marry a ghost

Wei Ning looked at his little brother, and even swallowing saliva in his dry throat became a difficult thing.

He stretched out his hand and touched his little brother tremblingly. It didn't hurt, except that it looked like he had been bitten by a bug, it was red and swollen, and there was a small pimple the size of a soybean, everything looked normal.

Wei Ning looked at his little brother sadly, the squeeze of his bladder brought him back to his senses, the sound of splashing water rang out in the empty room, he felt comfortable and panicked at the same time, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. Go to the hospital for a physical examination.

This is the most important matter related to his lower body and the happiness of the second half of his life.

Wei Ning slowly pulled up his trousers and walked towards the coffin. Wei Xi's memorial tablet was placed on the altar, and those solemn and dignified characters were deeply engraved into the black wood, revealing solemnity and gloom.

Suddenly, Wei Ning saw a strange place on the coffin, "What is it?" Wei Ning muttered to himself, walked around the altar, and walked to the coffin. Some soil, the soil was originally dark brown, but now there is some dark red - the same color as blood clots that have been frozen for a long time.

Wei Ning can be sure that when he saw it yesterday, it wasn't like this. Could it be that he was dazzled by the darkness?With this question in mind, Wei Ning stretched out his hand and wiped a bit of soil with his fingers. He put the dark red soil under his nose and smelled it. A damp and bloody smell rushed into his nose, "Ugh—" Wei Ning turned his head and retched.

Wei Ning quickly wiped his fingers on his clothes, and then flushed with the remaining wine in the glass.

I don't know what happened in that dank cemetery to produce this disgusting smell. Suddenly, Wei Ning remembered, and looked down at his lower body. It couldn't be because of something on the coffin. It must be like this if you are allergic to something or poisoned. Thinking about it this way, it felt like being bitten by an ant, and your whole body itched. Wei Ning couldn't help but take three steps back, away from the coffin.

The sunlight leaked in through the crack of the door, and gradually receded as time went by.

The white sunlight looked very hot, but the coffin room was very cool.The eerie coolness made Wei Ning unable to bear sitting by the door, as close to the sunlight as possible, with his hands under the white light, half of his body was warm, and half of his body was cool, all he could hear was the miserable sound of bugs outside the door. Neighing——

Day and night, Wei Ning had to stay in this coffin.

At night, the mist seeped in from under the door. Wei Ning watched the mist float slowly on the ground and gradually filled the whole room. In the mist, all the surrounding voices became silent. It seemed that all living beings were engulfed by this mist, and it was as quiet as death.

Before the fog completely blurred his vision, Wei Ning lit the spare white candle.

The bleak white light pierced the heavy fog.

The candlelight was flickering, sparks burst out a few times, Wei Ning was attracted by the candlelight, and walked over involuntarily, with slow and sluggish steps.He walked to the altar, groped with his hands, took out three sticks of incense, lit them, and burned some paper money.

At this time, behind him, the mist rolled up as if stirred by something, and gradually formed a vague outline. The "something" that looked like a human floated over and stuck to Wei Ning's back, making Wei Ning Wei Ning trembled all over.

That "thing" completely fit on Wei Ning's body, following the lines of Wei Ning's body and the folds of his clothes, every inch fit perfectly, almost blending with him.Unaware of the movement behind him, Wei Ning started his dinner with a calm face.

In such a gloomy and cold temperature, the sacrificial dishes that should have gone rotten could still be eaten, and Wei Ning didn't care about so much, so he wiped away the last bit of sacrificial dishes on the altar table. After eating, Wei Ning sat down at the altar table Started in a daze before, to pass the time.

In fact, after staying in this mourning room for a long time, I am not so afraid anymore.

People's psychological endurance is often much stronger than what I imagined. Wei Ning rubbed his face, and even the coffin can now face up to it. After drinking the wine, Wei Ning poured water into the glass and replaced it with water. Drinking wine, he started talking to Wei Xi in the coffin, nothing more than mixing some nonsense and nonsense among his own experiences.

"Actually, it's quite normal for her to leave me. She's getting older. After waiting for me for so many years, she's already much better than many women. Even, hey, even I still feel uncomfortable. After so many years of feelings, it's just It’s so useless, whether you say it or not, in the final analysis, I’m too useless, I can’t give her what she wants—” Wei Ning said, the feelings suppressed in his heart suddenly burst out, he hugged He leaned down on the altar and cried bitterly.

The absolution in front of his ex-girlfriend, and his indifference in front of his friends are all pretending.Wei Ning, he is too bitter, too depressed.Life exploited him layer by layer, making him lose his vigor and innocence, leaving behind vicissitudes and sophistication.When the relationship with his ex-girlfriend, the last safe haven, was broken up, Wei Ning felt a little desperate for the first time.

At this time, Wei Ning felt a damp and cold breath wrapping him.

He raised his head blankly, his eyes were still full of tears, and he looked over in a daze. Around his body, the mist was particularly thick, almost to the point of condensing into water.

This weird scene made Wei Ning wipe his face and widen his eyes.

I can't see my fingers - last night was dark, tonight is fog, there is no normal time.Wei Ning watched the cold mist cling to his body, and his exposed skin shivered violently.

It was so cold - so humid - Wei Ning almost felt as if he was soaked in fog.

This mist penetrated everywhere, wet Wei Ning's clothes, and the soaked clothes were tightly attached to his body, so he felt colder and colder, making him get goosebumps, shrinking his body, shivering, but The surrounding fog made him unable to avoid it, so he could only patiently let the fog intrude.

What embarrassed Wei Ning the most was the icy mist, which did not let go of his lower body, and, I don't know if it was his illusion, there was a very subtle agitation in the icy mist on his lower body, gently teasing him .However, Wei Ning found that, perhaps because he kept moving around, the surrounding fog was too thick, and every movement he made caused the surrounding fog to change.

However, the body is so sensitive, which makes Wei Ning a little bit—probably because he has vented too little recently.

Just when Wei Ning thought that the fog would never dissipate, and Wei Qiye and his party would not show up tonight, there was a knock on the door, "Bang-bang-bang", "Ah Ning— "Wei Qiye's voice pierced through the thick fog and reached Wei Ning's ears.

Wei Ning seemed to hear the sounds of nature, and hurriedly shouted, "Qiye, open the door quickly."

There was a sound of unlocking the door, Wei Ning walked over following the sound, the door was opened with a "creak", and a bright and open world appeared in front of Wei Ning.

A bright moon hung high, and the moonlight poured down on the ground like mercury.

Where is the fog?

Wei Ning suddenly turned his head and saw the coffin clearly.

Where is the fog?

Wei Ning couldn't help but patted his face, the pain on his face told him that he was not dreaming, so where did the dense fog just come from?

Wei Qiye bowed his waist and coughed a few times, "Ah Ning, what's wrong with you, why did you beat yourself up, did you get scared out of your wits after spending a day in the mortuary?"

Wei Ning came back to his senses, forced the corners of his mouth to smile, "It's okay, I just came out of that place, and I can't react, Qiye, is it going to be re-buried?"

Wei Qiye glanced at him up and down, shook his head, and nodded again.

Wei Ning knew that shaking his head was a reaction to his a little silly just now, and nodding was to agree with his reply just now.

The four Weizhuang people who followed Wei Qiye strode into the mortuary, with thick ropes on their shoulders, and under the guidance of Mr. Yin Yang, they tied the body with a specific binding method and knots. For the coffin, they moved unhurriedly, striving for perfection.

Wei Ning saw those thick ropes rubbing against the coffin, and the soil fell down one after another. However, those dark red things that were close to black were still firmly stuck to the coffin, as if they were the original color of the coffin. However, not long after Before that, Wei Ning just scraped off those things with his fingers.

Wei Ning couldn't help being curious about what happened in the middle of this, but he still didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he has long passed the age of acting impulsively out of curiosity, and now, for things that are not directly related , he can overwhelm or forget his curiosity.

Furthermore, he had already collected samples of those dark red substances.

The two men in front led the way with white paper lanterns, and Mr. Yin Yang followed. He held a stack of paper money in his hand, and sprinkled them on the ground as he walked. , I couldn’t understand what was said at all. The four men carried the coffin and walked in the dark with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Of course, Wei Ning was walking beside the coffin. Living in a coffin, holding a white paper lantern in one hand.

Under the hazy pale light, there is a dark road.

The bright moon in the sky had long since disappeared, and after the moonlight disappeared, the surrounding darkness followed like a shadow.

Wei Ning noticed that they were not going to the place where Wei Xi was originally buried, but turned in another direction. Wei Ning turned his head and glanced at Wei Qiye. No, originally Wei Ning was afraid that he would be old and frail, and that something unexpected would happen if he walked in such a dark environment, but now that he moved nimbly, he was more worried.

After walking for a while, the group of people finally stopped. There are many tombstones around here, and there is still a narrow open space in the middle of those tombstones, which is covered with dense weeds. said the voice, "This is it."

Wei Qiye nodded, stepped forward, took a look, then nodded, "This place is not bad."

Wei Ning also looked over, he naturally couldn't see anything, "Master Qi, why did you change places?"

Before Wei Qiye could answer, Mr. Yin Yang laughed instead, his laughter was as ugly as Ye Xiao's cry, "Of course it's because after last night, Wei Xi is considered an adult, and this adult can't be said to be an adult. If you die young, you have to move it out of that dank place to prevent the ghosts in the netherworld from being restless, just like us living people getting married and consummating the house, it’s still different from when we were young chickens.”

There was some obscenity in his words, which made Wei Ning feel uncomfortable.

Wei Ning turned his head and looked at the coffin, "Qiye, what is a wetland?"

With his hands behind his back, Wei Qiye looked at the men who followed him digging the grave, "The damp land is the land where Wei Xi was buried before, and those who died in Weizhuang or died suddenly were buried there, unless those who died young Those who had a yin marriage, those who died suddenly had to do the dojo for 49 days before they could be moved out of there. The wet land was also passed down from the ancestors. Although the qi in that place was not good, it was used to bury the people with deep grievances. The safest thing is that there won't be any trouble."

Wei Ning heard his fingers move.

The implication is that the wetland is used to suppress ghosts?