Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

The side curtain of the sedan chair was thrown open.

A paper human face smeared with oil paint suddenly came into view, Jiang Zijin was startled, and shrank back.

The paper man stretched out his arm, and what he held tightly in his palm was a crumpled 'Happy' letter covered in dirt.

"Take it."

The paper figurine boy's voice is that of a child's immature timbre, and because he deliberately choked his throat, it is a bit creepy and sharp.

The word "囍" was thrown in from it, and landed on her fiery wedding dress.

The curtain was lowered again.

Jiang Zijin's face was full of fear, as if she had been scalded by the word "囍", she didn't dare to touch it, and let the paper-cut fall from her body to the ground.

She wiped the tears from the end of her eyes, curled up her body, and made herself feel a little safe.

The space of the bridal sedan is not too big, only three people can take it, and the wedding dress on her body is heavy, spread out on the bed, the space is just right.

Probably because the people who carried the sedan chair were not human beings, the sedan chair was not bumpy at all, and moved forward smoothly and strangely.

She wanted to take off her wedding dress, but she didn't dare, her almond eyes were covered with mist, she was beautiful and attractive.

How to run out now?

Jiang Zijin looked around, and she would not dare to ask her to open the curtain again.

There are paper figurines outside, who knows if any rules will be triggered the moment she pulls back the curtain.

Even in a high-level world, it is impossible to leave no way for people to survive.

Jiang Zijin tried to find clues in the sedan chair.She rummaged around and in the corners, and found a red booklet under the cushion.

I don't know what kind of leather the booklet is made of, but it feels extra smooth.

Jiang Zijin opened the booklet.

[July [-]th, auspicious]

[Congratulations today that the ceremony has just been completed, and a good relationship has been established.Only with the agreement of white heads, the letter to Hongjian is like the alliance of red leaves, which contains the mandarin genealogy. 】

[Sworn person (groom): Kang Qing. 】

[Bride: Jiang Zijin. 】

The three characters "Jiang Zijin" were carved with bright red cinnabar, and the strokes were deep and heavy, almost piercing through the thin paper.

She felt cold all over, the temperature inside the sedan chair was even colder than outside the sedan chair, and the cold wind seemed to be able to penetrate the sedan chair and seep in from the outside.

Kang Ching...

This should be the name of the ghost groom.

Jiang Zijin thought carefully about everything that happened before going up the mountain.

Originally, she didn't want to go up the mountain, she just wanted to walk around the village to see if there were any clues.

It was Bo Jingchen who took the initiative to talk to her and let her go up the mountain.

Looking at it this way, he is very suspicious.

Is Bo Jingchen the ghost groom?

Jiang Zijin's cheeks turned pale, and her thoughts began to diverge.

It doesn't make sense if Bo Jingchen is the ghost bridegroom, he has popularity, and he doesn't look like a villager in Xie Shen Village.

If the ghost groom really wants to parasitize, the first choice should be the most loyal and awe-inspiring villagers.

And she didn't know the ghost groom's real name before, even if the ghost groom said his real name, she wouldn't doubt it, there was absolutely no need to make such a fuss like now.

What is the booklet here reminding her of?

Jiang Zijin had a splitting headache thinking about it, with her palm covering her forehead, the slight strange feeling on her waist seemed to have been gently rubbed by someone.

There is absolutely no escape.

All the ways of life are blocked, it seems that marrying the groom obediently is the only way.

The sedan chair jerked violently and stopped suddenly, Jiang Zijin felt that the sedan chair was being lowered down.

The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted from the outside.

The ghost bridegroom's pale and strange face came into view, his lips were ominous blood red, his long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and the scent of woody flowers rushed into his lungs.

"Let's get off the sedan chair."

"Girl."

His voice was soft, with a weird faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his hand towards Jiang Zijin.

On the palm of the ghost groom's palm, there are inconspicuous calluses, and on the palm lines, the path that belongs to the 'lifeline' is extremely short.

Jiang Zijin shrank and didn't want to hold his hand, but there was only so much space in the sedan chair, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Girl."

The man's dark eyes suddenly sank, like thick ink smudged.

"Take me."

Jiang Zijin's eyes were in a trance for a moment, then she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and put it on his pale and cold hand.

The man held her hand tightly, pulled her hard, and pulled her out of the sedan chair.

Jiang Zijin fell into the arms of the man, and vaguely heard the paper figurine boys around him laughing, the laughter was sharp, like fingernails scratching the blackboard.

The ghost groom put a red hijab on top of her head.

"Let's go."

Jiang Zijin's legs were weak, if there was no ghost bridegroom to support her, she would definitely fall limp to the ground, without the strength to stand up.

The ghost groom half hugged her, and the cold voice sounded close to her ear.

"It's a happy event."

"Laugh."

Jiang Zijin couldn't help laughing, and the ghost bridegroom didn't force her, and dragged her to the main room.

"Cross the steps."

Jiang Zijin raised his legs mechanically, and stepped over the high threshold.

The main room was noisy, as if many people were crowded here, and the atmosphere was festive and joyful.

is it human?

Jiang Zijin's eyes were covered with a red cloth, and he could only see the area under his feet.

The ghost groom held her hand very tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

The two were dressed in wedding gowns and walked in from the outside, just like countless ordinary couples.

The metacarpal bone of the ghost bridegroom's grasping her protruded, propped up the thin skin, and the bruised purple complexion was so white that it penetrated.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

Jiang Zijin bent her back, as if an invisible force forced her to bend down.

The ghost groom pulled her, "Turn around."

"Second worship high hall-"

Jiang Zijin turned around clumsily and bent down again.

This time, her movements were a bit larger, and the red hijab hanging on her head moved a large area to the right.

Jiang Zijin's nose moved slightly.

— She smelled a strange smell.

It was like a cold and rotten earthy smell, mixed with rotting meat that had been dusty for many years.

She looked up and her pupils shrank suddenly.

On a pair of red cloth shoes is a pair of white bones!

It was sticky with mud and undecomposed carrion, sliding down disgustingly.

Jiang Zijin couldn't hold back the exclamation from his throat, tears kept falling down like beads strung together, and the soft carpet became dizzy.

ghost......

There's a room full of ghosts standing here!

——Author’s words——

I feel that you don’t like this world very much. If you are really afraid, I will reduce the length of this world appropriately (scratching your head).

Thanks for the gifts from the cuties, I saw it!