The sky was overcast, and there was dead silence all around.

Xie Chen stood in front of a three-story ancient house.

The vision is slightly blurred.

He held a rusty pocket watch in his hand.

"What is this place?"

"I should have been cleaning my grandfather's old house just now..."

Xie Chen covered his head, and while his head was swollen and painful, his eyes also fell on the old pocket watch in his hand.

It seems that it was because I opened this pocket watch that I appeared here.

Xie Chen shook his head and flicked his thumb again.

Bite.

The lid pops open.

[Congratulations to the Chosen One, welcome to the world of weird talk.] 】

What you need to do is to follow the rules given by the world of strange tales until you clear the level. 】

[Otherwise, you will be trapped here forever, and the cycle repeats.] 】

[And your beloved relatives and friends in reality will also be here and will always be with you. 】

Xie Chen's face was stunned, and he was a little confused about the situation for a while.

Are you really in the world of weird talk?

"No kidding..."

Xie Chen gritted his teeth and raised the rusty old pocket watch in his hand, wanting to smash it to end this ridiculous dream.

But then a cool breeze came from his back.

A hoarse, shrill voice followed.

"The next generation, it's all here, why don't you go in?"

Xie Chen couldn't believe that there were still people in this place, and immediately looked back.

But the street behind him was very quiet, and there was not even half a figure.

Xie Chen wondered, could it be that the voice came from that house?

Just as Xie Chen turned around again.

A short paper figure just pressed his face to his face.

Its features are blurred, but its heavy makeup is messy.

Xie Chen's heart groaned, and the whole person was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

The paper figure was followed by a group of even shorter, white-faced paper figures, carrying lanterns and gongs and drums in their hands.

It looks very much like a ghost.

"What's going on with you in this afterlife?"

"Could it be that the old woman and I are not satisfied with this family business?"

Xie Chen stared at the paper matchmaker who came out of the paper, and his mouth trembled for a while.

The paper matchmaker tilted her head sideways, and when she saw that Xie Chen didn't say a word, she let out a hideous laugh.

Then he floated towards the dust of the pavilion.

The chaotic face was reflected more and more clearly in Xie Chen's pupils.

Xie Chen watched as its papier-mâché face began to crack, tearing into a bloody mouth.

Black blood dripped down the corners of its mouth, and its originally short body rose nearly two meters in an instant.

Xie Chen was full of horror, and he couldn't even roll and climb with him, and the whole person had already come to the inner courtyard of the ancient house, and the paper matchmaker also stopped her movements when she saw this.

The whole body immediately shrank back and returned to its original appearance.

"Forget it."

"No matter how you choose in this future life, it is up to the family to decide, whether you want to live or die, whatever you want."

"Anyway, you're a good husband, I've already brought it to them."

The paper matchmaker's whole head was crooked one hundred and eighty degrees, and the corners of her mouth were almost at the root of her ears.

Another cool breeze blew.

An invitation wrapped in red paper was thrown by her in front of Xie Chen.

obviously fell towards the ground, but in the blink of an eye, it came to Xie Chen's hands.

When he looked up, the paper matchmaker and the group of white-faced paper people all disappeared without a trace.

In fact, what Xie Chen didn't know was that before he could recover, a piece of paper the size of a person floated to the second floor of the ancient mansion.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he was facing the gate of the ancient mansion again.

Only this time, he was already in the inner courtyard, only a few steps away from the gate of the ancient mansion.

In less than a few minutes, Xie Chen's heart had already been turned upside down.

He squinted at the red invitation in his hand, and after putting the pocket watch in his pocket, he slowly opened the paper envelope on it.

It was stained with white wax and a note inside.

【Premarital Rules】

[You will play the role of a son-in-law who is about to get married, please follow the relevant rules three days before the wedding ceremony, and solve all the troubles to ensure that you are still alive the next day of the candle night in the cave room.] 】

[Rule 1: As a husband and wife, completing the wedding and smoothing the cave house is the top priority, don't let other things distract you, remember! It's going to make you unable to do anything. 】

[Rule 2: There is a three-day preparation period for the wedding, and before the wedding, a series of items such as red candles, wedding dresses, window paper, braziers, red sedan chairs, and golden hairpins should be prepared in advance, which determines whether the wedding can be carried out normally. 】

[Rule 3: Always be clear that this is preparing for the wedding, if there is a person from the white shop who comes to sell shrouds and longevity, please drive him away immediately! ] On a happy day, there can be no such bad things. 】

[Rule 4: Mother-in-law has been working hard for your wedding, even if she looks a little haggard, it is normal, as a son-in-law, you should help her unconditionally, not make trouble for her. 】

[Rule 5: Don't care what others say, everything is fake, you and your fiancée are very affectionate, even if there are occasional quarrels, it is normal, please be a humble and good husband, don't let anything affect the relationship between you. 】

[Rule 6: If you have a series of symptoms such as dizziness and tinnitus, remember that you are just overworked, and you should go back to your room immediately and sleep for an hour, and you will be safe. 】

[Rule 7: The room is not necessarily safe, please pay attention to your own safety when resting in the room.] 】

[Rule 8: The wife's boudoir is on the second floor, the marriage room is also on the second floor, the third floor only has the mother-in-law's room, and the maidservant and the housekeeper's room are on the first floor. 】

Xie Chen gasped, this rule made him a little doubtful, whether this was a wedding or not.

The rules say that there will be people who shop for white things, but there was obviously not a single pedestrian on the street just now, let alone a shop.

And if it's really a wedding, how can there be people from the white shop who come to the door to ask for it?

Or is there really a possibility that in your own eyes this is a wedding, but in the eyes of others, it is ......

Xie Chen didn't dare to think about it further.

He looked at the wooden door of the ancient mansion only a few steps away, and although his heart was very entangled, he finally decided to open it.

But when he reached out and knocked on the door, there was a knock on the door at the same time.

Knock knock.

Xie Chen's hand was stunned in mid-air, and the whole person took several steps back for a while.

Squeak.

The wooden door of the old house was gently pushed open.

What caught my eye was a slender old man, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but so lifeless that he was only skinny and boneless.

Before the wooden door opened, Xie Chen had already made enough mental preparations, so that he would not be startled by this person.

The skinny-looking old man looked Xie Chen up and down expressionlessly, and even the movement of raising his head slightly seemed to take him most of his strength.

It wasn't until he saw the red invitation in Xie Chen's hand that he smiled slightly, but said with a cold face: "Come in, uncle." ”

Xie Chen frowned and stepped into the door, the old man's last sentence was very long.

The environment of the ancient house is very cold, and I can't see the slightest lively and festive appearance.

It's just that there are a lot of white candles, but it makes the whole ancient house a little gloomy.

"Old servant, I am the steward of our family, and my uncle can tell me anything in the future."

The old man walked in front of Xie Chen, and said in his hoarse voice.

Xie Chen replied with a heavy heart, but in the next second, he almost hit the back of the old steward.

I saw this guy standing in place, raising his thin hand and pointing not far from the corner of the fork.

"Uncle, it will be your room from now on."

Xie Chen looked in the direction pointed out by the old man, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

There is only one room at the end of the dark and narrow passageway, and his name is clearly engraved on the sign at the door.

Bright red.

Thinking that his room in the rules is not necessarily safe, Xie Chen's body was followed by goosebumps.

When he looked back, he laughed wickedly.

The old steward in front of him in a suit and leather shoes is now wearing a red hijab and a wedding dress, fluttering from top to bottom.

The withered hands stretched out from the red wedding dress and were caressing towards Xie Chen's cheeks.

Xie Chen took a few steps back in shock, and shouted directly in fright.

It's just that his mouth is covered by a thin palm.

Xie Chen looked fixedly, and the old steward stared at him with straight eyes.

A finger was placed on his mouth, signaling the hush of Xie Chen.

Xie Chen shook off the old man's hand and took a few steps back again, the wedding dress on the old man's body just now was definitely not an illusion!

But......

Xie Chen stared at the old steward in front of him, but he said in a low voice: "When Madame is here, you'd better not yell at it." ”

"Ma'am?"

The old steward nodded, then pointed behind him with his finger and said, "Madame is waiting for you in the main hall, you can go by yourself." ”

Xie Chen was a little hesitant, this mother-in-law in the rules should not have much of a problem.

But there are no absolutes, and Xie Chen still walked towards the main hall of the ancient mansion nervously.

The main hall of the ancient house is obviously much brighter than the corridor just now.

There is no longer the clammy and cold feeling that I had before.

And it also has a slight smell of sandalwood.

Xie Chen's own head was dizzy, and after arriving at this main hall, this feeling eased a little.

A young woman in a white cheongsam leaned against a long table in the main hall with her arms crossed.

Hearing the footsteps of Xie Chen, she also spoke.

"I was surprised that you dared to come."

"But I still say the same thing, our family Xinxin is not worthy of you poor boy."

"Get out of here."

Xie Chen froze in place.

This...... What's going on?

[Rule 4: Mother-in-law has been working hard for your wedding, even if she looks a little haggard, it is normal, as a son-in-law, you should help her unconditionally, not make trouble for her. 】

But now this situation obviously doesn't match this rule.

The dust was like a fish in her throat, and when she was about to think about how to speak, the young woman in the cheongsam spoke again.

It's just that this time the voice is much softer than before.

"You still have to prepare everything for the wedding ceremony in the past few days, and it hasn't been prepared yet."

"Remember to let the fifth uncle take you with you, it's more convenient."

In just two sentences, Xie Chen was completely overwhelmed.

So should I get out of here, or should I get ready?

Is this marriage going on or not?

The young woman turned around, and in her arms lay a doll with half of her head crooked, her face several cuts, and half of her eyes already empty.

Even the cotton is through, but he still keeps smiling.

As soon as the woman's eyes met Xie Chen's, the irrepressible anger in her eyes also gushed out.

It's as if you have blown up a powder keg when you see the dust.

The mild attitude of saying those two sentences just now is also gone, and it has become almost the same as the attitude at the beginning.

The woman slapped the table and scolded at Xie Chen: "Don't get out of here!" ”

"How many more times do you want me to say it?!"

Xie Chen gritted his teeth, looked at the woman with a somewhat hideous face, and his thoughts turned quickly.

How exactly should this rule be followed?

The surrounding walls began to twist like curved sheets of white paper.

Two bloody tears appeared in the eyes of the young woman in the cheongsam, and her hands grabbed her cheek.

For a moment, the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Why are you still here!"

"Why don't you get out yet!"

"You killed her, you killed my daughter!"

"You'll have to bury her too!"

The woman threw away the tattered doll in her arms and screamed hysterically at the dust.

Xie Chen's head moved, and the woman's voice was like a steel needle piercing his head.

There was a fishy smell in the main hall of the entire ancient house, as if something had rotted and drained pus.

Xie Chen, who was panting heavily, couldn't help but feel a wave of overturning in his stomach, so he had to immediately cover his mouth and nose with his hands.

Prevent yourself from throwing it out.

Xie Chen endured the discomfort and rushed out of the hall, and checked one by one at the corner where the old housekeeper had stopped, and then found the second bathroom on the left-hand side.

Bang!

It wasn't until the bathroom door was closed by Xie Chen's hand that the stench and the chaotic sense of the ancient house disappeared completely.

The woman didn't seem to follow.

Xie Chen leaned against the washstand, gasping for breath, and the more he pondered the lady's words, the more outrageous he felt.

I haven't even seen her daughter, so why do you say that I killed her daughter?

Damn, let yourself prepare things, and let yourself roll up and get out, then this is a fart, just stay here for the rest of your life and can't be born.

She's still busy with her wedding, and she's still haggard, haggard.

Wrong!

Xie Chen patted his head as if he suddenly thought of something.

Haggard, if the mother-in-law who can be seen is not the mother-in-law.

Could the doll closest to the mother-in-law be the real mother-in-law?

Then the woman who went crazy when she met was probably part of the strange story.

I think so, but there is no way to confirm my guess.

Xie Chen straightened up, but followed by a handstand.

There was a cold breath behind him, as if someone was snorting at the back of his neck.

Until the eyes met the bronze mirror of the washstand.

Behind him was a red-clothed bride wearing a hijab, hugging him like this.

I don't even notice it.

Hee-hee-hee.

The sound of frolicking laughter reached Xie Chen's ears, and even if he was covered with goosebumps, he still had no strength to move.

The bride's hand grabbed Xie Chen's head, and the entire bathroom was splashed with blood.

Her entire head was pulled in her hands and played, and the sticky plasma clinged to it, making her wedding dress appear even more bright red.

Xie Chen's eyes widened, but he had already lost consciousness.

The scene before her was blurring, and the bride leaned down as if to gnaw on her own corpse.

Tick... Tick...

The line of sight slowly cleared, and Xie Chen endured the pain all over his body and opened his eyes.

"It's ...... Did you fail to pass? ”

"Or are you having nightmares again..."

Xie Chen's hands clenched.

He was still in the old mansion, but not in the bathroom but on the bed in the room.

What's going on...

Shouldn't I have died by breaking the rules related to my mother-in-law?

How could it still be here in the room?

Xie Chen, who was sitting on the bed, was uncomfortable, and after standing up, the pocket watch slipped out of his pocket, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The time displayed on the dial is a full hour different from before.

Could it be that this pocket watch can also affect the time and space of the rule world?

Xie Chen frowned, bent down, and trembled as he picked up his pocket watch.

A pair of bright red embroidered shoes were neatly placed under his bed.

Da...

The corner of the room.

The pause button of a tape recorder pops up.

An electric voice echoed through the gloomy room, with an eerie, hoarse singing.

"Mom, please take care of my red wedding dress."

"Don't let me die too soon."

"It's a secret."

"Red is poison."

"White wedding dress."

"May the woman you touch rot."

"May the woman you touch keep bleeding."

"Mom, I haven't put on the red wedding dress yet..."