is this marriage

"Gluck cluck cluck..."

The matchmaker was not annoyed, and she pushed Jiang Yuluo back to the bed with a palm of her hand with a smile on her face. The bed was sprinkled with longan and red dates, causing Jiang Yuluo to frown.

"In the past, if you frowned, I would still be afraid, but now, you can ask for blessings. I have chosen a good husband specially for you because of your 'benevolence' in the past."

Jiang Yuluo only felt a headache when he heard it. He didn't care if the matchmaker mistook him for revenge. If he could go back alive this time, he would definitely have to go up the mountain to the temple to grab those old Taoist priests to ask Ask them what kind of rotten love they have committed, why one ghost after another wants to marry him.

"Sister, how much money can you make with such an order?"

"what?"

The yin matchmaker was taken aback by Jiang Yuluo's sudden question. She thought that Jiang Pan, who had lost his memory, would scream like a normal human being and freak out.

"Ask how much money you can make."

"Ah? Oh, I can be said to be well-known in the industry. For high-quality goods like yours, five boxes of Jade Blood Coral Jade can be bought."

This yin matchmaker used to be the owner of the Qin Tower in the underworld, and she especially likes to steal living people from the human world for the fun of the ghosts. After entering the fifth level of hell, he had just been released from prison not long ago. Hearing that Jiang Yuluo had accidentally shoveled into the Styx River and turned into a human being, he naturally wouldn't let go of this golden opportunity to make money and get revenge.

It's just that she still has some fear of Jiang Pan in her bones. When Jiang Yuluo asked her, she habitually answered obediently.

"Your business is not worth it."

Jiang Yuluo pretended to help her with the calculations, "To tell you the truth, that amazing Master Zhong Kui in your ghost world also wants to marry me, if you let him know that you stole me away, think about it yourself, Wouldn't it be very uneconomical to lose your life for five boxes of red bouncing balls?"

"...What did you say?"

The matchmaker almost choked to death. Could it be that Jiang Pan bumped into some rock while soaking in the Styx River and broke his head?Who doesn't know that when he met Zhong Ye, he just pinched him. How dare he say that Zhong Ye wants to marry him?

"I said, 'To tell you the truth, that great Master Zhong Kui in your ghost world also wants to marry me. If you let him know that you have snatched me away, think about it for yourself. Wouldn't it be very uneconomical for the pinball to lose your life?'"

Jiang Yuluo repeated what he just said word for word.

"Master Jiang, you are outrageous."

Even the matchmaker couldn't stand Jiang Yuluo's nonsense, and sympathetically helped him cover the veil. However, Jiang Yuluo did have a mark of Zhong Kui on her body. Fortunately, she had experienced the tempering of the steamer hell. I was there in person, and the small mark couldn't do anything to her.

"You also think Zhong Ye is outrageous, don't you?"

Jiang Yuluo nodded solemnly.

Matchmaker: "..."

"Not only did he want to marry me, but he also said it was all to protect me. But what about other people? If you want me to say that men are unreliable, if you want to feel at ease, you still have to trust the people's police."

Jiang Yuluo continued to babble, but the matchmaker tried repeatedly to intervene but to no avail, so she could only roll her eyes and listen to Jiang Yuluo's complaints.

"You are quite a ghost. Have you dealt with Zhong Ye before? When did his brain flooding symptoms start? Actually, if he is treated early, he can still be rescued."

Matchmaker: "..."

"Speaking of which, I'm still a staunch atheist. I hope you can disappear from my memory when I wake up. After all, my brain is not big, and I don't have so much space to remember your beautiful face with terrifying aesthetics. "

Matchmaker: "??"

After Jiang Yuluo complained, she pursed her lips and swept all the little longan fruits around her off the bed, and patted the ashes off the pillow as if she was staying at home.

"Wait a minute, what are you doing? You're not going to... sleep, are you?"

The matchmaker watched Jiang Yuluo complete the above series of actions in disbelief.

"Well, my biological clock is very accurate, and I will never open overtime."

Jiang Yuluo lay down on the crescent bed with a whoosh, and almost tore off the old pink cheongsam on her body. This staunch atheist seemed to have made up her mind that all this was just a dream.

"Looking at how leisurely you are, you seem to think that a yin marriage can end with a simple ceremony,"

The matchmaker stared at him coldly, the corners of her mouth almost reaching her ears.

"The concubine has to take care of the bride and groom until the consummation of the house is completed. Regardless of whether you have survived the torment of the mummy outside, when the yin marriage is over, the concubine must let you experience the horror of the steamer hell for yourself." I feel comfortable."

Jiang Yuluo: "ZZZ"

Matchmaker: "..."

She hoped that when the goods were inspected later, the groom wouldn't bother Jiang Yuluo and smash her sign because Jiang Yuluo was a fool.

During the short interval of waiting for the auspicious time, Jiang Yuluo slept like a dead pig.

The reason he didn't want to wake up was to resist seeing the terrifying self in the pink dress in the mirror.

What he didn't expect was that when he was woken up again by the matchmaker, he looked even crazier than before—big scarlet platycodon flowers were carefully inserted in his hair, and huge pearl chains were like chains He was hung on his hands, feet and neck, and what was even more frightening was that the matchmaker confiscated the shoes on his feet, and now his feet with SpongeBob SquarePants socks were dazzlingly hanging in the air.

"Awake?"

The matchmaker pulled him up, and stamped a piece of rouge on Jiang Yuluo's lips with one palm, "The one outside the house should wake up too, the bride should leave the boudoir."

"Can I have the whole pair of shoes?"

Jiang Yuluo thought about it for a while, and brought up the most urgent need for him at present.

"There are no men's sizes."

The matchmaker pulled two strands of long hair from her head, and wrapped them around Jiang Yuluo's wrist like a snake, forming an invisible shackle.

"You can't do this service."

Jiang Yuluo complained.

"If you have anything good to say to your husband, I'm just a matchmaker."

The matchmaker rolled her eyes and pushed Jiang Yuluo to coax him out of the room. The man who was still lying in the coffin was already standing in the middle of the lobby with a satin flower and a jasper hat. After hearing the movement, he slowly turned his already stiff neck, and looked at Jiang Yuluo with a pair of empty eye sockets without eyeballs.

"...Wow, does anyone want to swim in your eye sockets?"

Jiang Yuluo said a cold joke without changing his expression. Both the matchmaker and the groom's official trembled, and they were all chilled by his nonsense.

"Your husband was a butcher when he was alive, with a violent personality. If you want to suffer less later, you'd better be quiet."

Seeing the groom's displeasure, the matchmaker quietly pushed Jiang Yuluo away.

She still has a way that even Zhong Kui's mark can't stop, this butcher who has been in the earth for many years and has been grieving is even more powerful than her, I am afraid that even a hundred or so ordinary judges can't hold back.

"What good would it do me to let him cut me open?"

Jiang Yuluo asked back.

"Then if he can't kill you with ten knives, you will be happy, right?"

The matchmaker really wants to hurry up and tell the world about everything—the frightening Jiang Juan has become a fool!

"Can he talk?"

Jiang Yuluo asked again.

"Yes, you slipped away when you were talking about business with me."

"Then did he go to college?"

"...Why are you asking this?"

"I'm about to worship the heavens and the earth with me, can I ask?"

"……Too,"

The matchmaker couldn't refute, so she could only mutter in a low voice, "He's been dead for hundreds of years, so there was no such thing as a university for him back then."

Jiang Yuluo wanted to say something to delay the time, but the bridegroom couldn't hold back after seeing his face, panting heavily, ignoring the wedding etiquette, grabbed Jiang Yuluo's shoulders, and threw him He carried it on his shoulders and walked towards the bridal chamber.

"Brother, can I ask you, you don't have eyeballs, what do you use to see?"

Jiang Yuluo knew that if he resisted, his hands and feet would be broken by this tall mummy immediately, so he could only pretend to be obedient.

"Shut up, I don't like chatter, but I don't hate corpses."

The groom's voice was hoarse, making Jiang Yuluo wonder if he had an 82-year-old olive stuck in his throat.

"Then let me ask again,"

Jiang Yuluo said cautiously, "You give the matchmaker five boxes of strawberry QQ candies, so what will you give me as a bride price?"

The groom paused, "What QQ candy?"

"It's the reward for her... um!"

Before Jiang Yuluo finished speaking, he was roughly pressed on the bed by him. The chipped wooden window was so hard that it hit him with burning pain on his back.

"You still keep your mouth shut and charming."

The butcher pulled the red fireworks off his chest and stuffed them cruelly into Jiang Yuluo's mouth. He pinched his hands with one palm and almost dislocated him, and mercilessly tore the hem of the pink snow cheongsam with the other.

"Cough cough..."

Jiang Yuluo's throat was already sensitive, and drinking water could get stuck in his throat, but when he was stuffed with a dusty ribbon, his tears immediately choked on his head.

This is really tragic.

He thought sadly that although he was not afraid of death, it would be too much of a joke for an atheist to die in such a humiliating manner under the hands of a ghost.

Zhong Ye, that bastard, yesterday kept saying that he had to protect himself. When beating up a baby, he was always on the same side. If he encountered such a big monster, he would hide farther than anyone else.

The matchmaker who hid outside the door and listened to the corner of the wall didn't see Jiang Yuluo screaming for a long time, and was slightly worried. Although Jiang Yuluo was played as badly as possible, she didn't want Jiang Yuluo to die so easily.

"Well, the bridegroom officer, my concubine suggested not to be so fierce on the wedding night... ah!"

Before the matchmaker finished speaking, blood gushed out, leaving a scarlet silhouette on the curtain of the bridal chamber.

"what?"

The butcher, whose clothes were half-faded and indistinguishable from a beast, muttered, got out of bed and went to check for himself. The moment he opened the door, a puppy whimpered and jumped at his face. At the same time, Jiang Yuluo shivered and fell into a piece of paper. The warm coat - Zhong Ye hugged him through the coat, looking down at the butcher in front of him, with a terrible cold light in his eyes.