I refused to get up from the account seat. Fu Xueman gritted her teeth and glared at me, holding my hand hard. The girl's hand was too strong and almost crushed my hand. As she pulled her, she couldn't help but get up. She followed her to take her seat in front of the altar. Lao Zazi acted as the host and stood on the side of the table.

"Dear guests, stand up."

The dead ghosts stood up in unison and turned their heads toward me.

Lao Zazi smiled, but there was a cold smile hidden in his eyes. He only heard him say loudly: "Today, for the happy day of Miss Fu Xueman and Mr. Xi Feng, I was entrusted by Miss Fu Xueman to host this wedding. I feel very honored. Play music and the newlyweds will celebrate the ceremony!"

The sound of suona sounded, and it was a master of his second uncle. In fact, no matter how good the music played by the suona sounded, in our local area, we usually use this instrument to play it with funerals. How come it sounds like our funeral is going on, it’s tear-jerking.

"One beg..."

As soon as Lao Zashi read these two words, he saw Lao Lu, a great scholar in the late Qing Dynasty, suddenly ran out of his seat, and stopped shouting rituals. The dead ghosts also looked at the white-bearded old man in surprise, squeezed between them, ran to the west wall and knelt down, sticking out his tongue and going to the painting.

I was very happy. The old ghost was really obedient. I just fooled him and said that the beginning of our worship was the most auspicious moment. As long as he ran to the mural and rolled over the bed sheet with his tongue a few times, he would return his energy to him and his illness would be cured immediately. This old ghost was a pedantic scholar during his lifetime, and he was also an idiot when he was a ghost. He really thought that everything the successor of the ghost story said was true. As soon as we were about to worship, he couldn't wait to go to the tian mural.

Lao Zazi frowned and said angrily: "Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"

The old ghost turned around and saw that everyone looked at him with strange eyes. The old face turned red and said, "I, I'm treating the disease!"

"I'm confused, how can this cure the disease?" Lao Zai shook his head and scolded.

"This is... Mr. Xi taught me." The old ghost pointed at me, and his serious look was as cute as he was.

I touched my nose and laughed, "This, this is a joke with Mr. Lu, I didn't expect to take it seriously."

"Ah, you..." The old ghost jumped up from the ground with a flushed face, pointed at me and couldn't speak. Finally, he covered his face and ran away, shouting, "I'm so embarrassed!"

Fu Xueman looked at me angrily before she was about to speak. Lao Zazi suddenly laughed and said, "Mr. Xi is such an interesting person. He is still joking when he is about to get married. It's interesting and interesting."

Lao Za paused and continued, "The wedding will continue, I will bow..."

Fu Xueman glared at me fiercely and was about to kneel down. Lao Lu made such a fuss, but it only took five minutes to wait, and there were still ten minutes left. I touched my nose and pretended to kneel down. Before the word "Heaven and Earth" was expressed, I suddenly shouted in surprise: "Black Killing God, Black Killing God is here!"

As he said that, he leaned back, sat down on the ground, pointed at the bottom of the altar with a look of fear. The dead ghosts, including Lao Zai and Fu Xueman, were all frightened and stepped back when they heard this, and Fu Xueman jumped up from the ground. The black killing god is an evil god, and both humans and ghosts are afraid, who can not be afraid? But Lao Zai and Fu Xueman relaxed their nervous expressions when they saw that there was no hair under the table, but they all glared at me.

"Hehe, just kidding, didn't Yu Lingzi really say I'm interesting? I'm just interested in showing you everyone." I patted my butt and got up from the ground.

When Lao Zai heard me call him Yu Lingzi, he immediately widened his eyes and his mouth was wide open. His surprised expression was much more exaggerated than seeing the Black Killing God. It seems that the dead mouse guessed it well. Lao Zai was indeed a ghost Taoist who had been dead for a hundred years!

Fu Xueman didn't know Yu Lingzi's name, so she pinched my hand hard, gritted her teeth and whispered in my ear: "If you make trouble again, I will kill that little girl!"

My heart tightened. This girl was cruel and ruthless. If she really wanted to continue making trouble like this, she might really attack Xiaoxue.

"Okay, okay, I dare not." I said quickly.

Lao Zaizi had not recovered yet and frowned and asked me: "How do you know the name of Yu Lingzi?"

I smiled and said, "Last night, my ancestor asked me to dream and said that Yu Lingzi will be my wedding host today."

Lao Zai asked half-believingly: "Really? Are you, your ancestor, Mayoko?"

"Yes, he is Zhenren Shin-chan." I felt that Zhenren Shin-chan was quite difficult to read, and I wonder why my ancestors would give such a Taoist name.

Lao Zai nodded with caution and said, "What else did he say?"

"He also said that he would definitely delay me until the end of the lunar month and the lunar month and the beginning of the lunar month. At this time, he just came out of seclusion and could help me." I touched my nose and made up a trick that was agitated, seeing that Lao Zazi was willing to be fooled.

A sneer flashed across Lao Zazu's face and said, "I am not from the same era as Mayoko, but I have been with him for a long time and have always wanted to go with him for a while. Unfortunately, I have not entered the underworld and have never been able to do it. Since I have this opportunity tonight, I want to see how he can help you." As he said that, he looked at an ancient clock on the altar, which was exactly the same.

"Now, worship the heaven and earth..."

I was so happy. Although Lao Zaizui is an old ghost over a hundred years old, with profound Taoism and ghost skills, if you don’t enter the underworld, you won’t know some trivial rules in the underworld. For example, the ghost messenger who registered for the Yin relatives or the shift change, I don’t know. He probably doesn’t know, so he believed my nonsense and let me worship at this moment!

Fu Xueman heard that Lao Za was breathing a lot. My ancestor was very powerful and seemed anxious. He whispered to me while chasing: "You are indeed playing with a flower gun and don't want to marry me. Don't you want that child to survive?"

"No, the ancestors I mentioned helped me, but I just didn't want me to get bad luck after making a kinship." I explained in a low voice.

"I can't believe what you say now."

"It's not that exaggerating, right?" I smiled.

While speaking, the couple finally finished talking, looked up at their watch, and it was done in half a minute. I couldn't help but clenched my fists and celebrated in my heart.

"Newcomers enter the bridal chamber..."

Old Man Zhang came over and invited us to go out with him, and saw that the bridal chamber was arranged elsewhere. Before leaving the door, Lao Zazi asked me in a low voice: "Why didn't you see your ancestor take action?"

"He told me that it was either the mid-south and the mid-south or the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of the mid-south of

Lao Zazi raised his braids in a moment. It was obvious that I was making a fool of myself, but I didn’t know why I was like this. I was so angry that my face looked very ugly.

Go out from here, follow Old Man Zhang into a corridor on the east side and walk to the backyard. I feel so worried that the church has avoided the records of the underworld, but how should I hide when I enter the bridal chamber? It would be a big loss of energy to make peace with the female ghost. Besides, I can't be interested in going to bed with this girl!
Chapter completed!