Eternal gate

"Mother-in-law, my condolences."

Qing Yao whispered, not caring about whether she was dead or not, watching the old woman pay homage to the child, crying with tears, it was really pitiful. The child had been dead for so long, how did this mother come here.

"I really like this sentence of mother-in-law."

The old woman finally wiped away her tears, and when she looked at Qingyao again, she became gloomy again.

It was originally an honorific, but in the ears of the old woman, it was the daughter-in-law calling her mother-in-law.

Qingyao felt cold all over again because of the way the old woman looked at her. It was really strange. It was obviously very gloomy, but there was hidden doting. It was obviously doting, but it made people's hearts tremble.

"It's getting late, let's get started!"

The hunchbacked old woman gave a faint smile and formed a seal with one hand.

Suddenly, a stone door opened between the two tombs, leading directly to the underground. Going all the way down, there is an underground palace. From a distance, you can see two stone coffins, one on the left and one on the right. The person lying in the coffin should be that of the old woman. My child, from the outside, there are two tombs, but from below, the tombs are connected.

"Come, girl, my mother-in-law will dress up with you."

The old woman put down Qingyao, placed her in front of the dressing table, took a worn-out comb, and gently combed Qingyao's hair. No matter where you looked, she was an amiable old man, preparing for her wedding. The daughter is dressing up, the bride! The wedding day should be the most beautiful.

The so-called doting hidden in the darkness is that a mother-in-law treats her daughter-in-law as if she were her own daughter.

Qingyao couldn't move. After looking at herself in the glasses, her eyes began to move up, down, left and right.

marriage?

Are you going to get married in a grave?

At this point, this silly girl still doesn’t know where to follow her? Did you think you were getting married to Zhao Yun?

"My mother-in-law made this herself, but she still likes it."

The old woman smiled and put on a bright red wedding dress for Qingyao.

"I...like it."

Qing Yaoyu opened her mouth slightly, feeling more and more weird, this scene was very weird.

When she looked at herself in the mirror again, she was in a daze, with a silly smile.

For a woman, a wedding dress is like a dream that is both real and illusory. Wearing this dream, no matter where you are, whether it is a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, hell or heaven, it will be the most beautiful one.

She didn't understand, but Zhao Yun knew it.

This is a dead end, not to mention that the Moon God is in seclusion, even if he is awake, there is nothing he can do.

"Little one, it's your turn."

The old woman came over with a smile, holding a groom's coat in her hand.

She doted on Qing Yao as much as she did on Zhao Yun. Qing Yao was her daughter-in-law, and Zhao Yun was his son-in-law and half son. She didn't need to do much, just go down and accompany her daughter.

Zhao Yun was also tidied up, his disheveled hair was combed smoothly, and all the stubble on his lips was shaved off. Even though it was a dark marriage, he was also a groom, so he couldn't be so sloppy.

This is the second time he wears the groom's clothes.

Naturally, the old woman didn't know. If she had known, she would have struck Zhao Yun with one palm.

In the old woman's opinion, even if her daughter has been buried for many years, she cannot be a concubine.

"My daughter's name is Miaoyu. She is a very beautiful girl."

The old woman smiled, as if talking to herself, or to Zhao Yun. In these few moments, there was no trace of gloominess in her eyes or expression, and she was wandering alone in the memory of the past.

Zhao Yun was silent, unable to tell whether it was hatred or pity.

This late mother, in the longing and grief, is quite possessed by demons. She may have done many evil things, or she may have suffered many evils. She is a hateful person, but also a pitiable person.

"No, it's a ghost marriage."

Qingyao finally reacted after saying something.

No one gets married in a grave. This is obviously a wedding between the living and the dead.

She had misunderstood the old woman's words.

It is true that she is the bride, and it is true that Zhao Yun is the groom. They are married to each other, but they are not a couple. Their destination will be a coffin, and their groom and bride are already in the coffin.

"What, you don't want to?"

The doting look on the old woman's face suddenly turned ferocious.

Qingyao didn't answer, only a ghost would be willing, how could you be like this?

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

The old woman lost her ferocity and became doting again. With a flick of her hand, she pushed open a coffin.

In the coffin, her son was buried. Perhaps he had been too old and had become a pile of withered bones.

"Senior, you can't do this."

Qingyao said, the honorific is no longer mother-in-law, but senior.

It doesn't matter if I say mother-in-law, I really want to marry her to someone who has been buried for a long time.

The ghost marriage, the first time as a bride, turned out to be such a plot.

Qingyao is already in a mess. If the groom is Zhao Yun, even if they get married in the grave...she is willing.

It's a pity that Zhao Yun's bride is not her.

"Be good, don't be afraid, and live a good life when you get down there."

The old woman was so stunned that she gently placed Qingyao in the coffin. Before closing the coffin, she gently stroked Qingyao's cheek. She was stroking her daughter-in-law as a mother-in-law.

Don't tell me, this little girl is becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, and she is worthy of her son.

If Qing Yao is released, it will be Zhao Yun.

Different from the first coffin, this second coffin does not contain a pile of dead bones. The body of the old woman's daughter is extremely well preserved, like a frozen beauty, lifelike. Looking at the corners of her eyes, it seems that it has not been dried. tears, there are still traces of tears on my eyebrows.

"I didn't lie to you! Isn't it beautiful?"

The old woman smiled and said to Zhao Yun that her daughter's expression was full of maternal tenderness.

Indeed, her daughter is beautiful.

At least, in terms of beauty, she is by no means inferior to Qingyao.

Putting Zhao Yun there, sleeping in the same bed in the coffin, the two of them seemed to be a perfect match.

"Treat my daughter well."

The old woman smiled and gently pushed the coffin lid shut.

"Mother-in-law, you can't do this."

Compared to Zhao Yun's silence, the coffin next to him was very restless.

Qingyao hasn't stopped talking since she was placed in the coffin, but she never thought about getting married like this.

"Open it, open it for me."

Zhao Yun was silent on the surface, but he was roaring in his heart, a roar from his soul.

The great revenge has not been avenged, the mother has not been found, and the wife has not yet awakened. He cannot die here. Even if it is a dead end, he will not sit still and wait for death. He will try his best to attack the immobilizing spell. As long as he can move, he will survive. possible.

The old woman was already sitting on the altar, reciting incantations with one hand and throwing paper money with the other.

This old man, who was well versed in the heretical world, threw paper money and recited incantations. In front of the two coffins, red candles were lit, and wisps of bright red silk were fluttering in the wind, for his son, daughter-in-law, and daughter-in-law. A rather dreamy bridal chamber was created.

Zhao Yun clearly felt that his essence was passing away.

This may be a process of ghost marriage, in which one will... gradually die.

"Dad, I want to go home."

Qingyao cried, not knowing whether she was scared or aggrieved.

boom!

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a roar from the outside world.

From the sound of the sound, it seemed that the tombstone of the grave had been knocked down by someone's palm.

"Ghost woman, make it easy for me to find you."

A sinister laugh filled the dark night.

But this sinister laughter fell into the ears of Qingyao and Zhao Yun, but it was like a life-saving straw.

Someone is here to cause trouble, whether it's good or bad, for them, it's a savior.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

"Rashomon."

The old woman suddenly gritted her teeth, her cloudy eyes revealed murderous intent.

The reason why her daughter and son are lying here is thanks to Rashomon.

There is also no body left of her husband. Everything is a blood feud.

"eye for eye."

The old woman stepped off the altar, her whole body blooming with brilliance.

She no longer looked so old. She should have used the forbidden technique to sublimate her body to the fullest and regained her youthful form. The momentum of Ksitigarbha's peak reached its peak in an instant, and she swept out of the underground palace with overwhelming evil energy.

Zhao Yun has clairvoyance and can see clearly.

The old woman's forbidden technique of rejuvenating old age was extremely overbearing, sacrificing all her longevity.

In other words, no matter whether the old woman wins or loses, she is destined to die.