no one knows better than me

But she didn't know how alluring her eyes were at the moment.

After Zhuang Qingliu's eyes flickered for a while, he looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, and suddenly asked Mei Hualan, "Why are you wearing this?"

Mei Hualan looked down at the bridal gown on her body: "Because they look the same, they are a pair."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

"It's going to be dark soon, and she can't see it."

After Mei Hualan said another sentence, she still looked at Zhuang Qingliu without blinking, and neither retracted her outstretched hand nor took the initiative to hold her.

The red light of the lantern flowing in from outside the corridor spread all over the floor, she maintained such a simple and casual movement, the long sleeves with dark patterns hung down, but there was just a gap of light leaking at the bottom, as if this person was actually Very good at handling this size, it has always been able to let people see a line of ambiguous soft light that occasionally comes through, and then wait for you to reach out and hold it one day.

After Zhuang Qingliu's heart stirred quietly for a while, he stretched out his hand as if nothing had happened, and put his hand into her palm, but asked without interrupting at all, "When does that ghost bride usually show up?"

Unexpectedly, Mei Hualan said: "When I turn off the lights and go to bed."

"..."

"?????"

Zhuang Qingliu choked for a long time, and then suddenly looked at Mei Hualan's lowered head and smiling eyes, raised his eyelashes, and asked subtly: "... To be honest, the surname is Mei and the name is Panpan, you didn't take time off at all a few days ago, right? Who did you enroll in the class temporarily? Why did you suddenly become like this?!"

Mei Hualan looked at her changing face, smiled happily several times, and did not deny it.

Seeing this, Zhuang Qingliu thought a little bit, hooked her collar: "Well, with City Lord Yan, right? What else did she teach you?"

Mei Hualan hummed twice this time, one hand rested on Zhuang Qingliu's hair and couldn't relax to sort it out: "It's not her, and she doesn't know how."

"Yes." Zhuang Qingliu suddenly smiled, "You single dogs!"

Mei Hualan straightened out, touched Zhuang Qingliu's cheek very smoothly from her hair, and nodded as if poking some tender tofu fondly: "So I am the hope of our family. Son, you should give me more consideration."

Zhuang Qingliu laughed immediately, and lifted her hand with a finger: "Why are you not the big red flower in your village?"

Just at this time, there was another burst of crackling and lively firecrackers outside. This is the string that was set off before the worship. When the worship is over, the couple will enter the bridal chamber together.

Zhuang Qingliu hooked the plum blossom railing, led her out from behind the screen, leaned against the wall, opened the door a little and looked out: "Well, when did the ghost bride do it?"

Mei Hualan also looked out with her head together: "One time, on the way into the bridal chamber, the man was strangled to death before entering; the other time, the groom sent the bride into the room first, and then went out to have a toast with the guests. When I came back drunk at night, I just pushed open the bedroom door, and was hanged by a rope on the door frame; the last time, the last time, uh..."

Zhuang Qingliu waited for a while, then looked back at her: "What happened last time?"

Perhaps the description and summary this time is a bit difficult for a person like Mei Hualan, so she pushed lightly to cover the gap in the opened door, then raised her hand, and placed another virtual scene on the white wall. .

This time, the virtual scene is a bedroom with two big red candles burning. The layout of the room is no different from that of an ordinary bedroom, except that red silk is hung everywhere, and the Chinese characters "囍" are pasted on the windows.In addition, there is a dressing table against the wall, with a bronze mirror standing on it, and a mandarin duck coiled on each side of the hanging wood.

At this time, the red candle has already been lit for almost half, which means that it is getting late, and the groom is probably still outside with the guests, so the bride who has been waiting by the bed for a long time took off her hijab, and then walked slowly to the dressing table , sat down and began to remove the jewelry on his head.

Zhuang Qingliu saw that her belly was flat and she didn't seem to be pregnant, so she knew it well: "Is this the girl who makes wine for a living?"

Mei Hualan hummed, and said in a low voice, "She was the one who was frightened by the ghost bride and almost died of illness."

First the parents, then the groom, people around them died suddenly and suffered bad luck one after another, but it is normal for every individual to be sensitive and weak.But looking at the behavior of the brewing girl who took off her veil first, it shows that she should actually have no longing for this marriage, she is just lonely and hastily willing to marry.

But the next scene actually made Zhuang Qingliu feel more and more familiar: first, the bride wept silently in front of the bronze mirror, then she untied her coiled hair, pulled out a blue-colored apricot flower hairpin, and then used a The chestnut-colored wooden comb began to comb his hair gently, and finally in the mirror... suddenly an additional face of a strange woman appeared!

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly remembered - she had seen this scene before!But what she saw was a description from when she flipped through the book in her previous life!

Before I had time to think about it, the light in the virtual bedroom on the wall suddenly dimmed, and the candles all over the room began to sway faintly without wind, while the girl sitting in front of the vanity mirror seemed to be fascinated by the invisible. He just pulled and combed his hair numbly, and asked the female ghost standing behind him in the mirror, "Who are you?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Although I have seen the paper version of this scene, I still find it very weird.

The lights and shadows in the entire Void Realm bedroom flickered more and more fiercely, and it seemed that there was a wind blowing outside the window, and the mottled and swaying tree shadows swayed everywhere, and the female ghost who was also wearing a big red wedding robe suddenly screamed: "—I He is the one who came to save you!!"

Immediately, the entire ghost suddenly jumped forward violently, and actually landed on the body of the brewing bride!

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the door, and the groom who had finished the banquet came back!

- Swish, Swish, Swish... Click!

The moment the door was pushed open, the "wine making girl" in front of the dressing table stood up and jumped out like lightning, and flied to the door in a strange figure, grabbed the groom's neck, and immediately exerted force without pausing... Click!

The ghost bride actually twisted off the groom's head viciously with the hand of the brewing girl through her upper body!

Zhuang Qingliu only caught a quick glimpse of the scene of blood spattered three feet behind and a staring head being thrown to the ground, and put it away in time.

"Are you afraid?" she asked quickly.

Zhuang Qingliu: "...What about being afraid?"

Mei Hualan unexpectedly reached out to hug her, and patted her on the back: "I hug you, I'm not afraid."

"..."

"You're almost done." Zhuang Qingliu pushed her away with a smile, and said, "It turns out that the last one, the groom's head was unscrewed by the brewing girl herself. No wonder she was so frightened and frightened that she almost died of fright." ——But speaking of it, apart from this, the Ghost Bride did not show her true form the other two times?"

"Yes, at least there is no upper body."

As Mei Hualan said, she hooked the hijab in Zhuang Qingliu's hand, and put the hijab on her head: "Let's go."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes suddenly went dark, and he couldn't help holding her hand and asking, "Where are you going?"

"The way to the bridal chamber after worship is also very dangerous. Let's take over and enter the bridal chamber."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

It's obviously a good word...why on earth did she make it so ambiguous and funny.

After Mei Hualan looked at Zhuang Qingliu and smiled silently this time, she led her figure in a flash and disappeared in place.

At the same time, the sound of firecrackers in the front yard rang again, and the sickly groom, who had just performed all the salutes, was shaking his legs, holding a red satin between him and the bride, turned around the front hall, and walked towards the back yard.

Probably because they had made arrangements in advance, all the congratulatory women and maids did not follow at this time, but happily began to invite the guests at the night tables to sit and have a drink.

The groom and the bride walked through a short verandah, and in front of them was the weeping willow moon gate that entered the backyard.At this moment, the sky was already dark, and the moon door hung with red silk was tightly closed. After the groom approached, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately pushed it away.

At the same time, the two small lanterns on the corner of the eaves were flicked, as if the light and shadow flickered as the door was opened, and then... the two people who walked out seamlessly from behind the Moon Gate had been replaced by Mei Hualan and Zhuang Qingliu .

This door was equipped with a teleportation talisman by Meihualan in advance, so the sick bridegroom and bride were already teleported away at the moment the door was pushed open, and the two fakes who took over went down as if nothing had happened. , It's true that ghosts can't see it.

Because Zhuang Qingliu was covered with a red hijab, he couldn't see anything, so he could only hold his breath and be led along the way.

But walking here and there, she felt that Mei Hualan suddenly stopped in her tracks, and she couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

At this time, the moonlight spreads around the ground, flowing like a clear spring, and the beauties beside her are blooming like peach blossoms.

Mei Hualan turned her head to look at Zhuang Qingliu lightly, then looked behind the doors in two directions in front of her, and said, "It seems that I went wrong."

"...??"

Can this big guy still do it!Are you a road idiot? !

It was so strange that the "groom" went the wrong way in his own house, so Mei Hualan didn't stop and didn't look back, but led Zhuang Qingliu to go forward openly, and at the same time whispered: "In front of me is a door. Small corner door, very low, and hung with red silk—so remember, when I ask you to bend down later, bend down."

Although Zhuang Qingliu really wanted to pinch her face, she still whispered: "... Got it."

So after walking about twenty steps, Mei Hualan took her hand and squeezed it lightly: "Bend down."

Zhuang Qingliu quickly turned forward.

As a result, as soon as she walked through the door, after a pause, Mei Hualan led her back to the spot.

"??" Zhuang Qingliu immediately asked, "What are you doing?! Going the wrong way? Can't you turn back?"

Mei Hualan said "hmm": "It's out of the street."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..." This is really outrageous.

"Bend again." Suddenly came again.

Zhuang Qingliu had no choice but to bow his head immediately and make another bend.

However, after walking quietly for a while this time, she felt that the person in front of her turned slowly and slightly, and walked in front of her again.

Mei Hualan's gaze was as gentle as water in the night, she looked gently at Zhuang Qingliu's red hijab, and said, "Bend down."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Why on earth are you bending forward, bending backward, facing each other... still bending.

Although she had already faintly noticed it in her heart, but out of trust and...and some indescribable emotion, Zhuang Qingliu paused for a moment, then bent down slightly by accident.

A pair of slightly cool hands with the scent of flowers seemed to have been waiting in the air for a long time, supporting her gently and steadily.

Mei Hualan's voice came out after a while: "The road ahead is difficult, I will hug you."

After she finished speaking, before Zhuang Qingliu could reply, her back and legs were gently slapped, and she was hugged horizontally.

……

After walking for a while, she still couldn't help raising her hand slightly, as if she wanted to take off the hijab.

The person holding her immediately whispered: "Don't reveal it."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Mei Hualan asked again: "Is it unstable?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Mei Hualan: "Then you hug me."

……

Zhuang Qingliu felt a more intense inexplicable feeling in his heart, and he could only see the hem of the plum blossoms and golden red auspicious clothes from the side of his head under the red hijab, which was swaying like a breeze with the slow pace between walking and stopping.

After walking in silence for a while, Zhuang Qingliu silently raised his arms and wrapped them around Mei Hualan's neck.

Mei Hualan paused as she was stepping over the threshold, a gentle and happy smile finally spread across her face.

Under Duanzhujun's step-by-step swaying, the two walked through various corridors, small bridges, garden caissons, rockery lakes, bluestone paths... until they finally entered the bedroom, and there was no ghost bride to appear around them. clues.

Mei Hualan leaned Zhuang Qingliu down on the edge of the bed, then raised her hand lightly, lifted the hijab slowly, and looked at her without blinking.

Zhuang Qingliu was stared at by her eyes... and wanted to put the hijab back on again.

"Okay, my boss, don't look at me, I'm not a ghost bride!"

Zhuang Qingliu was very sure that there were no ghosts in the house now, so she couldn't help but lifted half of her hand, and took off the hijab completely, then hooked Mei Hualan's skirt and asked: "What are we going to do now? Are we really going to undress? "

But before Mei Hualan could speak, Zhuang Qingliu deliberately stroked her beautiful chin with her finger and scraped it back and forth: "But after taking off your clothes and going to bed, are you sure you can really get up to catch ghosts? Huh? By the side?"

……

Mei Hualan quickly closed her eyes and let out a laugh, then quickly grabbed Zhuang Qingliu's monster-like hand to her lips and kissed it: "If you know, don't tease me, be good."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu really didn't expect that, just a few times like this, the man's voice was really a little hoarse again.

——It is indeed very careless. It can be seen that the coquettish words said these days are really challenging myself.

After Mei Hualan finished kissing the back of her hand, she blinked quickly and said, "Maybe it's because I haven't had the Hebei wine yet."

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at her with a smile, and simply lay lazily on the bed frame: "Come on, why are you still pretending to remember this suddenly? It's unnecessary." As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed her finger at the table, A wine jug and two wine glasses flew into her hand lightly.

Mei Hualan's long eyelashes curled up, and the corners of her mouth quickly curled up.

However, after Zhuang Qingliu had poured two glasses of wine, he put a wine glass into her hand, then tilted the rim of his glass slightly, and bumped against her: "Come on, cheers!"

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu laughed suddenly, pretending not to see the expression on her face, and poured the wine into her mouth self-consciously.Mei Hualan quickly grabbed her wrist and said, "...that's not the case."

"What's that like?" Zhuang Qingliu deliberately shook the cup and asked.

Mei Hualan immediately raised her hand with the wine glass, passed it around Zhuang Qingliu's arm, and looked into her eyes: "It's like this."

"Oh..." Zhuang Qingliu looked at the clear eyes in her eyes dangling back and forth, which were no different from the liquid in the glass, and an indescribable softness suddenly appeared in her heart. After the circle, it was retracted into the throat again.

Then she suddenly hooked her arm, and Mei Hualan, who was standing by the bed, quickly moved closer to her. After the two of them looked at each other subtly, they invariably closed their eyelashes slightly, and drank the wine in their hands.

Most importantly... the ghost bride still didn't show up after drinking.

Zhuang Qingliu, who was about to drown herself with half a pot of wine, finally let out a sigh, waved her hand, and signaled Mei Hualan: "Now you can pretend to go out to accompany the wine banquet, I'll go to the dressing table and face the mirror. The decals are yellow, maybe it will be a little more beautiful , the ghost bride is coming."

"..."

Mei Hualan knew that she was getting impatient for waiting, so she couldn't help but think about it, and quickly took off her clothes and turned her back on, wrapped herself up, and went out into the night.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Unexpectedly, the clothes this person was wearing were different from hers, and after a little flipping, they became night clothes.

Shocked, she lowered her head on the spot, and flipped through the lining of her wedding robe, Zhuang Qingliu stopped abruptly, thinking what she was doing... Then she raised her head as if nothing had happened, closed her skirt, got up, and quickly sat on the bed to dress In front of the mirror, I began to remove the gold, silver and silver from my head.

The family in front of me seemed to be full of flowers and wealth, but the hairpin on the daughter-in-law's head was actually gold-plated. Zhuang Qingliu dropped his hands full of gold powder when he touched it... The hairpin was lying innocently on the table, pretending to be You are real gold.

After Zhuang Qingliu looked at it with downcast eyes, he simply flipped his fingers, wiped the left and right sides of the nails with his backhand, and painted himself a western-style golden nails as much as possible.

Not long after she finished painting, Meihualan turned back and forth from the window and asked with lowered eyes, "...what is this?"

Zhuang Qingliu compared both hands together: "The fox has the same style of nails, what's wrong?"

……

Mei Hualan thought for a long time, maybe she didn't know what to say about this fox nail, so she said concisely: "I just went to the front hall to say a few words on purpose, she may come soon, so remember not to ask for a while. 'Who are you', so she can't get on your body, as long as she appears, I can catch her quickly, don't worry."

Just as he was about to leave, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that the room was so frugal that there were no two big red candles with hot golden and red Chinese characters... So Mr. Duanzhu raised his hand very dissatisfied, and changed two candles for himself out of thin air. A red candle was burning on the table, and then leaned on the window frame with the backhand and turned it over lightly, then disappeared silently hanging upside down on the roof.

……

After Zhuang Qingliu looked up, he picked up the comb knowingly... But after combing twice, he found that there was no difference in the mirror except that his hair fell as much as usual.

In order to prevent her from going bald before the ghost came, Zhuang Qingliu quickly replaced the real comb with a fake comb, symbolically touching the hair, and brushing it back and forth once in a while.

Finally, at the 130th brush stroke—beep!

The light and shadow in the room suddenly started to flicker, and the shadows outside the window rustled, and the surrounding light dimmed... Only the two red candles created by the plum blossom circle remained motionless in this scene, and the two small flames burning remained stable The ground jumped straight, very abruptly.

This owed boss!

The corners of Zhuang Qingliu's eyes twitched, it was inevitable that the female ghost would notice that it was a mistake at such a critical moment, so she immediately looked away from the bronze mirror and glanced at the pair of red candles on the table from a distance.

The two small flames burning at the top of the red candle seemed to have been frightened immediately, and then they began to shrink and tremble in accordance with the scene!

At the same time, Zhuang Qingliu, who looked back quickly... saw a disheveled face standing behind her in the mirror.

But she glanced back slightly from the corner of her eye, but she couldn't see anyone at all!

When Zhuang Qingliu was staring at the mirror deeply at this moment, the mirror actually flickered... Suddenly it stopped reflecting light.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

What's going on here? !

Except that the ghost bride can't be seen in the mirror, and Mei Hualan is still silent, can she hide her figure? !

With such a sudden change, the original plan might not work. Even if Zhuang Qingliu called Mei Hualan immediately, the ghost might not be able to catch it.

In the blink of an eye, she stretched out her hand seamlessly, pretending to look at the mirror in a strange way—and at the same time cursed in her heart: Why did you lose the chain at this time!Are you autistic? !

no!Light up for me quickly! !

Zhuang Qingliu clasped his hands together, and suddenly shook violently in the wind and thunder, and accompanied by violent pats without saying a word, he slapped the mirror twice.

Because no matter whether it is through the ages or in the world of cultivating immortals, I believe that as long as things are broken, there is no problem with crazy filming.

When Zhuang Qingliu was thinking of a solution like lightning, the action in his hand to delay the time suddenly had an effect... The mirror swiped and lit up again.

At the same time, the ghost bride's face reappeared in the mirror eeriely again, with a head still protruding quietly beside Zhuang Qingliu's left shoulder.After Zhuang Qingliu took a few glances this time, he quickly and decisively imitated the tone of the brewing girl, and asked blankly, "Who are you?"

After she finished speaking, Mei Hualan, who was lying quietly on the eaves outside, suddenly changed her expression.

At the same time, Zhuang Qingliu, who was staring at the bronze mirror, felt a scream in her ears, and the ghost behind her suddenly pounced and slammed into her body with great force!

"I'm the one who came to save you!"

Zhuang Qingliu hesitated for a short moment, without trying whether he still had control over his body.Instead, following a strange feeling of control, he stood up suddenly, and quickly pulled up his legs and jumped out.

The door "clangs"!Being bumped away roughly with the shoulder, Zhuang Qingliu cursed in her heart as she stepped over the threshold: This fucking hurts so much! !

The red light of the lanterns outside quickly came into view, and just as the ghost bride controlled Zhuang Qingliu's feet to turn a corner, a pale golden spiritual rope suddenly appeared in front of her eyes out of thin air.

The next moment, the spirit rope jumped up like a dragon, wrapped around Zhuang Qingliu's neck without hesitation, and pulled it tightly!

"--ah

An extremely shrill voice screamed in Zhuang Qingliu's mind, but suddenly two ghosts split out of her body!One is the original ghost bride, and the other is actually a vague "ghost bride" wearing a red wedding robe!

It turned out that the one who had been acting as a demon was not the ghost bride who died a month ago, but a female ghost who also wore a red wedding robe and took over her identity!

Zhuang Qingliu subconsciously tried to reach out to catch it, but was affected by the explosion just now and had a splitting headache, and almost knelt heavily on the spot.Mei Hualan probably didn't expect such an accident in advance, and only managed to stab the real ghost bride in time.

And the female ghost of the upper body ghost bride realized that she had been cheated, and immediately seized the gap, and suddenly a white shadow flew out, rushing to the next door to pinch the real sick groom!

Du E didn't hesitate, and followed closely behind.

Mei Hualan didn't care to chase immediately, but quickly backhanded, pasted a piece of talisman paper on the forehead of the subdued ghost bride, and then quickly bent over to Baozhuang Qingliu.

Zhuang Qingliu was dizzy for quite a while with buzzing and screaming in her ears, but now she was stronger, so she stood up quickly while supporting her hand, and immediately moved her feet: "Go quickly. That sick child!"

Although they borrowed their identities, the scheming intentions of the ill groom and his mother are real. According to the cruelty of the real "female ghost" behind her, she must kill them!

"It's okay! It's okay, don't worry!"

Mei Hualan supported her half-armed and half-supported from behind, and then blurted out quickly: "I left a life-saving talisman on those two people in advance! Even if Zhu Heng turns into a ghost, one blow can't hurt anyone!"

"..."

Zhuang Qingliu's footsteps stopped suddenly... After a few more breaths, she began to be gradually impressed by her examples. She turned her head and looked at it for a while, and said, "Panpan, to be honest, you really want to congratulate me on weekdays. Heng turned into a ghost earlier, right?"

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."