The eerie red light reflected by the lantern fell on their faces, making their faces look blurry and eerie.

As she passed, the woman's right hand suddenly drooped and fell on the bright red phoenix tail skirt, her phalanges protruded, and her slender wrist faintly revealed blue-black patches.

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

The tassel on the phoenix crown made a subtle sound, and her head tilted towards Jiang Qi,

The skin in the curtain like a blackened wall skin was exposed, and under the open eyelids, the whites of the eyes were soaked in blood, with a trace of red liquid left in the corners of the eyes, and the hollow and diffused pupils reflected Jiang Qi's figure directly.

Jiang Qi didn't know who pushed him from behind, and when he looked up again, he found himself in a completely closed Chinese-style wedding room covered with red cloth.

——

Fang Yuan nervously followed the two little guys through the courtyard.

If he had any other choice, he would not follow these two pieces of paper.

The ghost eldest sister who was missing a scalp walked behind him and Wang Yue. If he dares to say a word, he will be dragged back if he can't run to the door.

Even if you can run out, you have to follow the route if you want to clear the customs.

Wherever they passed, the ghosts who had been eating stopped to look at them, smiling and talking about something.

Some ghosts simply don't pretend, and directly show a strange appearance, no chin only tongue leaking while eating, no cheek, bloody muscles and two rows of teeth exposed,

There is also one who sits on the back side and directly turns his face to the back to eat the seat......

Fang Yuan looked at the corners of his eyes twitching, what the hell was this, all the shapes he could think of and those he couldn't think of.

The two of them were brought into the hall, and the carved door behind them suddenly closed, and even the seams were directly in front of the two Taishi chairs sitting on a pair of middle-aged men and women, the man was wearing a dark gown, and the middle of the hat was inlaid with a piece of white jade, and the woman was wearing a jacket skirt, like two wax figures looking at him lifelessly.

The gloomy red light shines on the table where the peanut longan is placed in the middle, the red candle behind it glows with a cyan shimmer, and there are imitation paper figures placed around the hall, and the gold ingots placed on the stretcher are also stacked with paper.

Fang Yuan found that he and Wang Yue were wearing red wedding clothes at some point, and there was a big red flower hanging on their chests.

Looking at the scene, he froze in place, a chill spreading from the top of his head to every nerve.

An eerie tune and an inaudible shout suddenly sounded, and two 'men' dressed as small servants carried in with the bride in a bright red wedding dress, followed by a short woman.

Half of Fang Yuan's body was cold and numb, and he said just now why he didn't see the newcomer worship in the church, it turned out to be ...... This newcomer is himself.

"What do you mean, she's going to worship with the two of us?" Fang Yuan asked Wang Yue with his eyes in horror.

"It looks like so." Wang Yue said in a suppressed voice.

Fang Yuan: ...... What kind of outrageous ghost is this, they are married to three people in the underworld?

No, the key problem is that Miss Luo was forced to hang herself in the wedding ceremony, and the two of them are still alive, that is-

They had prepared the hemp rope and were waiting to hang them.

The woman stood straight in front of the hall, and two blue-gray skinned maids set up the bride in a gorgeous wedding dress, one on the left and one on the right.

"You died young...... Without hiring, woe Zhong Demen, dying ......."

While the woman was singing, the bride's eyes suddenly looked up at them through the beaded curtain, her bloodshot eyes were full of dead silence and resentment, and Fang Yuan's upper and lower teeth were chattering.

It's not that he doesn't want to run, but he can't move, the two little guys in black coats are holding him, and Wang Yue next to him is also in the same situation.

Wang Yue is 100% able to run, so he may really want to worship with this female ghost and be hanged on the beam.

"Worship heaven and earth—"

As the woman shouted, Fang Yuan was forcibly pressed and bent down, he struggled desperately, the ghost hands on both shoulders seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't hold it at all.

"The Second Worship Hall—"

He was pressed against the pair of gloomy halls in front of him, and bent down.

The bride, who needed to be framed to stand up and worship, tilted her head, her gray-white face was black, her lips were red, and her neck was exposed at the collar, with a circle of black and purple marks.

——

The sound of the impact of the pearl jade stone should have been very pleasant, but Jiang Qi immediately changed his face when he found that the sound was coming from himself.

The curtain shook and hit her face as she looked up, cold and biting.

On the ground in front of her were a lot of dowry boxes with 'Xi' on them, and the jewelry and clothes in them were all made of paper.

And now she is wearing that delicate red wedding dress, with jade hanging from the phoenix tail skirt, and the slightest movement will jingle the bell.

On the carved bed in the direction of the front, there sat a thin male corpse wearing a wedding dress and bowing his head.

Jiang Qi almost couldn't hold back his foul language.

The ghosts in this copy will actually change their outfits with one click.

She took off the phoenix crown with the curtain on her head and threw it on the ground, and then took off the cloud shoulder that was in the way, and began to turn over several boxes on the ground.

It's all made of paper, and there are no clues.

Jiang Qi bent down slightly to observe the male corpse inside.

It had dark skin, sunken cheeks, a few holes in half of its face, cloudy gray eyes, and a strong stench of corpses, which contrasted with the festive red everywhere.

Jiang Qi turned around to push the door, and the wooden door did not move for a long time, and there was darkness in the gap.

But on the lattice paper that can be carved and pasted, the red light emitted by the two lanterns hanging in the doorway and the shadows with blurred edges are reflected.

She stretched out her finger and poked at the window lattice paper, cold and solid, like a solid wall behind it.

You don't have to waste any effort looking at the window.

Jiang Qi looked up at the shadow of the lantern on the door, he could see it but it wasn't real?

Click,

It was the sound of bones moving, and the neck of the male corpse sitting on the bed was raised, staring directly at Jiang Qi, slowly standing up, and walking towards her.

It walked slowly, its bones clicking with each step, and its head dangling limply over its shoulders as if it had been broken.

"You're here—lady—"

The decomposing corpse turned into a weak and gentle man, and he walked forward with a smile, his two faces changing back and forth.

"When were you blind? In life or after death? ”

Jiang Qi took a step back thoughtfully, leaning his back against the wall, the jade on the hem of his skirt clanging.

When the male corpse heard her words, his expression changed abruptly, and the hypocritical smiling face was completely replaced by a blue-black, half-rotten terrifying face.

The room was full of wind, the big red curtains were blown, and the words on the windows trembled violently.

It approached step by step, the rotten hole in its face was pulled wider as it spoke, and a mouthful of black teeth was exposed, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

Jiang Qi said calmly and sincerely, "Big brother, it's hard not to be scared when you look like this." ”