Horror Teahouse: I only sell dangerous things

Marrying a ghost, I naturally didn't obey, and when the two ghosts got closer, I immediately rang the kite bell on my wrist.

Jingle bell! The

crisp bell rang, but the iris bell, which had been tried and tested by the paper man before, was ineffective at the moment.

Not to mention immobilization, the movements of the two ghosts did not pause.

The

two ghosts had already walked in front of me, and as soon as I gritted my teeth, I took the pendant and stabbed it hard at one of the ghosts.

There was a sturdy touch from the pendant, and it pierced the red robe on the ghost's body, piercing into its shriveled zombie-like flesh.

However, it still didn't work.

The two feminine things I used for self-defense were useless at the same time.

The two ghosts grabbed my hand, and their strength was amazing, and I was like a chick caught by an eagle, and there was no room for resistance.

Forced by the two ghosts, I put on a brand new wedding robe, and then two more ghosts came, and together with the first two ghosts, carried me up.

The joy sounded again, the procession of sending off relatives moved, and I was carried by four ghosts with legs and hands, step by step towards the big red sedan chair.

I struggled desperately, but to no avail, I could only watch myself being lifted under the sedan chair.

It was the largest sedan chair I had ever seen, and from the outside, it was larger than a double bed.

The tone of joy gradually increased, and the tone of a hundred birds and phoenixes rose to a climax.

In the sound of the phoenix imitating the sound of suona, I was thrown hard by the four ghosts, knocked open the door of the sedan chair, and fell into the sedan chair.

The pain was very real, and I clutched my forehead and got up, and a slender figure came into view.

In the center of the sedan chair, there is a woman wearing an embroidered phoenix red robe and a red hijab.

Under the gaze of the yin and yang eyes, the woman was bubbling with almost boiling yin energy.

As I imagined, this is a ghost bride.

I wanted to escape from the sedan chair, but it was obviously a sedan door made of curtains, like an iron wall, no matter whether I pushed or hit, it didn't move.

Just as I was in a hurry, a nice female voice entered my ears, and the shout was gentle and like a warbler's cry.

"Xianggong, where are you going?"

I snorted, subconsciously turned my head, and the bride, who was originally sitting in the center of the sedan chair, came behind me at some point, walking silently.

The bride held my hand, and I felt like I was holding a piece of ice, and my cold bones were numb.

I struggled to pull my hand, but it was like it was caught in a vice, and I couldn't move.

The bride's forearms are exposed from the red robe, not shriveled and covered with corpse spots like the ghosts who greet relatives outside, her hands are white and pure, very good-looking, but no matter how beautiful her hands are, they can't hide the fact that she is a ghost.

"Xianggong, it's time to lift the hijab. "

The bride grabbed my hand and removed the red hijab from her head.

Under the hijab, there is a very beautiful face, with a pretty face and red lips, and the beauty is addictive.

The bride smiled shyly.

"Xianggong, it's time for the cave room.

As she spoke, she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing white and tender shoulders that were enough to make a man crazy.

The ghost bride looked shy.

"Xianggong, why are you still wearing clothes, do you want the slave family to help you untie your clothes?"

The bride grabbed my hand to prevent me from resisting, she grabbed my collar with her other hand, and then "stabbed" and directly tore the red robe on my body to pieces.

She held me under her and her cold hands slid across my chest.

"Xianggong, let the slave family serve you well. "

If it weren't a ghost, maybe I'd really be gone, but all I could do was fear at the moment!

I could see that the bride's blood-red nails grew longer and longer as her hands slid across my chest, and her pretty face began to shrivele and grow large corpse spots.

Even her voice changed from gentle to hoarse and sharp.

"Xianggong, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, come and be happy!".