Xing Juzhan's vision went dark. Behind him was the main table, and there was nowhere to hide.
After taking one look at it, he didn't even dare to look further, always feeling that he would get pinkeye if he looked at those red eyes too much.
"Ms. sir, are you coming to worship?" the ghost bride asked again.
It's just that the tone this time was obviously not as good as before. If Xing Juzhan didn't worship her again, she could make Xing Juzhan's eyes look like hers.
"Okay, okay." With trembling legs, Xing Juzhan reluctantly stood up and stood in front of the hall with the ghost bride.
The old woman opened her blood-red mouth and said, "Bow down to heaven and earth——"
The ghost bride bent down towards the memorial tablet above. Even though Xing Juzhan was scared to death, he knew that he would die after paying homage here.
After not bending down for a long time, the ghost bride's hands grew into weird shapes, and her five fingers formed a grasp and pinched Xing Juzhan's head, forcing him to bend down.
After all, Xing Juzhan was also the second son of the Xing family who had been practicing martial arts since childhood. When the ghost bride pressed him, he would hold his head hard.
The Ghost Bride's strength is not comparable to that of Xing Juzhan. If she were really strong, she could crush Xing Juzhan's head off.
After all, this was her future husband-in-law, so the ghost bride turned around and threatened Xing Juzhan with her eyes.
Xing Juzhan silently bent down, "..."
Seeing helplessly one person and one ghost turning around to "worship each other", Xing Juzhan, who was still struggling at first, was now filled with despair.
Facing the ghost bride in front of him, he was about to lower his head when he felt something hanging down from his face. It was so itchy that he reached out to scratch it.
With this grab, he caught a piece of silk. Just when he was about to look up, his body had already risen into the air.
It wasn't until the ghost bride looked up that she realized there was no one in front of her.
She looked at the old woman angrily. The old woman had her back turned to the Ghost Bride and could not move.
The ghost bride came to the old woman, and when she saw the old woman's appearance, she obviously had her soul consciousness taken away.
She looked at the entire mansion with a sinister look on her face.
——Once you accept her marriage certificate, don’t even think about escaping from her grasp!
"Bang——" Xing Juzhan's body was thrown to the ground by the silk.
When he looked up, he saw a young girl sitting on the courtyard wall in front of him, and the other end of the silk in his hand was in the girl's hand.
Xing Juzhan now has a shadow of beautiful girls, always feeling that there are terrible ghosts under their faces.
The eyes that looked at Yan Yan were wary.
Yan Yan pulled the shawl in her hand and signaled Xing Juzhan to let go, and she wanted to keep it on her body.
After Xing Juzhan came to his senses, he felt that the shawl in his hand was the same as the red silk in the ghost bride's hand, so he quickly let go and threw it down.
Yan Yan took hold of the hand holding the silk scarf for a moment, then turned around and wrapped the silk scarf around Xing Juzhan's neck.
"Dare you dislike me? If it weren't for this silk scarf, you would have become the ghost bride's dead husband."
The shawl was just wrapped around Xing Juzhan's neck, not tightened.
"Yes, the girl saved me?"
"Otherwise?" Yan Yan tugged on his shawl, "How will you repay me for this life-saving grace?"
Xing Juzhan: "..." This is the first time I see someone repaying someone so straightforwardly after saving his life.
"What do you want, girl? I will definitely give you what I can!" Xing Juzhan was not stupid. He already knew that if Yan Yan hadn't said that, he might really have become the dead husband of a female ghost.
"Is it alright if you pledge yourself to me?" Yan Yu took back his robe and jumped in front of Xing Juzhan.
Xing Ju Zhan choked.
After what happened just now, he never wanted to get married in his life. He always felt that the bride would look terrible on the day of his wedding.
"Girl, this important matter of marriage..."
"What's wrong with me?" Yan Yan asked.
"..." Xing Juzhan raised his head and glanced at Yan Yan, "Okay, everything is fine, it's just a matter of marriage..."
"You men are so deceitful. You just told me that you would give me whatever you said!" Yan Yan curled his lips.
"..." Xing Juzhan gritted his teeth, "Girl, I have decided to become a monk, so I really can't marry a wife."
"Pfft -" Yan Yan closed his mouth and wanted to laugh, "I didn't say I wanted to marry you. I only said I would marry you. As long as you do what I say, you will repay me."
Xing Juzhan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
Yan Yan looked helpless when he looked at him.
How much of a blow did the ghost thing just happen to him? He wasn't afraid that she would let him die.
Yan Yan took Xing Juzhan away from the mansion before leaving North Street. As she was talking, she felt a ghostly energy coming from the mansion.
"Let's go to your house first and let me stay one night before we talk." Yan Yan grabbed Xing Juzhan by his collar.
Then, when Xing Juzhan blinked in shock, Yan Yu had already led him out of North Street.
"Where is your home? Go back to your home first. The ghost bride is looking for you."
Xing Juzhan took a breath of cold air, "What will my family do when I go home? Will the ghost bride take my relatives away?"
"It's not about me! What are you afraid of? Don't tell me that your family doesn't have a doorkeeper for the New Year."
"It's pasted and replaced with a new one." Xing Juzhan was startled by Yan Yan.
"If you have a doorkeeper, she won't dare to enter your house easily. But if you don't go back now, I won't care about you anymore when she takes you back to marry you."
After Yan Zi confirmed this, Xing Juzhan turned around and whistled.
In an instant, several men in black knelt in front of the two men.
"Take me home quickly."
Needless to say, Xing Juzhan also wanted to bring Xing Juzhan back to his house as soon as possible.
"The eldest son already knows that you are missing."
Hearing this, Xing Juzhan paused.
Yan Yan looked at his expression at this time, which was similar to the one he had just seen the ghost bride.
"Are you afraid of this young master? Who is he to you?"
"My eldest brother." Xing Juzhan reacted and retorted, "Why am I afraid of him?!"
Yan Yan: "..." You almost have fear written on your face.
The carriage drove all the way to South Street and stopped in front of the house where Yan Yan met his old man during the day.
"Is this your home?"
Xing Juzhan didn't know what he was thinking. He was stunned for a while before he heard Yan Yan speak.
"Um."
Yan Yao stared at him, "How can your elder brother eat you? You look so timid."
Xing Juzhan swallowed his saliva, "You don't understand, I would rather my eldest brother eat me than face him."
Yan Yan: "...Okay."
Xing Juzhan is the second son of the family. If Yan Yu follows him, no one in the family will stop him.
It's just that he has been thinking about how to face his elder brother for a while, but he forgot to arrange a place for Yan Yan to stay.
Yan Yu followed Xing Juzhan to his yard.
Entering the main room of the courtyard, Yan Yan caught his eye with the man sitting in the main room.
She knew at a glance that this man must be Xing Juzhan's eldest brother.
Not everyone can have the aura of the Living King of Hell. Looking at Xing Juzhan's scared look, you can tell how terrifying the man in front of him is.
It's just that Yan Yan has never been afraid of anyone.
Seeing the man's critical and domineering eyes, she certainly didn't dare to show weakness.
"Who is this girl?" Xing Jutang asked.
He thought to himself that the woman in front of him should not be underestimated.
Xing Juzhan was stunned for a moment when he saw that his eldest brother was not reprimanding him. After noticing his increasingly displeased eyes, he hurriedly spoke.
"This is..." Xing Juzhan looked at Yan Yan, "What's your surname, girl?"
"Surname Yan."
"Oh." Xing Juzhan turned around and replied, "This is Miss Yan."
Xing Jutang: "..." If this wasn't his biological brother, he would have thrown Xing Juzhan out long ago!