Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

It was dark outside the car window, with a few sporadic fireworks.

I wanted to wake up Gongsun Yan, but when I looked up, his face was full of exhaustion, his lips were pale, and he was hardly the same as the tough man in my memory.

No, it should be said that his appearance this time is too weird.

Not only has my personality changed drastically, but she is also so strong. Most importantly, why do grandpa and mother approve of us being together so much?

I don't know if there are too many things to worry about, even when he is asleep, the man's eyebrows are twisted, and there is a beard stubble that has just sprouted on his chin, which is still a bit prickly to the touch.

But before I could take my hand back, my wrist was tightly clamped.

He met his eyes suddenly, his sharp gaze like a falcon's made one's heart chill.

Seeing that it was me, he immediately let go of his hand, and his eyes warmed up.

"You wake up, eat something."

He smiled at me, as gentle as that brother next door, but seeing such a sharp look in his eyes again, I also felt a little bit of resistance to him.

"Well, where is the food? Let's take the trunk, just to get some fresh air."

I just opened the car door, but Gongsun Yan got out of the car first, closed the door heavily, and quickly got back in the car, and handed me an insulated box.

There are exquisite meals inside, and they are still steaming, which can be seen with great care.

It's just that I don't understand why I can't even get out of the car now.

Gongsun Yan poured me a bowl of soup, and then said: "Anzhi, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, so, you eat first, and I will explain to you, okay?"

I looked at him, trying to see a trace of wisdom in his eyes, but I just stared at him for a long time, but found nothing.

"Anzhi, don't look at me like that, I said it's okay?"

I don't know if he was scared by me, or he suddenly felt better.

Gongsun Yan actually told me about my origin.

It turns out that my birthday is not in December as I imagined, but also on July 12th when the gate of hell is opened every year.

As for yin and yang eyes, it is inherited from my mother's family from generation to generation, but in my generation, when my mother was pregnant with me, an old Taoist priest suddenly came to my house.

Saying that I am the legendary disaster star, the lone star of the evil spirit, will bring disaster to the whole family.I asked my mother to get rid of me. As a mother, she naturally refused to hurt me. After tossing for a long time, I finally thought of a way, which is to change the horoscope of my birthday.

It's just that this predestined thing can be changed so easily.

Gongsun Yan was also young at the time and was not a participant in this incident. He just knew that it was said to be changed later. If I can survive the age of 24, then I can get rid of this terrible fate.

It's just that they didn't expect that with only three months left, my yin and yang eyes would be awakened.

And the disappearance of grandpa during that time was precisely because something happened to the Gu family's ancestral grave, and the good Dajibao land turned into a big murderous trend.

Not only that, but even the surrounding century-old willows died.

Only then did Grandpa realize that my fate cannot be covered after all.

The reason why Gongsun Yan appeared was also because the so-called expert at the time commented that my horoscope and Gongsun Yan are extremely compatible. If we are together, there may be a chance of survival.

The story is not long, but I feel as if I watched a blockbuster Qiong Yao movie.

Unfortunately, she also became the bloody heroine in it, and then she will be guarded by a handsome man with her own halo.

Just why, does this always sound a bit weird?
"Then, do I have to marry you to save the fate of me and my family?"

Gongsun Yan was taken aback for a moment, and a gleam of joy suddenly appeared on his face, but he quickly covered it up and put on a very serious expression.

"Anzhi, don't worry, I will treat you well, and I can also make money. Although it is impossible to say that I am rich, you will not miss those bags and cars that girls like."

"So?" I raised my eyebrows, feeling more and more ridiculous.

"So we should be together, shouldn't we? What's more, we've known each other for so many years, will anyone know you better than me?"

"Tell me what you're going to do this time. Don't tell me you only want to marry me?" I lowered my head and stuffed food into my mouth.

Gongsun Yan was stunned by me, but he didn't continue on this topic.

"This time, the main reason for coming here is because your yin and yang eyes have been opened, and if Grandpa Gu and I judged correctly, you should have received a ghost marriage, and if you are right, it has something to do with Xiao Luo's grandma , you also know that to untie the bell, one needs to tie it.”

"Ghost marriage?" The first moment in my mind was the flamboyant golden mask and red robe.

The word "Qin Luo" was about to blurt out, but was interrupted by Gongsun Yan.

"But it's very strange. It stands to reason that you should have abnormalities, but apart from seeing that Grandma Luo, don't you have any discomfort? And I gave you a pulse, and the pulse is also very normal."

"You gave me the pulse? What about the child?" Didn't the old monk say that I have a child last time, why is Gongsunyan in front of him so calm?

Could it be that my child is also a fake?But I obviously also tested three detection sticks.

Chinese medicine is not allowed, so Western medicine can't be allowed, right?

"What's the matter? Anzhi, is there something wrong with you?"

My nervousness made the bowl in my hand overturned, and the soup spilled all over the floor.

But Gongsun Yan didn't show any impatience on his face, instead he grabbed my hand, afraid that I might feel uncomfortable.

That serious look doesn't look like a fake.

But where has my child gone again?

My silence turned into fear in his eyes, and he put his clothes on me without saying a word, and then he lowered his head and took a paper towel to clean up the oil stains on the ground bit by bit.

Unbeknownst to me, he was still in the trunk, packing a suit of clothes for me.

Good-looking is good-looking, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like normal people's clothes.

The black robe was embroidered with a Yin-Yang pattern, and there was a gossip Yin-Yang fish ornament around his waist.

And he is matched with me. What I didn't expect was that there was a blood jade hanging around his neck that was almost the same size as the jade pendant my grandfather gave me, except that there was a dragon inside.

As if aware of my gaze, he suddenly took my hand and said softly, "Anzhi, have you seen this? This is what I brought with me since I was a child, and it happens to be a pair with yours."

"Then why did you still do that back then?"

"Me too"

Just as Gongsun Yan was about to answer, he suddenly stopped answering and stared out the window motionlessly.

Then I let go of my hand, opened the door directly and took a black belt and walked towards the night. Before disappearing, only one sentence was left behind.

"Remember, no matter what happens, don't go out."

I don't understand, but soon the problem arises.

Outside the originally pitch-black window, many "people" stood densely.

They were wearing white robes, carrying a coffin behind them, and their faces were covered with strange spells.

The action is sluggish, but the goal is clear.

Such a heavy car was actually shaken by them.

Among the crowd, there was a face I was familiar with, and that was the only complete person.

Classmate Luo.

But at this moment, he could no longer find the vigor that belonged to young people on his face, his eyes were sunken, and his mouth opened and closed following the rhythm of those "people".

I even heard the sound of Xiao Luo's grandma breaking the bellows.

"Anzhi, come out, I only want a drop of your blood"

"As long as you have a drop of blood, otherwise, Xiao Chuan will die"

"Gu Anzhi, do you have the heart to watch him die?"

I couldn't see where Xiao Luo's grandma was, but I could hear the voice clearly.

Although afraid, but thinking that Gongsun Yan should be not far away, he dared to answer: "Since you are Xiao Luo's grandma, why did you want to kill him?"

"Besides, I am a human being, and you are all ghosts, so what can you do if I give you blood?"

"Son, I'm saving him. I'm saving you too. Look at what a good marriage I've arranged for you."

As the sound floated in my ears, the white-clothed "people" who had surrounded the car all retreated.

The coffin not far away appeared in front of me, which was different from the dream last time.

This time it turned out to be a double, but the person lying in it turned out to be a child.

And it was the kind that had been dead for a long time and was dug out again.

The child seemed to have suffered a lot during his lifetime, and his body seemed complete, but it was shriveled.

It looks like a leaky inflatable doll, dark and weird.

Looking at Xiao Luo at the side, the dull eyes started to cry.

It was the tears of blood that I saw in the first place, the kind of tears that only the deeply wronged would shed.

It seemed that he saw me too, and even shook his head at me.

The chapped lips opened and closed, but there was no sound.

"Anzhi, as long as you have a drop of blood, a drop"

I looked out the window, under the headlights, Ronaldinho was the only one who could be seen.

If it is true that a drop of my blood can save a life, then this deal is worthwhile, but when Gongsun Yan left, he repeatedly asked me not to open the car door.

"Anzhi, haven't you decided yet?"

"He's going to die."

Grandma Xiao Luo's voice became more and more tragic, and Xiao Luo in front of me was just lying on the outside of the car window, extremely miserable.

There was only a knob between us, as my hand was on the doorknob.

Suddenly the ring in his hand shone brightly, a red dress rose from the sky, and a huge pentagram rose from the ground, covering all those people inside.

Those "people" in white were imprisoned by the pentagram on the ground, stumbling around.

Ronaldinho, on the other hand, seemed to be liberated, and fell to the ground straight up, with a hint of relief on his face.

Just as I was about to make a sound, the red voice turned around and raised a finger at me.

"Shh!"