Dark Marriage: Sleeping with Ghosts

At noon on the second day, they finally arrived at the legendary home of the master.

Wang Lin thought that the main house was an antique house, but she didn't want to see a grand complex of ancient buildings when she got out of the car. In the basin surrounded by mountains, this scene was extremely shocking.

If it weren't for the five black cars still parked behind her, she almost doubted whether she had crossed.

Cars are not allowed in, so they have to walk on the road below.

Standing on a high place and looking far away, she had a panoramic view of the building complex, and she saw a big house that almost occupied a small half of the land.

After walking down, Wang Lin thought of the Xanadu in Peach Blossom Spring, but the atmosphere there was relaxed and joyful, and the rigor and simplicity here revealed depression everywhere, which made people feel very heavy.

The aborigines I met on the road were all dressed in ancient costumes. Thanks to the ancient TV dramas that could not stand the test, Wang Lin couldn't tell what kind of dynasty clothes they were.

There is no trace of modern civilization here.

The smoke from the cooking is curling up, the smell of burning firewood and the gluttonous rice aroma.

Smelling this smell, Wang Lin's stomach growled.

Zhao Zhuoyan also came here for the first time, and she was shocked when she saw this place, but she thought more far-reaching, and had the ability to build such an ancient city here without being discovered by the outside world. The power of the Zhao family is really unimaginable.

After entering, although there was still a smile with an unknown meaning on her lips, her nerves were tense, and she didn't really laugh until she heard Wang Lin's stomach growl.

"Be patient, it will arrive"

Finally they came to the surprisingly large house that they saw from a higher place, and Wang Lin was deeply shocked again. The door was not the vermilion that is often seen on TV, but strict black, because the door was too high, and the door on the door The plaque she had to look up.

There are only two simple words on the plaque, Zhao Mansion.

Even Wang Lin, who doesn't know how to read, could tell at a glance that the writing was written by a woman, but she had the same courage as a man and could make people feel fierce through the writing.

Everything is meticulous and only this pair of plaques seems to be a little old.

The black wooden door opened slowly, and there were three people on each side of the door. From the throbbing veins on their foreheads, it could be seen how heavy the door was.

After the door was fully opened, a person walked out, bowed his eyebrows and stopped in front of Wang Lin, "The villain is here to welcome Miss Madam."

Wang Lin glanced back in bewilderment, Zhao Zhuoyan nodded, and then she took Zhao Xining and walked in with this person.

Except for Zhao Zhuoyan, everyone stayed outside the mansion to make other arrangements, including the old man in the tunic suit.

She stepped over the knee-high threshold, and the six people who pushed the door knelt down in unison, bowed their heads to the ground, and walked in all the way, everyone did the same.

She had never received such a big gift before, and it instantly made her feel like she had returned to the old feudal era. Zhao Zhuoyan, who was walking behind her, just raised her eyebrows and remained expressionless. When Wang Lin looked back at her anxiously, she revealed a smile.

This is where she grew up, Wang Lin held Zhao Xining's hand tightly.

This was the case with everyone she met along the way. She became numb from the shock and anxiety at the beginning, and the old man who led the way didn't say a single unnecessary word along the way.

The solemn railings, the high courtyard walls, and the oppressive atmosphere in the mansion, Wang Lin was very reserved and Zhao Zhuoyan also kept silent.

Walking through a tall garden arch, you can see a pool of emerald green. Behind the pool stands a huge stone screen with reliefs of unknown birds.

Walking around the stone screen is the lobby, the lobby is full of people, all of them turned their heads in unison, all of them were expressionless, their faces were as if covered with a layer of cement, stiff, weird, and creepy.

Seeing them, Wang Lin's breathing was stagnant, and she subconsciously slowed down a step, whether it was because of fear or resistance.

"Don't worry, I'm here" Zhao Zhuoyan whispered in her ear, and put a little force on the hand behind her waist to make her go on.

Wang Lin swallowed her saliva, her palms holding Zhao Xining were sweaty, her face became stiff as if she had been assimilated by them, and walked in step by step.

The eyes of these people seem to be nailed to them, moving as they move.

Entering the lobby, the old man who led the way bowed and retreated outside the hall. The old lady on the main seat was dignified and solemn, looking at Wang Lin calmly from the beginning to the end.

Wang Lin exchanged glances with her and dared not look at her again. The lobby was full of people, but it was so quiet that no sound could be heard, as if there was no one there, only her heart beating, beating.

Seeing that Wang Lin seemed to be holding someone's hand, and seeing that there was nothing beside her, the old woman finally broke the silence and asked, "Where is Ning'er?"

Wang Lin nodded in a daze, took Zhao Xining's hand but subconsciously grasped it tightly, as if she was afraid that she would break away from her in the next moment and walk to their side.

Hearing this, the old woman's frown eased, but she immediately frowned again, staring at Wang Lin with dissatisfaction in her eyes, "Take her back to Ning'er's boudoir, make sure she learns good manners before the first kiss, and she is not allowed to go out during this period." courtyard"

Wang Lin didn't know that she would be so straightforward, without giving her any face or respect at all, she opened her eyes slightly, and someone asked her out before she could say anything.

For a moment, she seemed to hear mocking and sneering all over the room. Looking back, all of them were still expressionless.

The old woman didn't ask Zhao Zhuoyan to go, so she kept it. When Wang Lin passed her by, Zhao Zhuoyan gave her a look to signal her peace of mind.

When following this person out of the lobby, Wang Lin looked back at the people sitting in the lobby. These people were very sensitive, almost as soon as Wang Lin's eyes turned to them, these people immediately turned their heads to look at her.

Although these people were still expressionless at this moment, Wang Lin seemed to see another face under the mask of inscrutability, ridicule, jealousy, calculation and indifference.

Wang Lin shuddered, a chill rose from behind, and her whole body was numb.

This seems to be the abyss, the lobby is the mouth of the abyss, and these masks are monsters immersed in the dark abyss.

Wang Lin trembled and left.

The old woman in the main seat in the lobby looked at Zhao Zhuoyan.

"You are Ruo'er's daughter." Her voice carried the majesty of an elder.

"It's an honor for the old lady to remember my father," Zhao Zhuoyan said in a frivolous tone, without concealing the sarcasm in it.

Zhao Zhuoyan's voice has always been gentle, with a smile that seems to be seductive. It was the first time that Wang Lin heard such a gun and stick. , the voice could not be heard clearly because Wang Lin was far away.

"Sinister! Ruo'er is so clever, why did you give birth to such a wicked person..."

Finding that Wang Lin stopped and looked back at the lobby, the old man stepped back, as if he didn't see what happened inside, and reminded, "Miss Madam, please follow the villain."

Wang Lin was slightly hesitant, fearing that Zhao Zhuoyan would suffer a disadvantage, vaguely heard that Zhao Zhuoyan's aura was not inferior to the old woman's, she replied meanly and indifferently, and then she was relieved to follow the old man.

Apart from the depressing colors and the dead silence in the house, it is still of great viewing value, but Wang Lin is already physically and mentally exhausted after the journey, and seeing those people just now is equivalent to another day of driving, and she is so tired that she can hardly stand at this moment. can fall asleep.

This road turned several promenades and passed several yards, Wang Lin's head was so dizzy that she couldn't remember clearly.

Finally, she followed the old man into a courtyard. The old man pushed open the door of the room facing north, and stood outside the door with his head bowed.

"Miss Madam, please rest first, and the villain will send you lunch later"

"Thank you"