The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Lu Lie suddenly said: "I don't like depressing white flowers, I want dazzling red ones."

His voice had an indescribable heaviness, "If I die in the future, Xiaojiu don't hold white flowers to worship me. I don't like it. It's best to have them as brightly colored as roses."

Song Jiu thought that the other party was just joking. When he turned around and saw the solemn expression on his profile, he was stunned: "Alie, you are so strange today. Why did you say something depressing? Did someone do something bad to you?" ?”

The boy shook his head in silence and said nothing.

"Please two players complete the ghost marriage ceremony." The broadcast in the secret room repeated twice.

Lu Lie lit three sticks of incense and put them in the rice bowl, and put the embroidered red hijab on the bride's head with his own hands. The secret room was already dimly lit, and now Song Jiu couldn't see the surroundings clearly. He couldn't help but reach out to hold the boy. hands for a sense of security.

The human dependence pleased someone, and the laughter was low and magnetic: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, nothing will happen, I will always be by your side."

Song Jiu obeyed Lu Lie's words and nodded without doubting that they were false. According to the process, you only need to bow three times to get the clue. It should only take one minute, so it should be quick. I just don’t know how the NPC can scare them.

"Please...Zilazila, please let the couple join in a bloody marriage." There was a little noise on the radio, and then the steps were announced to be completed.

Although the voice was the same, Song Jiu's intuition told him that there seemed to be a different person.

"Alie, did you feel that the sound on the broadcast had changed? And I remember that there was no blood step in the script."

The person next to him didn't answer, pricked the young man's finger with a silver needle, and dropped the blood into the water bowl where the paper money had been burned: "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt. Since the radio said so, we will follow it," he said. With words of comfort, he dropped the blood from his fingertips into the bowl.

Two different streams of blood collide, mix, and blend. There is me in you and you in me. They are destined to be entangled together in this life.

At this time, Lu Lie's eyes had turned completely black, looking at the blood in the bowl with strange satisfaction.

As long as the ghost marriage ceremony is completed, it is a bride who has a ghost marriage in the true sense and belongs to him alone.

Lu Lie took his sweetheart in hand and worshiped heaven and earth and the high hall.

Song Jiu was wearing a red hijab and couldn't see his surroundings, so he could only cooperate with Ah Lie's movements. He didn't know that both sides of the originally empty mourning hall were now filled with paper figures with complete facial features, their dark eyes staring directly at the newlyweds, smiling horribly.

The husband and wife bowed to each other and the moment the ceremony was completed, Song Jiu suddenly became dizzy and dizzy. He had chest tightness and shortness of breath. He could not stand firmly. He was panting and passed out before he could ask for help.

When I opened my eyes and woke up, the mourning hall was still around me, unchanged, except that the road was gone.

Song Jiu was the only one in the empty mourning hall.

So cold, so cold.

The wedding clothes on her body were very thick, but Song Jiu was shivering from the cold. There was no window in the secret room and there was no wind. The two paper figures next to the wreath suddenly knelt on the ground.

startled him.

"Ah Lie, Ah Lie, where are you?" Song Jiu tried to call, but the only response was the nameless wind. The coldness seemed to penetrate his skin and penetrate deep into his bones. He shrank down and bit the tip of his tongue to barely wake himself up.

Three pillars of incense were burned in front of the worship hall, two short and one long. The glutinous rice in the bowl turned black for some unknown reason.

Song Jiu reluctantly opened his eyes in the cold wind, looked around, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the portrait on the altar table. His blood flowed all over his body. The portrait had deep features, sword-shaped eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a handsome black and white face with no expression.

That is clearly Lu Lie's face!

What's going on? Why does the person in the photo look like Ah Lie?

Song Jiu realized that he might have bumped into something bad and dirty, and hurriedly ran to the entrance of the secret room, only to find that the door was locked and could not be opened from the inside.

"Is there anyone? Is anyone outside?" He hurriedly slapped the solid wooden door, anxious and scared. At some point, many paper figures with eyes appeared behind him, tearing the corners of their mouths, and moving towards the young man inch by inch.

"Bride, bride, welcome to your marriage, a happy marriage for a hundred years..."

The pale-faced paper people, old or young, were getting closer and closer, singing festive blessing songs.

Song Jiu didn't dare to look back at all. He had never been in contact with those evil spirits, and fear occupied his entire mind. The paper people laughed and lifted the struggling bride up easily and walked towards the coffin placed in the center of the mourning hall.

"After you've paid your respects, it's time to enter the bridal chamber, cluck, cluck..." The immature and youthful voice of a child echoed in the secret room, causing an unspeakable strangeness.

Song Jiu was thrown into the coffin, and the thick and strong lid blocked out all light.

He couldn't move, and he clearly felt that his body was losing control. The oxygen in the coffin was getting less and less. He gradually became breathless and collapsed in the coffin from exhaustion.

Do I have to explain it here today?

When his head was groggy, the oxygen carried by the cold jelly-like touch covered his lips. Song Jiu couldn't wait to draw oxygen from that person's mouth, eager for it.

Make someone laugh.

The laughter was pleasant and familiar, but Song Jiu just couldn't remember it.

While delivering oxygen, a hand as cold as ice reached into the young man's wedding dress. The delicate wedding dress was peeled off, revealing the clean and smooth lining like jade.

Realizing that she was about to be violated by an invisible pervert, Song Jiu shed tears.

......

"Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu, wake up..." Opening his eyes again, Song Jiu took a long time to recover. Looking around, he found that he was lying in Lu Lie's arms, while others were sitting aside indifferently. .

"What's wrong with me?"

Song Jiu's voice was extremely hoarse. Lu Lie thoughtfully brought him a glass of water. After drinking the water, he felt much better and his consciousness returned. Some of the unbearable scenes that flashed through his mind made him feel a little broken.

"Alie, Alie, I...I...there is a ghost, there is a ghost invasion..." He was incoherent, and the word "invasion" could not be uttered no matter what.

Especially in front of Lu Lie.

The tall boy carefully wiped away the broken hair on the child's forehead with a tissue: "Idiot, I have another nightmare." His big hand covered the boy's neck, giving him a sense of security, "Just now when we were performing the ceremony, you suddenly fainted , I saw something was wrong, so I quickly took you back and waited for nearly half an hour before you woke up. "

"What's wrong? It's probably caused by your psychology. Don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

But, the feeling was too real. The laughing paper man, the hot wet kiss and the cold touch were all so lifelike. It was almost, really almost, that he would be violated by a strange ghost.

It was impossible for Song Jiu to be unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, but he calmed down with Lu Lie's efforts to comfort him.