Grandpa solemnly took off the painting from the hen's neck and unfolded it.
Smear the blood of the hen on Qin Wenying's body in the painting.
Then he used a red rope and dipped it into the blood.
The other end of the red rope was tied to the spiritual tablet engraved with Qin Wenying's birthday and name.
Not long after, Liu Hou, who was standing aside, was surprised to find out.
Qin Wenying disappeared from the painting, as if she had been removed from the painting alive.
But the spiritual tablets became vivid.
There is a faint circle of white light surrounding it.
"It's done, your granddaughter-in-law's soul has been transferred to the spirit tablet."
The old Taoist Huangpao was finally relieved: "Let them enter the bridal chamber quickly."
After saying that, he thrust the spiritual tablet into Xiao Shen Fan's hand and asked him to carry his wife into the bridal chamber.
My mother wanted to speak, but she didn't dare. She just sighed.
What kind of evil has this done?
My son is only nine years old and already married.
In this life, I can only marry the person in the painting who is not even a dead person.
The daughter-in-law didn’t even have a body.
After stuffing little Shen Fan into the bridal chamber, Grandpa and the old man in yellow robe poked their heads out of the main room, looked at the sky, and shouted into the bridal chamber with a solemn expression: "My grandson, my grandson will be protected by you from now on.
"
A ray of light wrapped around the spirit tablet hesitated, as if it was promising something.
When the old man saw this, he felt a little relieved.
He made a big move with his hand and shouted: "Seal the door."
The Shen family members attending the wedding immediately took out the coffin wood and coffin nails that had been prepared and sealed Shen Fan's bridal chamber tightly.
All the entrances and exits of the doors and windows were tightly sealed with coffin boards to prevent the two weasel spirits from breaking in and ruining the final process of the wedding.
In the bridal chamber, Shen Fan could only hear the sound of nails being hammered outside, as dense as rain.
He was so confused that he had no idea what this meant.
It was too late, and the nine-year-old couldn't help but yawned. He was about to blow out the red candle and go to bed to sleep according to his grandfather's instructions.
But before he fell asleep, little Shen Fan suddenly felt some cold wind blowing around his ears, making him itch.
It was as if someone was crawling next to his ear and breathing on him.
Shen Fan, who has been timid since he was a child, should be afraid that such a strange thing would happen in an empty house.
But for some reason, Shen Fan didn't feel any fear at all.
He turned his head and suddenly saw a beautiful person.
It’s his daughter-in-law, Qin Wenying.
She was wearing an antique red wedding dress, with a nice bun on her head, and was looking at him with a smile.
"Daughter-in-law, were you blowing into my ear just now?"
Shen Fan looked straight at it.
Qin Wenying giggled, smiling very playfully: "Husband, we just got married, and I can blow air. Hehe, it's really interesting."
The girl spun around in a circle, still wearing the flower on her head that Shen Fan had picked off and inserted into her temple three days ago.
Jumping with excitement.
Shen Fan's heart was suddenly filled with happiness: "Daughter-in-law, you are so beautiful!"
"Husband, you are only nine years old, and you are already so glib." The girl scolded. She seemed to love to laugh very much. While snickering, she tapped Shen Fan's forehead with her green fingers: "You have grown up.
Still okay?"
"Daughter-in-law?" Shen Fan called out tentatively and asked curiously: "Are you a ghost?"
Qin Wenying laughed again: "Silly husband, where are the ghosts in this world? As an ancient person, I know this truth.
After he died young, he was painted into a painting by my father. Through some strange combination of circumstances, his undissipated soul remained in this painting. It's not a ghost.
Look at me, a ghost with a green face and fangs, where do I look like a ghost?"
Qin Wenying made a face as he spoke.
I want to pretend to be a ghost to scare Shen Fan.
But no success.
Her grimace is just cute, not scary at all.
Shen Fan grinned widely.
Liu Hou on the side curled his lips speechlessly when he heard Qin Wenying's sophistry.
This Qin Wenying is so weird.
But isn't she clearly a ghost in the traditional sense?
"From today on, I am your wife. As the saying goes, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog."
Qin Wenying used an old-fashioned tone, like a young adult, and told Shen Fan: "According to the established customs in the world, after marriage, as your husband, you must listen to me.
You are not allowed to look at other girls.
Just look at me. Do you hear me?"
"oh."
Shen Fan nodded stupidly.
But he quickly reacted: "Daughter-in-law, there seems to be something wrong with what you just said?"
"Okay, you started to refute me so soon? Could it be that you are going to cheat on me tomorrow?"
Qin Wenying rolled up her sleeves, stretched out her slender hands and pinched Shen Fan's ears: "Do you listen to your wife?"
Shen Fan quickly surrendered: "Listen, I listen."
"That's pretty much it."
Qin Wenying hummed.
The two were talking sweetly. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from nowhere.
The strong wind hit the pillars outside the door like a ghost, making a loud noise.
Suddenly, my father's voice came from outside: "Fan'er, Fan'er, come out quickly! Dad is here to pick you up. I'll see you soon."
"It's great that daddy is finally back."
Shen Fan suddenly shouted happily and wanted to jump out of bed and open the door for his father.
"Don't open the door."
Qin Wenying's expression changed and she stopped him solemnly: "The person outside is not your father, don't be bewitched by him. Don't listen to his voice anymore."
"Then what am I listening to?" Shen Fan asked in confusion.
Why is it that the person outside the door is clearly his father, but his wife says he is not him?
If that wasn't dad, what could it be?
"Just listen to your wife. Husband, you just promised to only listen to me. And we have a more important thing to do next."
Qin Wenying said with a smile.
"Well, okay. I'm a man and I keep my word."
It is an ancient tradition to forget your parents when you have a daughter-in-law. Shen Fan patted his chest.
I decisively forgot about my parents.
"Today is our bridal chamber's night of flowers and candles. A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Let's quickly go about our routine." Qin Wenying said that she was from the Song Dynasty, but her words were very modern.
As the girl spoke, her face turned red with embarrassment.
Her face turned into a mouth-watering jade bead, and her face was alluringly red.
She mustered up the courage to straighten her small body, but she gently rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, showing that she could only do paper work.
But effort on paper is also effort.
"What is routine?" Shen Fan, who has been living in a small place, certainly cannot have an enlightenment education.
"Of course I will put part of my soul into your heart. From then on, we will be one flesh and two lives."
Although Qin Wenying looks like a girl now, she was actually about sixteen years old when she died.
At the age of 16, in ancient times, many people were already married to other people.
Although it is embarrassing, this step is what every married couple must do on the first night.
If souls cannot blend together, then she is not qualified to protect Shen Fan at all.
After completing this step, she was completely Shen Fan's wife.
After getting the Yin Book, you can follow Shen Fan from now on, and you don't have to suffer the eternal pain in the painting.
Chapter completed!