Superman's Journey

Chapter 244

Lincoln didn't know how autistic Han Zhenghua was now, but anyway, he was very happy watching the show.

The so-called principle of conservation of pain and pleasure means that pain and happiness are conserved in a closed system. The more pain Han Zhenghua suffers, the more happiness Lincoln has.

Lincoln is not a person who inflicts pain, but he can reap happiness from Han Zhenghua. Is there anything better than this?
"Hey, do you want to stay in self-isolation here forever? If you continue to self-isolate, you will not be as simple as a social death. I suspect that you may become a real death."

Lincoln's words made Han Zhenghua raise his head suddenly: "What's wrong? What happened again?"

"It's nothing, and it's not a big deal." Lincoln gestured with his hand: "It's just that the red lantern has now turned into a white lantern. In addition, there is also a founding character."

Lay?
Han Zhenghua's thoughts froze for a moment. Didn't that thing only appear at the funeral of the dead?How did it show up at the wedding?
As if he had read through Han Zhenghua's thoughts, Lincoln listened closely: "Is there a possibility that this funeral was prepared for that female ghost who died on the marriage bed not long ago?"

Hearing this, Han Zhenghua became even more uneasy: "Tell me, wouldn't it be a little too arrogant for me, the one who killed her, to attend this funeral?"

"It's okay, I'm here, you are so arrogant, I'll show you something more arrogant!"

Something more arrogant?Is there anything more arrogant than killing someone and then running to someone's house to attend the funeral?

Han Zhenghua didn't quite know what Lincoln wanted to do, but he knew that if he wanted to live safely in this ghost place and become the first human being to return from the forbidden place alive, he had better follow Lincoln closely.

Following closely behind Lincoln, he walked across the yard again and walked towards the mourning hall, which can be seen everywhere in white.

That is, the moment they walked by, the courtyard door disappeared, and the face of the trembling ghost servant hiding in the dark finally showed a trace of surprise: "They left? They left!"

As a fierce ghost, it is undoubtedly shameful to be scared like this, but looking at the rabbit that has been gnawed to the bone, it is true that even if it becomes a ghost, it still wants to live.

It's also fortunate that the world's knowledgeable families have come up with the idea that people die as ghosts, and ghosts die as scum, otherwise these guys might not be afraid of becoming what they are now.

Freed from the pressure brought by Lincoln, the little ghost lurking everywhere became as happy as a bus passenger.

But they were not happy for too long. Soon, they watched the rabbits walking around in the yard and fell silent. It was true that Lincoln had left, but the problem was that the rabbits he stayed behind did not leave.

If they don't find a way to get rid of these rabbits, they still won't be able to enter the yard, and if they can't enter the yard, they won't be able to get orders from the young lady. In this way, they will be disrespecting orders, and they will still die when the time comes.

Looking at the cute little rabbit, they fell into a wordless silence.

"The mourning hall in the front yard and the wedding room in the back yard, this ghostly ghost is quite good at playing!"

One gate, two worlds, looking around at the funeral arrangement, Lincoln looked surprised, and looked at Han Zhenghua: "Are all ancient people good at playing like this? Or is it only people who are Huaiguo?"

Han Zhenghua pondered for a moment: "As far as I know, the customs of other dynasties are quite normal, only the records of Huaiguo are absurd."

"It seems that this patriotic person is very good at playing." As Lincoln was talking, he suddenly saw a ghost servant walking over with a tray in his hands not far away: "Look, that guy has a tray in his hand. What do you mean by a tray? Want a portion?"

"It should be?" Han Zhenghua was also a little uncertain: "Huaiguo's customs are very messy, even I don't know much about it."

"It's easy to be a member." Lincoln pondered for a moment, looked at Han Zhenghua for a moment, reached out and took out a string of jewelry from his pocket: "Isn't this the member?"

Looking at the operation that looked familiar, Han Zhenghua's eyes showed a trace of confusion: "Is that on me? I don't remember that I have ever worn this jewelry on my body, and why does it look familiar?"

Lincoln murmured: "Is there a possibility that this was slipped off from her body when you entered the bridal chamber with that ghost bride?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Han Zhenghua's expression turned serious: "I never steal from others!"

"But you were not playing yourself at that time. If you don't steal, the person you play will steal."

Lincoln's words made Han Zhenghua silent, and then he realized an important thing: "That thing belongs to that bride?"

"Yeah." Lincoln nodded, reached out and took the fruit placed in front of the spiritual table and started to chew.

Han Zhenghua's lips twitched twice: "Is this funeral for that ghost bride?"

"That's right." Lincoln nodded as a matter of course, and pointed to the mourning hall: "Look at the coffin over there, and there is a 'photo' on it? If you are not sure, I can help you pry the lid of the coffin Open it and have a look."

Rushing into someone's funeral and prying off the lid of their coffin to take a look?What kind of barbaric act is this?

Han Zhenghua's emotions were a little inconsistent for a moment, he waved his hand to signal Lincoln not to interrupt, and continued: "At someone else's funeral, the guy who killed someone came here to give away the stolen jewelry as a part of it, Is this really okay? I feel like I'm going to die."

"What's wrong with that?" Lincoln threw away the core and pointed, "Look, they're all paying attention to us now."

Facing the gazes of the evil spirits, Han Zhenghua's hairs stood on end: How about we run away! ! !

"What are you afraid of? I'm here to make sure you turn the corner!" Lincoln's chest thumped loudly. Thinking of all the inconceivable things Lincoln showed before, Han Zhenghua felt a little relieved.

But the specter's gaze still made him feel a little guilty, and he lowered his head until the sound of thumping made him look up involuntarily.

At this moment, he was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." While talking, Lincoln chopped up the word 'Dian' and hung the word 'Happy' on it: "I thought of a good way to make them not hate you!"

"What way?" Han Zhenghua regretted asking the next sentence.

"What do you think of ghost marriage?"

Han Zhenghua's eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word: Are you serious? !

creak-

The white cloth was torn off, and replaced by a red cloth that Lincoln got from nowhere.

Like a professional wedding company, Lincoln transformed the mourning hall, which was originally full of funeral atmosphere, into a wedding scene full of weird atmosphere at an incredible speed.

Excluding those ghosts in plain white clothes with weeping faces, the red atmosphere of the whole scene is quite strong.

Before Han Zhenghua came back to his senses, Lincoln pried open the coffin lid of the ghost bride with one hand, and smiled at the ghost bride who had just completed the transition and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your funeral. , In order to make up for it, I sent you a groom, he is not as handsome as me, but you are dead, so there is no problem in making ends meet."

Ghost Bride: "Damn it!"

boom!
Before the screams could be fully heard, Lincoln threw Han Zhenghua in, nailed the coffin to death with vibrating gold nails, stepped on the coffin lid and looked at the remaining ghosts: "Today's funeral has become a wedding, as I said , Whoever agrees, whoever opposes!"

Not to mention that Han Zhenghua, who is a human being with limited imagination, did not think of this scene, even the Ghost Bride and the ghosts in the mourning hall who were no longer bound by their brains and had unlimited imagination did not think of it.

Looking at Lincoln standing on the coffin board, all the ghosts were stunned for a moment, and then the weeping expression on their faces quickly changed into a ferocious one containing malice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, they had to follow the rules of the mourning hall a little bit, but now, with Lincoln's troubles, the mourning hall has become a marriage hall, and all the rules have become invalid!

Killing the human being in front of him, torturing his flesh to death, and shattering his soul, these are the only thoughts in the minds of these ghosts.

One after another screaming sounds resounded in the courtyard in an instant, the thick cloudy air covered the sky, and the hunting wind sounded, and one after another fierce ghosts showing hideous faces rushed towards Lincoln.

The lingering yin and malice were so strong that even through a thick coffin board, Han Zhenghua felt cold all over his body and could not move.

Of course, the majestic Yin Qi outside is only a small factor. The bigger and even critical factor is that he is lying face to face on a ghost bride who exudes a cold aura and looks like ice. .

Looking at the eyes that did not seem to be possessed by the dead, Han Zhenghua was silent for a moment, rolled his throat with difficulty, and said dryly: "I said, I was also forced, do you believe it?"

The ghost bride didn't directly kill him, but instead pressed that icy hand on Han Zhenghua's heart with great interest, and poured the yin energy into it, with a hint of malice on her face as she moved her lips and teeth slightly: "You said What, Lang! Jun!"

Hearing this, Han Zhenghua's pupils shrank: Damn it!The guy outside is playing crazy, you don't want to take it seriously, do you? !
"That's it, that's it?"

Stepping on the coffin lid, Lincoln felt the countless evil spirits massage his body crazily, his face was full of disdain: "Wow, you guys look so scary, I'm so scared!"

As he spoke, he patted his chest, then grabbed a ghost from the cloud, tore it twice, and threw it into his mouth.

"Ah! Help me~save me~"

A shrill scream came from Lincoln's mouth, but there was a hint of aftertaste on Lincoln's face: "Well, the taste is very unique, a bit like mint-flavored cotton candy, it feels good!"

Lincoln expressed his appreciation of ghosts, and the movements of the hands of the ghosts who were besieging him with red eyes gradually slowed down.

Their eyes were fixed on Lincoln's mouth, watching the mournful wailing inside become smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

"Hey!" Hiccupped and exhaled, Lincoln then looked at the ghosts: "Continue, why don't you continue? Are you tired? Then replace me!"

While speaking, Lincoln grinned his white teeth, reached out and took down the tribute from the altar, and then grabbed a few ghosts with force, stuffed them into the tribute and ate them.

Under the fearful eyes of the evil ghost, Lincoln stuffed the tributes one by one into his stomach while strolling in the courtyard. No matter how powerful the ghosts were, they were just food with a unique taste in front of him.

One cloud after another was snuffed out in Lincoln's hands, and the ghost, which was almost human-shaped in the eyes of ordinary people, felt fear for the first time.

Trembling, they bent their backs and begged Lincoln for mercy: "Please, Lord Ghost King, please forgive me, Lord Ghost King, please forgive me!"

"Ghost King?" Lincoln frowned, and he felt as if he knew something: "How do you know that I am the Ghost King?"

"Ah this."

Facing Lincoln's inquiry, the expressions on the faces of all the ghosts froze suddenly.

How do they know?Of course they don't know!They have never seen the ghost king until now, they just saw Lincoln's power, so they put the name on Lincoln.

According to the common sense of the world, shouldn't Lincoln directly accept it?Why do you still have to ask them back? !
Li Gui, who was stared at by Lincoln, was trembling and unable to say a word, and then Lincoln stood up and said loudly: "Okay, so you are lying to me, come here, light the sky lantern!"

Lighting sky lanterns is an extremely cruel punishment in human society, but it is even more cruel when it comes to evil spirits, because people will die if they receive too much damage, but evil spirits can kill as long as their yin energy persists. Live for a long time, but lighting up sky lanterns consumes very little yin energy.

The evil spirit Lincoln was staring at widened his eyes, and with a whoosh, he was about to turn into a cloud of dark energy and flee, but the other evil spirits could not make him do so, they immediately pulled him off, and then skillfully touched his head. turned on a lamp.

Suddenly, a mournful howling sounded in the room, adding to the strange and evil atmosphere.

Lincoln looked at the evil spirit hanging on the beam for a moment, and frowned: "This is not symmetrical!"

Hearing this, the ghosts felt fear again. After a while, the second ghost was hung on the beam. The little ghosts adjusted their position deliberately, and then looked at Lincoln flatteringly: "My lord, hang up the beam!" All right."

"Not bad." Lincoln looked at the two lights above and nodded, "Since there are lights, let's continue the wedding."

After Lincoln finished speaking, those ghosts showed hesitation, and came over after a while: "We can't continue hosting, the bride's father has been eaten by you."

Lincoln was silent for a moment: "What about her mother or others?"

"They all stood at the front, and they were all eaten by you."

"Does that mean the wedding cannot be held?"

All the ghosts nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, it can't be done."

Hearing this, Lincoln's face was sullen, and he grabbed a ghost and was about to stuff it into his mouth: "Then what's the use of you!"

Seeing that Lincoln wanted to eat ghosts even after he disagreed with him, all the ghosts felt that they were human beings at this moment, and hurriedly shouted: "My lord, don't say anything, my lord! There are other ways! There are other ways!"

"Are you bluffing me?"

"Without an adult, how dare we fool you, but that method is a little dangerous, and the bride and groom need to be subdued before proceeding."

Lincoln lifted the coffin board and glanced inside. He met Han Zhenghua's begging eyes and the ghost bride's murderous and threatening eyes, and then nodded: "Come on, let's do it according to your method."

(End of this chapter)