Chapter 10 Ghost Marriage

In ancient times, the buildings built in the middle of the mountain were nothing more than temples, Taoist temples and the haunted houses of the past. I don't know when people like to build villas in the mountains that are said to have beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery, but they don't know that the land is easy to be outstanding, and the mountains and forests are easy to be goblins.

Tianjing Pavilion is located halfway up the Jingshan Mountain in the northwest suburbs of the city. The mountains here are gentle, the scenery is pleasant, and the ecological environment is good, and you can overlook the whole city.

Early in the morning, along the winding mountain road, you can see a mansion with its own characteristics hidden in the deep forest. He came here, and his speed has already exceeded the limit of human beings. Fortunately, there are very few vehicles coming and going here, and no one can see it so shocking. People who have no money can't afford to hurt...

recalling Xin's description, he quickly found the target, the villa where Xin lived before. After ringing the doorbell, five minutes later, the door of the front yard of the villa opened. The door was opened by a woman in her fifties with a modest attitude. She should be Aunt Li in Xin's mouth.

Tang woke up. In fact, he didn't sleep well all night. Since his wife told him last night that he wanted to talk to her, his heart was like a bone and panicked.

They have been married for ten years and have no children. It's not that he doesn't want it, but that he can't have it at all! His wife, not a human...

In Jin Province, underworld marriage has been popular since ancient times. After the marriage, if one party dies, the other party should also hold a wedding with the spirit card of the deceased. To this day, this custom is still circulating in some remote rural areas.

Tang clearly remembered the deep fear when he opened his eyes on the morning of his marriage and found his wife who should have died lying beside him. At that time, he screamed and fainted...

Later, his wife told him that he could not bear to live a lonely life in the world, so he accompanied him with a ghost. At the end of his life, he went down to the Yellow Spring. Of course, there is a price for doing so, and there will be no reincarnation for a hundred years.

At that moment, in addition to fear, he was also quite moved. Gradually, I accepted this fact. However, in their case, it is not suitable to live in their hometown anymore. When relatives and friends come to the door, how to deal with it? So he and his wife stayed away from their hometown and came to the city.

After arriving in this city, he worked hard outside. His wife worked hard and thrifty at home, and one person and one ghost also cooperated harmoniously. Ten years later, he made great achievements. Of course, more than half of this goes to his wife. When he encounters any difficulties in his career, he first thinks of his wife. Every time his wife's suggestion is the best solution.

turned around and looked at his sleeping wife's pale and beautiful face, and a trace of guilt flashed on Tang's face. People and ghosts are different from each other... If only you were a living person, I guess I wouldn't have any other ideas. When his wife was alive, he really loved her!

At this time, another beautiful face appeared in Tang's heart... He has always been in awe of his wife. And his love, from the first eye contact with her, was given to her without reservation. Tang knows this well in his heart. Thinking of her, Tang fell into a state of loss.

"Are you awake?"

The wife suddenly opened her eyes, stared straight at him, and asked coldly, which made Tang Zhenzhen shiver. For ten years, he still can't get used to his wife's unpopular face.

"Hello, are you Aunt Li?" His eyes flashed and he quietly looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him.

"Yes, I am. May I ask if you are..." Aunt Li looked at the strange man in front of her with caution. Early in the morning, I only wear a T-shirt and a jacket. Isn't it cold?

"Oh, I'm Xin's cousin. She said that she would stay with me for a few days, but her clothes were left here and asked me to help her get them. It's all written above. Aunt Li, please sort it out so that I can take it away. He took out a note written by Xin and said the reasons he had made up in advance.

Aunt Li took the note and looked at it carefully. Yes, it's Xin's handwriting.

"Miss's cousin, what a distinguished guest. Please go to the living room for a moment. I'm going to sort out the clothes she asked for." Aunt Li enthusiastically welcomed the people into the door.

Ten minutes later, Aunt Li handed a bag full of clothes to the guests, politely said goodbye to the guests, and sent them out of the front yard gate. When I returned to the house, I took a few steps and thought that I had just forgotten to close the door. Looking back, he suddenly found that the uninvited guest who claimed to be Xin's cousin was gone outside the door. I was shocked at the moment!

There is a straight road in front of the door, and there is a bend after dozens of meters. How long has it been since there been no figure? At this time, Aunt Li saved it, and she didn't seem to see a car parked outside the door! There is no public transportation in the Jingshan area. How did he get here...

"Aun Aunt Li is fine." He glanced at Xin sitting opposite, gracefully holding a knife and fork, pulling on the pizza.

Hearing this, his hand shook, and the fork fell off. He collided with the marble table and made a few crisp metal sounds. After excluding Aunt Li, if there is still a problem, it can only be him...

"Is it him?"

"It's him!"

"Are you sure?" Xin is at a loss.

"There are ghosts in the villa, but there are no ghosts. Aunt Li is a human. All kinds of traces show that the ghost is not at home. He analyzed.

I can't believe it and don't want to believe it. His heartbeat, his temperature, his gentleness and his **... All this, obviously, he had really felt it. How can she believe that he is not a human...

"Tear me to him. After the meeting, everything can come out. He said confidently.

"I can't find him..." Originally, his mobile phone was only turned on during working hours. Recently, it has been really difficult to turn off the phone 24 hours a day and find him.

"Do you know where his home is?" He frowned. It's not that he can't accept the dead staying in the world. It's just that he can't accept that the dead still live like the living after staying on earth. The consequences will be very serious...

"All I know is that he lives in Lijing Community." The tone is lonely and sad. Xin didn't know how to deal with himself after confirming that he was not actually a real person.

"Well, that's enough. If I know the approximate location, I can find him. Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment, took a look at Xin sitting opposite him and asked, "So, do you want to go together?"

"Go..."

What you should face is always what you have to face.

......

Lijing Community, a man and a woman entered the community after registering at the doorman's office.

The man walked in front of him, raised his head from time to time thinking about something, and his eyes suddenly appeared. The woman lowered her head and followed the man a meter away, worried.

I found it! After a while, the man suddenly turned his head and stared at one of the buildings in the community with a serious expression.

The door was opened by a beautiful woman who did not look like a living person. As soon as he saw this woman, he frowned, and there was almost no popularity on her body.

"Is that you? What are you doing at my house?" After Tang's wife saw the people, her cold expression was closer to the iceberg that did not melt for ten thousand years.

When the mistress sees the original match, she will always feel guilty. Xin hid behind him and dared not answer.

"Can you go in and talk?" He asked faintly.

"...come in. There are some things I just want to talk to her about. Tang's wife pointed behind the man and said coldly.

"Are there any guests?" Tang is having breakfast. At this time, the doorbell rang, his wife went to open the door, and then he heard their conversation. This will have swallowed the last bite of food and come out of the restaurant. The next moment, his face changed. How could she come to her house? Who is the strange man in front of him?

"Mr. Zhou Tang, are you there? Great, I'm worried that I can't find you. The strange man smiled strangely.

"You are..." Tang was frightened when he saw Xin coming home! Originally, he was afraid that his ghost wife would be unfavorable, but now she has sent it to the door. I'm afraid that what he doesn't want to see will happen next. As for the strange man who came with her, he can't take care of it.

"I'm most afraid of people's problems, and I don't know who I am." He smiled bitterly. However, it doesn't matter. You just need to know that I'm a psychic."

In fact, he doesn't know how to be regarded as a psychic, but he can't think of a better name, so he uses this first.

Hearing this, Tang and his wife's faces changed instantly. What do psychics come to your home for? The two looked at each other and could find panic in each other's eyes. Although Xin had been hiding behind the man, after entering the door, her attention had been focusing on Tang's body. At this time, she saw that Tang's reaction was different, and there was a sense of despair in her heart.

"I don't think a dead person can live in the world like a stranger." The man stared at Tang and said seriously.

"What do you want?" Tang stood up and stood in front of his wife. Although he gave all his love to Xin, it doesn't mean that he has no feelings for his wife. On the contrary, it is a kind of affection with blood thicker than water.

Yes, he is afraid, hate and bored with his wife, but these negative emotions are only aimed at his wife's non-human identity. It doesn't mean that he is willing to see his wife hurt. Over the years, he has seen and remembered everything his wife has done for him.

When Xin saw this scene, there was a burst of sadness in her heart. Perhaps it was a mistake to appear beside him from the beginning. At this time, Xin had already forgotten to investigate whether Tang in front of him was a ghost or not.

"Master, can I say a few words to you in private?" The wife tried to push away the husband in front of her, but failed. Tang Sheng was afraid that as soon as his wife appeared, she would be hurt by the so-called psychic and protect her tightly behind him.

At a glance, Tang's wife was no longer cold before, with an unconcealed plea in her eyes. My heart couldn't help softening, thinking for a few seconds and nodding.

Under his wife's repeatedly assured, Tang Cai skeptically agreed to let the strange man have a private meeting with his wife. In the living room, only he and she are left...

"Why?" Xinwen.

"She is a ghost..." Tang replied.

Xin stared at Tang with a complicated expression for a while and seemed to understand something.

Tang looked back at the study, which was the place where the strange man and his wife talked secretly. Turning his head and looking at Xin, his worries are mixed with guilty...

On the way back.

"You should understand the truth, right?" He asked.

"Hmm!" Happy to answer.

"You... should understand what to do next, right?" He hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Well... I will leave him..." Xin looked up at the sky and a drop of tears fell down.

......

Ten years ago, the next morning of the marriage.

As soon as the wife opened her eyes, she found that her fiance Tang, who died young, was lying beside her and staring at herself in horror...

The ancestors once saved a different person and got the secret method. The soul of the newly deceased can be sealed in the body, just like a living person. At the same time, modify the recipient's memory so that he does not notice that he is dead.

However, after this technique is performed, one person must volunteer to provide yang to the deceased for many years to maintain this technique. Volunteers, longevity and loss of happiness, can't exceed the life for a hundred years...