My very cool daughter-in-law

According to Xiaoqiu, he finally gave up "more of himself" and replaced it with ghost dolls' tokens. This is already the result of his careful weighing. It sounds like he is also thinking about Sheng Xun, yes Very reasonable.

However, as the person concerned, Sheng Xun could only express his feelings with a very general silence: "..."

He felt that every inch of his face was trying to express the indescribable.

If possible, Sheng Xun certainly hoped that he could pack up Xiaoqiu and the two dolls and send them home immediately, and he would do whatever they want.

But the truth is he can't.

Everyone has already entered the "platform" leading to the Lake of Resentment. Xiaoqiu is bold and capable. Not only did he stuff himself in a bag and successfully lurk all the way, but he also took two spirit dolls with him across the sea.

The other party had already avoided the perception of a car of mystic masters, and followed in through the Tankou detection.

"It's all here." Xiaoqiu also said.

The ghost has mastered the rumored three Chinese New Year phrases without a teacher.

Sheng Xun finally got down in one breath, and when he heard this sentence, he felt that the breath was stuck in the middle again, which made him want to slap the ghost on the back of the head.

He did, too.

"Are you going to tell me next time, the child is still young?" Sheng Xun pressed Xiaoqiu's hair with his palm, and saw the ghostly black hair piled out from his fingers. Pull up and pull up.

Xiaoqiu squeezed Sheng Xun whatever he wanted, and lowered his head in a cooperative manner.

"The child is not young." Xiaoqiu didn't use the New Year's golden sentence combo to Sheng Xun, but he replied seriously when he bowed his head, "If you really count by age, you are the second youngest in the family, and the bottom one should be 2005 Cubs born around the year."

The exact age of Xiaoqiu is unknown, but Andy was produced around 1990.

In this way, Sheng Xun, who is only a little bit close to stepping into the threshold of "post-00s", is really ranked third in his family.

"..." Sheng Xun was speechless for a moment, he wrapped his fingers around Xiaoqiu's hair, and finally he could only say, "Our family's generation may be a bit confused."

Xiao Qiu agreed with this sentence.

But the ghost still said reassuringly, "It doesn't matter."

The children are not young, but they have all come. The third-year-old "Papa Sheng" who is the third in the family but acts as a loving father has nothing to do, so he has no choice but to accept their existence very tiredly, and then continue to do it Things that were originally planned.

Room 209 is the same as this guest house with 90s characteristics everywhere. The bottom of its white wall is painted with a half section of cucumber green paint, the window edge is made of wood, dark color, and there are vertical stainless steel security nets outside.

This is a standard room, with only a single bed about 1.5 meters in size, covered with plain colored sheets, the backboard of the headboard and the bedside table next to it are all reddish brown, and there is an old style dial telephone on the bedside table , white, but the dial panel has turned yellow. Sheng Xun went to check the phone line, and found that the interface behind it was broken long ago, and the line was broken.

"This phone is also a paper model." The little red ball jumped up and down beside Sheng Xun, and made Andy's voice.

No need to pretend that you don't exist anymore. Artifact spirits are similar to ghosts. As long as people carry their bodies, they can also use their power, which will make them more generous.

The ghost doll didn't think these paper toys for funerals were scary at all, but asked Sheng Xun with great interest: "Can we take all the paper toys back here? Just give them a little power supply, and they will be like It’s really usable, fun and convenient.”

Andy's little red ball can turn into a mouth by itself, and it can beep without being visible.

Sheng Xun stood up straight in front of the bedside table: "No."

He resolutely rejected the doll's application, refusing to let such a sensational thing as "paper corner" appear in the house.

"I'd rather buy the real thing for you." Sheng Xun said.

"Okay." Andy said.

Xiaoxiong and Xiaoqiu are much quieter and know how to cooperate with others and work separately.

As if to clean the house, the calico scarf swept along every piece of furniture in the house, but when it returned to Sheng Xun, it was still clean.

It taps the little red ball with the part of its bow tie.

Andy understood what Xiaoxiong meant, and reported to Sheng Xun on behalf of Xiaoxiong: "Xiaoxiong said that he has already seen the furniture in other parts of this room. The things here are basically made of paper, only the bed is different."

Xiaoqiu retracted the perception that he had just spread out to spy on the whole village, and he appeared after Andy.

"It's not just this room." Xiao Qiu added on his discovery, "In this entire village, only the stone tablet at the entrance of the village is different from the real body of this bed. They are not made of paper."

The stone tablet at the head of the village is similar to Sheng Xun's guess. It is a real stone, and there is nothing special about the material. It can only be regarded as a medium material among all the stone materials that can be engraved.

But regarding the bed in front of him, after Xiao Qiu stated his observations on the stele, he obviously paused when he was about to mention the bed.

"What happened to the bed?" Sheng Xun asked.

The ghost was standing at the end of the bed, his eyes looking down on the bed seemed a bit deep.

The rambunctious ghost doll stopped making trouble, it slowly drove the little red ball and the calico scarf together, and stopped beside Xiaoqiu.

"Take a look." Xiao Qiu said after a moment of silence, his pale hands stretched out towards the bed, as if gently brushing away some floating dust.

Where Xiaoqiu's finger passed, the seemingly ordinary and ordinary bed disappeared inch by inch, revealing a long strip of dark wood.

It is something that is not common in life, but is easily recognizable at a glance.

A coffin lid.

Moreover, the coffin lid was not normally placed with buttons on it, it was turned inside out and facing outward, as if waiting to support something, it was placed there quietly on its back.

"That's why Feng Qiang felt the bed was hard before." Sheng Xun said slowly, staring at the coffin lid.

Xiao Qiu's hand did not move away after breaking the illusion, and the ghost's pale and slender fingers were still hovering above the coffin lid.

Xiaoqiu seemed to be attracted by something, he was stunned for a while, and after a while, the little red ball beside him rolled over gently and touched him, and then he came back to his senses, and responded to Sheng Xun's words :"Um."

Sheng Xun didn't ask Xiao Qiu why he was lost in thought.

Because Xiao Qiu quickly told him: "The coffin was originally brown."

But the coffin lid that appeared in front of their eyes was reddish brown, the same color as the backboard of the head of the bed transformed from it before.

It seemed that at the second when Xiao Qiu's tail sound fell, the smell of blood floated in the air.

The stench of blood came from the inside of the coffin lid, as if it had been soaked in fresh blood, and the old blood remained under the wood layer and hadn’t dried up. The wood on the surface had been covered with fresh blood before the blood gas was removed, so the smell of blood It was deposited layer by layer, and finally penetrated into every piece of sawdust in the coffin.

"I remembered something." Sheng Xun continued to stare at the coffin lid and said.

Xiaoqiu said "hmm" again, waiting for him to continue speaking.

It took Sheng Xun a little effort to move his gaze away from the coffin lid. He closed his eyes slightly, and the picture about the information book flashed back quickly in his mind.

"New bride, eight husbands come to carry the sedan chair, Huang Yuan and Bai Yuan throw it away." Sheng Xun slowly repeated the content in the information.

This is the weird folk tune that Feng Qiang once heard after discovering that the outside world was changing the world.

When he first saw it, Sheng Xun discussed it with Chu Shang, and he felt that the scene described in this rural tune was both like a wedding and a funeral.

And Chu Shang's answer at the time was: "Your guess is right."

The eldest brother of the Chu family frowned when he gave the answer, revealing a disgust from the bottom of his heart.

Sheng Xun only reacted slowly for a while, and then he understood the word that the other party was reluctant to even mention - dark marriage.

The "bride" who is selected to enter the deserted village may have only one final fate, which is to marry a certain evil spirit in the deserted village.

"But what I'm very concerned about is its next sentence." Sheng Xun withdrew from the memories, and his brows also unconsciously frowned.

He said to Xiaoqiu: "Bring it into the Raksha Gate and replace the old bride—the Raksha is an evil spirit, an evil spirit in a deserted village, but what about the 'old bride'?"

Is the "old bride" the previous victim who was unfortunately chosen by the pool of resentment?

If so, how many "old brides" are there in the population disappearance that has lasted for almost 20 years...or how many grieving ghosts are here, who used to be like Feng Qiang, who was suddenly awakened by the cold wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves, in the wilderness. The frightened and bewildered "new bride"?

Xiaoqiu didn't answer Sheng Xun's question, he looked at Sheng Xun silently, and Sheng Xun felt that the answer was already in their hearts.

How many "brides" there are is something that cannot be calculated with numbers alone.

Because even if the number is only one, it means that innocent people have shed blood and tears on this coffin lid, which makes people feel blocked.

Xiaoqiu was usually pale, and he rarely showed any obvious expressions, but when Sheng Xun looked at him now, he felt that there was blood floating under the ghost's pale face.

"Guess what I'm thinking now?" Xiao Qiu said softly to Sheng Xun.

Ghosts ask questions back to humans.

Sheng Xun watched him for a while, then walked from the head of the bed to the end of the bed where Xiao Qiu was standing.

"Thinking about the same thing as me."

Xiaoqiu was pulled by Sheng Xun's hand, listening to him say: "This trip is too right, we won't let there be another 'new bride' here."

"Yeah." Xiao Qiu shook Sheng Xun's hand back, and his expression became a little better,

After that, Xiaoqiu raised her hand to restore the phantom of the bed

"You had a bad complexion just now." Sheng Xun smelled the blood in the air and dissipated, and they were all covered under the illusion.

He was a little worried about Xiaoqiu's state just now, so he mentioned something.

Xiao Qiu shook her head, only stretched out her hand that had not been put down to Sheng Xun's side, and naturally put her hand into the pocket of Sheng Xun's coat.

"I also remembered something." Xiao Qiu said, "I just suddenly understood why they purposely put the coffin lid up."

Sheng Xun put his hands back into his pockets.

"Why?" His voice lowered unconsciously.

"The chosen person will be carried away by this coffin lid first, which means to announce to the world, so that all the nearby creatures and ghosts will know at the same time that this is the bride who is destined to marry the ghost today." Xiaoqiu said, "I I just saw that the four corners of the coffin lid can be wedged. After the chosen person finishes dressing up and looks like a qualified bride, they will wedge the coffin lid and nail the other person on the lid at the same time. According to the so-called 'auspicious time', carry it to the place where the groom's bones are kept."

Then when they got to the place, they turned over the lid of the coffin and put the people in the coffin together.

The bride and groom have been facing each other for a long time.

Can't break free, can't escape.

What is emphasized here is this kind of "coffin closing".

The author has something to say: Happy Double Festival!

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