jian looked at it expressionlessly.

He had been here since the day after he returned to the real world.

He wants to build the palace of the emperor.

The Chenghuang Temple can be slowly rebuilt, but the Chenghuang Temple needs to set up coordinates first and open a passage between the yang world and the underworld.

Shen Jian's heart moved.

The priestly abilities belonging to King Yama began to spread.

It is not difficult for him to build a temple again as a Yama.

It is rare how to solve all kinds of injustices in this world.

For these, Shen Jian did not intend to pay attention.

His goal is only on paranormal events.

Rumble!

With the spread of a ghostly aura, with the Chenghuang Temple as the center, gusts of yin wind blew.

Shocked to open the store in the morning, the people who came to worship the emperor in the early morning shouted, covering their clothes one after another, or using their hands to block the oncoming dust.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just a demonic wind.

In Shen Jian's eyes, it was clearly a piece of Netherworld Wang Yang hanging upside down for nine days, involved in the temple of the City Emperor.

In the void, a black portal with ripples appeared.

That was the entrance to the Palace of the Emperor.

It's a deeper ghost realm.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if they are ghost hunters who control powerful ghosts, there is no way to enter this space.

Shen Jian was very satisfied.

Strode into the palace of the city emperor.

A few hours later.

He thoroughly perfected the facilities of the City Emperor Palace.

Sitting in the seat dedicated to the emperor of the city, listening to the prayers of the pilgrims, there is a wonderful method in your hand.

In the void, words began to emerge.

"Bless my child with a good score in the college entrance examination."

This is the appeal of the middle-aged mother.

These demands have been brought together in a booklet.

"Prayer Book."

The booklet is condensed, and the title of the book appears on the book cover.

This is one of the magic methods that belong to the Emperor of the City.

Before the City Emperor Hall was ownerless, Shen Jian was the City Emperor here.

Manage the people's wishes of all sizes in Qingshi.

"I'll have to arrange for someone to help me sort through these prayers and gather possible paranormal events."

Shen Jian's heart moved, and he thought of the ghost teacher who served as a supervisor in the eighteenth layer of hell.

Between thoughts.

A prayer of fear reached Shen Jian's side.

Shen Jian looked.

On the futon of the City Emperor Temple, a somewhat old man had a pale face and trembled, constantly sending the deepest prayer in his heart to the City Emperor.

"Lord Chenghuang, if you really have a spirit, you must bless me not to be targeted by those ghosts, I just picked up a marriage book on the road because of curiosity, and there are ghosts staring at me, getting closer and closer day by day, today is the third day, I can feel it, those ghosts are coming tonight."

The man confided.

It's like opening up a taboo topic.

Keep telling the story of what happened these days.

It wasn't until the mood was completely calmed down that he left with a cower.

Inside the Imperial Palace.

Shen Jian spread out the prayer spectrum.

A prayer has emerged.

[Chen Songjiang, address*****, prayer: to live.] 】

……

Coming out of the Chenghuang Temple.

Chen Songjiang only felt that the pressure on his body was not small.

In the past, he did not believe in Buddhism, gods, or ghosts, and thought that worshipping the emperor was just to calm his heart.

But he was cornered.

He worshiped the gods and Buddhas one by one.

Just peace of mind.

Three days ago, on his way home, he saw a wedding book in ancient style, bright and red.

Out of curiosity, he picked it up.

only to find out that the groom above turned out to be his own name.

They were married three days later.

This scared him a lot.

But then I only thought it was a coincidence, and the name was renamed, and it was not taken seriously.

But when I got home, something strange happened.

The marriage letter that he put back in place actually appeared in his bedroom.

After that, no matter how he burns it, this marriage certificate will be restored.

The wedding date above is also getting closer.

He's going crazy.

At half past seven, he dragged himself home tired.

Before the key could be turned, the door opened.

A woman in an apron opened the door, took a pair of slippers from the side and put them on the floor, and without saying anything, turned and went into the kitchen.

After a long time as a husband and wife, redundant communication is saved.

After changing his shoes and sitting on the sofa, Chen Songjiang said with difficulty: "Wife, go back to your hometown to avoid it." ”

There was no sound in the kitchen.

As long as the pots and pans of cooking stir-fry reverberate.

As if expressing her meaning with actions.

Chen Songjiang was a little moved.

What is the meaning of seeing the truth in adversity, what is the meaning of husband and wife are the same forest birds, he is marrying a good wife.

He has said similar things several times in the past few days, but his wife is silent, obviously living and dying with him.

He pulled out his phone.

I looked at the distress post I launched a few days ago.

An answer made his hair stand on end.

"You dare to pick up the marriage book on the side of the road, you have committed a big taboo."

Chen Songjiang hurriedly typed for help: "Please also ask the senior monk for guidance." ”

"That's a marriage letter that hates to marry a woman."

"There used to be a saying that a woman who can't marry at the age of 30 can't be reincarnated after death, in order to marry as soon as possible, the woman who hates to marry will spread the marriage book widely, as long as whoever writes the name and sends the marriage book to it, who can become the groom."

"Of course, there is another theory, they already have a heart for marrying a girl, and they don't want to marry, but they can't resist the wishes of their parents, so they came up with a solution, that is, to kill all the grooms who sent the marriage letters, so that no one dares to marry her."

Seeing this, Chen Songjiang's face changed greatly.

Because only he knows, it's not a rumor.

He really came across a marriage letter that hated marrying a girl.

Whichever possibility was above, he couldn't be blessed.

Can the bride be a human being who can give this kind of marriage letter?

And if it is the second statement, then he is not far from death.

The date on the marriage certificate is today.

Thinking of this, Chen Songjiang's face turned pale, and he typed for help: "Master, is there a way to crack it?" ”

"It's not too late, as long as you don't write your name, it's not a big taboo, just put it back where you are."

Chen Songjiang: ......

"Written? That's fine, put the marriage book into the merit box, and let the hated marriage girl come to the Buddha, and the Buddha will be just with her. ”

Chen Songjiang: ......

The post is getting outrageous at this point.

He put his phone down.

I don't know when, his wife was already standing behind him, and said with a worried face: "It's okay, I see that your face doesn't seem right, do you want to take a break?" ”

"Wife, let's go to the temple tomorrow, just go to eat fast, talk about food."

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Chen Songjiang became.

If it weren't for his wife, he wouldn't have planned to go home tonight.

The more I think about it now, the hairier it becomes.

With a nervous mood, I finished eating and went to bed early.

Maybe he was too nervous to sleep.

After a while, he noticed a strange noise coming from inside the house.

It's a bit like a fingernail scratching on a wooden door.

It's a bit like grinding your teeth.

"Gollum." Chen Songjiang got up and patted the quilt next to him in horror, "Wife, wake up, did you hear any sound?" Wife? Wife, old ......"

Halfway through the shout, he froze in place.

"I'm a single dog, where did I get my wife?!"

At this moment, he felt that his blood was cold.

A cool breath went straight to the Tianling cover from the soles of his feet, and bursts of evil chills surged into his heart.

Because not long ago, he was still eating, chatting, and sleeping with a woman, and the other party comforted him, telling him not to worry too much and just sleep.

The warm picture looks weird and infiltrating at this moment.

Don't worry about Jill, you certainly don't worry about the.

Chen Songjiang was shocked.

I have been single for more than 30 years, and I have always lived alone, when did I have an extra woman in the family.

Who's that?

"Zizizi~"

In the empty house, the clear sound of scratching the door kept ringing.

Chen Songjiang was surrounded by great fear in his heart, and he even forgot to breathe, and a strong feeling of suffocation hit him.

"Hehehe~"

At this moment, a string of quiet women's laughter rang out.

He hurriedly covered the quilt.

Shrunk in it and shivering,

I just hope that these things will abide by the quilt principle.

"At midnight, I'll take your life."

After this sound, all the movement outside disappeared, and there was a deathly silence.

Chen Songjiang gasped for breath, Tong Kong lost focus, and was almost stupid.

Hate to marry a girl.

I really hate to marry a girl!

And the other party came to take his life.

This is the second anecdotal statement.

"It's midnight, it's 12 o'clock." He glanced at his phone and swallowed hard: "There is still an hour." ”

"It turns out that there is really a legend of hating a married girl."

His bowels were blue at this point.

Why did he have to pick up this marriage certificate in the first place, but now it has caused a disaster.

He had a thought in his heart right now.

Run!

He pushed open the bedroom door and tried to leave the place.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open the door outside.

On the door, a scratched claw mark was densely packed.

"It's over, it's over."

He collapsed to the ground.

I threw out the marriage book like crazy.

Before he could catch his breath.

A man's voice came from downstairs.

There was a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Marriage letters? Who was so careless that even this thing was thrown around? ”

"I'll see, huh? Why is the bride's name column blank? Who wrote the marriage letter, so careless? Chen Songjiang, brother, don't worry, I'll come to your door to send you warmth now, and I'm scheduled to attend your banquet. ”