The eyebrows and eyes of the stars are as beautiful as the stars, the handsome nose, the thin lips are closed, and there is a blood-red peach blossom on the forehead. It is as beautiful as a god, but it has a charming evil spirit. With a black brocade robe, the collar slightly leaks out the sexy collarbone, and there is also a blood-red peach blossom tattoo on the collarbone.

A long hair as ink is tied up casually with a black sapphire crown. The breeze passes by, and the long hair dances lightly.

The whole person exudes an imperially powerful start. Even if he is silent, his aura cannot be hidden.

And the person in front of me is the ancient corpse I saw in the bronze coffin in the cave!

I stared at him in horror, with only one thought in my mind: run!

I turned my head suddenly but found that the fog suddenly became blurred behind me, and I could not see anything except white.

Where the hell is this going?

It's over, it's really a damn life. In the cave, I saw him sitting up and staring at me straight, and it's true that I'm here to take revenge. You said why I'm not going to fly to see other people's nests, now it's over!

I swallowed, and looked at the thick fog in front of me. The peach blossoms were completely unable to see clearly, and I could only smell the fragrance brought by the breeze.

I can't run anymore. I think this ghost looks so pretty and should be able to reason.

I turned my body stiffly and saw this ghost that I expected that I would run away. There was no fog, but there was something behind me.

The ghost stood in the pavilion, looking at me with a smile on his lips. It looked so beautiful...

Bah! What about you?

This is a ghost! I am still an old ghost who has been dead for many years. If I continue to waste this, I may not have much life. Otherwise, let’s start first?

I clenched my fists and found that my palms were already sweating at some point. I tried my best to let go of the fear in my heart, although my heart was pounding and a little painful.

I took out my aura and walked towards the ghost with great momentum. The ghost frowned slightly, as if I didn't know what I wanted to do.

I tried not to let my voice tremble, stood about ten steps away from him, and bent down 90 degrees.

"Brother, I'm sorry! I was wrong!"

Uh, why is there no sound? I secretly raised my head and found that the ghost was looking at me with interest with his hands on his chest, with the horns rising lightly, and it looked beautiful and glowing.

I looked at him, and he didn't speak. I felt a little embarrassed and slowly straightened up.

"Uh, ha, I know what you are looking for me." I was not convinced.

"Oh?" He opened his red lips lightly, and his low voice was filled with magnetic sexiness. I instantly got goose bumps. After that, the sound was about to fall.

"Well, I know last time I ran to your coffin to peek in the cave, which disturbed your old man's rest. I'm sorry,"

"But," I raised my head and looked at the ghostly psychedelic peach blossom eyes with guilt.

"Sorry, I fell down too. Let's clear the two of us. Let's part with each other. There will be no future later! After that, I wanted to run away. After all, I was a ghost. If I get angry later, I will be finished!

But I found that I seemed...can't run out.

The pavilion seemed to be covered with a glass cover, and it was invisible, but I could feel something blocking me and couldn't run out when I came in just now.

I stopped, as if I understood something, but turned around and found that the ghost still had a look of laughing and watching the fun.

Look at your sister!

"Zhang Yang." The sexy voice suddenly called my name. I looked at him in surprise. How did he know?

"Ha, it seems you don't know yet," the ghost suddenly stepped slowly and walked towards me, his heart beating "bangdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong

"Do you know what your dear grandma did?"

I shook my head in a daze.

"Are you afraid of me?" The ghost was only two steps away from me. He suddenly stopped and bent down and leaned closer to my face and said.

Can you not be afraid when facing a ghost?

But when he asked this, I didn't know how to answer. I nodded and shook my head. If I angered him, it would be over.

"You are afraid of me, but your grandma married you to me," the ghost said seriously and a little funny.

What!

"Ha? How is that possible? You are a ghost? How could my grandma marry me to a ghost? Haha, just kidding." I was a little funny. This ghost looks good, but it's too narcissistic.

"Ha, then how do you think you survived when you were ten years old?" The ghost walked into me again. He stretched out a white, slender hand with clear knuckles and gently raised my face, and a coldness came from his face.

I looked at the beautiful face and my voice was so nervous that I stuttered, "How do you know?"

Only my grandmother and Zhang Guaizi knew about this, but others didn't know, how did he know about it. However, I really don't know what my grandmother did that night, and I don't know how she saved me.

"It's been hundreds of years. They thought they could seal me forever, but they didn't expect that the fruit they planted had to be tasted by themselves." The ghost put down his hand, a trace of cold flashed across his face, and his eyes showed murderous intent.

I was startled by his expression, but what was he talking about?

"Look at it yourself." The ghost took out a piece of yellow paper from somewhere. I took it carefully, looked at it from the front, and looked backwards. Except for the few red characters written in the middle of the top of the paper, the "Marriage Book" could roughly guess the accident, and I didn't understand any other words written.

"What is this?" I told him the truth.

Instead of answering, he pointed at the red words with his slender index finger and signaled me to see that they were the only words I could guess.

"Marriage, marriage letter! Misunderstanding marriage...marriage, marriage letter!"

Ghost marriage letter!

I suddenly realized that this was a marriage letter for ghost marriage. I heard my grandmother say that ghost marriage is a marriage between dead people. Generally, young people who have not married after death will find other dead people to marry ghost marriages for them. Now there are many such phenomena. Some of them are those who have sent their own dreams to ask their family to find ghost marriages. In some places, living people marry dead people to get ghost marriages.

This ghost marriage letter is equivalent to the current marriage certificate. Once the names of both parties in the ghost marriage are signed, it will take effect.

I looked at this wedding book and my hands were trembling and flipped to the back, and found a few words in the lower right corner of the back of the wedding book:

Groom: Li Jingyue

Bride: Zhang Yang

These are the only words I can clearly recognize in this wedding book, but when did I sign my name?

I checked the wedding book repeatedly. It was indeed true and it had already taken effect, because the signature of the wedding book was slightly flashing red. Grandma said that the signature of the wedding book was effective, and the signing of the bride and groom on it would always flash red, meaning that the wedding was completed and the marriage was connected. But when was my name written on it? I suspected that someone would mess with me, but the handwriting on it was indeed mine.

I looked at the ghost in front of me, and then the wedding book in my hand. I couldn't believe it. How could it be possible? Let's not talk about whether my grandmother would marry me to a ghost, but I said that the marriage book must be signed by both men and women before counting, otherwise the marriage book will be invalid. But the facts tell me that it was signed by me personally, but I don't know when I had the idea of ​​marrying a ghost, and when did I get married?

I looked at the ghost in horror, that is, Li Jingyue, "I have never signed this marriage book, how could it be..."
Chapter completed!