Mojun's white fat chicken

At the moment when the darkness came, Nini held the plastic bag containing Wangyou powder, and at the same time her arms were firmly held, only to hear Wang Jun's voice ringing in her ears, "Zhao Zhiyu is not back, Feng Neither did Bai and Fengyan."

The daughter of the Lin family asked about Zhao Zhiyu's situation in the dark, and someone fumbled out of the venue, but it was also dark outside.

"Although he is annoying, Brother Fengbai will protect him." Nini replied calmly.

Wang Jun was surprised: "Someone hurt him?"

"If you owe a love debt, you must always pay it back." This sentence Nini said before.

Wang Jun's expression was complicated, but no one could see clearly in the dark.

Before the darkness came, Zhao Zhiyu was in the bathroom. He drank a little too much, threw up on the sink, his stomach emptied a little, and he felt a little better.

"Mr. Zhao, are you okay?" A gentleman came out from inside and asked kindly.

Zhao Zhiyu smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay, just take it easy."

The gentleman didn't say much, and left by himself.

Zhao Zhiyu turned on the faucet and washed his face by the way, so that his feverish mind could clear up.

At this time, a tissue was handed to him, and Zhao Zhiyu squinted his eyes to accept it, and said: "Thank you, you go first, don't worry about me, I'll be here in a while."

He wiped his face while talking, but he didn't hear the sound behind him until he finished wiping and threw the tissue into the trash can. He turned around strangely, but was stunned.

A woman in a red wedding dress and a bridal bun was smiling at him.

This woman is so beautiful, Zhao Zhiyu couldn't help but stare blankly, feeling a little familiar in a trance, couldn't help muttering: "Do we know each other, you are so beautiful."

The woman covered her lips and smiled even more openly, and said angrily: "You forgot me so quickly, you are really a heartless person, and even said you want to marry me."

Her bright eyes looked straight at Zhao Zhiyu, which seemed to arouse his memory, and he suddenly said in disbelief: "Ran Ran?"

Song Ranran nodded, "It's hard for you to remember me."

Although Zhao Zhiyu was half-hearted towards Song Ranran, and kept picking wild flowers during the relationship, he was at least a little sincere towards her. When he met her suddenly, he couldn't help but went up to hold her arm and asked, "Where did you go? Why did you suddenly break?" I got in touch, I'm worried, do you know?"

With that expression and demeanor like a love saint, Feng Bai hid behind the toilet door and couldn't help shaking nasty.

Song Ranran let him hold it, just looked at him and said quietly: "Don't you want to marry me? I'll do it and end it, so I can marry you." After speaking, she immediately turned cold, "You But don't wait for me, you are going to get married, with someone else!"

The unspeakable resentment and secret anger in the words faintly carried a trembling power.

Only then did Zhao Zhiyu remember the theme of tonight, his face was full of embarrassment, he let go of his hand slowly, and during the time of letting go, he thought of an excuse as if he had practiced it many times before.

He reluctantly argued: "I don't want to marry her, not at all, but there is no way, my family's financial chain is broken, and I urgently need a large investment. Lin only has one daughter. Our two marriages will help solve the problem." I really have no way to solve this problem. There is really no other way to solve it in a short time. If it drags on, the Zhao family will collapse. I don't agree. After all, it is my life's happiness. I don't love Lin Yu, I only love you, but my mother Force me to die if I don't agree to marry Lin Yu, I really have no choice. Ran Ran, can you understand me?"

The three helplessness seemed to make Song Ranran compromise, just like many times before, she shed tears.

Zhao Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Song Ranran's tears were not accusations, but acceptance, so he coaxed and cared gently and caringly, feeling tender and tender for a while.

Feng Bai looked at that person as pitiful and ridiculous, didn't Zhao Zhiyu think about where this is?Isn't it weird that Song Ranran appeared like this?Is she dressed like a normal person?

After a while, Song Ranran burst into tears and smiled. With beautiful eyes full of tears, her smile is always very charming. She asked, "Will you be with me?"

This proposition Zhao Zhiyu answered without thinking: "Yes, of course I want to. As soon as my family's capital chain is stable, I will leave her immediately..." Before he finished speaking, he covered his mouth with one hand .

Song Ranran said softly and gently, "As long as we are together, that's enough."

Feng Bai thought in his heart, here we come!

As soon as the voice fell, the lights went out instantly, and only Song Ranran's soft tone could be heard fading away in the darkness.

"We'll always be together, forever..."

But Zhao Zhiyu did not make a sound from the beginning to the end.

Feng Bai took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and typed a few words: Where is it?

Fengyan replied: 2101

The corner of Feng Bai's mouth couldn't help twitching, so tall?

Without electricity, you can only climb up layer by layer...

"Dragon and phoenix candles, handing over a glass of wine, the bride sits on the head of the bed shyly, waiting for the lover to lift the hijab, you will never leave, I will never give up, the love will last forever, and you will be with you forever... Hee hee... the groom will take off the hijab, take off the hijab ..."

It seemed that a group of children were running around singing songs, laughing and singing in his ears, making a lot of noise.

Zhao Zhiyu felt very tired and couldn't help moaning.

"Wake up, wake up, the auspicious time has come, worship, worship!"

The children's voices overlapped, making Zhao Zhiyu's brain ache, he opened his eyes and saw clearly what was in front of him.

"what!!!"

Seeing this, he was shocked and lost half of his soul, only to see two children around him, a boy and a girl, but their mouths were blue-faced and their fangs were cracked, and blood slowly flowed out from their seven orifices... Laughing at him.

This is not the scariest thing, looking down, the boy was disemboweled, and the intestines flowed out as he ran, no matter what, it was dragged all over the place red and white; the girl's limbs seemed to be spliced ​​together, The crooked and twisting movements were extremely uncoordinated. Suddenly, she tilted her head, and the other end just fell off, leaving a bloody bowl mouth, and the head that rolled on the ground said dissatisfiedly: "Ah, the head has to be sewn up, too. It's going to fall."

Shocked, Zhao Zhiyu almost popped his eyes. The female ghost squatted down and groped the ground twice with her hands, and when she touched her head, she put it back on.This was originally an extremely painful thing, but the two children grinned and were very happy. They all wore red paper clothes and came to drag the groom to the hall.

bridegroom!

When Zhao Zhiyu was pulled up from the ground, he was horrified to find that he was wearing a red mandarin jacket with a big red flower on the front.Grabbed by cold and slippery little hands, he felt like his liver and gallbladder were tearing apart, and he was terrified to the extreme.

"Ghost, ghost! Help, someone! Help me, help me!"

He tried his best to break free, but the two little ghosts were very strong, and Zhao Zhiyu, a grown man, was quickly dragged to the new house.

Only his crying and crying echoed.

2101 Outside the presidential suite, Feng Yan dragged Ah Jin back and covered the ashes bag that was about to move.

"What are you doing? It's not yet time."

Ajin stared at the luxurious gate with gloomy eyes. Although he didn't speak, his expression was disappointed.

Even if it was a ghost marriage that didn't end well, it was naturally uncomfortable for the beloved woman to have it with another man.

Of course, Feng Yan, a single dog, would not understand.

At this time, Feng Bai, who was wheezing, turned out from the safety staircase with a flashlight, and ran to the 20th floor. It was really difficult, and he supported the wall to slow down.

"Is anyone here?" he asked.

Feng Yan said: "The one who snatched the groom has already gone in, but the one who harvested the fruit has not yet arrived."

Feng Bai nodded, and sat down on the ground to rest.

"The auspicious time is here, the auspicious time is here, the bride and groom are married!"

No matter how unwilling Zhao Zhiyu was, no matter how afraid he was, he was dragged all the way into the hall.

Candlelight, double happiness, dazzling red.

There was also a bride in a red hijab standing quietly.

Zhao Zhiyu was pulled to the side of the bride, and a piece of red silk was forced into his hand by two little ghosts, and the other end of the red silk was in the bride's hand.

This kind of weird scene, even if it is full of festive atmosphere, makes people break out in cold sweat. Zhao Zhiyu's trembling hand, the red silk accidentally fell to the ground, the ghost girl grinned and revealed her scarlet tongue, and looked over with cold eyes , He was so scared that he picked it up again, holding it firmly in his hand, not daring to do it again.

He felt that his psychological quality was really good, so he didn't faint.Looking at it like this, he has to be the bridegroom in a daze, and he doesn't know who the bride is?

The two little ghosts happily shouted congratulatory speeches. Following their presidency, he and the bride passed by to pay homage to the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, second to the husband and wife, and third to the high hall far away.

During the process, Zhao Zhiyu secretly observed the bride, looking at the dress and figure, as well as the half face exposed during the process of bending down to worship, he felt that the bride looked very much like Song Ranran.

A steelyard was handed over to Zhao Zhiyu, and the ghost boy smiled and said, "Pick it up, lift it up, she is your bride, let's see who she is?"

Zhao Zhiyu swallowed, slowly picked up the red hijab with a scale, and saw a shy face below.

"Ran... Ran Ran... Sure enough..."

Zhao Zhiyu's heart sank immediately. After connecting the cause and effect, it was obviously caused by Song Ranran that he appeared here.

Today's Song Ranran is naturally glamorous, but no matter how charming she is, Zhao Zhiyu's heart cannot be warmed up at this moment.

He asked, "Why..."

Song Ranran tilted her head, as if she didn't understand why Zhao Zhiyu had to retreat, she followed her a step forward, "Zhiyu, we are together now, aren't you happy, I'm your wife."

Zhao Zhiyu continued on his hind legs, and asked with a trembling voice, "Are you a human, or... a ghost?"

"Hee hee, do you know if it's a human or a ghost?" Behind Song Ranran, the ghost girl asked the ghost boy.

Song Ranran said: "Of course I am human, I want to marry you."

When Zhao Zhiyu heard the words, he had an expression of seeing a ghost. When he turned his head, the ghost boy was pulling his intestines and twisting twists. Damn, what is that?"

The ghost girl clapped her hands and said, "He's dead anyway."

"Haha, it's dead, it's the same as us!" The two ghost children danced happily, laughing until blood flowed from their orifices, dripping to the ground.

Suddenly, "Slap! Pop!" Two sounds, the bright red and wide sleeves of the wedding dress swung two arcs in the air, the ghost girl's head was instantly slapped flying by the slap, and hit the snow-white wall, leaving blurred flesh and blood; The intestines were thrown far away in an instant, this scene was really disgusting.

Zhao Zhiyu finally couldn't help but vomited out.

But in front of her, Song Ranran who had turned around, was no longer charming and soft, only cold and furious around her.

"What are you talking about! I'm dead?" The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth of a poisonous snake, which made these two lawless ghost children shiver twice, and they became honest, ignoring their intestines and flattened heads, and hurriedly said : "Sister, you are already dead. No matter how powerful the master is, he can't come back from the dead. He can only try his best to fulfill your wish and let you get married together."

The ghost boy pointedly looked at Zhao Zhiyu who had finally spit it out, and said with a smile: "Your life is only a few decades, so it's not enough. Sister, although you are dead, you can still live in the world with your master around." Yes, what does life and death matter?"

The head in the distance also said: "And you will always keep this look, you will stay young forever, isn't it good?"

Song Ranran, who was furious, gradually calmed down with the youthful appearance that many women dream of.

Of course she has the feeling that she is no longer a normal person, and even feels that if death is like this, it is not difficult to accept, but...

Song Ranran turned to look at Zhao Zhiyu, "But he..."

Zhao Zhiyu suddenly had a bad premonition, and he heard the ghost boy say maliciously: "Sister, he is your husband, so he must be like you, so we can stay together forever, right?"

The headless girl walked towards the carved wedding bed. As she walked, the head under the wall sang: "In the bridal chamber night, in front of the flower bed, the bride raises the concentric scissors, and the groom sprinkles the bedside with his blood. implicated..."

The double happiness red quilt was put down, and the ghost girl took out a pair of ancient scissors, the handles of which were still tied with red silk flowers, and she held them in both hands and brought them to Song Ranran step by step.

"Sister, drink his blood, and he will be yours, hee hee." The eyeballs on the head rolled around, shining with excitement.

Song Ranran reached out and picked up the scissors.

"Ran Ran! Please, don't, don't kill me...I'm sorry for you, you can tell me to do anything, don't kill me, please don't kill me..."

The bright red silk flowers contrasted sharply with the cold light of the scissors, and Zhao Zhiyu was so excited that tears and snot flowed down his nose together.

Facing Song Ranran, he couldn't stand anymore, and fell to the ground with a thud, begging unceasingly.

Such a man, huh.

The ghost girl and the ghost boy stared at Song Ranran's scissors with gloomy eyes, wishing they could squirt scorching blood, it must be delicious.