Bend that ghost

"My life is very regular. I will go to bed before eleven o'clock in the evening and get up at six o'clock in the morning." Zhang Qing narrated with her head down, her voice full of fear, "but since six days ago, I will still be in the Going to bed at a fixed time, but waking up in the morning is not in my own home... I wake up in various places, at different times."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qing suddenly raised her head, and her speech speed also suddenly accelerated: "I don't have any memory at all, but the place where I wake up will never be my home, there must be a ghost haunting me, but why is he haunting me? What? I haven’t harmed anyone, have I?”

"Calm down first." Lu Li said, stroking his chin thoughtfully: "What's wrong, how can this ghost take your life for six days? You still have to use the method of injuring the enemy one thousand and self-injury eight hundred , Then you didn't find anything wrong when you woke up?"

"...Yes." Zhang Qing was suddenly speechless, frowning frowning, after a long time, she sighed, and slowly loosened the knitted scarf around her neck, revealing the snow-white snow-white scarf covered with purple-red hickeys. On the neck, the purplish red interlaced with the original skin color, accounting for almost half of the original skin color.

She quickly wrapped the scarf back again, and said with a wry smile, "...That's it."

Even Lu Li was stunned for a moment. He only saw a little bit and didn't pay attention to it. Now that he looked at it, the neck didn't look like a hickey mark. It was like a domestic violence. It was blue and purple. He turned his head to Wen Zhijiang, who was also surprised, with an inexplicable look on his face.

"..." Wen Zhijiang looked at him sideways, and reminded him softly, "Do business."

"Go back and do it." Lu Li blinked at him ambiguously, as to whether he was doing the right thing, he didn't know.

Wen Zhijiang was silent, why did he feel that this was not the other's business?He decisively ended the discussion about serious matters, and opened his lips and said, "Could it be a ghost marriage?"

It's easy to see where the trace came from, and the haunting of ghosts has produced such traces, and I can't think of any other possibility except the ghost marriage.

It's no wonder that the girl started to be twitchy, avoiding the serious and taking the light of the matter.

Gu Qing, who has always been less talkative, frowned suddenly, and opened his lips to ask: "What is dark marriage? Living people and ghosts can also get married?"

"It's not impossible. There have been rumors of dark marriages since ancient times." Lu Li nodded slowly, restraining his laughter, and his expression became sharp when he became serious. He said, "Don't be so ignorant, there are records saying , the so-called ghost marriage, between life and death, or marriage with the deceased, if the deceased is a living person, he must accept the money, and his life will be taken within seven days. It probably means that if the deceased is happy with the living, he will think Do everything possible to get the other party to accept the dowry, and then take his life within seven days, and go to the underworld to get married. In ancient times, if the man of the betrothed party is gone, the woman must also enter the mansion, which is also one of the ghost marriages."

Gu Qing's expression was complicated, and he was rather indignant: "It's ridiculous, people and ghosts have different paths, how can they persecute the living for the sake of the dead?!"

"Tsk, you brat." Lu Li glanced at him coldly, thinking that this kid really can't speak, and couldn't help but educate him, "There have been a lot of romantic affairs between humans and ghosts since ancient times. Look at that Pu Songling is still writing. Is this a record of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?"

Gu Qing suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately silenced, Zhangjiao Wen and Mr. Lu are also human and ghosts...

"Today is the seventh day." Wen Zhijiang opened his mouth to make a relief, raised his eyes to look at the terrified Zhang Qing, frowned slightly, and murmured: "Time is running out. If it is really a ghost marriage, today is the day." It's a deadline."

Whether humans and ghosts have different paths remains to be verified, but the truth that twisted melons are not sweet has never changed.

"Then...then what should I do?" Zhang Qing looked at Wen Zhijiang and Lu Li as if grasping at straws, and asked with hope in her eyes, "Do you have a solution? I can burn paper money for him and let him Can't you find someone else?"

"It's simple, if you return the betrothal gift, it will be regarded as a refusal to marry." Lu Li didn't care, moved away seeing that he had half a cup of coffee left, quite disgusted, and said casually: "It's short of someone's hand, you took the betrothal gift Just agree, just return the dowry, if he keeps pestering us, we will be able to confidently let the judge uphold justice."

"The dowry gift?" Zhang Qing shook her head, and tremblingly said with an expression on the verge of tears, "I didn't take any dowry gift at all, so how can I pay it back?"

"Huh? It shouldn't be." Lu Li rubbed his hands and reminded: "Think about it carefully, for example, if you pick up something or something in the house, it is usually wrapped in red cloth, and the red cloth is Marriage letter."

Zhang Qing's curly hair covered half of her face in the shadows, she kept thinking, her palms were sweating, and she finally shook her head: "How could I pick up that kind of thing... As for the house, the house is so big, if there is something hidden somewhere, I can't even find it."

Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang exchanged glances, they couldn't return the gift, time was tight and it was very tricky.

After a while, Lu Li spread his hands to the two little Taoist leaders and Wen Zhijiang behind him, shrugged, and said, "I can't help it, let's talk to that big brother tonight."

"That's the only way." Wen Zhijiang nodded in agreement, turned his head to look at the bright sunlight outside the window, and the pedestrians were in a hurry.

He always felt as if he had met a bandit leader who snatched marriages in ancient times, but he didn't know that the rules of ghost marriages were actually like this.If you deliberately hide the dowry in someone's home, is it not a forced marriage?

Seeing that Wen Zhijiang was not in high spirits, Lu Li stretched out his hand and patted his palm on the table, and comforted him, "Don't make such an expression, young master, don't worry, no one will dare to trick you into getting married."

Gu Yun Gu Qing: "..."

Think about it, if some ghost wants to marry Zhangjiao Wen by force, it must be that he really doesn't want the ghost's life.

Wen Zhijiang picked up the claw on his own palm, threw it back lightly, and glanced at Lu Li lightly, "Don't bother, let's think about what to do tonight."

This person has always had no scruples outside. Although he doesn't mind telling the whole world about Lu Li's relationship with him, his indifferent and self-disciplined nature prevents him from being so close to others in front of outsiders.

"Little master, why are you so cold?" Lu Li complained aggrievedly, looked back, looked at Wen Zhijiang for a while, then silently looked away, and sighed: "I won't tease you anymore, what is there to think about tonight? If you are obedient, you can get together and leave, if you are not obedient, you can throw them back to the Hades, it's a simple matter."

Zhang Qing watched the interaction between the two handsome men in front of her, and couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise. At first, she thought that the two were acting intimately, but she didn't expect it to be... this relationship?

Sensing Zhang Qing's gaze, Lu Li was serious for a second, probably because he just remembered that he was out to pick up business, and cleared his throat: "Hey, the talk is pretty much the same, we still have to deal with ghosts pestering living people because of dark marriages. Let’s see, our Yinshan management is a professional, and the trail masters in Maoshan have followed us to learn.”

"Oh...thank you, thank you." Zhang Qing withdrew her gaze, felt a little relieved, and then quietly watched the two men's eye contact and emotional surge, sighing secretly that although they were two men, they looked so harmonious together, It makes people feel comfortable.

The truly touching love may not be favored by everyone, but if you see the two people raising their eyebrows together, even the bystanders will be happy.

Love is as beautiful as mountains and rivers, but it is so bitter.