Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 33 Blood Red Wedding Dress
Dressed neatly, she stared coldly at herself in the bronze mirror. No matter how much rouge she applied, her face was always as pale as paper. weird.

Sighing, she pulled off the hijab placed on the cabinet and covered herself, her sight was suddenly blocked by red, and she could only see the heels.

Sitting there quietly, waiting for Witch Wang to arrive.

When the red candle was halfway through and the small courtyard was opened, Leng Ran heard a few footsteps. Judging from the footsteps, several people should have come in carrying something.

"Put the main room, put the main room, be careful, don't bump into it."

Goddess Wang's voice sounded, and finally something was put in the main room, and as the footsteps went away, Leng Ran concluded that those people had left.

The heart suddenly mentioned that the next moment, it was time for her to have a yin kiss.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and then Sister Wang's laughter sounded.

"Girl Leng, the time has come. I will take you to the main room and worship the heavens and the earth with your husband."

As she said that, she threw a piece of red silk to Leng Ran. Looking at the red silk in her hand, Leng Ran felt that it was extremely hot.

In the main room, Leng Ran's sight was covered by a red veil, and he could only see things under his feet. The dim main room was illuminated by an oil lamp. From a distance, Leng Ran saw a coffin in the middle of the main room. It was pitch black and lit. It was too dark for her to see clearly.

I thought to myself, this should be the coffin of the lonely grave in Liushan...

Following the gap in the hijab, Leng Ran looked over. There were two grand master chairs placed in front of the coffin, separated by a sandalwood table in the middle. There were some tributes on them, and a white candle and a red candle were lit.

And this is not the weirdest thing, the weirdest thing is that there are two people sitting on the two grand master chairs...

To be precise, there are two paper figurines, a man and a woman, one wearing a wedding gown and the other wearing a wedding gown.

At first glance, they were a pair of newlyweds who were about to pay homage to marriage.

When Leng Ran looked at the woman's paper figurine's face, she couldn't help but gasp. The woman's appearance was five points similar to her own. Moreover, on the white strip stuck to her chest, it read... ...The word Leng Ran.

Look at the paper figurine of the man again, with his snow-white face, narrow eyes, and blood-red wedding gown, but the white note clearly says, Luo Wenlin.

Luo Wenlin?
Leng Ran frowned, why is this name somewhat familiar...

Looking at the paper figurine again, Leng Ran somehow felt that this face resembled a person.

who is it?

Leng Ran pondered for a while, but still couldn't remember.

Shaking his head, the male corpse in the solitary tomb has long since changed beyond recognition. This paper man should be made by Goddess Wang at random.

Thinking like this, Leng Ran didn't think too much, and walked slowly to the middle of the main room.

Goddess Wang walked over slowly, tied up a flower on the red silk, and then replaced the other end with a white silk, which was pulled on the other side.

Feeling the tension of the silk and satin, Leng Ran only felt that her feet were a little weak. She could feel that there was a person standing on the other end of the white silk. Her vision was too dark for her to see clearly, but she could clearly feel his The presence……

Is that a ghost?

He really came?
He promised to marry him?
A series of questions flashed through Leng Ran's mind, the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she thought about it, the colder her vest became.

There was a sizzle.

Then, as soon as the fire was lit in front of his eyes, Leng Ran could smell a sour smell.

(End of this chapter)