My Years as a Ghost Marriage Witness

"It seems that Qi Yang does have some understanding of the Taoism, and is also a Spirit Master."

"I think so too." Xiahou Ai nodded her head in agreement, "But since it's like this, then my side of the trail will be cut off." Saying so, she sighed helplessly.

I looked at the book. "Maybe not."

"Eh? Did you find anything? " Xiahou Ai immediately became spirited.

"Ten years ago, mirror spirit appeared. Just like this one, it is the path to the Parallel World, which means, the two might be the same, and look at this, the thing written in this book is also a mirror, it is a mirror that suddenly appeared in the dorm. If we can figure out where that mirror came from, and then where it went, wouldn't it make sense that we can figure out who the culprit is?"

Xiahou Ai's left hand formed a fist and her right hand struck out, "That's right, why didn't I think of that?"

Because you're stupid. "Investigate this yourself. If I can help you, I can only help you think of a way to resolve this. I still have my own matters."

"Oh, oh." Xiahou Ai did not linger any further, probably because she felt that my own matters were too troublesome, and did not continue lagging any further, she turned and left the antique shop.

I still had the two books by my side. The two books made me unable to let go of them for a long time. The story in them reminded me, word for word, that it was not a dream. What was that man trying to do? What good would it do him?

"Boss." The Mystical Zero walked over and took away the cold tea by my side.

I kneaded my temples with a headache, extended my hand and casually handed two books to him. "Mystical Zero, help me burn these two books."

"Alright." Mystical Zero took the two books, looked at the cover, and also frowned.

Qi Yang, what exactly do you want to do? What was his purpose?

The bustle at the beginning of October quickly passed, and the Antique Street returned to her normal calm state. However, her ordinary life could never last long in this place, as the rain continued to fall outside her window.

The Sammy in the street brought the little kitten that was stealing flowers back. The little guy's black beak was covered in green water droplets, and the rain-soaked fur was stuck together. It looked very dispirited. was carried away by the Sammy. I received the little black cat, a little ashamed. I apologised, Sammy's flowers had been completely ruined by my family. I reckon that when Sammy sees this bunch in my shop in the future, she will have to hide.

"I'm sorry, Sammy," I said, smiling awkwardly.

Sammy sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I got some catnip in front of my door. This time it's completely ruined."

"…" "You really can't blame Blacky. Who told your family to plant anything but catnip?" Sammy, be more careful in the future. Don't grow everything, it will affect your neighbors. "

"…" Sammy glared at me. It was all my fault in the end, right?

After sending away the Sammy, he reached out to hug Blacky and gave it a hot bath. There were many times when he wanted to run away, but I insisted on staying in the bathtub. It seemed that a cat's fear of water was a common rule that wouldn't change even if it turned into a demon. The little guy closed its eyes and lay on the soft cushion in enjoyment. Enjoy the warm wind.

Today's rain seemed to be especially heavy. He carried the little black cat to the balcony. The fluffy fur that had just been blown off was filled with a warm feeling. Holding it in his arms as a warm hand treasure was also not bad.

In the rain, came the faint music, as clear and melodious as that night, tell me, it is him.

He stretched his hand out, and the rain fell onto his palm. A cold sensation spread from his palm to his mind. His fingertip was somewhat white as it was stained with the cold rain. The wind carried with it the faint fragrance of flowers and the melodious tune that drifted to every corner of his body.

That day, it was raining heavily. Everyone could hear the beautiful zither music brought about by the heavy rain.

"It's been a long time since I've heard this song." When the Mystical Zero brought the brewed hot tea over, it seemed to recall something as it mumbled to itself.

"Oh, from what you're saying, you've heard it before?" I asked softly, leaning against the basket with half-closed eyes.

"Yes, it was played by an old friend a long time ago." The Mystical Zero answered, smiling as he carried a cup of tea to me. "Boss, you know it too."

I knew he was testing me, just taking the hot tea. "I don't know." He paused and then continued, "It's just that this song is so elegant and pleasant to listen to, it doesn't seem to be played by any ordinary musical instrument."

He heard a sneer in his ear, "I didn't expect boss to be so knowledgeable about musical instruments. That's right, this is indeed not an ordinary musical instrument. This musical instrument is called Pu xi. "

"Oh," I only faintly replied.

"Boss, you don't seem to be wondering what kind of instrument this is." The Mystical Zero asked with a trace of doubt.

"There are tens of thousands of musical instruments in the world. This is something I have never understood before. I know the name and know that this musical instrument can play such wonderful music. What else do I know?" I answered easily.

"Yeah, it's not like we can sell it for money, right?" The Mystical Zero smiled. And then, the smile on his face sank. "Unfortunately, this unpolished stream is the only one in the world."

I didn't say anything more. It didn't matter to me what it was, whether there was another one or not. If it was him, I thought, it wouldn't be like the last time. After all, he was really gentle. It was as soft as water.

"It's autumn and the rain is cold. If it is stored in your body, you will get sick." Mystical Zero walked to my side and was the first to pick up Blacky, who was sleeping in my embrace.

"I know," I said, still lounging in the basket. "But I'm lazy."

The Mystical Zero laughed helplessly. Just as he wanted to reach out and pick me up, a figure grabbed him and picked me up, "Let me do it."

After being inexplicably hugged, I was still in a daze. When I clearly saw that person's face, I suddenly felt like laughing. This fellow is too narrow-minded.

The cold air of the autumn rain had already accumulated. The Mystical Zero's words were not empty words, but the one who was sick was not me, but the exclusive mascot of the shop.

"Wa, wow wuu wuu wuu."

"Wuu, wuu ~ ~" Looking at his sister crying and his brother also crying along with the two little ones, I felt a little headache. Let the two of you wave around and you two bears, alright? Something must have happened.

"Mom. Mommy, I'm not feeling well. Mommy, hug. " Xiao You stretched out his little claws for a hug.

I helplessly reached out and hugged Xiao You, "Okay okay okay, good girl, don't cry ~ Don't cry." As he coaxed her, he tested the temperature of the one in his arms, and then tested the other. Hmm, his brother was fine, but his sister's fever was not light.