Chunxiang's house is just a mud house with pits on the mud walls and a few bugs with legs crawling around.
Yan Yan picked up a bug, and countless legs on the bug moved wildly.
When Bai Shu wasn't paying attention, she opened Bai Zhu's collar and planned to throw it in.
However, Bai Zhu grabbed his wrist with his backhand.
"You are so disrespectful of human life. This thing crawled on me. Believe it or not, I would die on the spot?"
"Just kidding." Yan Yan curled his lips.
"Then I'll throw it into your clothes and make a joke for you."
With that said, Bai Shu planned to snatch the insect from Yan Yan's hand.
The two were making a fuss, and Qingyu had already laid out things.
A candle, a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and a small bowl of uncooked rice in the bowl.
Qingyu took out a piece of paper with Chunxiang's birthday and name written on it.
He gestured a few times in front of the lit candle and then threw it into the bowl.
The smoke floating on the talisman paper and the smoke floating on the candle merged together strangely, slowly taking on the appearance of spring fragrance.
Yan Yan and Baizhu withdrew their hands at the same time and looked at Chunxiang's soul.
The soul is not solidly condensed, just like the floating smoke, it can be blown away by a little wind.
Chunxiang's eyes were gouged out, there were two bloody holes on her face, and a few strips of flesh were pulled out of her eye sockets and were hanging.
"On the twenty-eighth of the first lunar month, embroidery thread." Chunxiang dully repeated the key points in Qingyu's question.
"They want embroidery thread and sew the bride's eyelids shut so she can see how they kill the groom."
Qingyu opened her mouth and couldn't bear to ask any more, "Why did you kill the groom's family?"
"The bride is the woman they like."
"The groom's family is quite unlucky." Bai Zhu raised his eyebrows.
Yan Yan's eyes shot towards him like a cold arrow, "Which of the women they killed was not miserable?"
"Don't they only like girls who have not yet left the court? Why would they touch the bride?" Xing Ju Zhan huddled behind Qing Yu and asked in confusion.
Qingyu said Xing Juzhan's question aloud and asked Chunxiang again.
"The groom sold his bride to them."
"Why doesn't Xing Juzhan know about this?" Yan Yan asked aloud, his scrutinizing eyes already falling on Xing Juzhan.
"The second young master will tell the eldest young master about this matter, and also tell others, and then things will become big."
"Oh——" Yan Yan trailed off, "It's because he has a big mouth and he is disliked by others."
Xing Juzhan said, "..." I didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.
The talisman paper in the rice bowl burned out, and the smoke disappeared intermittently, along with Chunxiang's soul.
"Look, I said this matter has nothing to do with me." Xing Juzhan argued, "The ghost bride shouldn't come to me."
"It's only been a few months since the first month. How could the ghost bride have such powerful ghost power?" Qingyu wondered.
Moreover, North Street is within Yunze City, but they did not find it on Qingyun Mountain.
The gateless courtyard opposite the haunted house appeared in Yan Yan's mind.
The round stone platform with inscriptions on it in the gateless courtyard.
The whole yard is weird and unusual.
Several people went back to the Xingfu.
Xing Juzhan kept talking about this matter, and Yan Yan replied impatiently, "Since it has nothing to do with you, I will find the ghost bride and terminate your ghost engagement."
It's hard to explain, but in fact all it takes is Yan Yu to take the ghost bride to the underworld.
After the ghost bride is reincarnated, her person and soul no longer exist, and the ghost engagement will be terminated by then.
It was still early, so Yan Yan planned to go to the ghost house in the evening.
At this time, red silk and wedding lanterns were hung on the Xing Mansion.
It's very similar to a haunted house at night, but it doesn't feel scary at all. The faces of the servants in the mansion are all filled with joy.
Xing Juzhan was already scared.
He is now afraid of the color red.
Hiding in the yard, not daring to come out.
Yan Yan remembered the conversation between Mrs. Xing and Miss Xing San, turned around and kept staring at these two people in the dark.
Xing Jutang didn't know how he was able to tell Mrs. Xing that she could still stand in the yard admiring flowers when everyone in the house was planning a wedding.
On the other hand, Miss Xing San was so angry that she stayed away from home all day and only stayed with her close friends.
Seeing the two of them acting like this, Yan Yan also let down his guard.
until,
"Ah Yao, it's not good!"
Qingyu hurriedly came to Manxing Mansion to find Yan Yan.