After retirement, I became a gangster soul mate [Transmigration Book]

"Speaking of which, this Song family is really strange, and I don't know what's the point of building such a famous hall."

Yu Xian was sleepy and staring, but he still pricked up his ears to listen carefully, intending to collect some information, otherwise he would get out of the coffin tomorrow, and it would be so embarrassing to be frightened by someone as a fraudulent corpse.

The night of vigil is really too long, and the mourning hall is also very gloomy. If you don't find something to divert your attention, it's easy to think about strange and scary things. Sister Fang still couldn't help but continued: "What? mean?"

"You said that the Patriarch passed away, and it would be over if he burned it and buried it. Why did you go to such lengths to have a ghost marriage?"

"Isn't it a crime to find a fool to marry a dead man?"

"Oh, what evil can a fool do? I heard that he is an orphan without father and mother. If he can marry such a dead man, he will be a widow for the rest of his life. As far as the Song family is concerned, even if he doesn't find this fool, he probably won't marry him. Some people took the initiative to come up."

"But~ I probably think that this person will not be at peace when he dies." Sister Fang thought for a while, and then clicked her tongue lightly: "Most of the Song family's lords and wives hate this head of the house, marry him a fool Wife, Izumi Izumi probably will be pissed to death a second time."

Yu Xian frowned slightly.

No wonder he felt that something was wrong, it turned out that it was because of someone who was vaguely involved in the soul of the ghost marriage.

Ghost marriage is not a joke. Although there is no procedure for obtaining a certificate, it is the same as a marriage between a living person and a living person. However, ghost marriages are mostly dead people marrying dead people, and they are all young. The young man and girl died young without getting married or having a family. The family members were afraid that they would be lonely in the underworld, so they specially arranged for a husband and wife to accompany them.

Although most of the two went to the underworld to report, the first thing they did was to get a divorce.

A ghost marriage is not a big deal, but a ghost marriage between the living and the dead is a big deal.

Yin and Yang are separated and do not interfere with each other.

Once this marriage is concluded, unless the living one dies and goes to the underworld to divorce together, otherwise the marriage relationship cannot be dissolved.

Yu Xian turned his head to look at his newly-baked wife and sized her up carefully.

My wife is fine, but why is her soul gone?So what about his wife who is officially married to him?

Turning over with difficulty, he was almost half pressed on his wife beside him, blocked by the half-closed coffin lid above his head, and unable to support his body, with his face close to his face, Yu Xian couldn't help marveling at his wife's astonishing face , I just took a second look and felt familiar... This is not the point, Yu Xian set his eyes on the mole on the bridge of his nose, raised his hand, and a string of black bells appeared in his hand.

"Dingling—" "Dingling—"

"What, what's going on? Where did the ringtone come from!"

"What is it called? It must have been blown by the wind on the bell hanging outside!"

"Impossible! It's so far from the gate to the garden! How could it be heard!"

"Nothing is impossible! Keep burning the paper! Don't scare yourself."

"elder brother……"

Nen Nen's voice suddenly sounded, and the two of them were shocked, and they sat down on the ground in fright.

"Huh...it seems to be that kid..."

Sister Fang regained her composure, stood up and looked around the coffin. The little girl who had fallen asleep on the ground before was sitting on the ground, looking straight at the coffin with a pair of pure big eyes.

She turned her head stiffly.

Nothing at all!

It's just that the light of the relit red candle became weaker and weaker, and finally there was only a wisp of blue smoke that slowly drifted away.

"Brother..." The little girl stood up and approached the coffin a little bit, her eyes were looking at a place higher than the coffin.

Sister Fang felt a chill down her back, and her legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Fang, Sister Fang!" The voice was suddenly sharp, and Sister Fang's heart almost jumped out of her throat in fright.

She turned her head and glared fiercely at her companion.

However, the companion didn't look at her at all, and looked at her side with wide-open eyes in horror.

"Clap" sound.

Sister Fang took two steps back in fright.

The portrait placed on the altar did not know what happened, but it fell off the table and hit the ground not far from her. There was glass on the surface, and it was probably broken by the fall.

"No! I'm leaving! I don't want the money! There is definitely something wrong with this place! It's not for people!"

Seeing people running towards the door in a hurry, Sister Fang also retreated in her heart.

She can't lie to herself.

There was no gust of wind in the house just now!There is still a shelf stuck under the portrait, how could it be easily turned over!

"Brother, I want to sleep, but they won't let me go back to my room..."

The little girl complained aggrievedly, completely not paying attention to the reactions of the two aunts who were under the same roof as her.

The sound of the pulleys was very clear in the silent living room.

The coffin board, which was only opened a small hole to prevent the people inside from being smothered to death, was being gently pushed away towards the lower end.

"what--!"

After a piercing scream, there was a loud bang and bang.

Sister Fang, who ran out, turned over the brazier on the ground again, and black dust fell on the white chrysanthemums.

After Yu Xian saw the person running out of the door in a panic, he turned his gaze back and landed on the coffin board.

On the coffin board sat a man.

To be precise, it should be a ghost.

The soul is particularly condensed, and it is obviously still full of soul, but it is extraordinarily heavy. The blackness makes that face extremely white, and it also makes that handsome and special attractive, and it is impossible to divert the eyes from that face. Xian's gaze finally settled on the mole on the bridge of the nose. Although this ghost was wearing a graceful and luxurious robe and long flowing hair, it was indeed the same person as the one in the coffin, that is to say...

Yu Xian: "Hi, idiot."

"Fool" raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were a little cold.

Yu Xian blinked, and suddenly realized: "Hi, wife!"

The corners of the "wife"'s mouth curled up slightly, and the smile on her face was even more thrilling than that gorgeous ghost.

Yu Xian didn't notice the danger, but felt that the smile was very familiar.

One person and one soul faced each other face to face, no one took the initiative to ask questions, but just silently looked at each other.

"Ha~" Yu Xian suddenly thought of something, shook his head to dispel sleepiness: "You really look like the white moonlight in my dream."

The coldness in the beauty's eyes dissipated a little, she stared at Yu Xian's face carefully for a while, and said faintly: "What a coincidence, you also look like someone in my dream."

When Yu Xian heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and after thinking about it for a moment, he said, "Although ha...we...are married, so I will be responsible for you, ha...qualified ex, you should As if dead, according to the actual situation, I think he has indeed died several times...so you don't have to worry about my white moonlight appearing again."

After finishing speaking while yawning, Yu Xian's eyes were hazy, and he always felt that the person in front of him overlapped with the person in his dream.

In fact, he couldn't tell whether the person in Yu Xian's dream really existed or was his fantasy.

Anyway, he didn't show his face from the beginning to the end, he just felt that if that was really the lover of his dreams, it must be like the wife in front of him, with long hair reaching waist, deep eyes, pink and tender lips Coveted, and the mole on the bridge of the nose... It seems that everything has grown on his aesthetic point.

"I will definitely treat you well... so ha... I hope you can treat me well..."

Song Lingyi was thoughtful.

This fool is a bit weird, but since I can see him...

"Make a deal."

Yu Xian couldn't help but yawned for a long time.

Song Lingyi raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and no one dared to yawn frequently when he was talking.

His head drooped, his long eyelashes trembled, as if he could close his eyes and fall asleep in the next second, but at least he still remembered that his wife was sitting in front of him. This was the first time the two met, and Yu Xian held on. Looking up, the wife exuding black air in front of her eyes has become blurred: "My wife...I want to sleep...If there is something else, let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

Song Lingyi: "...Oh."

The dangerous sneer still couldn't stop Yu Xian from sleeping.

Slowly slid down to sit down, lay back in the coffin again, and consciously wrapped her hands and feet around her new wife.

The breathing gradually slowed down, and this person was actually right under his nose, sleeping as soon as he said he wanted to!

Song Lingyi's chilly eyes fell into the coffin.

But looking at it, the hand stretched out unconsciously, and gently helped the slightly drooping corner of the eye.

"elder brother?"

Song Lingyi suddenly came back to his senses, his face darkened, and after taking a deep look at Yu Xian, his indifferent eyes shifted to the little person next to the coffin, his smile still had no warmth, his tone was gentle but inexplicably let Heart trembling, he raised his finger in front of his mouth: "Shh, don't talk, just go upstairs and sleep."

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"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!!!!"

The dense and noisy firecrackers successfully woke up the sleeping people in the coffin.

Yu Xian opened his eyes in a daze, and rubbed his warm wife next to him with nostalgia. Before he woke up naturally, he just wanted to close his eyes and lie on the bed and continue to sleep, but the people outside the coffin just didn't want him to be at peace. He slammed the coffin board with all his might, frowned in dissatisfaction, he grunted, and raised his hand to slide the coffin board away.

"What's the noise?" The hoarse voice was weak.

The voice close to the ear was inexplicably stagnant, and the atmosphere fell into a strange tranquility, which made the sound of firecrackers exploding outside even more disturbing. Yu Xianmi stared at the bright gate, and there were a few blurred objects in his vision. Hei Ying raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, there were several people in the originally empty living room.

The black suit leading the team at the gate shouted: "Who are you?!"

Yu Xian glanced at him: "...good question." Now he really wants to know who he is.

After a night of sleep, he has perfectly integrated with this body, but the strange thing is that he has not received the memory left by the body, and his mind is blank. Not to mention the life experience of this body, he doesn't even know the name.

Scratching his messy sleeping hair, Yu Xian looked around for his wife.

My wife is a beautiful ghost, and she is still sitting on the coffin.

One person and one ghost met their eyes, and Yu Xian half-closed his eyes and smiled at him.

This silly smile, combined with his lazy appearance, made people want to reach out and squeeze it for no reason.

Song Lingyi was in a bad mood at first and wanted to see some red liquid, but now he was soothed by a smile.

This is a bit strange, but a person who doesn't even know him can affect his emotions.

He smiled slightly, and the eyes that met Yu Xian gradually darkened.

Could it be true because who is more like him in the dream?

"You haven't come out yet!"

Seeing someone staring at the sky and laughing stupidly, the man yelled impatiently.

Yu Xian supported the edge and stood up, stepped out of the coffin carefully, and the people around quickly avoided it.

Facing the strange looking around, he raised his hand and rubbed his stomach: "Is there any breakfast?"

People talked and pointed, and finally someone couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you that fool?"

Yu Xian: "..." These people are so impolite.

"Hey, talking to you, are you that fool?"

Yu Xian looked over: "You are asking if someone you think is a fool is a fool. I think you are not a fool."

The man was stunned for a moment, unable to turn around, the people around him couldn't stand it anymore, so they stretched out their hands and pulled him.

The person in front of him is eloquent and moves freely, how can he be a fool.

The people who saw the fool in the coffin yesterday were completely surprised: "How are you... okay?!"

Being fooled by fools, Yu Xian has figured out the situation a little bit even in the fog.

Turning his head to look at the smiling wife ghost, he sighed faintly: "..." It turns out that the idiot is myself!

The author has something to say: Yu Xian: I will have a wife from now on!Bai Yueguang can't compare to his current wife in anything!

Song Lingyi: So you don't even have a white moonlight face, why do you look like me?

Yawning is really contagious, I thought about Yuyu yawning in my mind, and I yawned more than a dozen times myself, but it was okay!