Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

Fu Jiuli did a similar check here, seeing Wen Chuyi and Lu Ying coming out from the side sleepers, and said, "The doors, windows and cabinets have been checked, and there are no traces, except the marriage bed."

Zhou Yuyue came over and stood beside Wen Chuyi, and said, "Most of the longan and peanuts in the quilt were crushed, and they were scattered all over the ground. The bride should have struggled violently on the bed before she died."

"No other traces were found on the quilt except blood."

Wen Chu said, "The blood came from the bride's face. She scratched it with her fingers. The corpse showed signs of suffocation."

He walked to the door, "It's strange that the people outside didn't hear anything."

"It smells like a fallen phase." Lu Ying looked around, this fallen phase... felt different from the previous ones.

Most of the fallen forms that have appeared in the past hundred years have specific forms, and as long as they appear, they will definitely cause a large number of casualties. Like this kind of fallen form that only appears on the wedding night and has specific conditions, it conforms to the traditional fallen form that resides in specific objects in historical records.

But it is still not completely sure, and we need to go to the homes of the previous cases to investigate.

In addition to the Liu family in Zhouwu Town, two other families also suffered from this disaster, and several people left the Liu residence to go to the nearest family.

The house in front of him was a little old. The person who opened the door was a young scholar with a handsome face, but the bitterness between his brows made him look weak and frail. His brows frowned unconsciously, "Who are you?"

Lu Ying's small tower-like body stood at the door, and his voice was calm and reliable, "Disciple of Xuanjian Sect, come to investigate the sudden death of Zhou Wuzhen's bride in recent days."

Before the scholar could say anything, there was a sudden coughing sound from inside, hoarse and old, "Azhu, who's here?"

The scholar named Azhu repeated it to the old man inside, but after the old man finished listening, his voice suddenly became high and emotional, "What kind of bride, she doesn't count as marrying into our family, it has nothing to do with us, and we don't need it." What investigation, you go!"

The scholar's face turned even grayer, and the finger bones that were pulling the door turned pale with force, and finally couldn't help it, and said loudly: "Mother! Haru Xue and I have paid homage to each other. She is the wife I am married to, even if... even if she Even if she dies, she will still be my wife!"

After finishing speaking, he closed the door and lowered his head, "Sorry, let's go out and talk."

The old man behind the door didn't expect his son to talk to him like this, he was stunned for a while, and then cried out, "I'm sorry for dragging you so hard, you actually talk back to me for an outsider, cough cough..."

Wen Chuyi followed behind and looked back. The old lady had a lot of opinions on her daughter-in-law.

Zhou Yuyue also looked back, and a small black corner of her clothes was exposed at the corner of the room.

"Ah Qing lost her parents when she was very young. I feel sorry for her hardship, so I often share some of my food with her. She is considered a childhood sweetheart." The scholar looked into the distance, his eyes unfocused,

"When we grow up, we fall in love with each other, but my mother... hates Ah Qing very much."

"Until the day we got married, her attitude towards Ah Qing improved a lot. We thought she finally accepted it, and we were very happy." The scholar raised his hands to cover his face, "But... when I returned to the room, I found that Ah Qing is dead."

They listened silently, Fu Jiuli stood beside Zhou Yuyue, crossed his chest and asked, "Do you remember the scene at that time?"

"Why don't you remember..." The scholar smiled wryly, "Ah Qing fell on the bed with blood all over her face, her expression was terrified, several bloodstains were scratched on her face, and she was already out of breath."

Wen Chuyi and Lu Ying glanced at each other, and they were in the same state of death as the bride in Liu's mansion.

Several people went to the next house, which was similar to the situation of the scholar's family. When they heard that they were here to investigate, the younger sister who was lying on the bed because of the man's broken leg told them to go away with excitement.

Walking on the ridge, the village behind him gradually became blurred. After this investigation, it has been confirmed that it is the evil spirit, the triggering condition is the wedding, and - people who have malicious intentions towards the bride and want to prevent the wedding from proceeding.

Wen Chuyi recalled those people, without exception, there were big and small problems on their bodies, and the more time passed, the more serious they became, and the vitality was constantly being lost. He had no doubt that the ending of these people would not be better than that of the dead bride go.

After wandering around and back to the Liu Mansion, the Double Happiness lanterns at the door had been removed.

The window of the wedding room was wide open, and one could see the cousin from before sitting opposite Liu Chiyu, holding a handkerchief in her slender white hands, covering her mouth and coughing from time to time, looking at him with unconcealable love and possessiveness.

"Cousin Yulu, go back, I'm fine by myself," Liu Chiyu looked more energetic, but his expression was still a little gloomy. Although she didn't like her, after all, his mother asked him to take care of him, so he said,

"You're not in good health, and you've caught a cold recently, go back and rest."

"But, cousin..." The woman seemed to want to say something more, but seeing Liu Chiyu's cold expression, she still shut her mouth unwillingly. When she got up, she swayed a bit. Recently, she didn't know what happened, but she felt a lot weaker suddenly.

When I was going out, I happened to pass by Lu Ying and the others, and my gaze fell on Zhou Yuyue calmly, the amazement in my eyes gradually turned into jealousy, if I had such an outstanding face, would my cousin be able to see it? by yourself?

"This lady has caught a cold recently? This is really bad." Wen Chuyi leaned against the wall, and suddenly made a sound, interrupting the woman's endless thoughts.

"what--"

The woman exclaimed, trembling with fright. She covered her heart and coughed suddenly, "You! Cough cough! What do you mean?"

"Miss knows why we are here, do you want to hear what our investigation found?"

"Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about, but it's none of my business."

The woman seemed to realize that her tone was too stiff, slightly blessed her body, and apologized softly, "Little girl is not feeling well, so I will take my leave first."

Looking at her back, Wen Chuyi said to himself, "It's strange to say that after the death of the brides in those families, one of the family members became ill for no reason. In the earliest family, the sick person was already dying."

The woman's back suddenly paused, and finally walked faster, as if there was some scourge behind her.

"How is it?" Lu Ying briefly told Liu Chiyu what he found out, and asked when he saw Wen Chuyi coming in.

"It's almost certain that it's her." After taking the tea handed over by Zhou Yuyue, Wen Chuyi took a big sip, and his slightly dry lips moisturized a lot, "Little brother, have another cup."

"Okay." Zhou Yuyue refills him a glass very obediently, with soft eyebrows and eyes, like a little daughter-in-law.

The above is Fu Jiuli's thoughts, his fair and lovely face is slightly distorted, while shouting in his heart, Fu Jiuli!Believe in your brother!

While picking up his teacup, the strong man acted coquettishly, "Ah Yue, I want it too."

Zhou Yuyue's expression remained unchanged, she shook the teapot in her hand, "I'm sorry, my brother finished drinking it."

"...Okay, okay." Fu Jiuli clenched his fist secretly, and stared enviously at the unconscious Wen Chuyi.

Sitting next to Lu Ying, Liu Chiyu felt that the atmosphere was suddenly tense. He opened his mouth blankly, wanting to ask someone to pour another pot. Lu Ying beside him spoke heavily and said:

"What we have to do now is to lure out the fallen phase. The best way is to also hold a wedding. In order to avoid casualties, we need to do it ourselves."

"That's right!" Fu Jiuli suddenly withdrew his gaze, and his eyes lit up, "Ah Yue will be the bride, and the groom..."

"The groom asked the first day of the junior high school to come." Lu Ying cut off Fu Jiuli's words.

"why?!"

"No! Let me do it!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Wen Chuyi didn't come to reject Lu Ying's suggestion, looked up at the eaves, frowned and looked at a pair of angry eyes, "...Mo Da?"

Mo Moda no longer hid himself, turned down from the roof, and walked in aggressively. Although he had barely become friends with Wen Chu, he would not let go of Ah Yue at all.

Although Lu Ying was a little surprised to see Mo Da appearing here, he still said firmly, "No."

Now even Wen Chuyi and Zhou Yuyue looked at him, why is he so firm?

"We can't even wear Mr. Liu's wedding dress." Lu Ying's voice was flat, but he gave the other two a hard blow to the head, and they all took a step back, unbelievable.

How... how could this be so!

The Liu family was not short of money. At the beginning, they ordered two or three sets of wedding clothes alone. Zhou Yuyue should have no problem wearing the bride's clothes, but only Wen Chuyi could barely wear the groom's clothes.

Fu Jiuli was dying, "Brother, we can also use other methods, you are right on the first day of junior high school."

"That's right! If you're wearing women's clothes, you should also ask my junior brother's opinion." Wen Chuyi was scalded by two fiery eyes, and suddenly realized that he was shocked, no way!

If this wedding dress is worn, even though it is fake, it will definitely become the number one target of future attack!Yes!

Wen Chuyi looked at Zhou Yuyue expectantly, he vaguely remembered that the protagonist hated others saying he was beautiful, and he would definitely not want to wear women's clothing.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Out of the corner of her eye, Zhou Yuyue saw Wen Chu's stern expression, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging deep in the black pupils under the long eyelashes, but her face was understanding.

"Well," Lu Ying nodded, and then turned to Fu Jiuli, "Besides, only by letting Junior Brother Wen pretend to be the bridegroom will you feel jealous and envious and attract the fallen phase."

But he is not an arbitrary person, "If Master Fu has a better way, please tell me."

Fu Jiuli thinks what Lu Ying said makes sense. If you don't talk about clothes, you will only feel jealous and envious. There are only him and Mo Da present. It is impossible for him to give up the position of groom to his rival. On the contrary, Mo Da must think so of.

It's better to give it to Wen Chuyi who has no idea about Ah Yue, and he really didn't think of a better way.

"Just do what you say, senior brother." Fu Jiuli's heart was pounding now, and he was already jealous.

"Then do it."

Lu Ying made a final decision, stood up and asked Liu Chiyu to take Zhou Yuyue and Wen Chuyi to change clothes, and he and Fu Jiuli took Mo Da to the next yard to decorate a new house.

Wen Chuyi was pushed out by Lu Yingpu's fan-like palm in a daze,

"Junior Brother Wen, don't be in a daze, go and change quickly."