There is a saying: You can’t live in the same bed, and you must have the same acupuncture point when you die.
This is a description of love, but love is not all beautiful, and some marriages are also very scary, such as marriage.
Some people die early, but their surviving parents will be married to them.
Giving wreaths to the deceased and giving burial goods is excusable, but it is absolutely stupid and crazy to be married to the deceased. Do you still count on the dead to pass on your family line and end your old age
Yang Zexin took a deep breath and slowly said, "It's big night, in this horrible place, can you not ask this horrible question?"
I asked him: "Are you afraid of ghosts too?"
He hurriedly said: "I don't believe in ghosts at all, so why am I afraid of ghosts?"
"Then why don't you dare to answer my question?"
Yang Zexin drew another cigarette and handed it to me, but I waved his hand to refuse, he continued the fire, and slowly said: "I have also heard about the relationship between kinsmen. This was only done by the old feudalism. It was the landlord’s old wealth that married his son who died early, and it was still a living person. After the liberation, the landlord’s old wealth was knocked down. Some old peasants also developed this kind of thinking. But recently, some rich people have also had this idea. Kind of idea."
"Have you encountered such a thing?"
Yang Zexin put out the cigarette butt and said: "I have really encountered this kind of thing. The son of a nouveau riche in Baqiao District was hit and killed by a car. I don't know who he was instigated and wanted to match his dead son. When we got married, we went to our Lantian County to find a family member. After being reported, he had no choice but to stop, but he did not give up. If the living cannot be found, he will look for the dead."
After many inquiries, the upstart actually met a little girl who died of leukemia. He married his son a vaginal marriage, but buried the two coffins together and gave the girl’s parents a gift. .
There is another person in the life of the ghost. It is said that he is an old bachelor named Zeng Daring. He has been hunted for a while, but he can't find his person, so he can't stop it.
I asked him: "What do you think of the ghost?"
Yang Zexin said frankly: "It doesn't matter, anyway, it doesn't affect others. I'm afraid that some people will make a deliberate guess. For some gift money and introduction fees, the living will be killed to match the ghost!"
I shuddered immediately after hearing this.
Soon one hour passed, Yang Zexin asked me: "Xiao Yuan, it's your turn to watch the night, are you still sleepy?"
I said that I was not sleepy and asked him to go to bed as soon as possible.
Yang Zexin quickly fell asleep with the foxhunting in his arms. I quietly left the mountain col, took out my flashlight from my bag, and looked for Wei Zhaodi's body nearby.
After listening to Yang Zexin's introduction, I can already be sure that Wei Zhaodi is being matched with a ghost, but I don't know whether Wei Zhaodi is alive or being matched with a ghost after death
I pinned a flashlight to my military cap, held a sharp knife in my left hand and a wooden stick in my right, and searched carefully along the foot of the mountain. Amidst the sound of the wind and the howls of owls, I found a cave dwelling.
The black hole was almost covered by falling rocks and snow, and only a small gap was exposed, but it was this gap that made me feel a yin air.
Closing my eyes, I immediately saw through the cave dwelling. Inside was a bluestone slab, and behind the slab was a small black coffin. The inside of the coffin was empty.
But at the top of the coffin, I saw the corpse of a little girl. It was Wei Zhaodi's.
She lay quietly on the lid of the coffin, as if asleep.
I opened my eyes and saw the entrance of the cave. I hesitated whether to call Meng Kuan and Yang Zexin together
At this time, a man's vigorous voice came from behind me: "Yuan Gongzi, don't you think of giving up for a while? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a standard once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
I was taken aback. I looked back and saw a man in a black robe with an ancient makeup. I couldn’t tell his identity by looking at his face, but by looking at his temperament, I could conclude that he was Li Chunfeng. Or one of Yuan Tiangang.
Some people are so popular that you will be impressed by them when you see them. This is the so-called aura, or the material for being a leader.
For example, when I saw the patron of the ghost emperor, I was suppressed by his domineering, and when I met Xiao Ke, I was impressed by his heroism.
And this man is more domineering than the ghost king, and there is a hint of aloofness in his domineering, his face is slightly upward, and the tone of his speech reveals a hint of majesty and fierceness.
"You haven't asked your honorable name yet?" I asked in the tone of a martial arts novel.
The other party responded: "The old man is Li Chunfeng's soul, where is the son of Yuan Gongzi from Henan?"
I casually said, "I'm from Xin'an County, Luoyang, Henan. Why do seniors want to find me?"
Li Chunfeng said: "For thousands of years, there have been countless people who have entered this place, but you are the only exception. You can get out of your primordial spirit, and evil will not invade. The female ghost sent Gui Meilun to call you a righteous person."
"Zhengren? What do you mean?"
"Young Master Yuan, please come with me!" His words contained nine points of majesty and a bit of magnetism, and I could not help but follow him as if I had encountered an iron block of a magnet.
On the cliff, a mansion compound appeared in front of me. I knew it was just an illusion, like the Huangjue Temple on the slope of an ancient temple.
However, the plaque on the front entrance of the mansion is inscribed: Opening of the Tang Dynasty.
I hesitated in front of the gate of the house, and an ancient poem appeared in my mind.
As soon as Hou Men entered as deep as the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby ever since.
The soul of Li Chunfeng next to him pushed me. Although he was also a soul, he was full of strength. I floated into the house like a kite and couldn't help but follow him into the main hall.
In the main hall, with a wave of his sleeves, the room was suddenly full of lights. This can be regarded as a big family, with Hu bed screens, carved beams and painted buildings, iron pots and copper stoves, cigarettes curling around the building, and its luxury.
The white candle flame was pulsating, and I saw the silly treasure hanging on the wall, and I was a little puzzled.
Li Chunfeng asked me to sit down at Hu**, make me a cup of sparrow tongue, and slowly said: "Why do you want to say that this opportunity is rare in a lifetime?"
I listened humbly, and the other side said: "For thousands of years, countless people have come here as guests. Some have come empty-handed. Others came empty-handed and left their lives here."
"This is a turning point in fate. People who are destined to be mediocre for a lifetime can change their destiny only by death. What more people lack is an opportunity. Your fate is destined to be extraordinary. Life is a way, and death is also a way. Regardless of life or death, an outstanding person is an outstanding person, a ghost or a ghost."
I humbly asked for advice: "Sir, should I choose life or death?"
"It's not your choice, but your ability determines your future, your thought determines your choice!"
"When the light is off, if you are still alive until dawn, you can continue to live, otherwise you don't have to stay here. You have to report to the underworld and be your ghost."
I immediately asked: "Is it the only one who fights alone?"
"At the turning point of fate, no one can help you, only oneself can help oneself!"
After Li Chunfeng said, he drank all the tea in front of him, dropped the cup, and the candles in the main hall went out at the same time.
I immediately pulled out the sharp knife and closed my eyes.
What is this place
This is not a mansion at all, but an empty tomb, a tomb that has been stolen.
An empty tomb is like an underground parking lot, but it is nowhere near as scary as an underground parking lot.
But it's still terrifying here. The horror stems from me being alone in the catacombs. Where is the exit? I haven't noticed that although Li Chunfeng's tomb had been stolen long ago, it was still like a maze, and I was in the maze.
I raised my wrist and looked at my watch. It was already 3:30 in the morning. If I couldn't find the exit before dawn, I might go to the underworld from here to take up my post. (End of this chapter)