Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"Huh?" Oman's expression looked surprised, but he still confirmed with a smile: "He? Like me? Similar?"

Shahua nodded seriously, and then looked at Matthew again: "But this guy, it's because something went wrong when he was reincarnated."

Although the voice was small, Matthew could hear it clearly.

His expression looked very surprised for a moment, but then it was hidden.

"Since we have found this place, no matter what the purpose is." He looked at the two people lazily: "Let's report your family name first."

"Is it necessary?" Oman smiled charmingly, with a touch of contempt in his tone: "You little brat, you just need to be taught a lesson, and you don't need so many routines."

"The visitor is not kind." Matthew's pupils contracted slightly: "Could it be that you are here for Cheng Moxun again?"

I had already dealt with them once last time, but unfortunately I didn't get any valuable information.

Although this woman is not his target person, she is indeed a very interesting existence.

"Not only." Oman replied lightly, her skirt was blown by the wind at the moment, and phantoms of countless human faces appeared on it, but they were all blurred and looked more like strange patterns.

But Matthew only took one look, and his expression changed drastically: "Who are you?"

"Little guy, I said it last time." Oman smiled contemptuously: "Do you want to mess around to this extent?"

Matthew clenched his fists, and there seemed to be something faintly floating around him, but he couldn't see what it was.

Shahua stretched out his arms to embrace Oman vigilantly, protecting her in his arms.

"Leaving you in this world, I'm afraid there will be more innocent victims." Oman also noticed the abnormality, but continued: "Cheng Moxun is not the first, nor will he be the last."

Matthew smiled lightly.

Suddenly, he took a step back!Then the whole person fell from the edge of the roof.

Oman raised his eyebrows: "Escaped?"

Sha Hua didn't speak, but stepped to the edge of the roof and leaned over to look down.

Bustling city streets, pedestrians coming and going... It looks the same, where is the shadow of Matthew?

"It's really boring. I thought I could do something to that kid." Oman also walked over to Shahua's side, and said with a smile: "Next time we meet again, don't hesitate to eat it."

Cheng Moxun saw himself reaching out, grabbing the portrait in front of him unceremoniously, and then dragging it aside.

This is too impolite... She couldn't help shouting in her heart.

But Pear Blossom Essence didn't feel anything wrong at all. After letting go of her hand, she slapped her palm back and forth twice.

"Here is..." Hisoka was behind her, and now he didn't care how his ancestors were treated.

Looking at the corridor in front of him with a completely different style from before, he couldn't help questioning his eyes again.

The air here is warm and humid, mixed with the sweet and greasy taste of food, and some strong wine.

Is this still that bleak corner garden?

"Sure enough, it's different if someone leads the way." Li Huajing said with emotion: "The last time I came here, I really broke my legs."

"Have you been here before?" Hisoka asked in surprise, "Is this still the corner garden?"

"Of course I've been here, and this is indeed a corner garden." Glancing at the moving portrait beside her, Lihuajing continued to Hisoka: "Can you tell him to wait here safely and not to move around?"

Hisoka finally focused on the portrait, and he finally realized that the rustling sound that followed almost all the way disappeared at some point.

The bearded man in the portrait looked very angry, and a very passionate voice came from the portrait.

Hisoka shrugged, then looked at Cheng Moxun: "It's over."

Cheng Moxun didn't want to express any opinions at all. She was only worried about whether there would be a large number of ghosts suddenly swarming like last time!
But her worry seemed unnecessary, the environment here was quiet, and even a few words could be heard echoing softly.

It's strange to say, they stood here and made a fuss for a few minutes, why didn't anyone appear?
At the end of the corridor in front of you, there are only three doors, which are exactly the same as the ones you saw last time.

The doors on both sides of the corridor have a gap open, and the golden light is still pouring into the corridor.

Li Huajing looked at it for a while, then walked to one of the doors.

She didn't lie on the crack of the door to check this time, but stood a few steps away from the door frame and quietly looked into the crack of the door.

Food and wine, lit candlesticks, clean tables and neatly set cutlery; no difference from what I saw a week ago.

She turned around and went to the door on the other side of the corridor. Before she could stand still, she was startled.

A pale woman's face, which seemed to be wearing heavy makeup that had already been spent, was sandwiched between the cracks of the door, looking around furtively while smiling silly.

What the hell is this? !
Cheng Moxun was terrified, and at the same time, she also felt the shock of the pear blossom essence.

Hisoka has been standing behind, seeing Cheng Moxun standing there for a long time without moving, so he stepped forward curiously.

Then a few seconds later, his eyes widened involuntarily.

Although I have seen many unimaginable phenomena after entering the corner garden, it is the first time I have seen such a strong visual impact.

The woman kept looking around, seemingly unaware of Cheng Moxun's existence.

When Hisoka came closer, her eyes froze for a moment, and then instantly moved to Hisoka's face.

Hisoka met those eyes with indescribable emotions, and felt a sudden chill down his back.

"Squeak—" The door was slowly pushed open from the inside to the outside, making a piercing sound.

Pear Blossom Jing watched the woman's face rise gradually, and finally... a monster with a long neck and a huge size came out of the door!
That woman's face doesn't match this body at all.

Cheng Moxun felt a strange sense of fullness in the palm of her hand, and she knew it was the pear blossom essence secretly accumulating strength.

But this monster-like woman didn't mean to hurt anyone.

She walked completely out the door, then pulled the door all the way open, and stood to one side.

Just when Cheng Moxun and Hisuo didn't understand what was going on.

A woman wearing a vintage whalebone skirt slowly came out from the door.

Cheng Moxun's eyes widened. This is the woman who led them to find the first Patriarch last time!
The woman in the whalebone skirt walked very gracefully. She squatted down slightly towards Cheng Moxun and Hisoka, then turned half a circle and looked at the woman with a strange figure.

The latter shook his body a few times, then slowly returned to the door, and closed the door inside.

"Do you... know them?" Hisoka looked at the woman in the whalebone skirt, only feeling a little familiar: "I seem to have seen her somewhere."

"Ah?" Cheng Moxun was surprised in his heart.

Pear Blossom Jing also raised her eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

This woman should be a family member of the first Patriarch, or a powerful assistant and servant... But no matter what her identity is, she should have been dead for too many years.

How could Hisoka have met her?

"I remembered." Hisoka suddenly realized: "There is a portrait of her in the picture book handed down by the family."

This explains it all.

However, this woman is really a family member or something.

"The age is too long, and the family tradition does not write any information about women." Hisoka continued: "But she must be a very special person, and ordinary women will not be recorded."

"Really?" Li Huajing sized up the woman in front of her after hearing this.

The woman smiled faintly, she looked at Cheng Moxun with a puzzled expression; she looked at Hisoka with a little more surprise on her face.

She opened her mouth to say something.

The voice is soft and ethereal, and the tone is gentle, giving people a very stable feeling.

When Lihuajing heard it, Hisoka quickly replied.

She was not in a hurry, so she looked at the two people whose looks were completely different from her own, and discussed for a long time.

During this period, Hisoka waved his palm towards her, seeming to explain the reason of all this.

The woman's expression still looked puzzled. She looked carefully at Cheng Moxun, but she didn't seem to get any useful information.

She smiled, then turned and walked towards the door at the end of the corridor.

The whalebone skirt trembled slightly or heavily with the range of her movements.

It looks... like a living person.

At this moment, Cheng Moxun suddenly remembered that the woman in front of her was not a normal stranger.

She couldn't help shivering.

Hisoka didn't understand at all what was going on in front of him.

He only saw Pear Blossom Essence walking towards the door at the end, so he followed quickly.

Pear Blossom Jing didn't walk very fast, on the contrary, she was almost moving slowly.

She saw the woman come to the door, but didn't stop, but went straight through the door.

She paused, then heard Hisoka stop behind her.

"Wait here for a while." Li Huajing said while looking back.

The way they came was already pitch black.

The portrait leading the way is on the edge of darkness, leaning against the corridor, standing there.

After a long time, the woman finally came out from the door.

After she said something, she squatted slightly towards Cheng Moxun and Hisoka again, then slowly passed them and returned to the previous side door.

"She said, we can go in." Hisoka looked at the door in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "This... do I need to knock on the door?"

Ewha Jing had already stepped forward and pulled the door open.

"..." Hisoka sighed silently.

After entering the door, it is different from the slight humidity in the corridor, and the warm and dry room seems to refresh people all of a sudden.

A kind-looking old man, sitting on a cushion, quietly reading a book.

There are flames jumping in the fireplace, and there is a faint smell of burning firewood.

All this is so real that people can't believe their eyes.

"That's the first Patriarch." Li Huajing said lightly, and said to Hisoka who was still in a state of surprise behind her.

At this moment, the Patriarch finally shifted his gaze from the book to the two of them.

He stared at Cheng Moxun, his lips twitched, making a weird tone.

"It seems to be saying... the ghost on your body is still there?" Hisoka translated incomprehensibly.

The tone and grammar of the patriarch's speech, I don't know that it was the way hundreds of years ago, and it was not easy for him to understand.