Zhang Yuanqing walked forward, following the route in his memory, passing through the park facilities one by one, and soon, a group of buildings sleeping in darkness appeared in front of him.

The road here is a retro stone road, and on both sides are retro buildings with white walls and blue tiles, Jiangnan style.

The gate of the courtyard was pasted with white paper, and white lanterns were hung on the corners of the eaves. It was silent and gloomy.

Compared with Aphasia Village, the yin energy here is very thin and gentle. Zhang Yuanqing continued walking for a few minutes and stopped outside a large courtyard.

Red lanterns are hung on the eaves of this courtyard, and festive red paper is pasted on the door. The host seems to be holding a wedding.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yuanqing stepped up the steps and knocked on the courtyard door.

After a while, the courtyard door "squeaked" open, and a gust of cold air blew out from the crack of the door. Through the small crack of the door, Zhang Yuanqing saw a lantern floating in from the dense darkness.

The lantern stopped behind the door, and then, a ghost hand with black skin and black nails, holding a wedding card, stretched out from the crack of the door.

Dark energy emerged in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, his temperament became evil and noble, and he said lightly:

"roll!"

The blue-black ghost hand trembled and retracted silently.

The lantern flew away quickly, as if fleeing.

This is called Thirty Years of Hedong, Thirty Years of Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, ghost bride, I'm back. Zhang Yuanqing pushed open the gate of the courtyard and went straight in.

After entering the old house, he put away his spirit-eating ability, bypassed the outer hall, and came to the backyard.

He looked around, the night was dark, the courtyard was quiet, and there were red lanterns hanging in the corridor, emitting a strange red light, but he did not see the ghost bride appearing.

"The last time the ghost bride appeared, I collected all four dowries. This should be the way to summon her."

Zhang Yuanqing, who did not observe the strong Yin Qi, entered the candlelit room in the backyard with a clear purpose.

The furniture in the room is all wooden and retro in style, similar to the women's boudoir in the Republic of China era.

Zhang Yuanqing cast his eyes on the dressing table by the window. The bronze mirror was facing the door. The door in the mirror was closed, but the door behind Zhang Yuanqing was open.

On the dressing table, there is a scale beam.

When he walked to the dressing table, he picked up the scale.

The door in the mirror opened slowly, and a woman with her head hanging down appeared in the mirror. She stepped over the threshold and sat down by the dressing table. Then, she took off her head, placed it in front of the table, and combed her hair silently.

This scene looks horrifying and frightening, it makes people's scalp tingle, and it can scare newcomers.

Zhang Yuanqing was so frightened at the beginning that his heart ached and he almost screamed, but now darkness appeared in his eyes, and he raised his hand and threw it over.

When the palm passes through the mirror, it is like passing through an illusion, and water ripples appear.

"Plop~"

The female ghost's head was slapped away by him, and she rolled away far away.

Zhang Yuanqing then pulled the female ghost's body out of the mirror, punched and kicked: "I let you scare me, let you scare me"

The female ghost made a weeping sound from her head, conveying the idea of ??begging for mercy to him. JrNovels.com