"Licheng!"

The matchmaker's sharply raised voice brought Xie Qing back to his senses, and the bride, who was supported by the two maids, walked slowly forward holding the red silk, Xie Qing looked at his slender and tall back, and easily followed.

Several people who were out of place in the guests' attire looked at Xie Qing and watched him leave.

The sky was dark, there were no stars or moons, only thick or light gray-white fog floating.

The red lanterns hanging under the eaves of the porch are equally spaced to illuminate the courtyard.

The music stopped at the moment of the ceremony, and the crying and wedding sound mixed in it also stopped.

There was no atmosphere of feasting, and there was no dead silence around the sound of insects.

The exquisite mansion is plastered with the word "happy" everywhere, and the wind blows, which is a kind of bleak and gloomy after the joy.

Xie Qing walked behind unconsciously, and the red silk that fell on the ground rose and fell on the threshold of the new house like water, guiding him the way.

At the other end of the red silk sat his bride.

Xie Qing touched the props hidden in his cuffs, and stepped over the steps with the silk cloth in his hand.

The door behind him closed softly.

The mandarin duck red candle on the table burned quietly, and the bride wearing a wedding dress covered with a red hijab sat on the edge of the bed, her hands placed on the skirt gently clasped together, it was a waiting posture.

The beautiful woman with a red handkerchief in the new house can enjoy a different kind of beauty even if you can't see your face.

It would have been an extremely pleasing picture, if the bride wasn't a ghost.

The temperature in the air was low, and the coolness seeped into the flesh through the surface of the clothing.

Xie Qing picked up the weighing rod on the side and slowly picked up his wife's hijab.

With red lips, delicate nose, and soft eyes, these eyes are extremely black, and they seem to be able to seduce the soul.

Although he is a teenager, the silhouette is tougher than that of a girl, but the skin has a bit of a boy and a girl, which is particularly exquisite, so it does not make people feel disobedient, and even because of his own male characteristics, it makes this appearance more special.

"You're so good-looking."

Xie Qing made no secret of his admiration and praised him very sincerely.

However, he did not get too close, and although his body stood relaxed, he was always in a state of readiness.

The fog in Xie Qing's heart did not dissipate, but became more and more, he felt that this copy was very strange, and the same was true of the ghost bride in front of him.

The joy on Lin Zhi's head fell to the ground, and he listened to her newlywed husband's praise and bent her lips.

Gray-white mist twined around him, and his fingers moved slightly, from stiffness to flexibility.

Xie Qing, who was still a living person in the game copy, couldn't see it, and only felt that it seemed to be foggy around again.

"Although we have all been married, I haven't asked your name yet."

Xie Qing's face was full of curiosity, from the time he entered this dungeon, he didn't know the name of the boss.

From the first time I heard the daughter of the Lin family, and later the fifth lady, his name did not appear in everything in the clues.

There are all kinds of pronouns, but in short, they are not the names that should most represent his identity.

"Lin Weaving."

The boy's voice was clear, like a babbling stream with broken ice floating in early spring.

"Your name is also very good, my name is Xie Qing, although it is strange to meet you in this way, I am very happy to meet you."

Xie Qingli was still introducing himself back and forth, with a completely unguarded look on his face.

He approached Lin Zhi and asked with some concern: "I heard that you are seriously ill and need to be rushed, are you feeling unwell now?" ”

Lin Zhi knew that Xie Qing was delaying time when he said this, waiting for his teammates to come in and implement the plan, so he didn't answer directly.

"Are you waiting for those people outside, they can't get in."

Xie Qing saw the bride in front of him with a smile on her eyebrows, like a flower in full beauty, but the words that came out of his mouth did not make people feel good.

In the corridor, Dongdong was going back and forth, unable to find the door of the new house, looking anxious.

Separated by a wall, after Xie Qing heard Lin Zhi's words, he said with some surprise: "Why should I wait for them, isn't this the candle night in the cave room between the two of us?" ”

"Your health is not good, do you want to replace the wine with tea for a glass of wine?"

Xie Qing walked to the table calmly, two glasses of sake had already been poured into the wine glass, clear and colorless, and it was completely impossible to tell that it had been poisoned.

"No, you don't."

Hearing Lin Zhi's answer, Xie Qing didn't persuade again, picked up two wine glasses, and walked towards Lin Zhi beside the bed.

The candle flame was soft, reflecting only a shadow.

Xie Qing pretended not to see that there was no shadow beside Lin Weaving, and handed the wine glass to Lin Weaving.

At the moment when Lin Zhi raised his hand to take it, he poured his glass of wine on Lin Weaving.

A dazzling light suddenly appeared, and between the wine and the light, the blood-stained peachwood sword stabbed at the pink skeleton in front of him like thunder.

The peachwood sword was opened, even the wooden sword was extremely sharp, Xie Qing was seventy percent sure of killing Lin Weaving with one blow, and ten percent sure of injuring Lin Weaving.

Everything happened in an instant, and the blood-stained peachwood sword hovered in front of Lin Weaving's chest.

Blood dripped down the blade of the sword and landed on the bride's red wedding dress.

Xie Qing's pupils constricted, and his heartbeat rate began to increase.

"Your hand is bleeding, doesn't it hurt?"

Lin Weaving's hand grasped the tip of the sword but was not scratched, and easily took the sword from Xie Qing's hand and looked at Xie Qing's palm.

There was a deep scratch on Xie Qing's palm, and he was in a hurry to get out of the sword with blood, but he didn't control the force of the sword's scratch.

"It's really painful, but you still can't use controlled knives at will."

Xie Qing looked distressed, and naturally spoke, without any guilt for failing to swing his sword at others.

Fake, Xie Qing calmly analyzed.

The props are fake, or this thing is all fake, this is not a real clearance prop at all, they were deceived, deceived by this ghost.

Xie Qing didn't know if this was the original mechanism or something else, but it was clear that he was now coming to the end of his life again.

"I apologize for my recklessness, and I hope you can forgive me for the sake of our new marriage, after all, it is not lucky to be a widow on the first day, at least you can wait until the second day."

Xie Qing sincerely apologized and made an extremely feng shui metaphysical suggestion.

If his teammates hadn't come in, he would have died.

If Lin Weaving has the ability to block out the players and create fake clues to trick them around, then this kind of hell-level copy should not appear in front of them, there will definitely be a way.

"It doesn't matter, when you visited the church with me, you were already a widower."

Lin Zhi raised the blood-stained peachwood sword, and just when Xie Qing thought he was going to kill him with this sword, he saw that Lin Zhi in front of him just brought the tip of the sword close to his lips, and reached out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood above.

His blood dyed Lin Zhiyan's red lips even redder, and the young man in the red wedding dress in front of him looked like a ghost.

They were so close to each other that Xie Qing could smell the sweet fragrance coming from Lin Zhi's body.

In a confined space, it is particularly lush and frightening.

Xie Qing looked at the black eyes with a smile, and his body stiffened.

It's not that he's afraid, it's just that he really can't move, his body is against the control of his will, and it doesn't belong to him anymore.

The blood-stained peachwood sword was casually thrown aside by Lin Weaving, lying in the fragments of the wine cup on the ground.

The white and slender fingers unbuttoned the groom's clothes, unzipped the sweatshirt, and unbuttoned the shirt.

"Your clothes are so troublesome."

Xie Qing heard the young man's complaint, pulled the corners of his lips and said, "You can let me go, I'll do it myself, how can this kind of thing make you strenuous for yourself." ”

Of course, as an innocent boy, his first step in getting back control of his body must be to get dressed, how can the boss of the copy not only kill, but also rob sex.

Xie Qing only thought that he would lose his life, but he didn't think that he would lose his innocence.

"Unraveled."

Lin Weaving's palm pressed against Xie Qing's heart, and he lowered his head as if he was studying carefully.

The temperature of the ghost's body was cold, like an ice cube, sticking to Xie Qing's heart.

Xie Qing tried to take back control of his body, but found it in vain.

A sharp pain suddenly came from his heart, making Xie Qingjunxiu's facial features distort slightly.

He felt Lin Weaving's fingers seem to pass through the surface of his skin, about to touch his heart.

"Xie Qing, your heart is beating so fast, I see it."

Lin Zhi muttered, his lips pressed against Xie Qing's wound.

Forming a blood pact required him to drink Xie Qing's blood, but it had to be heart's blood.

According to the guidelines, he didn't have to worry about hurting Xie Qing's life, but the pain was essential, so he could only let his baby endure it.

"yes, it's a pity I can't see it."

Xie Qing endured the pain and responded to Lin Zhi in a brisk tone.

His eyes were dark and impermeable.

Still can't move.

The previously stored light has been exhausted to unleash a killing move, and now that it's night, even stealing the light of the candle flame won't do anything.

The gap between humans and ghosts seems to be vividly displayed at this moment, and this result cannot be changed by human beings.

Beads of sweat overflowed uncontrollably from Xie Qing's forehead, and the green tendons around his neck erupted.

Is this going to be the end?

…… So stop here.

Xie Qing felt the sharp pain in his heart, this pain was too familiar to him, and every time he hoped that this heart could really burst open in his body if it couldn't hold on, like a death knell for all his loved ones, and also for himself.

He has worked hard to live up to his parents' expectations.

He's been doing their best to do what they want, but things always don't work out that way, right, always.