Chapter 15: This is the first time I've seen this way of opening a cave

Of course, he could only think about running away from the wedding, but Shi Mei was still here and he couldn't go first.

It's just that this fucking emcee is so fucking dedicated

Mo Ran's face was blue and his nose was turned upside down. I think the wedding ceremony is not enough, how do you still fucking care if people have a bridal shower or not, besides, they are all fucking corpses, how can they have a bridal shower when their bodies are stiff?

As for Chu Wanning's face at the moment, he didn't dare to look at it, staring at the carpet and playing dumb. At this moment, he wanted to grab the master of ceremonies, who was hiding in a corner, and snarl at him, "Fuck you, you can do it, show me!

The golden girls flanked the two men and pushed them towards the back room.

There rested a coffin, painted in bright red, so large that it was twice the size of an ordinary coffin and actually looked identical to the one dug up outside earlier.

Chu Wanning takes a moment to ponder and understands.

Mo Ran also knew immediately what the Ghost Master meant, and immediately breathed a huge sigh of relief.

The dead, of course, could not be buried in the same coffin, which would have meant being enclosed in the same coffin and carried down to be buried together, completing the so-called 'death and burial together'.

At this point the golden girl also crisply confirmed their thoughts, "First invite your maiden into the bridal chamber."

Chu Wanning, with a flick of his broad sleeve, lay in with a cold face.

"Invite the bridegroom into the bridal chamber again."

Mo Ran blinked at the mouth of the coffin and saw that Chu Wanning had already taken up most of the space. The coffin was spacious, but it was a bit cramped for two big men to lie in, and when he did, he had to press against the hem of Chu Wanning's shirt, which earned him a furious glare.

The golden couple sang around the coffin again, the same eerie, yet vaguely sorrowful, meditative song from before.

"The water of the White Emperor, the waves are clear; the ghostly mandarin ducks are greeted with flowers.

The coffin is united, the same cave is lying; the intention before the body is clear after death.

From now on, we will be together in the Yellow Springs, and our lonely souls will never leave each other."

After the song, the children slowly pushed the coffin panels upwards, left and right, with a muffled boom, and the surroundings were suddenly dark.

Chu Wanning and Mo Ran are enclosed in a joint coffin.

The coffin was made of extremely thick material, so when he spoke in a low voice, he could not be heard outside.

"Sleep over a bit, you're pressing on my arm."

Mo Ran :""

It feels like there should be more to it than "crushing your arm".

Despite his grumbling, Mo Ran moved to the side.

"Go over a bit more, I can't stretch my legs."

Moved again.

"Don't go over there with your face in my face."

Mo Ran was aggrieved: "Master, my whole body is already attached to the coffin board, what more do you want?"

Chu Wanning finally grunted and stopped talking.

Mo Ran cowered in the corner for a while, but suddenly felt the coffin shake as the people outside lifted the coffin, shaking it, and began to move slowly in an unknown direction. Mo Ran's ears perked up as he listened to the commotion outside, thinking that Shi Mei was now trapped in a coffin with Chen Yao.

Chu Wanning's boundary was so powerful that no sound could be heard from inside, but from outside, the sound of firecrackers and suona drums could be heard through the coffin panels.

The coffin was so dark that the other man's face could not be seen, and only a voice could be heard: "As is the custom in Butterfly Town, the coffin should be carried to the earthen temple outside the town."

Mo Ran nodded, listened intently for a moment and said, "Master, the sound of footsteps outside seems to be increasing."

"All the coffins will be carried over there together when the hundred ghosts move at night. If I hadn't been wrong, by the time we get to the front of the earthen temple, that ghost master of ceremonies will show his original form. Draw merit from each of the medieval couples."

Mo Ran asks, "So many coffins, hundreds of them, walking around town, no one can find them"

"It couldn't be found." Chu Wanning says, "The ones carrying the coffin are the ghost golden boy and the ghost jade girl. The ghosts and monsters have things on them that ordinary people can't see."

Mo Ran asked again, "How do you know so much about this."

Chu Wanning replied, "Just now in the chamber, Tin Man interrogated a ghost golden boy."

Mo Ran :""

He was speechless for a long time, and then asked, "Then in the mountain, the red coffin dug out, lying Chen Gongzi is what happened Chen family and why there is a succession of dead people"

Chu Wanning: "I don't know."

Mo Ran was a bit surprised: "The ghost golden boy didn't tell you"

Chu Wanning: "The ghost golden boy said it wasn't sure."

Mo Ran again: ""

After a moment of silence, Chu Wanning said, "But I think that there is something that the family is not telling us."

"How?"

"You must remember that the thing enshrined in this earthen temple is evil, but in the end, it has attained an immortal body and needs to rely on human offerings to grow stronger by the day."

Mo Ran had never listened carefully to Chu Wanning's lectures in her previous life, so when she encountered something later in life, she always lacked the necessary common sense, so in this life it was better to seek advice with an open mind and ask, "What about the immortal body?"

"What were you doing last month when you were talking about the difference between immortals, ghosts, gods and demons"

Mo Ran thought to himself, "I am reborn, I don't remember what I was doing in one of my classes more than ten years ago, but I was either picking my feet under the table, watching the Nine Dragons and the Phoenix couch swim, or staring at Shi Mei, or staring at Chu Wanning's neck, secretly scheming how to cut off his head without realising it.

Chu Wanning said coldly, "Go back and be punished by copying the Book of Six Realms ten times."

"Hmm."

The price of truancy, tragically.

"The immortals are different from the gods, who act freely, while the immortals are all bound and meddle in mortal affairs because of human thoughts."

Mo Ran: "So the Chen family was begged to do the murder, and it did it."

Chu Wanning's voice was eerie in the darkness.

"I don't think that the people who go begging for it are necessarily the ones who are still alive."

Mo Ran opened his mouth and before he could ask any more questions, the golden girl carrying the coffin probably hit a steep slope and the coffin shook violently and slanted.

The unexpected shaking, combined with the smoothness of the coffin, left nowhere to grab. Mo Ran rolled over in one unsteady motion and crashed harshly into the Master's arms.

"Mmm."

Covering his nose, Mo Ran raised his head in confusion and was just trying to understand the situation when a faint scent of begonias came to his nose, a scent as light as an early morning mist and tinged with the coolness of the night, a fragrance that is often disorienting in the world, but this scent was clear and refreshing.

Mo Ran first froze and then stiffened.

This scent of tong blossom was all too familiar to him, it was the scent of Chu Wanning, and for Mo Ran it was always intertwined with desire.

All of a sudden, some deep-rooted evil thought rushed up to his skull like a forest fire triggered by heavenly thunder.