At around nine o'clock in the evening, Xiang Que and Zhang Fengzhu, who had already dressed up, were standing in the new house waiting.

"Are you afraid?" Xiang Que lowered his head and asked her while smoking a cigarette.

Zhang Fengzhu lowered her head and hummed, saying, "A little bit."

Xiang Que rubbed his nose and suddenly smiled: "It's still too late to regret now. I'm not advising you to break your promise. After all, this kind of thing is difficult for ordinary people to accept. It's normal for you to regret temporarily."

Zhang Fengzhu raised her head, with undoubted stubbornness in her eyes: "I'm afraid I'm a little scared, but I can bear it. People live for decades, and I don't want my family to suffer the consequences of this life. I can bear as little as possible."

Just be patient. Besides, you can't go back on your promises, and people who are poor can't be poor because of their ambitions."

Xiang Que rubbed his face and admired this little girl who had never been out of the mountains in her life but understood both loyalty and righteousness. She was a small person and inconspicuous, but she stood at the head of many people. At least she always stood up.

Without throwing the word humanity out the window.

"What are your plans after tonight?"

Zhang Fengzhu tilted her head and thought for a long time, then shook her head and said, "Find a small job to earn some money to support your family."

"Have you ever thought about leaving Chengdu? If there are better opportunities, your life will become better and better."

Zhang Fengzhu suddenly smiled, her eyes curved into crescent moons: "Of course that's good."

"Get ready, the time is coming." Xiang Que took out a piece of paper and pen and wrote down a phone number and Chen Xia's name, then handed it to Zhang Fengzhu and said, "After you have settled down at home, call me and say it's me.

If you are asked to find her, maybe the sky will be different for you in the future."

Xiang Que felt compassion. This ordinary girl from the mountains was a person whose heart was so pure that it was not stained by any worldly dirty things. In her world, she might not even know how to distinguish between good and evil, but she did.

If you are involved in worldly matters, you will be affected for the rest of your life.

, Xiang Que asked her to get close to Chen Xia, that’s because Queen Chen is a very wealthy person, with nobility, blessing, and luck. She has been staying with Chen Xia for a long time, and Zhang Fengzhu will definitely be influenced and influenced by her.

, maybe this will change the impact of this ghost marriage on her.

At 9:30 p.m., gongs, drums, and suonas suddenly sounded loudly outside the community. A large group of people in red clothes began to walk into the community. In the front of the crowd were eight big men carrying a black coffin, and behind them were four bearers.

They were carrying a bright red sedan chair, and two lanterns with white light at the front of the procession were very conspicuous. There were also several people in the procession carrying paper funeral objects, which were to be burned for Lin Zirong when he was buried.

After the team walked downstairs, they all stood in two rows in silence.

This is a team that specializes in ghost marriages. They only accept ghost souls and do not accept Yang marriages. They are very professional.

"The wedding team is here, let's go down." Xiang Que walked out of the house with his hands behind his back.

"Uh-huh." Zhang Fengzhu just hesitated for a moment, covered her face with a hijab, wore a bright red phoenix robe, and walked to the door. Her parents were also standing there waiting, looking at her at a loss.

"Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap" Downstairs, a matchmaker quickly walked over holding a rooster in her right hand and a tablet in her left hand. This matchmaker was equivalent to representing the man himself. Behind her, a man danced on a pole.

There were two baskets, one of which contained bundles of banknotes to be given to the woman's parents, and the other basket contained bundles of paper money and ingots, which were given to Zhang Fengzhu.

"Oh, the bride has come out. Come, come, come and bring the gift money to the house for her family to see." The matchmaker made way, and then the man carrying the pole entered the house.

Zhang Fengzhu's parents looked at the basket full of money, and their hearts were pounding. Once the money was in their hands, it meant that the rest of their lives would undergo earth-shaking changes.

The matchmaker stood with the bride carrying the rooster and tablet, and then walked downstairs. The people behind her followed her downstairs. There were already many people watching the excitement downstairs. Those who dared to go

Those who are timid can only hide in the distance with their necks stretched out like a giraffe.

"Duang" the welcoming team sounded the gong, and the four bearers carried the sedan to the side of the black coffin, then lowered the sedan, lowered it, and opened the curtain.

"Wow!" Dozens of eyes looked at the coffin and sedan chair. Immediately some people understood that this was someone getting married, and it was a yin and yang match. The crowd whispered in shock. This kind of thing only exists among the elderly in big cities.

Many of the stories told have never been seen by people.

The crowd outside became louder and louder, and the matchmaker suddenly shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Spread paper money to buy road money... strangers are avoiding it"

"Bride, please get on the sedan. Don't waste your auspicious time." The matchmaker shook the rooster and tablet in her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "The groom is still waiting."

Zhang Fengzhu bit her lips, her stubborn smile only hesitated for a moment, and then she walked towards the sedan. The matchmaker shouted again in a high voice: "Welcome the newlyweds, stay away from strangers and give way to the lonely souls."

The sound of "duang" is the gong opening the way.

"Girl..." Zhang Fengzhu's father and mother suddenly walked over tremblingly. The old man gritted his teeth and paused. Tears fell from his eyes. He choked and said, "If you don't want to,

It’s okay if we don’t get married. If the worst happens, we’ll go back to the mountains.”

Perhaps it was after seeing the coffin, the red procession, the sedan chair welcoming the bride and the tablet and rooster in the hands of the matchmaker that the Zhang family finally realized that this was a ghost marriage. Those who were immersed in the scene, especially Zhang Fengzhu

The family is scared.

Her brother suddenly slapped his mouth fiercely and shouted: "Sister, I want to marry a wife, I don't have to sacrifice you. I don't want to be a beast for the rest of my life."

"Uh-huh." Zhang Fengzhu turned her face away and said with tears stained on it: "Brother, father and mother, as long as you say this, I will marry you."

Zhang Fengzhu then turned around and sat in the sedan without hesitation. The three members of the Zhang family leaned together and burst into tears. At the last moment, human nature finally defeated their desires. The words of the three people made Zhang Fengzhu completely and without hesitation get into the sedan chair to receive the bride.

Xiang Que glanced at the three of them at this time, frowned and said, "As long as I am here, she will be fine. You guys should follow her, don't waste time."

The "duang" gong sounded, and the wedding procession set off. On the way back, the matchmaker placed the memorial tablet on the coffin, walked aside with the rooster and shouted at the top of her voice: "Keep strangers away, the lonely souls make way, sprinkle the road money, and step on

Hometown Road”

The "duang" gong sounded again, yellow paper money was sprinkled from the sky, and the procession accompanying the bride-to-be officially returned.
Chapter completed!