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Chapter 32 The Hanged Ghost Wedding Dress

Because it was pitch dark, I couldn't see clearly who the approaching figure was. It wasn't until the figure got closer to me that I was surprised to find that it was Yan Shiting!

"I won't let you come out!"

I shouted urgently.

As a result, Yan Shiting ignored me at all and kept walking forward with her head lowered. Suddenly I felt something was wrong. When I looked carefully, I saw that her walking movements were stiff, her expression was dull, her heels were off the ground, and her toes were slightly on tiptoe.

rise…

"Possessed by ghost?!"

I was surprised, and at the same time, I subconsciously looked back and found Yan Qishan standing in front of his grave, looking at me with a ghostly smile on his face.

"How can it be?!"

Yan Qishan is obviously here, so who is in love with Yan Shiting? My head is pounding, is there another ghost here?!

At this time, Yan Shiting slowly stopped and stood under a tree, only a few meters away from me. I was surprised to find that she was actually wearing a black robe and mandarin jacket...

This is Yan Qishan's mandarin jacket! How could it be worn on Yan Shiting's body? My mind suddenly remembered a word I had seen in a book before, ghost wedding dress!

When a person dies, the family will put clean clothes on the deceased. Some people will put on shrouds, but some people will put on their favorite clothes during their lifetime. After death, these clothes will be buried with the deceased.

If the deceased is reincarnated into a very resentful evil spirit, then his underwear will also be stained with resentment and driven by the evil spirit...

If it is draped on a living person, even if it does not achieve the effect of being possessed by a ghost, it can still temporarily control the living person's mind and rob him of his yang energy!

Yan Shiting is a pure yin character with a strong yin and a weak yang. She is prone to attracting unclean things, so she has no resistance to Guiyi.

After thinking about this, I immediately panicked and was about to rush over to save her, but Yan Shiting suddenly tilted her head back and opened her lips slightly, as if something had strangled her neck!

"what on earth do you want?!"

I turned around and shouted to Yan Qishan.

"Tell me where Yan Feng is?"

Yan Qishan said with a gloomy face.

"Yinhun Hall, he is in Yinhun Hall!"

I told him without hesitation, because compared to Yan Feng, Yan Shiting's life was naturally more important.

Yan Qishan curled up his lips and showed a strange smile, then turned around and walked slowly towards the woods in the distance, and disappeared after a few steps.

I looked back at Yan Shiting and found that the mantle on her body was gone, which meant that Yan Qishan's ghost had indeed left.

Just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I saw Yan Shiting pull out the waistband of her shorts from her waist, then gently swing the belt onto a relatively low branch, and then tie the two ends of the belt.

It becomes a knot and forms a round button!

I felt something was wrong, so I rushed over immediately and shouted:

"Hey! Yan Shiting, what are you doing?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Shiting jumped hard and put her head into the round buckle. The belt immediately strangled her neck tightly. She wanted to hang herself!

But the strange thing is that even though she was being strangled like this, her body did not resist at all. She was just hanging like a dead person, motionless!

I was shocked, and quickly took out a handful of red saltpeter powder and sprinkled it on Yan Shiting's body. With a "pop" sound, a black air came out of her body.

Yan Shiting seemed to regain her consciousness in an instant, and her whole body began to struggle violently. At this moment, I had come to her side, hugged her legs and lifted her head up from the round button.

"Cough cough cough..."

After falling to the ground, Yan Shiting coughed violently, her face turned red from suffocation, and a few tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes!

"I...what's wrong with me? Why are I here?"

After a long time, Yan Shiting asked in shock.

"The ghost wedding dress was created by your grandfather..."

I briefly told what happened before, and Yan Shiting was dumbfounded.

"It's really grandpa... Is he really trying to kill everyone in the Yan family?!"

"You have to understand that he is no longer your grandfather. He is just a vicious ghost with deep resentment and only wants to kill the Yan family." I advised.

"But…"

"No need to give in, let's leave here quickly and go to the Soul-Yearing Hall!"

As I said that, I helped Yan Shiting up, but for some reason, she seemed to have tripped over something and almost fell down because she couldn't stand still. She and I looked down at the same time, and I was stunned at this sight.

Living…

Maybe it was because she had untied her belt before, but Yan Shiting's pants slipped down to her ankles at some point, exposing her long legs...

A few seconds of silence followed...

"ah!"

Yan Shiting exclaimed and hurriedly lifted up her pants. I was helpless and untied my belt from the branch and handed it to her hand, and kept defending:

"I, I...I didn't see anything...it was...it was dark, I really didn't see anything."

Yan Shiting turned around in shame and anger and hurriedly put on her belt without saying a word. I didn't know how to persuade her...

After a few more seconds, Yan Shiting took a few deep breaths and slowly turned around. Although her face was still a little awkward, it was much better than before.

"Then what, we..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Yan Shiting's body suddenly trembling. Her expression was stunned, and her eyes looked behind me in horror...

A chill that penetrated my bones instantly rushed into my heart. I suddenly felt that my neck had become a little stiff and a little unruly, but I still subconsciously wanted to turn around...

But at this moment, I found that I really couldn't move my neck. I looked down slightly and saw a pale hand passing over my shoulder and squeezing my neck, followed by a familiar voice.

I remembered:

"You all must die..."


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