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Chapter 1 ghost marriage
night.

barren mountain.

Everything is quiet.

There is no sound of insects, birds, or frogs.

The air was humid and hot, as if a storm was brewing.

On the rugged mountain road full of weeds, a team suddenly walked out.

In front were two rows of girls in colorful clothes carrying lanterns, and the red lanterns gave off a faint gleam.

Many people behind him are surrounded by a tall and handsome horse.

Immediately sat a young man in a bright red wedding dress, but his head drooped, as if he had fallen asleep.

The one leading the horse was a boy with two eye-catching blushes painted on his pale face.

With a stiff smile.

In the end, there was a music troupe, the gongs and drums roared, and the suona was melodious.

broke the silence.

The team's destination is located halfway up the mountain, where there is an ancient building.

Row upon row, brightly lit.

Outside the courtyard wall, under the gorgeous gate, there are many people and guests, and it looks very lively.

Upon closer inspection, the group of guests were not well-coordinated in their attire.

There are long gowns and coats, as well as suits and leather shoes.

There are even generals wearing broken armor and swords at their waists.

There are many tables placed in the spacious courtyard, a stove lined the wall, and a group of cooks in white hats are vigorously turning the spatulas in their hands.

Fragrant.

The beautiful maid is carrying all kinds of delicacies, and the dishes are served like butterflies in flowers.

People dressed in costumes of different eras stood or sat, and those who smoked cigarettes were chatting and laughing happily.

Waiting to be seated.

Soon, this weird welcoming team came to the gate of the compound.

Stop there.

All the people at the door surrounded happily, and took the listless young man off the horse.

With the help of her, she walked through the courtyard full of guests and walked to the main room facing the courtyard gate.

Everyone along the way smiled and sent blessings.

Young people should not.

Inside the hall.

Bright red candles were inserted on the tall gilt candlesticks, and the candlelight illuminated the room as bright as day.

In the middle of the lobby sat a woman wearing a red wedding dress embroidered with gold silk and a phoenix, and covered her head.

A group of women chatted and laughed around, helped the bride up, and stood side by side with the young man who was sent in.

"Hurry up and pay homage!"

Someone in the yard shouted loudly.

"After worshiping, let's open the table quickly!"

"Good things don't take too long, just hurry up!"

"I'm hungry!"

A group of people were noisy, and the air was full of joy and festive atmosphere.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Step, step, step.

The footsteps were not heavy, but they seemed to disturb the people here.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The originally noisy and lively scene was suddenly so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Following the sound of footsteps, a tall figure came from outside, holding a black umbrella in his hand.

Raindrops slid down the canopy.

Tick ​​tock, falling on the bluestone paved ground.

There was a crisp "pop" sound.

The person holding the umbrella lifted the handle of the umbrella slightly, revealing a young and handsome face with sword eyebrows and star eyes.

Looking around, he said with a smile, "There are a lot of people here."

Everyone in the courtyard remained motionless as if the pause button had been pressed.

Hilarious and spooky.

There was a light cough first in the main room, and then a slightly old voice sounded.

"The visitor is a guest, friends can stay for a drink after the young couple is married. Please don't be disgusted with the bouillon and vegetables."

Immediately afterwards, there was another whispering voice from inside: "But he is human!"

"To shut up!"

A slightly old voice scolded in a low voice.

Holding an umbrella, Song Xiao didn't respond immediately, but looked at the guests in the courtyard with great interest.

Men, women, young and old, with different hairstyles and messy clothes.

There are still ancient people wearing pre-Qin costumes and wearing buns on their heads!
Master said that this kind of scene is the most complicated, and you should be as careful as possible when handling it.

At this time, the guests seemed to understand that this "person" was coming for them and could see them!
Although it is unbelievable, the heart is full of shock.

But it's not interesting to continue to pretend, so they "live" one after another.

Either curiously or disgustedly looked at this uninvited guest holding a black umbrella.

Song Xiao looked inside, and said slowly: "I didn't invite you to come here, I hope you can forgive me."

"It's just that I was entrusted by someone, so I have to take him back. I hope all my good friends can give me some kindness, and it will be convenient."

Bring back?
Everyone in the courtyard was a little restless.

Even the cooks who were cooking couldn't help turning their heads to look at Song Xiao.

His eyes became indifferent and dangerous.

"My son-in-law, take it back if you say it? What are you?"

A sharp female voice came from inside, carrying strong anger.

Immediately, a biting cold wind suddenly blew up in the courtyard, as if it wanted to blow away all three souls and seven souls of people.

Swept towards Song Xiao!

In an instant, a golden light burst out from Song Xiao's body.

Like a scorching sun!
Huang Huang cannot be stared at.

Yinfeng disappeared without a trace.

Those around who were wearing costumes from different eras backed away in horror.

He looked at the man with the black umbrella in horror.

Clang!
The general in tattered armor couldn't help pulling out his saber from his waist.

The blade is sharp and bright, and the cold light is flickering.

Pointing at Song Xiao.

"Friend, I advise you to calm down, don't make yourself uncomfortable, you don't want blood to flow here, do you?"

Song Xiao glanced at the tall man calmly, then turned towards the main room.

"With such a noble family, he must be a respectable person. If you want to choose a son-in-law, there will be a lot of people who will respond. Why do you have to do this kind of coercion?"

At this time, an old man walked out of the main room.

He was wearing a well-fitting navy blue suit with a white shirt and tie, and his silver hair was combed meticulously.

There is also a bright red flower on the chest, and the word "father-in-law" is written on the hanging red belt.

The old man's face is serious, not angry.

Looking solemnly at the golden light gradually fading from Song Xiao's body, he said in a deep voice, "Friend, I'd rather demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage. Are you sure you want to meddle in other people's business...take people away?"

Song Xiao looked at him and said, "Yin and Yang are separated, life and death are different, you must understand such a simple truth, why force it?"

"Besides, I'm not meddling in other people's affairs by using people's money to help people eliminate disasters."

With them, cause and effect have to be explained clearly.

The old man looked at Song Xiao, raised his eyebrows lightly: "Is it for money?"

"I have a house outside, and there are a few small yellow fishes in the safe."

"You leave now, it's yours."

"How dare you hide your private money, you bad old man? Tell me, did you prepare it for some little goblin?"

The shrill voice of the woman's indignation came again from the room.

The old man frowned, and before he could speak, the woman shouted again: "Why bother talking nonsense with him, he's just alone..."

"Shut up!" the old man scolded, then looked at Song Xiao: "A gentleman is the beauty of a man."

Song Xiao looked at him and said, "Forcibly kidnapping a man who has not yet reached his lifespan as a son-in-law is not what a gentleman would do."

The old man took a deep breath and said: "You also saw the grand occasion today, it's so festive, you want to take people away, where will I put my old face?"

"You can walk the worlds of yin and yang, and you are also a capable person. Why don't you make friends."

"It's not me boasting, but you will definitely use me, Han, in the future, so feel free to speak up then."

"I'm in Korea... I keep my word!"

The old man said so, but his heart was not calm.

He had seen a lot of people who had the ability to live in the dark, and many of them even bore the title of master.

All kinds of magical performances make people feel awe.

But like the young man in front of him... with a living body, he broke into his daughter's wedding scene in the middle of the night, not only being able to see them, but also communicating without any obstacles, he had never heard of it.

Heart full of shock!

Especially when his bitter-tempered and very irritable wife made Yinfeng attack this person just now, the golden light that bloomed from the other person's body made him feel very afraid.

This is obviously a magical technique!
Only after death will we know that the world is far from what we thought in life.

The person in front of him... is definitely not simple!
For those onmyojis who have been meddling in their affairs, a gust of Yin wind will basically handle it.

Not to mention that among the guests is his ancestor of the military general who killed countless people during his lifetime, who can split your soul in half with a single blow!
Where is the need for such a slightly humble discussion?
"It's okay to make friends, but you have to be principled in your behavior. I don't make friends with people like you who take away people's lives at every turn."

"The marriage of a man and a woman is about your love and my wish."

Song Xiao looked at the old man calmly, and said slowly: "You really like this man, but wait until a hundred years later."

"As it is now, even if I don't care about it today, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

"You don't have to believe it when you're alive, but at this moment, don't you know that there are gods standing three feet above your head, so you dare to mess around?"

The old man's face was full of uncertainties. Those who are not condemned by God are bullshit, but the one who really makes him afraid is this person himself.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Could it be that you... come from Heaven?"

Song Xiao looked at him and said: "Old man, don't talk about those useless things, before you make a big mistake, let him go quickly."

At this time, someone in the courtyard couldn't help it, and said coldly: "So what if you come from the heaven? Do you know whose territory this is? Young people, don't be too arrogant."

Song Xiao looked at the reputation, and the speaker was a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing an ancient official robe and hat, with a dignified expression.

At this time, others also spoke one after another——

"You'd better find out whose territory this is before you act presumptuously!"

"Today you end up with this karma, beware of retribution to your own family!"

"The underworld is out of control, and the heavens are just lingering. Why are you so arrogant?"

The more people in the courtyard talked, the more outrageous they became. Some even used their mental energy to speak loudly like thunder, trying to influence Song Xiao's mind.

"enough!"

Song Xiao yelled, the black umbrella in his hand shook lightly, and a lot of raindrops flew out.

Every drop of rain blooms with a strong golden light!
Some of them were covered by golden raindrops, as if they were being burned by flames, they immediately let out screams.

All the people in the courtyard immediately scattered to hide in horror.

"You want to fight, right? You dare to threaten me? Do you think it's great to die? Do you want to die again?"

Song Xiao looked at those people with cold eyes.

"You should be glad that today I am not here to kill people."

The courtyard suddenly fell silent.

Song Xiao looked at the old man surnamed Han, waiting for his reply.

The old man glanced at the guests in the courtyard who were in a state of distress, and fell silent with an ugly expression.

If you say a thousand things and ten thousand things, no matter whether you live or die, you need face.

Even if this unexpected guest really came from heaven, so what?

He is not without roots!

The other party barged in on his daughter's big day, trying to mess up the marriage.

If you just recognize it like this, how can your thoughts be clear?

At this time, a slightly weak voice suddenly came from the main room: "Dad, forget it, he is right. Yin and Yang are separated, and life and death are different. It is true that taking away people's life and life will hurt the harmony of nature. Even if he wants to, my daughter doesn't want to marry." .”

That shrill female voice said: "Marriage is such a big deal, how can it be trifling?"

The old man was still silent, his eyes were cold and he repeatedly looked at Song Xiao who was holding a black umbrella, thinking about the pros and cons in his heart.

Finally, sighed: "That's all!"

He waved his hands and said in a deep voice, "Send the person out, and let this matter be over."

After all, this person still makes him feel jealous, so let him bear it for a while.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at Song Xiao with cold eyes. Although no one said anything more, the deep resentment that they didn't have a meal was written on their faces.

moment.

The bridegroom, Guan'er, dressed in happy attire, was held up by two ugly women, came to Song Xiao, and threw him over viciously.

Until now, the young man is still in a daze, completely unaware that he has walked through the gate of hell.

Song Xiao reached out to take it, and nodded to the old man: "Thank you!"

Turn around and leave.

When he left the hospital, he saw a figure standing in the shadow of an old locust tree at the door.

He couldn't see his face clearly, and seemed to be staring at him, but he didn't make any extra moves.

Song Xiao didn't bother, she held an umbrella in one hand, and walked away quickly, carrying the young man who was as light as nothing in the other.

Going far away, looking back, where are there any brightly lit ancient buildings?

It is clear that there is only a grassy grave mound and a few lonely old trees!

Tick, tick.

Raindrops fell rhythmically on the canopy.

The sound of insects and frogs came from all around.

Song Xiao looked up at the dark night sky.

In the black clouds, it seems that there are huge and incomparable mountain peaks hidden in it.

looming.

(End of this chapter)