Ghost Wedding at Midnight: My Adorable Ghost Husband

"Like you myself."

Rong Qi rumbling smile.

"Seriously, don't digress." I said seriously.

"Well, seriously, I always thought my Miaomiao was a wild fox, but today I realized that you are not a wild fox." Rong Qi told me with a smirk.

I started to screw him desperately, but unfortunately he couldn't twist it thickly.

"Then what am I?"

Rong Qi solemnly said: "Xuanmen is authentic, but have you accepted the inheritance is just two different things."

"What the **** does that mean?"

I found out that Rong Qi was selling customs just now, and I was a little unhappy.

"Meaning, Sujiatun will never be as calm as you think, but a possible Xuanmen heritage with a long history." Rong Qi said seriously.

"what did you say?"

I was slightly startled, but in my heart, I already had a hunch.

Xuanmen.

From the first time I heard this word, and the first time I learned of such existence from other populations, Xuan Men in my mind is the kind of detached world that walks above the yin and yang.

At least far away from me.

But now, some people told me that my hometown is an authentic, long-standing Xuanmen heritage.

"What exactly is going on?"

Rong Qi looked at me quietly and continued to explain: "Don't say anything else, my eyes will not deceive me at least. Remember, your uncle we met together during the day."

"Uncle Zizi?"

Rong Qi nodded, "Yes, at least in my opinion, he is an extremely top expert in the Xuan Men. He just stood there, and the entire back beam has a dragon-like shape, which is a kind of realm performance, no Decades of hard work and extremely high talents are not enough."

After I finished speaking, I was completely dumbfounded.

Half a day before stupidly said: "I will look at him, his big pair of cotton slippers, very thick."

Rong Qi gave me a white look, "Again, your uncle, Shen Banshan, on the hard work of copper bars and iron bones, may not be as good as your uncle, but he has yin and yang between his eyebrows and looks like a master of yin. ."

"Ah, he's still yin? He has always been good at persuading the media..."

I'm dumbfounded.

"There is also your uncle, I am afraid that just one glance today, I have already seen through my details." Rong Qi continued quietly.

I was shocked and basically couldn't close my mouth.

"Mum, Uncle Gong, playing marbles is a dozen of them... Rong Qi, didn't you joke with me?"

Rong Qi looked at me with a wry smile and said, "Do you think I'm joking with you again? And these, your uncle may or may not know, but since he didn't let you into the Tao, I'm afraid he didn't intend to let you know."

I was slightly silent.

Can't help thinking of everything I saw and heard today.

If Uncle Zizi is just an ordinary farmer, will Xiaoheng take a look at him, will he be scared to hide?

And Su Huier.

She actually reminded me today that Rong Qi is not a living person, she saw it by herself, or...

"Su Huier..."

"Your qualifications for sending a small one are not shallow, but another is a small one. The one named Su Ling'er is ordinary." Rong Qi commented casually.

"what about me?"

I pouted.

Rong Qi glanced at me with a low smile: "How can they compare with you."

If it were usual, I would definitely call him a lip-slippery tongue, but now I am in no mood, because the answers and questions in my mind have gradually been slowly biased towards Rong Qi's rhetoric.

Even push these away.

A solitary Sujiatun guarding such a large corpse is also suspicious enough.

"Do you know who my ancestor is?"

I glance at Rong Qi.

From the attitude he asked me just now, I can guess that he must know.

It's just that my ancestor, Rong Qi's look, flashed an extremely complicated moment.

Then he slowly pressed his forehead to my forehead.

This distance is very intimate.

Just when I thought he was going to tell me, he suddenly kissed me and said, "Look at yourself when you sacrifice the ancestor."

what the hell.

"Rong Qi."

"Ok?"

"When you found the corpse, you started to doubt, right? So you said, things are far more complicated than you think?" I asked.

Rong Qi nodded, "Yes, I only know your surname is Su, but there are more than ten million people in the world surnamed Su, how can I know you will be this Su, but this point, I also entered Su Jiatun before I started definite."

I suddenly looked at Rong Qi and said, "If you knew that I was this Su, wouldn't you know me and take care of me?"

"Miaomiao."

Rong Qi frowned at me.

"How come, if I knew that you were this Su... I had to pick you up."

He smiled strangely.

I glared at him.

"But why do I still feel that you have something to hide from me?"

"Then I will dig out my heart and show you?"

"Okay, you dig." I nodded like garlic and waited to see.

"You are a woman without conscience."

Rong Qi wanted to bite me.

I looked at him with a smile. Of course, that was just a joke, how can I give it up?

"Okay, don't say it, I'm going back to bed." I pushed him.

Sure enough, the expression on Rong Qi's face immediately became bitter.

The zombie will not sleep. Without me, the night waiting for him will be long.

I suddenly distressed him.

And the more I love him, the harder his expression is.

"My bed is too small."

Rong Qi quickly shook his head: "I don't need a bed, you sleep, you squat on your bed, just look at you."

I hesitated for a moment, and I couldn't bear to refuse, so I nodded, "Okay."

Rong Qi immediately squinted and smiled, the handsome face, the wind was soft, and it seemed like a jadeite.

When I woke up and opened my eyes the next day, Rong Qi was no longer at my head of the bed, but was busy working in the kitchen and cooking for us. Although the old house had a poor environment, he did what he did.

It will be served for breakfast soon.

After I was washing, I was drinking porridge with Ye Qun, and listened to my uncle getting up late, mumbling while washing.

"Finally, four people sleep, and let the mouse take one in the middle of the night."

"Huh..."

I almost didn't spray the porridge out of my mouth.

Xiao Heng actually frowned and looked at me and said with a smile: "Sister Miao Miao, I have seen it. The old zombie held you for a while and said his son for a while. What did you say?"

"Children are not allowed to deal with adults."

After eating, I suddenly thought of something and said to Rong Qi: "Rong Qi, my dream eyes seem to be open."

"How to say?"

I didn't avoid Ye Qun and Xiao Heng, so they looked at me.

Immediately, I said the weird dream I had last night.

"Su Daokai, is it really one of my Su's ancestors?"

I surely asked.

However, Rong Qi looked at me with a strange expression and said, "If I didn't guess what I did, the Su Daoka you said is the father of Uncle Gong. For a hundred years, it is also a stunning figure in Xuan Men, but Dies early."

The uncle's father.

Wouldn’t I have accidentally entered Uncle Gong’s dream last night, and then he was discovered by his old man and pushed me out.

In other words, the crying child in the dream is Uncle Gong?

I remembered how I felt when I ventured to the corpse in my dream last night.

"Did you go to a corpse in your dream?"

Rong Qi was anxious when I heard this, "That place is very evil, even if you have dream eyes, you can't mess up."

Ye Qun also nodded in agreement, "You were indeed too impulsive last night. It is said that the dream eye is connected to your spiritual power, that is, the soul, so even if you open the dream eye and act in a dream way, it is dangerous, especially It's still that corpse."

"Okay, I accept the criticism."

The exact date of the ancestor sacrifice in Sujiatun is actually tomorrow.

So today's preparations are gradually arranged.

From the morning, the village entrance began to kill pigs and slaughter sheep, everyone is like the New Year.

Every time at this time, Su Huier and Su Linger went back to help.

But this year, Su Ling'er didn't come. She was wearing clean clothes. At the moment, she was on the stone platform on the street. She chatted with a few people who had played before. As for the content of the chat, I and Su Huier passed by.

He accidentally listened to an ear.

It's nothing more than to brag about her history of struggle outside these years, and finally know the handsome police boyfriend, Yi Jin returns home.

Keep going and talk about how powerful his friends are.

There is a lot of humility in the language, and I enjoy the flattery of other former sisters.

"Have you seen Su Miaoer's boyfriend? It's so handsome, have you seen Linger..."

"cut."

But listening to Su Ling'er smiled disdainfully, "When she saw that her boyfriend was a rich young man, she was handsome and gold, and she played a new thing. I have seen this kind of thing a lot. I didn't expect Miaoer... No way, the temptation of money is too great."

"Really, Miaoer is our Sujiatun, one of the few college students."

Someone sighed.

Su Ling'er said with a funny lip: "Don't let it go, don't do it now, the least valuable ones are college students..."

Su Ling'er failed to pass the exam because of her poor academic performance. It has always been a thorn in her heart. Unexpectedly, it has become a boasting cost.

But she said, halfway through, she quickly stopped.

Because Su Huier and I have already passed.

However, we were too lazy to take care of her, but Su Huier sneered a bit and said, "It's really dead."

"what happened?"

I asked casually.

Su Huier pouted, and immediately said, "Last year, she went to our school to find me and said that she had no diploma. I wanted to introduce her to a job. I think for the sake of my fellow countryman, when I was a kid, I gave it to me. Pay attention."

"I originally wanted to find her a restaurant front desk or something. It was clean, but the salary was low. She couldn't look down on it. Our school has a lack of one in the cafeteria. The high salary means that I'm tired. I still have a relationship and said good things. The recommendation, the result..."

"Run? Are you still complaining?"

Given that I have also encountered Su Linger's wonderful experience in this regard, I guessed casually.