In May, the weather is changing, the sky was clear just now, and now the weather is gloomy.

Shen depressed.

Barren mountains, barren grasses, barren mountains, barren graves.

There is a road in the barren mountain range that is not easy to walk. A man with a white horse and white clothes appeared on the road. The horse did not walk fast, the man in white had a resolute silhouette, a handsome face, his eyes were bright, and he kept an eye on the neighborhood, as if he was looking for something.

The peach blossom trees are all over the barren mountains, the barren grass is overgrown under the peach blossom trees, and I don't know how many dead people have been buried.

The weather was dreary. Occasionally, one or two ghost fires burst out. The crow occasionally chirped dryly twice on the branches.

A voice sounded in the ears of the man in white on the horse, and he wondered because he heard joy.

How can there be joy in a barren mountain full of tombs?

The man in white hurried forward. The voice I heard just now was on the left square.

The horse neighed.

The man in white dismounted. The raven snorted over his head. He glanced back at the crow on the branch above his head. The crow croaked again and fled.

The man in white walked a hundred steps. I saw a shed in the middle of the barren mountains. There are two red flags on either side of the shed, and under the red flags there is a white bed and a coffin, and on the bed lies a person next to a coffin.

There is one person who blows suona and one person who plays cymbals in the shed. In the coffin of the white bed stood a man in black, with a few blood-like red flowers embroidered on his hat and black clothes. Three people are digging holes.

The three of them dug enough pit to lay down three people, but they were still digging. The crow crowed very loudly, and the three of them turned back to the crow's cry and finally turned their heads again.

The three of them had seen the man in white, but their eyes were as if they hadn't seen him. Their eyes are cloudy and white.

The three men turned around and continued to dig the pit.

The men in white saw their eyes, cloudy white. People can't help but feel a breath of cold air. Because those eyes were full of dead white.

The man in white walked up to the white bed and the coffin. The sky was even more gloomy. The eyes of the man in white moved, there was a woman lying on the white bed, the eyes of the man in white flashed, the woman was a dead person, but she could wear a phoenix crown and a silk veil, a red wedding robe, and thick fat powder makeup, which looked as white as white paper.

In the middle of the spiritual bed is a spiritual seat: Qingqing

Look at the coffin again, the coffin is tied with a big red wedding flower.

The coffin also bears the name. Zhang is honest.

Could this be the two people who married in the dark? The white-clothed man thought about it: Will there be someone in this coffin that he is looking for? But looking at this name, Zhang Honest has nothing to do with the person he is looking for.

The cymbal player glanced at the man in white and ignored him. The crow flew back and cried again.

The man standing between the funeral bed and the coffin closed his eyes and meditated in silence finally opened his eyes. He slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the voice of the man in white, he asked more eagerly.

The man said, "Who are you?"

Humane "passers-by" in white

The man seemed to savor the words. Then he said, "Passers-by shouldn't come here......

The man in white looked at the man in black hat and dressed in black.

The face bones of the man in black are protruding, extremely thin, his face is obviously smeared with a person's silver powder, there is a little black shadow around the eye circles, and the red flowers are embroidered on the black clothes, the overall look is ghostly.

Suddenly, the wind rose.

The clouds were lower, and there was a rumbling sound, advancing like a tide from far across the sky.

The man's voice was low. "The ritual of the ghost is being performed here, don't disturb the living, you can leave quickly" The man in white listened to the man's words, and instead of leaving, he asked him.

"Who are you?"

The man didn't want to talk to the man in white, but he answered him anyway.

"Matchmaker"

"Ghost Matchmaker"

The ghost matchmaker said impatiently, "You go quickly, don't get into trouble"

The man in white doesn't seem to care about the ghost matchmaker's words.

"What a disaster, I want to provoke it"

"Oh?" the ghost matchmaker was stunned, he didn't seem surprised. The ghost matchmaker's face became even more ugly, "You ......" He was about to speak, when suddenly he shut up again, turned back to the funeral bed and coffin.

There was a thunderclap in the sky.

It was almost dark.

The man in white saw two people coming.

Two women in red and light veils.

The woman was about thirty years old, with the same white face, and both of them had umbrellas in their hands.

Behind him were two people carrying a freshly painted coffin.

"Who is this official...... a woman in red asked. The woman asked the ghost matchmaker.

Humane "passers-by" in white

"Passerby, why are you here?"

"Who are you?"

"Oh, you ask me?"

Another woman in red asked him. "Do you know what this is doing now?"

I know. Humane "Ghost Marriage" in White

"If you know, why don't you leave?"

The man in white smiled at this time, "This day is about to come with a storm, and this is also a good place to shelter from the rain"

The three people who were digging the pit finally stopped the hoe in their hands.

The wind is getting stronger.

A woman in red asked.

"Okay?"

The three nodded.

Another woman in red said. "Let them rest in peace!" said the woman in red, who was the bride of the mourning bed and the bridegroom in the coffin.

The sound of the cymbals stopped. The three men who had dug the pit went up and put the bride on the funeral bed in a freshly painted coffin. They were going to carry the coffin.

There was a thunderclap in the sky.

A bolt of lightning tore a hole in the sky.

The rainstorm is falling like a pearl!

In the moment when the earth is completely bright.

The bride's hand is a little bit!

The man in white suddenly touched his nose. Isn't the bride dead?

At some point, a sword appeared in his hand, and he was ready to strike.

The three of them lifted the lid of the coffin and put the bride in to prepare to seal the coffin.

"Wait!"

The sword of the man in white flew over and stopped the lid of the coffin that was about to be sealed.

"What are you going to do!" the crowd shouted. The man in white was ready to reach out and try the bride's snort.

At that moment, there was another thunderclap!

The crow flew up! Flew up to the bride's head! Scraped three times! The bride thundered!

The rain is getting harder!

The man in white couldn't help but take a step back!

The eerie aura suddenly filled the barren mountains and mass graves.

The crowd screamed, and they scattered in all directions and disappeared into the torrential rain.

Could it be a corpse fraud? The hearts of the white-clothed people were shocked. I couldn't help but take a step back.

The bride bounces from the coffin. The noisy crow was caught in her hand and stuffed into her mouth at some point. The bride bares her pointed teeth.

A rumbling sound on the clouds came.

Blood gushing.

Bloody!

The wind is urgent. The rain sounded.

The phoenix crown is hunting.

The bride's chalky face was stained with bright red blood.

Could it really be a dead man's corpse? The bride's cold gaze turned to the direction of the man in white and sniffed. The rain was pouring down, and the corpses seemed to be sniffing for breath.

The bride stretched out her arms and suddenly threw herself at the man in white.

The man in white ducked.

The bride breathed white air from her mouth. Make a gurgling sound.

The bride seemed to be transformed into a living corpse and moved very slowly. The man in white didn't leave for some reason. It seems that his target is the coffin with the groom Zhang Honest written on it.

At this time, he was about to open the coffin, but the coffin was sealed and could not be opened.

The man in white raised the sword in his hand and was about to slash at the coffin. Rumbling in my ears. The bride has pounced, and the white-clothed figure dodged away in a flash.

This will make the bride's actions seem to be much faster.

The man in white raised his sword and slashed the living corpse, but she dodged it.

The man in white turned his wrist and sank his luck at the moment! Reverse split towards the sealed coffin. Who knew that the coffin was made of special wood, and the sword split it and fell into it. Don't think about it, the bride pounced again!

The man in white dodged.

Just then, there was a sound in the coffin. Could it be that the corpse in the coffin is alive again?

The man in white decided to open the coffin.

Thinking about it, the man in white didn't care so much, and took the opportunity to turn to the coffin.

The living corpses are in a hurry.

Before the man in white was still here, the bride pounced again.

Heavy rain is still falling. The man in white has not touched the living corpse, he has been circling around, circling for a while, Rao is like this, the bride is in a hurry, and the sweat of the man in white is mixed with water.

It's not the way to go.

The white-clothed man carried the funeral bed and threw the bride, and his body changed and flew into the newly painted coffin. His man has just fallen, and the coffin lid has been swirled!

This trick is not bad, this trick can be described as bad. The man in white only felt that the darkness in front of him still had a pungent smell.

Laughter from the pubic side was heard outside the coffin.

Is it the laughter of a living corpse? How can a real corpse laugh?

The rainstorm will stop.

Outside, not only the living corpse bride was laughing, but there were also ghost matchmakers digging holes, and even the two women with umbrellas were laughing.

Their laughter seemed to show that the man in white was too easy to deal with, and it wasn't as difficult as they thought.

The coffin is nailed. Playing cymbals and blowing trivia not only can play musical instruments, but the nails are extremely numb.

The three diggers not only dug the pit quickly, but also carried the coffin extremely quickly.

The three diggers and the ghost matchmaker lifted the coffin and left.

The coffin didn't go far.

Because the pit was dug very large, it was enough for three people.

In the dark, the man in white could only hear his own heartbeat and his own breathing. Suppressed breathing, with a deathly suppressed heartbeat.

He felt like he was falling. The downward fall seems to be close to death.

He was supposed to save people, who will save him?

The people outside the coffin were still laughing, as if they were going to laugh and bend over. People who play cymbals really want to blow suona and cymbals to express their feelings.

They hadn't blown the cymbals yet, their waists hadn't straightened up, their smiles frozen.

Men in white.

Handsome and resolute countenance.

They were all wondering why this person had appeared outside again, even though he was already in the coffin.

The sky had just cleared, and the clouds were fading.

They didn't think about it any further.

The sword of the man in white was not unsheathed, but they felt the murderous aura.

The sword is cold, and the person is cold. There was a murderous aura all around him.

Murderous.

They don't dare to be careless.

The suona cymbal, although it is a musical instrument, can be rotated in the hand in an instant. With a rapid spin, the musical instrument suddenly became a weapon that took people's lives!

The suona cymbal that blows the suona and hits the cymbal is flying, the umbrella of the woman in red is propped up, revealing the steel bones of the cold light, and the hoes of the three people who dig the pit are revealed. The ghost matchmaker and the ghost bride shook out the cold soft sword from their waists!