Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Yao Zhengbang held the table, feeling very proud. Someone came over to offer a toast, so he waved hurriedly.

"...I'm going to the toilet, and I'll come back after going to the toilet."

After saying that, he supported his drunken body and walked to the bathroom in the house alone.

Although Pingan Village is located deep in the mountains, every household has a small Western-style building, and even the bathrooms and toilets are independent.

There was a mirror hanging on the wall near the door of the bathroom. Yao Zhengbang pressed the water to flush the toilet and stood in front of the mirror.

He looked at himself in the mirror, who was obviously drunk, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on his face.

There is no running water in the village, but spring water brought down from the mountain.

The water is quite cold and has a sweet taste, but today's water seems a bit strange...

Yao Zhengbang smelled the stench of rust, and his face was sticky when he touched it.

He felt something was wrong. He raised his head and faced the mirror, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Ahhhhh!!! Help, there's a ghost, there's a ghost!!!"

He backed away in panic, slipped, and fell to the ground.

What was reflected in the mirror was not him, but a bride wearing a red hijab.

Her hands hung straight down by her sides, her long and sharp nails hooked on her red skirt. Suddenly!

He raised his left hand to grab the red hijab, and then slowly opened it——

Yao Zhengbang was so frightened that he went crazy. He instinctively got up from the ground and went to open the door, but he couldn't open the door handle after pressing it several times.

He was so frightened that he looked back at the mirror several times, thinking involuntarily of Sadako crawling out of the TV screen.

I'm afraid that this female ghost will crawl out of the mirror too!

"Someone come! Help! There's a ghost!!"

The bathroom door banged loudly, and several bloody handprints were printed on the door.

He looked down and saw that his hands were covered in red blood.

The banquet outside was so noisy that no one heard his cry for help.

Finally, the red hijab was completely lifted, and he saw a face with gray lips and red lips.

Yao Zhengbang was stunned for a moment when he saw that face. He recognized who the female ghost was.

The bathroom door suddenly opened from the outside, and the next second——

"Zhengbang? Why didn't you respond to me inside?"

The woman who came in was his uncle's daughter. She knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered before she came in.

No idea...

Yao Zijia looked at the person who was obviously wrong. He seemed to be frightened by something and went insane. He sat blankly, laughing like a fool, drooling while laughing.

"My dear mother! You are so drunk that you are stupid!" She hurriedly turned around to find her cousin-in-law to come and have a look.

Where she couldn't see it, Yao Zhengbang's heavenly soul was grabbed into the mirror by a gray and slender hand, and slowly torn apart bit by bit.

...

Yao Pan'er was still looking at the broken sky outside the window blankly.

She didn't notice the yin energy seeping into the room until her body became cold and she felt a chill.

It's not the coldness of winter, but the eerie feeling that penetrates into the bone marrow.

Yao Pan'er turned around stiffly and saw a woman wearing a red wedding dress.

The other person was wearing a red hijab, but that figure always felt familiar to her.

"Who are you?" Her voice was hoarse from crying all night.

The woman in wedding dress stood beside the bed and seemed to stare at her for a while.

She was obviously wearing a red hijab, but Yao Paner's intuition was that she was looking at herself. The woman did not speak, but stretched out a gray hand and slowly touched Yao Pan'er's calf.

Yao Pan'er frowned: "I am the only one who was forced to marry in the village today. There should not be a second one. Who are you?"

The woman was seen untying the thick rope that bound her, and then pointed to the door.

"Are you here to save me?" Yao Pan'er looked at the wooden door, "You mean to let me run?"

The daughter nodded but never said a word.

Yao Pan'er's eyes sparkled with hope and she quickly got up from the bed.

Because she had been tied for so long, she even fell a little, but regardless of the pain, she stepped forward and held the woman's hand.

"Maybe we can run away now—"

She suddenly froze mid-sentence.

The cold touch of her hands made her realize something was wrong.

Yao Pan'er looked at the wedding dress she was wearing that was the same as hers, and suddenly thought of something.

At this time, the woman pushed her, confirming her suspicion.

Yao Pan'er thought of her friends who were admitted to high school together and grew up together.

At that time, her parents said that she went to school elsewhere. Yao Pan'er didn't believe it, but she couldn't find any information.

Until today, she has not given up searching, but she never expected that...

"..."

The woman whimpered anxiously, as if urging her to leave.

Yao Pan'er's eyes were red, dry and painful, and she was pushed to the door.

"When I come back, I will avenge you!"

After hearing her suppressed words, the woman shook her head and motioned for her to leave quickly.

Yao Pan'er also knows the priorities, now is not the time to get hurt.

Seeing her running out, the woman in wedding dress took off her hijab with a smile on her lips.

……

Yao Zhengbang is dead.

Something like this happened at the originally festive and peaceful banquet, and everyone was saying it was unlucky.

Yao Zijia was the only person at the scene who saw him for the last time. She did not expect that her cousin would die after leaving for a while.

The groom's family forced a smile and asked the villagers to leave first, and then walked to the bathroom.

Those still present were all members of my family and the bride's side. As a possible witness to the crime, Yao Zijia was naturally left behind.

At this time, Yao Zijia was talking about what she saw.

"I really don't know how something happened to my cousin. When I came in, he acted like a fool. It only took a few minutes."

The groom's father, who was walking in, heard this and said with a gloomy face, "If you are not good at drinking, drink less, or you will drink yourself to death."

As he spoke, he looked at the woman who was crying on Yao Zhengbang, and said sternly: "How do you deal with this matter? Our family paid a lot of gifts for marrying your daughter, and you must give an account!"

Yao Zhengbang's wife stopped crying. She looked up in shock. The next second, she slapped her thighs and rolled around: "You are too heartless!"

"It doesn't matter if my husband is inconsiderate because I just died. Do you want me to pay back the bride price? Let me tell you! There is no way! I will also sue you for killing my man!"

The groom's father sneered, and before he could speak, the door next door suddenly slammed shut!

A gust of wind blew by, carrying a shrill roar that irritated the eardrums of everyone present.

They all looked back, and even Yao Zhengbang's wife stopped acting like a shrew.

The door opened slowly with a "squeak", revealing first a foot wearing a red embroidered shoe, and then a blood-red wedding dress, the soles of the shoes rubbing against the ground as they walked in.

Yao Zhengbang's wife immediately stood up, pointed at the woman and yelled: "Yao Pan'er, are you so impatient? As soon as your father died, you wanted to get married as soon as possible, and you didn't plan to ask for money for the funeral?!"