After a while, the rain gradually stopped. The surroundings were full of water, the stone roads were slippery, the dirt roads were muddy, and it was impossible to move forward in the dark environment.

The branches that were wet by the rain could not be ignited, and they could not leave, and they had no place to stay. They didn't know what to do for a while.

I looked at my phone and it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. I was thinking that there was at least five hours before dawn, so I would still stay where I went down the mountain. I would like to ask everyone's opinions.

Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly heard the sound of playing suona, gongs and drums in the distance, as if someone in ancient times was marrying a new wife.

The music is filled with joy and sadness, and I always feel strange.

"I'll go, who will get married in the middle of the night?" Fu Xing glanced at his phone, "Get married in the middle of the night at 12 o'clock?"

I frowned, remembering that Song Yu once told us that she would get married tomorrow night.

But it was too late this night. What I understand is that it was seven or eight o'clock in the evening. If there was such a custom, it would be possible.

Getting married at midnight is unheard of.

Fu Xing did not put away his phone, but clicked on the web page: "I checked online and found that there is such a custom. It's really a big forest with all kinds of birds."

"No need to check." Bai Ji carried his backpack and seemed to have taken action. "There is nothing else except for the ghost marriage."

"Dark Marriage?" Except for Bai Ji, the four of us spoke in unison.

"Can it be Song Yu?" I instantly had a terrible idea.

The marriage between ghost marriage must be a combination with a dead person, that is, it means marrying a ghost. Song Yu and ghost marriage must be trying to deal with us.

"It's almost the same as ten." Bai Ji took out the car key from his pocket and threw it to me. "You can find my car by walking down this mountain road. Whether to go down the mountain or wait for dawn, you can decide for yourself."

"Where are you?" I grabbed his arm.

Bai Ji lowered his head, looked at my once injured right wrist, and broke free slightly: "I'll go and see what the situation of the ghost marriage is."

No matter how we shouted, Bai Ji did not turn around, ran up the high stone stairs, and left without saying a word.

I handed the car keys to Fu Xing and called Zuo Hexu again: "Help me and let me get on."

"No." Zuo Hexu disagreed, "We finally ran out."

"Hurry up, I can't keep up with Bai Ji later."

Zuo Hexu refused to help me no matter what, so he could only turn around and pull Jiang Han and let him squat down. Jiang Han was trampled by me, and climbed up his shoulder and stepped on him. He heard him shouting and I successfully climbed up the high stairs.

"You go down the mountain and wait for me in the car, and Bai Ji and I will come."

After saying that, regardless of how Zuo Hexu and Fu Xing shouted, I ran all the way to chase Bai Ji in the direction I came.

The sound of beating drums and drums was getting closer and closer. I didn't care about anything and turned on the flashlight with my phone.

The figures of people were moving ahead, and Bai Ji was walking forward quickly.

He noticed that the light of my flashlight turned around to check it out, and paused after seeing it was me.

"You are really not afraid of death." He said with reprimand in his tone, more of a helplessness, "It will be no good for you to always follow me."

"I don't know if there is any benefit." I grabbed his hand and turned off the flashlight. "If you follow you, you won't have the final say."

This may be the first time we held hands, not me holding his clothes, nor was he holding my wrist.

It was holding hands, and I took the initiative to hold his hand.

His palms were very hot, which was beyond the normal body temperature of a person. I frowned and was about to ask if he had a fever, but his hand squeezed it hard.

"Don't lose it."

We almost ran all the way. Bai Ji had been observing this path in the mountains for a week. I must be very familiar with it. Not to mention being in the dark, he could run to Song Yu's home with his eyes closed.

In fact, when we were going up the mountain, I discovered that if this road does not go off the line, there will be no obstacles.

Bai Ji held me with one hand and still touched the wall with the other hand, probably identifying the direction.

After the light appeared in front of us, we finally arrived near Song Yu's house.

No, it should be the team beating gongs and drums carrying lanterns. They were not preparing to enter Song Yu's house, but came out of Song Yu's house.

The direction was towards the bottom of the mountain. The team walked very slowly, which should be related to the fact that it had just rained. At the end of the team, which was closest to us, four people were carrying a sedan chair.

We had only left her house for a few hours, and she had prepared so much.

The key is where to find so many people who play the sing and sing.

"The house at the foot of the mountain." Bai Ji paused to observe the surroundings, and he discovered that in the dark mountains, only a house at the foot of the mountain was on with lights, "Follow me to go around."

Bai Ji's familiarity with the terrain has reached a point where I am dumbfounded. He has probably done nothing this week and has just memorized the terrain of the village.

The bride-sending team walked very slowly. Although we took a detour, the road was extremely difficult to walk. When we ran forward and behind regardless of the slight, we were almost at the time of reaching the house with the lights on, the team had been left behind.

I have never seen a ghost marriage with my own eyes. I can draw a complete pattern based on film and television dramas and imaginations, with a wedding arrangement like a mourning hall. The door is open and a coffin with a coffin lid is placed in the middle of the room.

"Why is there no one?" Bai Ji and I walked in quietly. After looking around, we confirmed that there was no one.

"No one." Bai Ji tightened my hand tightly and let it go again, "But there are many ghosts."

Bai Ji did not recite any mantras, nor did he see any action of opening the sky eye, he could actually see the ghost directly.

I frowned, walked carefully towards the coffin, and leaned my head into it.

There was a man lying inside. He probably just died and fell asleep just like he was asleep, but there were no traces of ups and downs on his chest.

This man...

Why does it look so familiar?

Where have you seen it?

I patted my thighs and remembered that Song Yu had photos of her and this man in the express delivery sent to my house.

But in the photo, the man is still fine and laughs happily.

He was about twenty years old, about ours, wearing a red shroud like a wedding dress, and lay quietly in the coffin.

What a pity.

"We have to hide before the team arrives." Bai Ji looked around again, looking for a place to hide.

Before that, I need to do one more thing.

Bite your fingers, and the blood on your fingertips are on your eyebrows, and chant a mantra with your mouth.

The moment the sky eyes opened, I saw two rows standing in a motionless shape from the distance from the door to the coffin.

They were wearing black clothes and stood straight as if they were lit with a hole. There were men, women, old and young people. They all looked dull and looked straight ahead.

No wonder Bai Ji did not react after seeing these dirty things. It turned out that he knew that they were not threatening at all.

The sound of suona is very close, so we must hide it immediately.

"In the wardrobe." Bai Ji shouted and pulled me into the wardrobe.

From the outside, the wardrobe was obviously very large. After being put into two adults, there was no spare space.

I could feel Bai Ji's extremely high body temperature along with her body and through her clothes.

There was no place to hide in such a small space, so I stretched out and touched Bai Ji's forehead. It was indeed a fever.

"Fool." I really don't know why he was trying so hard.

"Shhh, here it's here."

The sound of suona stopped in front of the door, and I quietly opened a gap in the wardrobe, focusing one eye to see clearly the situation around the coffin.

After listening to the music for about half a minute, it started to blow again. There was a sound of footsteps. It was probably someone who walked into the room. I saw Song Yu wearing a big red wedding dress and a phoenix crown on his head to the coffin.

"Auspicious time has come."

I don’t know who shouted, and the church officially began.

In my opinion, this was an ancient wedding, at least before the Republic of China, the wedding was held so much before the Republic of China. As the ceremony began and after worshiping the world, I saw Song Yu tie her and the man in the coffin with a red rope.

"Licheng."

Is this over?

The yin marriage is over?

Bai Ji's face was leaning over my head and also looked out. His hot breath hit my scalp, making itchy.

While I was worried about him, I was overjoyed.

But now is not the time to be a slut. I don’t believe that Song Yu is married at this time, just because this man is his beloved person and he will be married to him even if he dies.

This is just a simple idea.

The chaotic footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and the team of playing and singing should have left.

Song Yu was still standing by the coffin, staring at the person in the coffin with his eyes tightly, as if he was saying something.

She couldn't hear clearly, and didn't even make a sound. She just opened her mouth and silently chanted something.

Suddenly, she grabbed the red rope and started to circle around the coffin. While turning, she took out a piece of paper and put it into the coffin.

She was still silently chanting something and doing something, but the gap in the wardrobe was insufficient to let us see all her actions, and we could only see a rough look.

Song Yu seemed to be doing it.
To be continued...