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Chi Yiyin had an extremely weird but extremely real dream.

The Ma family mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons everywhere, red silk covers all the white walls, and the Chinese character "囍" hangs high everywhere.

Servants dressed in red walked through the courtyard, holding trays in their hands and wooden boxes on their shoulders. The sound of suona and flute was heard endlessly, and the guests seated were beaming with joy.

The dragon and phoenix red candles are lit in the main hall, the wax oil is piled up on the gold candlesticks, and the incense burner is filled with light smoke.

Everywhere you look, there is nothing but extravagance and wealth. The firecrackers outside and the sound of talking and laughing spread into the bright room, making Chi Yiyin vaguely float up from the deep water of consciousness.

He trembled his slender eyelashes slowly, and didn't immediately realize where it was. The noisy voice in his ears made him have a splitting headache, and the cold air came from his side, and his arms were so cold that he almost lost consciousness.

Chi Yiyin lowered his head subconsciously, and found someone holding his arm.

— No, not his arm.

He was wearing a bright red wedding dress, which was embellished with luxurious and beautiful pearls and emeralds. The red color was shocking, and in front of his eyes was a bright red like blood, like a red hijab.

The maid's dressed arms supported him from left to right, and he could feel that there was something hard behind him, as if a wooden stick was tied behind him.

What's the matter, wedding dress?

Chi Yiyin's first guess was that the woman in the wedding dress he saw before was playing tricks, but he soon discovered that he had lost all control of his limbs except his eyes. And judging from the palms that were vaguely protruding from his sleeves, these hands were white and slender, but they were not calloused hands that he had been grinding with pens all year round.

It's a pair of women's hands.

But his soul seemed to be encapsulated in this woman's body, and the restriction of his movements also greatly reduced his observation of the surroundings, making it impossible for him to immediately confirm the current situation and the identity of the woman.

There were many guests standing in the hall, and there was continuous laughter.

Chi Yiyin looked vaguely through the gap where the red hijab was sewn with pearls and emeralds. The guests around him had no eyes and noses, and only a grinning mouth on their faces.

They were wearing old-fashioned mandarin jackets and long gowns, with braids, and all of them looked at Chi Yiyin with pale faces.

They clapped their hands and kept nodding, as if this was an enviable marriage.

Chi Yiyin soon discovered that he couldn't walk by himself at all, but the two maids on the left and right were holding his arms, almost dragging him towards the high hall.

At this time, he finally saw clearly the figure sitting on the main seat.

—It was Master Ma and Aunt Ma!

Mrs. Ma disappeared, Aunt Ma was very happy, and Master Ma laughed heartily under the flattery of all the guests.

Chi Yiyin was startled for a moment, and then completely understood that the owner of this body was Ma Yuze. And what he sees now...is what happened when Ma Yuze got married.

Xi Po, who was full of flesh, came over with great strength. She pressed Chi Yiyin's head and bent down, making him bow to Master Ma and Aunt Ma.

I wanted to break free but couldn't. I couldn't cry or shout, and despair and helplessness filled my heart.

The moment she bent down, Chi Yiyin looked at the exquisite embroidered shoes under the wedding dress, and felt as if she was submerged in a deep sea, falling continuously and unable to escape, almost suffocating despair.

It seems that at this moment he is Ma Yuze, who is forced by his parents and elders to marry someone who doesn't want to marry. He wants to escape but can't break free from the shackles and shackles. His screams are all sealed in his throat.

I can't break free, I can't speak, I can only watch all these tragedies happen.

But when the picture changed, the red wedding dress and embroidered shoes in front of her disappeared, and the rich mansion with bright candles disappeared, replaced by a desolate and dilapidated mansion.

And Chi Yiyin also regained control over his body.

However, it was not Ma Yuze's body in the wedding gown, but his own original body.

He froze for a moment, and immediately looked down at himself, still wearing the familiar three-piece suit. No, no, the footless bird brooch disappeared... It wasn't him, it was a dream, or something the ghost wanted him to see.

The biggest change is the overgrown land under the feet.

Yellow and black dead bones were scattered among the weeds, furniture and items were dumped in the yard and hall, red candles were overturned, silk and satin were rotten, and exquisite food rolled down to the ground and rotted into a puddle of stinky water.

It was still a mansion of Huizhou style, but the lively scene just now was gone, but Chi Yiyin's memory was immediately aroused.

He remembered that this was the haunted house he was investigating by taking advantage of the night, but now, he was walking along the route in his memory, doing what he had done before.

It was as if he was Ma Yuze just now, and in the blink of an eye he became his past self again.

Horror and ghost novelists often need more intense stimulation than other writers. The deeper the fear of the soul, the closer to the danger of death, the more powerful the creativity will be.

In it, there are also more intense and intense emotions, which magnify all human emotions, so that Chi Yiyin can observe the formation of personality and further explore the power he has awakened.

For this reason, Chi Yiyin has conducted in-depth investigations into many famous and evil places.

It is a pity that most of them are just fabricated rumors, and there are no ghosts and ghosts.

But this is not the case in the old house of the Ma family.

When Chi Yiyin first walked into this famous haunted house, he could clearly feel the temperature drop, and his brain instinctively issued a danger warning.

Weeds and vines are intertwined in the deserted house, hiding in the darkness like a ghostly figure, silently watching the visitor step by step into the dangerous place of death.

Chi Yiyin saw a familiar mirror.

The mirror had been smashed, and the surface of the mirror was covered with criss-crossing cracks, which were divided into hundreds of pieces. After repeated reflections, the light and shadow became strange and permeating, and the old cloth blown on the beams of the house seemed to be floating like ghosts.

But his last memory before entering the game field stayed here.

He only remembered that he saw the female ghost's cold gaze in the mirror, and when he recalled it, his headache was splitting. There was a force preventing him from knowing what happened next.

And now, Chi Yiyin also discovered that this mirror is the side facing the door in the dungeon's boudoir.

It was there that he had an intersection with the female ghost.

Reality and copy, do they overlap?

Chi Yiyin frowned, and immediately, in the entire broken mirror, thousands of "hes" also frowned at him, but they were as fierce as evil ghosts.

But one of the fragments was not Chi Yiyin's appearance, but a touch of red.

He immediately looked at the broken mirror.

"Wait, Ma Yuze!"

But this time, Chi Yiyin made a decision different from what he remembered. He called out the female ghost's real name and wanted to keep her.

That touch of red actually really stopped there.

Chi Yiyin breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the mirror with a sincere look: "When I guessed the truth about you wrong, you wanted to kill me. I really don't know many things, but Miss Ma, I want to help you."

"Tell me the truth that I don't know, and tell me your unwillingness and anger."

Chi Yiyin paused, and said softly: "I want to take you out of here. The Ma family is a prison for you. You have killed so many enemies, so there is no need to stay here any longer. The ground is a prison."

The appearance of the female ghost gradually appeared in the mirror.

This is also the first time Chi Yiyin has seen Ma Yuze clearly.

In the mansion, the female ghost does not want him to see her face, but in the false dream, the rules are invalid.

The female ghost's pretty face was pale and bloodless, there was no jewel in her hair, and she was not wearing a gorgeous wedding dress. The black hair was winding on the red dress, and it continued to spread to the distance under her feet, covering the entire ground, with no end in sight.

She stared at Chi Yiyin coldly, not hiding her murderous intent at all.

But Chi Yiyin didn't show a trace of fear, but looked at her with a smile and waited patiently.

After a long time, the female ghost finally let go.

She looked at Chi Yiyin with complicated eyes, and instead of answering his question, she asked instead: "Why don't you fulfill your father's wish?"

Because fulfilling your father's wish is not fair to you!

Chi Yiyin was just about to answer the female ghost, but the red color spread rapidly in his field of vision, covering the entire deserted old house like blood.

Before he could react, after feeling dizzy, he realized that he was no longer in the haunted house.

Instead, they returned to the wedding hall where they got married. He put back on the body of the bride, and bid farewell to Master Ma and Aunt Ma amidst the cheers and laughter of the guests.

Xi Po forced the new bride to salute, and instead of the maid, she lifted Chi Yiyin and turned to go out.

The wedding sedan chair had already stopped at the gate of the mansion, and when someone was shouting and singing, the curtain of the wedding sedan chair was lifted.

"A beautiful lady of gold and silver please!"

"Second, please God of Joy to unite forever!"

"Three invitations to the white horse, the high hall and the longevity, the family is long and the children and grandchildren are prosperous—"

"The auspicious time has come, the bride, please get on the sedan chair!"

The bearers and guests present repeated the libretto one after another, echoing the sound of the suona, almost piercing the night sky.

…and many more! night? !

Chi Yiyin was taken aback for a moment, and then realized where his initial sense of disobedience came from.

Gushu Town is on the outskirts of Shanghai, and the custom in this area is not to get married at night! It was the bride who was going out now, but he saw that the Western clock in the lobby was pointing to 11 o'clock.

child time! Ghost hour.

How can anyone marry a bride in the time of the Son?

But before Chi Yiyin could figure it out, Xi Po forced her into the wedding sedan chair.

Xipo's hands are very strong, she doesn't look like the old woman used by ordinary wealthy families when they get married, but more like a long-term laborer.

With Chi Yiyin's uncontrollable bride's body now, she couldn't resist at all, she could only watch the car behind the curtain approaching him a little bit, the dim blood red seemed like a ghost opening its **** mouth, will swallow him up.

But just when Chi Yiyin saw what was inside the sedan chair, he was stunned.

...In the sedan chair, the newlyweds were clearly sitting.

The woman in the wedding dress sat quietly, as if she had completely lost consciousness of her surroundings. The bustle and bustle of her wedding had nothing to do with her.

She sat quietly in a sea of ​​blood red, her red hijab drooped, and when the wind blew past, her lips were as red as drinking blood.

This is the wedding dress woman he had seen in Ma's mansion before.

Or another way of addressing... Miss Ma, Ma Yuze.

But it didn't look like the female ghost he had just seen in the haunted house.

The moment Chi Yiyin recognized the woman's identity, the statue-like silent woman in wedding dress finally slowly raised her head and looked at him through the red hijab.

She raised her hands crossed in front of her abdomen in an instant, pointing directly at Chi Yiyin, and her red sleeves fluttered in the air, as if she was fanning a butterfly.

Before Chi Yiyin could react, he felt that he was retreating rapidly. All the scenery around him were mixed with large patches of red, all of which were abstracted into fast-moving lines. Eardrums pierced the night sky.

The feeling of weightlessness came, and Chi Yiyin's consciousness was drifting toward the sea. Even if he wanted to stay and find out, and ask the woman in wedding dress, he could only catch the wind when he stretched out his hand.

"!"

Chi Yiyin opened his eyes suddenly, his heart beating wildly.

He looked around quickly, and found himself in dead darkness, and the vague outlines of rooms and furniture made him realize that he was back in the boudoir.

The words he wanted to ask the bride in wedding dress were still stuck in his throat, but everything had disappeared into nothingness before his eyes.

wake up.

A soft piano sound came intermittently from a distance, like a Western music box that was once popular. The beautiful music is also set off to be eerie and frightening in such a nightmarish night.

Chi Yiyin's heartbeat gradually returned to calm, maybe it was the sound of music that woke him up, or maybe the female ghost was driving him away...

He hooked his fingers subconsciously, but found something in his palm.

He looked down suspiciously, and his pupils constricted instantly.

What he held in his hand... turned out to be the paper ingots used when going to the grave.