"Worship the heaven and the earth" A long and drawn-out tone sounded, and the bride and groom bowed down at the same time.
"Two bows to the high hall" The bride and groom turned around and bowed to grandma.
Dachun and I looked at each other, and this bow proved that grandma was indeed their elder.
"Couple's Worship" Before Dachun and I could react, the groom and the bride had already begun their final bow.
After this bow, they would become a real couple.
Grandma has already raised her buttocks, and her eyes that have been squinting have been opened, looking forward to this last bow.
The little girl bit her lip and looked at me stubbornly, with tears in her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
The bride and groom bent down and were about to bow down.
A graceful woman suddenly appeared next to the bride.
She helped the bride up who was halfway down and said softly: "I don't agree."
I stood up suddenly, that was Cai Ruohan, my ghost wife, how did she get here.
"roll" Grandma's eyes instantly turned red.
She bounced her little feet and came to the bride's side in two steps.
She didn't know when a black hairpin appeared in her hand, and she pierced it towards Cai Ruohan.
"Don't" I yelled subconsciously, and Dachun covered my mouth and said in my ear, what the hell did you yell?
In the hall, Cai Ruohan pulled the bride around in a circle, avoiding her grandma's hairpin.
She also had a dagger in her hand, which she swept behind the bride's back.
The red silk threads bounced up and disappeared.
"Sister," the bride sobbed, hiding behind Cai Ruohan and shivering.
"Damn it, Xiao Ming, you and that kid almost became brothers-in-law," Dachun said carelessly in my ear.
"roll" I blurted out one word angrily and stared at the hall.
No wonder the bride’s name seemed so familiar to me.
There was only one word difference between Cai Ruohan and Cai Ruoyuan.
It turned out that they were sisters.
"That's my bride, give it back to me" The groom straightened his small body and took a step forward.
Although his voice was a child's, there was an indescribable gloominess to it.
Grandma did not attack further, but stood beside the groom, returning to her calm state.
"I'll say it again, this is my sister and I don't agree with her marrying you."
Cai Ruohan protected the bride behind her like a queen, looking at the grandma and groom in front of her with contempt.
"Grandma, she bullied me, she bullied me."
The groom Na Qingyuan pursed his lips, shook his grandma's arms, and burst into tears.
Big drops of blood and tears fell on the wooden floor in the hall. .
"Xiaoyuan, be good, don't cry, don't cry."
Grandma comforted Qingyuan with a high-pitched voice.
She raised her head and looked at Cai Ruohan, but her eyes changed.
She felt as if her evil plot had succeeded.
My heart skipped a beat, and I carefully considered all my experiences.
Ever since I entered Longshui Village, I have been led by my grandma.
I am afraid that this incident was also arranged by her in advance.
"Why is my little sister gone?"
Dachun let out a light sigh and touched me.
I looked up and saw that the little girl was indeed gone.
There was only a small space in front of her.
If she wanted to walk out, she had to pass by our table.
Where was she?
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"The back is not right either."
Dachun became a little anxious and turned around to look behind him.
I also looked back and saw that the guests either disappeared or changed their appearance.
The most important thing is that the more than 20 people who came with us all knelt on the ground, pressing them down.
The person riding on them was not a person, but something like a cat, that was a weasel.
"Damn it, Huangpizi Tomb."
Dachun looked carefully before and after, cursed, drew out his iron sword, and ran past those people.
"What Huangpizi Tomb?"
I was a little confused.
Things changed too fast, which was somewhat beyond my expectation.
The hall in front also changed.
The entire hall collapsed at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
Bloody threads gathered from all directions, wrapping the entire hall in it, forming a cage, trapping Lao Lao and the others there. .
"hehe" Grandma smiled gloomily, "I'll catch you all today."
As the words fell, the surrounding scenery began to collapse.
The mansion disappeared and the guests disappeared.
The only ones left were the twenty-seven souls kneeling on the ground and those yellow-skinned men.
Dachun waved his iron sword and tried to get closer, but unfortunately everything was in vain.
Ghosts kept appearing in front of him, slowing down his speed.
I turned around, and the hall in front of me looked different, or there was no hall at all.
Grandma and the others were standing under a big poplar tree.
A red leather coffin was placed at her feet.
Deep red blood was flowing out from under the coffin and spreading around.
Right opposite my grandma is my ghost wife Cai Ruohan, and behind her is a trembling paper man.
I don’t know where the little girl went, she disappeared.
"Damn it" Behind him, Dachun cursed angrily and stepped back.
I looked back and was stunned.
Not only were the unfamiliar ghosts surrounding me, there were also many familiar faces.
Basically all the people who had died in Longshui Village over the years appeared.
Although I haven't been back a few times over the years, I still know that the people who died in Longshui Village over the years were basically normal deaths, and there were basically no violent deaths.
It stands to reason that their souls should have dissipated or entered another world long ago, but now they all appear here, which means that they were all forcibly left behind by someone using magic.
"Look above"
Dachun gasped and leaned over, pointing at the poplar tree.
I raised my head and glanced at the poplar tree, and felt my scalp numb.
I don’t know how many years this big tree has been growing here at the west end of the village, but I know how tall it is.
This tree is nearly four stories high, lush, with many branches and luxuriant branches.
On this tree, there were corpses hanging with yellow skins.
Basically, there was a yellow skin on every branch.
They all died in the same way, they were all hanged.
"Fuck fuck fuck" Dachun was completely anxious.
He stamped his feet on the spot and muttered: "How is this possible?
Why is there a yellow-skinned tomb here?"
"I climbed trees a lot when I was a kid, but I didn't feel anything.
It's impossible.
No one in the village has ever said anything.
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Something is wrong.
There must be something wrong."
Dachun fell into a semi-crazy state, and his eyes were already wet.
The blood was red due to stimulation.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Dachun gritted his teeth and pointed his eyes at the grandma under the tree, roaring and asking.
Grandma glanced sideways at Dachun, snorted coldly and said: "If you don't want Longshui Village to become a place of death, and if you don't want your parents to die a happy death, just shut up.
It's not your turn to speak in this matter."
One word blocked Dachun back.
Dachun gritted his teeth, clenched the iron sword tightly in his hand, and stared at his grandma, but he still didn't dare to say anything.
His grandma threatened him with his relatives, so he didn't dare to gamble.
I forced myself to calm down, things had reached this point, and it was useless to yell or curse now.
The younger sister is currently missing, and there is also Lao Zhang.
I haven't seen him since I entered the house.
"After planning for so long, what do you want?"
my ghost wife Cai Ruohan said, still as calm as ever.
Grandma bounced her little feet, picked up the pipe and pot, and took another sip.
She looked completely unhurried, as if she was waiting for something.
"She's stalling for time."
A thought suddenly came to my mind, and I shouted out in a hurry.
Cai Ruohan turned her head sideways, nodded slightly to me, then turned her head again and turned her gaze to the grandma opposite, not in a hurry or panic.
Seeing her like this, I felt a little more confident, maybe things could turn around.
"How many years have it been?
I think about it.
It has been so long that I have almost forgotten it."
Grandma seemed to be lost in memories and slowly blew out a smoke ring, but the person slowly squatted down and slowly pushed up the lipstick.
The lid of a leather coffin.
That red leather coffin was exactly the one Dachun and I dug up in the cemetery.
If I guessed correctly, the person lying inside should be Na Qingyuan, the groom at the wedding in the coffin.
The coffin lid was slowly pushed open, making a harsh creaking sound.
Dachun and I stared closely, paying attention to grandma's every move.
Needless to say, I can feel something is wrong in this place.
Although it was dark when I came today, the moon was very round.
From where I am, if I look towards the village, I can’t see clearly. , you can still see a trace of the outline.
But now, I can't see anything except black, and it's still black.
I guess that I may have encountered a situation similar to a ghost hitting a wall.
The distance I can see is only more than twenty meters at most.
But I also know that eyes can sometimes be deceiving.
Everything I see now is probably fake, but I don't know how to get out of here.
The coffin lid was pushed open at this time.
Grandma stood up slowly, raised the pipe pot, pointed at the paper man behind Cai Ruohan, and said sinisterly: "Come here, take your husband out":