After marrying evil, I can't leave

In the afternoon, the village suddenly became noisy, and a group of people gathered in the open space in the center of the village.

Someone was sitting on the ground in the middle and crying. The program team approached and saw a young man holding a painting scroll. The lower half of the painting he held in his arms seemed to be cut off by some sharp sword, and the fragments were scattered in the mud.

They have seen this young man before, the last time he rushed out and yelled at the show crew to get out.

The villagers next to him watched coldly, and Zhou Wu heard what they said, that there was one less person who robbed them, and said, this is self-inflicted, that person came out this year, or something.

Later, the villagers were reminded that when they saw Zhou Wu behind them, they immediately shut up.

The man sitting on the ground packed his things, and when he got up, he gave Zhou Wu a vicious look.

Zhou Wu felt inexplicable until he approached and saw the fragments that fell to the ground.

"There is something wrong, let me, a great detective, take a look." Wu Yao waited for the man to leave, and put together the pieces that had been confiscated and almost mixed with the dirt.

A pair of weird feet are presented on the paper, although they are stained with mud, they are still clearly visible.

The moment Zhou Wu saw the painting, his face turned pale. This was the pair of big black feet he saw under the bed, and he would never admit it wrong.

Wu Yao was still looking at it, trying to take a picture with his mobile phone, but Zhou Wu messed it up with his feet and buried it in the soil again.

"Don't be lazy, hurry up and write the manuscript!" Hu Yu shouted not far away.

Wu Yao was about to say something, but was interrupted, he made a gesture of a husky stretching his head, and replied: "Come on!"

Zhou Wu stood on the spot alone, his body was cold.

After the host of the interview was rejected last time, Wu Yao switched to writing in the Strange Talk Department. His character is out of sand sculptures, but the words he writes have a sense of mystery.

Since he joined, he has obviously improved the effect of the show and has been generally well received.

Zhou Wu asked Wu Yao how he did it, and Wu Yao said triumphantly: "It's said to be a sense of mystery, but it's actually just to whet the appetite. Anyway, after making enough preparations, I will whet my appetite mysteriously at the end, and then cut into it from an unexpected angle. Going in, you can make readers feel that it is so powerful, so mysterious, and has foreshadowing."

Ding Cheng came over and said to Zhou Wu, who was fascinated by the manuscript, "That kid has a column and is good at writing things, but don't read it, it's easy to be led astray."

Zhou Wu's expression was puzzled: "Why was it brought down?"

Ding Cheng chuckled, pushed his glasses, and finally didn't tell Zhou Wu why.

Later, Zhou Wu thought about it, could it be that the article written by this guy is in some fields that only adults can touch?

Apart from this, Zhou Wu couldn't think of anything else, so he went to ask Wu Yao, who blushed and rolled up his sleeves to fight Ding Cheng.

"Laozi didn't write Xiaohuang. Literary, four-eyed boy, stop for me!"

Anyway, in the end Zhou Wu didn't ask what Wu Yao was writing. The more he was like this, the more curious he became, but Wu Yao covered the vest tightly, so Zhou Wu couldn't keep asking and kept his personal space.

At noon, I was free to wait for dinner, nestled next to the brazier, Zhou Wu warmed his hands and feet, and took out his mobile phone.

Zhou Wu had a lot of questions in his mind, and he didn't know where to start.Aimlessly scrolling through posts on the phone, an advertisement was suddenly placed.

"Yin and yang, good and bad, can be predicted, what is the cause of the past life and the next life..."

It has to be said that the current big data is too accurate.

Zhou Wu once heard that as long as you talk about what you want to buy or what you are interested in in front of your mobile phone, you may find it on a certain treasure the next day.

With curiosity, Zhou Wu clicked in, but quickly clicked on the chacha.What about "reincarnation in the previous life, the Yin fate is not over", he just entered the name and birthday.

After lunch, the village head visited, discussed the next process with Zhou Wu, and participated in the rehearsal.

What happened in the past few days made Zhou Wu almost forget that he still had to be the best man, and he almost forgot where the box was placed in the bedroom.

This set of clothes is an ancient dress, and the wearing process is complicated. The village head asked someone to help, and several people went to Zhou Wu's room together.When he entered the door, the village chief caught a glimpse of the painting on the wall, and he was stunned for a moment, with panic in his eyes, which was fleeting.

The incandescent lamp in the room was turned on, and it was cloudy outside, because the light inside the house was very bright, so it looked a little dark outside the house now.

In fact, Zhou Wu tried to cover the painting, but failed, and the painting would always be lifted by the wind.

It took such an effort to put on the dress that he couldn't put it on himself.

Wu Yao supported him, and the young man who helped him put on his clothes folded three layers inside and three layers outside, and it took him more than ten minutes to wear them.

After putting it on, Zhou Wu felt that his breathing was heavy.

It took three seconds to stand up from the chair, and after walking a few steps, he felt like he was being hooped all over, as if someone was hanging on him and dragging him.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Zhou Wu suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Wu is very white, and large blue blood vessels can be seen on the side of his neck, as well as on the back of his hands and wrists.

The dark red material made him whiter, giving him an illusion that he was not alive, which made Zhou Wu instantly think of the blurry outline he saw on his mobile phone last night.

And this set of clothes felt very ancient, not like modern robes, and felt slippery, he had never seen such a fabric.

The dark red dress was very long, wrapped around his ankles, and dragged on the ground. The belt was black and was so tight that it almost forced all the air out of his lungs. The front was symmetrical and the buttons were tight. It clasps everything from the neck down without leaking anything, and the sleeves are more than ten centimeters longer. If you don't roll them a few times, you can't see your hands hidden in the sleeves.

After taking two steps, I almost tripped.

But he hadn't finished wearing it yet, and there was a dark black cloak on the outside, which was dragged longer, with the kind of flowers embroidered on the front and a pair of soft boots on the trailing tail.

Turning around in front of the mirror, Wu Yao said that Zhou Wu looked like an ancient doll.The face was beautiful, pointed, with fair skin, red lips, and dark, round eyes.

But wearing this dress, it is too inconvenient to move around, like a Christmas tree tied with a bunch of things.

Zhou Wu thought, if something happens to him and he wants to run, he will fall down after three steps and cannot get up.

But if you promise others, you can't go back on your word.

The wedding will be held in the early morning, and the road is not smooth, so you need to be familiarized with it in advance. After the wedding is completed, there will be two days of floating seats, and you can eat whatever you want. After eating, the wedding is over.

After listening to a rough idea, Zhou Wu nodded, and asked Wu Yao to take the back swing and walk back and forth on Qingshi Road a few times. It's not too difficult to walk, but it might be when it gets dark.

The day after tomorrow is the wedding day, and the red silk that was harvested after the last rain was pulled up again. When you walk up to it, even if the ground is wet, the dragged hem will still remain clean.

It was getting dark, Zhou Wu was going to bed after dinner, set the alarm clock to get up at 04:30 in the morning, but he couldn't take off his clothes, it was too troublesome to take off and put on again.

Holding the back pendant by himself, he walked through the long corridor and stopped in front of his bedroom door. He didn't open the door for a long time. Zhou Wu was afraid to see those eyes after opening it.

Taking a deep breath, the door was pushed open, Zhou Wu turned on the light, lowered his head, didn't look at anything, went to the bed, took off his shoes and cloak, and crawled onto the bed.

Suddenly there was a weight on his waist, which made Zhou Wu lose his balance and lean forward, with the front half of his body crawling, and the back half of his body still pouted.

There was something around Zhou Wu's waist, allowing him to maintain this movement.

The waist is very thin.

The waist of the young man in a dark red wedding robe was strangled by a belt, his lower abdomen was flat but there was a curve down his waist. Even through several layers of robes, he could still feel his waist.

Goosebumps popped out all over Zhou Wu's body in an instant, and his scalp felt numb as if it had exploded.

He didn't dare to move when lying on his stomach.

afraid.

But Sister Wang reminded him not to reflect on him.

He suspected that "he" could understand human speech, otherwise why would he help him slap his cramped calf yesterday.

So he didn't make a sound, trembling and trying to crawl forward.As soon as he climbed out a step, he was pulled back by a powerful force.

He didn't dare to move now, and it wasn't until the strength loosened that Zhou Wu turned over tremblingly, lifted the quilt and got in, closing his eyes.

He made himself look normal, but the fingertips hidden in the quilt and the toes that couldn't help but curl up still revealed the fact that he was scared.

The room was very quiet, and Zhou Wu could only hear his own breathing. After a while, everything was normal, Zhou Wu's breathing gradually became lighter, and he began to try hard to brew sleepiness.

Just like that, he really slowly became sleepy, Zhou Wu thought to himself, it was right to ignore him.

Just after thinking this way, Zhou Wu heard footsteps.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps lingered beside the bed, slowly and calmly, very calmly, and then, the footsteps stopped.

A gust of cold wind with a bit of moisture blew onto the back of Zhou Wu's neck, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on the snow-white and fragile back of his neck.

He was like a kitten that was grabbed by the nape of its neck, and he didn't dare to move for a moment.

Zhou Wu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes to let himself not care, but he seemed to be able to imagine: "he" stood by the bed, bent down, looked at Zhou Wu, and then breathed on his skin.

what----

Zhou Wu wanted to yell, but he restrained himself, his heart almost stopped beating.

A trace of coolness came to his ears, and along the ears, the coolness transferred to his cheeks, the side of his neck, slipped to his collar, and even moved the collar.

The young man was very beautiful. His white earlobes felt sticky to the touch, and the fine soft hair was softer than ordinary hair. The side of his neck was exposed to the air. Even with his eyes closed, his eyelashes were trembling.

"He" went to bed.

Zhou Wu felt that the quilt around him had sunk slightly.

His heart rose to his throat.

What is "he" going to do?

Zhou Wu was terrified, but he could only grab the sheet under the quilt and couldn't do anything.

At noon today, Zhou Wu not only entered the liar's website, but also searched for content about it by the way.

He locked on a key word, inhaling Yang Qi.

It is said that ghosts need a lot of yang energy to show their appearance, so is he doing this to himself to absorb yang energy?

After waiting for a long time, there was no more movement.

What's the matter, did the method work?Because he didn't respond, the other party gave up teasing?

This situation, not going up or down, made Zhou Wu even more uncomfortable.

Zhou Wu waited for a full hour in fear, from waking up to falling asleep, without waiting for the other party's next move.

Feeling sleepy, Zhou Wu didn't hold on, and fell asleep. The moment he closed his eyes, the lights went out.

So anxious, so anxious, Zhou Wu couldn't help it.

In the dream, Zhou Wu was looking for the toilet everywhere, and when he felt that he was about to urinate, he woke up.

It was dark inside the house, and nothing could be seen.

Did you turn off the lights yourself?

But he couldn't take care of it too much, he threw off the quilt and ran to the toilet.

The clothes on her body were too heavy. As soon as Zhou Wu stepped on the ground, she was pressed down by the clothes on her body, and she almost lost her footing and fell.

Stumbling, Zhou Wu picked up the trailing tail of the dress and ran into the toilet.

Fortunately, although it is an ancient dress, it still takes into account the problem of men going to the toilet, and the front hem can be pushed to both sides.

Pattering, feeling the lower abdomen gradually relax, Zhou Wu let out a long breath and groaned, the slightly deep boyish voice echoed in the room.

Zhou Wu shook Xiao Wuwu, then turned his head to get the toilet paper that was put aside, being a delicate boy who loves cleanliness.

At the moment when Zhou Wu turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the full-length mirror turned around because he was trying on the wedding gown.

In an instant, all drowsiness disappeared, and I was too scared to move.

A tall, dark figure was actually standing behind him, with his left arm around his shoulder and his right arm around his waist.

His pale knuckles were clasped on his hip bones, and his big hands grasped a quarter of his waist.

"He" won't be there all the time, right?

The same gender as "he", why would there be such a behavior?

Or just want to inhale Yang Qi?

As soon as the most terrifying idea appeared, it was killed. When the idea had only a slight hint, it was all thrown out of his mind. He refused to think about it, which made Zhou Wu even more afraid.

Leave him alone.

Sister Wang's words came to my ears.

Wiping off the remaining liquid with trembling hands, Zhou Wu walked out step by step with his eyes downcast, his heart beating like thunder.

When he was about to walk out of the range of the mirror, he couldn't help but glance at the mirror.

The tall black shadow came out following him, step by step, until it was out of sight of the mirror.

Zhou Wu really wanted to turn around and ask "him", why,

But he didn't have such courage, he was too cowardly to look up, grabbed the hem of his clothes and went back to the bed.

Waking up again in the morning, Zhou Wu opened his eyes and was stunned for a while. Last night, he climbed back to bed again, thinking he would be teased again, but he didn't. He had a peaceful night.

Rubbing his eyes, Zhou Wu, who was awake, quickly got up, washed up and walked outside, halfway, he stopped and glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.

The pictures on the wall are gone.

Zhou Wu thought that he absolutely couldn't talk to each other, so he didn't look back, and quickly left the room to go to the rehearsal.

Zhou Wu, who went to the rehearsal first, did not hear the conversation between Wu Yao and the village chief behind him.

Wu Yao asked, where did the bride go these days.

The village head replied that there is a custom here, two days before the wedding, the newlyweds cannot see each other, they have to wait until the time of worship, so the bride and groom are hidden.