The red liquid flowed along the 囍 character to the window sill, and then dripped into the yard.
Another gust of wind blew by, and a vague figure appeared in the yard.
The figure had no head.
His feet floated up, and his body shook quickly.
In a blink of an eye, he floated into the main room.
The moment the headless figure floated into the main room, Huang Changsheng, who was sitting in the middle of the main room, couldn't help but shudder.
He felt that the temperature in the room instantly dropped several degrees.
A muffled sound of "bang" came from the coffin.
Huang Changsheng was sitting next to the coffin at this time.
Hearing the sound, he staggered with fright and almost fell to the ground.
The headless figure floated to the coffin and stopped.
His figure flashed and disappeared.
Beads of sweat oozed down Huang Changsheng's forehead, and his face was so frightened that there was no trace of color.
He was very puzzled why the coffin was making noises when it was well placed.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, Huang Canyun came down from upstairs.
She caught the change in Huang Changsheng's face with one glance and couldn't help but ask.
Huang Changsheng didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to lift the coffin lid fiercely.
In the coffin lay a headless straw man, and nothing else.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Huang Canyun asked doubtfully.
Seeing that there was nothing abnormal in the coffin, Huang Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's nothing.
I'll check it to prevent anything from happening tomorrow."
Huang Canyun nodded in understanding: "Dad, do you think I will really come back after I marry Sister Ani?"
"Children, don't ask so many questions.
There is no resurrection after death.
Your brother has been dead for more than a year."
Huang Changsheng said with a cold expression on his face: "Have you finished the post-mortem?"
"Everything is pasted."
Huang Canyun said quickly.
"Then you go and help your mother wash the vegetables."
Huang Changsheng said and walked towards the yard.
As soon as he walked out of the main room door, a drop of red liquid fell on his head.
He couldn't help but be startled, then looked up and wondered: "Is it raining?"
Huang Changsheng didn't think much about it.
After leaving the yard, he followed the village path and stopped in front of a house at the back of the village.
"Dong dong dong."
Huang Changsheng knocked on the wooden door, his face looking very solemn.
"It's Changsheng, come in."
An old voice came from the house.
Huang Changsheng opened the door and walked into the house.
I saw that the room was covered with talismans, and a black statue was enshrined in the middle of the hall.
An old man with gray temples was sitting on a futon.
He had his eyes closed, his hands clasped together, and he was muttering silently.
"Dad."
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Huang Changsheng called.
The old man opened his eyes suddenly and said sternly: "How are things going?
Are you ready for the white characters and straw figures I asked you to put up?"
"Everything is done."
Huang Changsheng whispered: "I don't know if Yongyun will come back tomorrow."
"You have to believe in your father and me.
No matter what, our Huang family can't end after your generation, so I want to bring Yongyun back to life.
I love his grandson the most," the old man said with a snort.
"Yes, Dad, when will we start worshiping tomorrow morning?"
Huang Changsheng asked.
The old man touched his beard, counted with his fingers and said, "It's about time."
"Dad, it seems to be Yin Shi.
It's not good to get married during Yin Shi."
Huang Changsheng's expression changed.
The old man stood up suddenly and slapped him with his hand.
"Pa" Huang Changsheng was stunned immediately.
He looked at the old man blankly and stuttered, "Just do what you want."
The old man glared at Huang Changsheng fiercely and said: "I tell you, I specifically asked Yong Yun to marry that girl during the Yin time.
Let me see it tomorrow morning.
If the Yin energy is not enough by then, I will postpone it until Late afternoon or unitary hour.”
"I understand."
Huang Changsheng said quickly.
At this time, Wang Jian's side.
Wang Jian stood at the door of Huang Changsheng's house and quickly scanned the entire house, and then asked in confusion: "Why isn't the headless ghost here?"
As he said that, he disappeared in a flash.
The reason why Wang Jian didn't notice it was the headless ghost was because he ignored the coffin in the main room.
Back at Ding Zhonghai's house, Grandma Huang had already left.
Wang Jian didn't know what she said to Ding Zhonghai, but Ding Zhonghai's face looked much better than before.
Now that the headless ghost can't be found, it seems that we can only wait until tomorrow.
If that guy Huang Changsheng really comes to steal the bride tomorrow, he will kill him directly.
Wang Jian thought to himself, then walked towards the back room.
Ani also woke up at this time and was leaning on the bedside.
Huang Mei was talking to her in a low voice.
Soon it was night.
It's night.
The entire Huangling Village was quiet.
Every household had turned off the lights and went to sleep.
Occasionally, a few dogs barked.
At this time, Huang Changsheng's house was in Huang Canyun's room.
Huang Canyun was curled up in bed, sleeping soundly.
A "creak" sound sounded in the darkness, and then the door to the room opened on its own.
"Canyun, Canyun" the faint voice echoed in the room, seemingly far away.
Huang Canyun turned over and did not wake up.
"Canyun, I'm back, don't you miss me?"
In an instant, Huang Canyun opened her eyes, and then poked her head out of the quilt.
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She trembled: "Who is who?"
Just now, she felt a hand reaching into the quilt to touch her feet.
The cold The feeling made her tremble and she woke up instantly.
She was answered by deathly silence.
Huang Canyun felt cold sweat soaking her back instantly, and she reached out to touch the head of the bed beside her.
The moment she touched the match, the fear in her heart gradually dissipated.
Could it be my imagination, but that feeling is too real, right?
Suddenly, the door to the room creaked again.
This sudden sound made Huang Canyun's body tremble.
She felt her scalp numb, and a shuddering feeling instantly spread throughout her body.
She had obviously locked the door when she was sleeping, why would she open it?
Huang Canyun wondered in her mind, cold sweat dripping down her forehead, and her body was shaking violently.
After a few minutes, there was nothing unusual in the room.
Huang Canyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a match and polished it.
The match rubbed against the red phosphorus on the side of the matchbox, made a "whoosh" sound, then ignited, but went out in an instant.
Huang Canyun couldn't help but was startled.
She took out another match and struck it, but like the previous one, it went out as soon as she struck it.
Huang Canyun was a little unwilling.
This time she took out three matches and rubbed them on the red phosphorus.
Suddenly, all three matches lit up.
Seeing that the match was on fire, Huang Canyun took a long breath this time, but his face instantly turned pale.
In the darkness, a dark cyan human face approached the bed, its mouth opened, and then it blew a breath.
The match went out again: