The day when the ghost marriage forced me to dig my grave

As soon as it was dark, Lao Zhang and Xiao Zuo called back and said that they would not be coming back at night.

When he was talking, he still didn't forget to insinuate and ask how Lu Yu was doing now.

Lu Yu hung up the phone, and saw Shen Jinian floating in front of him at some point: "Aren't the two of you the helpers you're talking about?"

Lu Yu naturally shook his head: "Of course not, if it is haunted by ghosts, of course it must be a ghost."

Shen Jinian looked at Lu Yu, and had a guess in his heart: "Could you be looking for the pile outside?"

Lu Yu nodded: "That's right."

Shen Jinian crossed his arms and laughed, "Are you crazy? You actually want to make a deal with a ghost."

Lu Yu glanced up and down at Shen Jinian, pursed his lips and said, "You're not human either."

Shen Jinian stopped his chest and leaned forward: "Then I'm not the same as them..."

What's the difference.

"Isn't it just a ghost? I can handle it myself." Shen Jinian raised his chin, looking confident.

Lu Yu ignored him and just picked up the remote to turn on the TV.

There are still four hours before dawn, and I need to find something to pass the time.

Shen Jinian sat across from Lu Yu, staring at him and trying to persuade him to change his mind.

Lu Yu didn't want to waste any time talking to Shen Jinian about this.

Shen Jinian on the Internet is aloof, elegant, handsome and aristocratic, a diamond king.

But apart from Shen Jinian's good-looking face in front of Lu Yu, everything else was really different from the reports.

The hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, seeing that Shen Jinian was still babbling.Lu Yu raised his hand to cover his mouth, telling him to be quiet.

Strange to say, as long as Shen Jinian wasn't deliberately on guard, Lu Yu could touch him.

Regarding this, Shen Jinian said that it was probably because of the benefits Lu Yu received from his generous delivery of Yang Qi.

Lu Yu expressed that he was not interested in this kind of welfare.

His talking and laughing outside were getting closer and closer, Lu Yu didn't have the time to waste time with Shen Jinian here.

He carried a bag of Grandpa Mao in his pocket just in case.

He took a deep breath, made a mental construction card, opened the door and rushed out.

The group of night wandering ghosts just walked to Lu Yu's door, their eyes met, and it was the ghosts who were afraid.

Seeing that his recruits were about to slip away, Lu Yu quickly stopped them: "Don't go, I have a single business here and want to talk to you."

The group of ghosts looked at each other, and finally pushed one out to be a representative.

"What business?" Because he hadn't talked to humans for a long time, this ghost also stumbled when he spoke.

Lu Yu only found out today that the voices of ghosts are quite different from ghosts.

Shen Jinian's voice sounded like he was on a mic, the voice of various radio stations and anchors.

But when it comes to ordinary ghosts, it looks like an FM station whose signal has been interfered, and it sounds a little harsh.

Lu Yu didn't care about these things, he waved at the male ghost, and took out a stack of RMB from his pocket.

The ghosts who had gathered fled in an instant, and the male ghost howled: "We are just wandering the streets, and we are not harming anyone. Why are you doing this to us..."

It was only then that Lu Yu remembered that ghosts have a completely different attitude towards renminbi than humans.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Lu Yu quickly put away the money, and explained to them with a smile, "Actually, what I wanted to say is that as long as you cooperate with me, I will pay you accordingly."

"How to cooperate?"

The male ghost asked boldly.

Lu Yu curled his lips and smiled: "It's very simple, I want you to go to a place with me..."

The location of No. 77 West Street is relatively remote, and the owner died, so it has not been sold for so many years.

Sun Qian lit a cigarette, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy: "Do you think that kid surnamed Lu can really bring the money?"

Lin Chunmei raised her hand and nodded her husband's head: "Why are you still thinking about these useless things? Didn't I say everything, now we just need to think about how to spend the money in our hands."

Sun Qian exhaled smoke rings, feeling a little blocked in his heart: "I always feel that my heart is not at ease, that house always gives me a gloomy feeling..."

Lin Chunmei just laughed: "You said you old men are so blind to guess things? Although some tricks were used in the middle, the house is now under our name, isn't it? But if you are sorry, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door... ..”

"Come on," Sun Qian frowned, "You don't know whether to do it or not? Others can have grandchildren at my age, and I don't even have a son..."

Lin Chunmei was furious: "Is it possible for me to give birth to that son alone? Who can you blame if you can't do it yourself?"

The two were arguing, when a gust of wind suddenly rolled from the door to the window.

"Old Sun, don't you think it was a little cold just now?" Lin Chunmei sneezed, and subconsciously looked towards the window.

Sun Qian obviously felt it too. He just had a straight face and said to Lin Chunmei: "Isn't it normal for the temperature to drop to a cold spot? It's alright, hurry up and go to bed."

That night, Sun Qian and Lin Chunmei didn't sleep soundly.

Almost all of them were crushed by ghosts. One by one, everyone seemed to be queuing up to play trampoline, jumping and jumping on them, very happy.

The male ghost standing at the door commanded everyone to maintain order: "I count how many times I pressed myself, and we will get paid by piece when we arrive."

On the other side, Lu Yu sent Shen Jinian and another wave of ghosts outside West Street.

Shen Jinian wore a full tie with a cold expression on his face.

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows at this man, and then asked the ghosts, "Do you remember what I just said?"

"Remember. Brother, don't worry, we are professionals when it comes to haunting."

The night tour ghosts responded enthusiastically to Lu Yu, expressing that they would be able to complete the task satisfactorily.

Lu Yu nodded in satisfaction, walked up to the reluctant Shen Jinian and frowned: "If this operation fails, our cooperation will come to an end."

Shen Jinian twisted his neck, folded his cuffs and smiled gracefully: "There is no word for failure in my dictionary."

That night, ghosts and wolves howled in the ancient alleys of West Street.

Many residents said that the sound came from the long-abandoned yard.

Because the compound has been locked, there are countless legends about it.

It is said that the things in the yard have been kept away because of grievances. It is self-evident who gave the grievances.

At present, there are not a few people who suffer from Sun Qian's loan sharks.

At that time, the law was not as sound as it is now, but it deceived many people.

Now entering the new society, Sun Qian has transformed into some kind of "private lending" company.

Changing the soup without changing the medicine, there are still many people who are cheated.

After all, it was not the past, and everyone would not be afraid of Sun Qian other than contempt.

They sent people to the door together, trying to persuade Sun Qian to send that thing away.

But when he saw Sun Qian and his wife, the first thing the visitor said was: "Have you been possessed by a ghost?"

"What nonsense." Sun Qian waved his hand impatiently, "What the hell? Just come here. I was never afraid when I was alive, and I am even more afraid when I am dead!"

That's what everyone said, and it's hard for others to say anything more.

When passing by No. 77 West Street, everyone still thought that if you have a grievance and a debt, you should not find the wrong person.

Strange to say, since that night, the surrounding residents have slept soundly.

No more midnight disturbances, no more horrific hauntings.

Others' homes are fine, but Sun Qian's is not.

After being suppressed for three days in a row, Sun Qian and Lin Chunmei couldn't take it anymore, so they ran to Nanshan Temple to ask for a magic weapon and returned.

The night ghosts also wanted to go in, but there was a golden light from the inside to the outside of the door.

Getting close will burn the soul, even if they want to enter, they can't get in.

Lu Yu seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago, he stepped forward and patted Shen Jinian on the shoulder: "You haven't made trouble these days, have you?"

Shen Jinian sullenly said, "I don't make trouble, and isn't there everyone?"

Lu Yu nodded: "Then you have been studying for so many days, you should have learned how to make trouble. Everyone can't get in now, only you have been exposed to magic weapons every day so you won't be rejected by this level, so tonight It's up to you."

The other ghosts looked at Shen Jinian with anticipation: "Brother, it's up to you!"

"After working hard for so long, success or failure is once again!"

"Come on, you are the best!"

......

Shen Jinian adjusted his hair amidst the cheering cheers of a bunch of ghosts, and said softly to Lu Yu, "I'm going to make trouble."

"Go."

"I'm really going to make a fuss."

"Well, if you succeed, I will help you find the corpse. If you fail..."

Shen Jinian shook his clothes, with a fierce look on his face: "I said, there is no word for failure in my dictionary!"

Sun Qian and Lin Chunmei sat on the bed shivering.

All kinds of beads are piled up around them, and idols are held in their hands——

There are western and eastern ones, and it seems that a lot of preparatory work has been done.

"Husband, do you think they will come tonight?"

Sun Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I can't come in."

The lights in the room flickered on and off, and the bead curtains collided with each other making a crisp sound.

Lin Chunmei screamed and threw herself at Sun Qian: "Come, come!"

Sun Qian was nervous at first, but was even more flustered by Lin Chunmei's disturbance.

He raised his hand and slapped Lin Chunmei: "It's just that the circuit is unstable..."

The lights in the room suddenly went out, and Lin Chunmei screamed.

When she looked up again tremblingly, she found that her husband was sitting on the sofa at some point.

He crossed his hands and his back was very straight, completely different from the husband in her impression.

At this moment, "Sun Qian" seemed to be aware of his existence, and slowly raised his head.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Lin Chunmei, kept smiling and laughing, and finally asked, "Mrs. Sun, do you still remember who I am?"