marry a ghost

For a period of time, it is extremely rare to have two yin marriages in a row, even in Weizhuang.

Because Chen Yang had to abide by some unknown rules, Chen Yang still stayed at Aunt Wei Liu’s house. Mr. Wei made a discussion with Wei Liu Aunt, because all the elders above Chen Yang had passed away, so he asked her to handle some yin marriages. The chores, and when performing the ceremony, also temporarily represent Chen Yang's family.

Of course, the premise is that Chen Yang has to recognize Sixth Aunt Wei as his godmother.

Aunt Wei Liu has always liked Chen Yang, a cheerful, down-to-earth kid who is willing to do things, and it was asked by Mr. Wei, so she immediately agreed. Chen Yang didn't have any objections to this episode, he was thinking about it. Handle this matter as low-key as possible, without disturbing Wang Wang's distant relatives and neighbors in the village. Undoubtedly, everyone is happy to do so.

For five days, Chen Yang stayed at home.

The people in Wei Zhuang were at Aunt Wei's house, coming in and out, people coming and going, busy with the preparations for the yin marriage, and everyone treated Chen Yang as nothing. Chen Yang could neither talk much nor use his mobile phone and other things. He was bored with idleness, so he found some books that Wei Ning had left at home and showed them to him.

Chen Yang held the "Tai Ping Guang Ji" and yawned after turning two pages.

The book Wei Ning read is really boring, it’s better to get a pornographic magazine, Chen Yang threw the book in his hand on the bedside, and an energetic young man was detained in the room, just like a A ferocious beast that is used to living in the wild is like being sent to a zoo.

For Chen Yang, the only advantage is probably that he doesn't need to be exposed to the sun, and the vagina in his stomach seems to be a little more peaceful. Thinking of this, Chen Yang looked down at his lower abdomen, wondering if it was his illusion, always Feel a little raised.

Chen Yang stretched out his hand and pressed hard on his stomach, but there was no adverse reaction.

To be honest, he still hasn't figured out what the "thing" in his stomach is. He originally thought it was a bit of yin and evil, which caused his body to be out of balance. That's why he appeared all kinds of uncomfortable symptoms. Once the evil qi is removed, it will return to normal, and now, his stomach is bulging, just like those real pregnant women.

Because of the image in his mind of having a big belly, Chen Yang was sweating all over his body.

Chen Yang heard the two middle-aged women who were guarding him at the door talking, mentioning that tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, this Weizhuang Ghost Festival is a good one, and if it is not a good one, someone will die, saying At this point, as if they were afraid of breaking a taboo, the voices of the two women were lower and softer.

On Ghost Festival, Chen Yang frowned and recalled that when his family members were still alive, every time the seventh month of the lunar calendar came, he would invite out the memorial tablets of the ancestors and put them on the eight-person table at home. Every morning, noon, and evening, burn incense and burn paper, and offer tea and rice three times, until the [-]th day of the seventh month.

In the past, Chen Yang, like other children of the same age, liked this spooky-sounding ghost festival.

Because at this time, they can always eat a lot of food that they don’t usually see. These are offerings for the ancestors. In the mouths of children of various families.

Especially on the fourteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, this day is when the gates of ghosts are opened, and those ghosts in the underworld are released to roam the yang world. In order to pass the time safely, the family will kill chickens and ducks, burn incense and paper, and pass by for worship. The evil spirits and evil spirits are, on the one hand, a way to buy money, so that the evil spirits can raise their hands; on the other hand, they can also resolve their grievances a little bit and accumulate more merit.

Speaking of which, in terms of attractiveness to children, it is no less attractive than Chinese New Year. The only bad thing is that every time this time comes, adults will always use various methods to scare children who are running around. , Let them stay at home honestly, so as not to be caught by the evil spirits.

Chen Yang was often frightened by his grandma when he was a child. His grandma especially liked to talk about scary ghosts. Unfortunately, I don’t know whether it’s because she listened too much, or because she was naturally courageous. Fat.There is some truth to the saying that things must be reversed at extremes.

After so many years, I realized that the nagging I heard impatiently when I was a child is so nostalgic.

Chen Yang picked up the "Tai Ping Guang Ji" that was thrown on the bed, and flipped through it again.

A day passed by like this, and at night, Chen Yang had eaten and was a little idle. After three days, Chen Yang felt a little restless.

However, he still suppressed himself, lay down on the bed, looked at the book in his hand for a while, and fell asleep before he knew it.It has been like this for the past few days. He has become a little lethargic. Chen Yang didn't notice anything unusual about his drowsiness. After all, after sleeping for a long time, this boring waiting just passed by in a flash. .

The night is getting deeper and deeper, with no stars and no moon. It is not the cold wind that should be in this season. It is close to the ground and blows slowly with mist. The mist twists and changes into various forms. The shape, faintly, has a sense of commotion.

The mist filled the room where Chen Yang slept, and a black mist rose from Chen Yang's stomach, which merged with the mist. Chen Yang felt that someone was lying on his pillow, calling him softly, "Dad, Dad, get up, get up, take the baby to play."

Chen Yang knew that he shouldn't agree, but nodded subconsciously, and the immature voice called out, "Dad, come." He opened his eyes, sat up floatingly, next to his calf was a Children of two or three years old.

The child stretched out his hands towards him, Chen Yang bent down involuntarily, and picked him up.

They followed the fog, and at this moment, Chen Yang discovered that the surroundings were actually not fog, but ghosts of various colors. It's like fog.

Wei Zhuang was as quiet as a tomb. Chen Yang heard a dog whimper. The sound stopped just as it came out of its throat, as if someone had grabbed its neck and twisted its head. The sound stopped abruptly.

Holding the child in his hands, Chen Yang walked along the two seemingly narrow but infinitely wide and long alleys. Surrounded by people lying on their stomachs, I don't know if it was the shadow of the house or the ancient beast. The huge body was hidden in the mist Only their heads—maybe they can’t tell, but their eyes from somewhere—moved with the flow of ghosts.

Under such a weird situation, Chen Yang should feel terrified. However, he didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation. It seemed that everything in front of him was taken for granted, and it must happen at a certain time every year.

The ghost gate opened, and all the evil spirits from the underground ran out.

Wei Zhuang is no longer the Wei Zhuang in the daytime, the air is filled with Yin Qi that has become so thick that it has turned into mist, and the breath of the Yang World has been completely suppressed and becomes inaudible. The person on Chen Yang's left shuffling is A male ghost whose body was torn apart and kept stuffing back the fallen internal organs from the ground as he walked. He was trampled by the crowded ghosts around him. After a while, the soul dissipated and became the surrounding fog. a part of.

On the top of Chen Yang's head, more than ten or twenty ghosts were stacking arhats, they swooped down from time to time, scattered away, creaked, laughed, stumped limbs and arms, carrion and blood, falling down like rain .

Chen Yang wanted to escape, but was blocked by the surrounding ghosts. He could only watch those disgusting things fall on his head and face. He stretched out his hand, trying to cover the child in his hand slightly, but, The child stretched out his immature little hand, and accurately caught an arm that fell from the air, held it in his hand with some difficulty, played with it, and threw it away again.

The cuter the child, the scarier it is to do so.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker. Chen Yang seemed to hear countless screams in his ears. It was the longing for the world, the pain before and after death, and the crushing and trampling of ghosts.

There are so many ghosts that people think that all the ghosts in the underworld have gathered here. The team is long and dragging. At a glance, it is all boundless mist. There is no end, and I don't know where I am going. I don't think I should be on this team.

It seems that something is not quite right.

Chen Yang wanted to put the child down, or just throw it away. However, the child hugged his neck with cold hands and kept calling him "Daddy, Daddy", which was really unbearable. Chen Yang Shaking his head, it seems that - this is not right at all, he should not be such a soft-hearted person.

What happened, Chen Yang walked forward with these ghosts, he didn't dare to get close to the sides of the alley, because just now, a ghost crawling on the ground was accidentally thrown out of the team, in the blink of an eye, I was swallowed by the prostrate "things" around me.

A big mouth filled with black air suddenly opened, and a gust of air flowed out from the nose, which gently rolled up some ghosts and sent them into the big mouth. After screaming, he disappeared without a trace, and then a loud belch was heard.

The ghosts that were not involved became chaotic, but this only caused more ghosts to be squeezed out of the queue and then swallowed.

Chen Yang knew that he couldn't be pushed to the side of the line, let alone thrown out of the line, so he tried his best to stabilize his body. The ghosts all had no feet, crooked, false and real. Chen Yang had a little difficulty maintaining it, and he didn't know After walking for a long time, it seems that this alley will never end.

However, this is also just an illusion.

Not long after, Chen Yang felt that the team had turned a corner. These released ghosts were circling around something. Some of them escaped into the air, some of them were swallowed by those ancient beasts, and more of them were Walking in the team lifelessly.

Finally, the torrent of ghosts came out of the alley, and the surrounding area was empty, like a wilderness. The ghosts no longer maintained formation, but dispersed the moment they walked out of the alley, from the ground, air, and soil, like Like a frightened little animal being chased by a ferocious beast, it fled away quickly.

Chen Yang hugged the child who was dancing and didn't know what to be happy about. He breathed a sigh of relief. There were wandering ghosts everywhere, occasionally mixed with some white shadows. Chen Yang watched those white shadows tearing two intestines and piercing their stomachs. Rotten ghosts, dragging them somewhere.

The ghosts screamed unwillingly and struggled wildly, but none of them could match Bai Yingying.

Just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's den.

Chen Yang, who had already breathed a sigh of relief, became nervous again. The white mist filled the air, revealing a gloomy chill and murderous intent. Chen Yang drifted to the place with the most ghosts based on his intuition.A drop of water will be inconspicuous only if it is mixed into the river. Chen Yang is well aware of this truth.

At this time, a few cold stars suddenly appeared in the sky that was originally covered by the gray thick fog, and not far away, there was the sound of rushing water.

Quietly, silently.