The groom came, and I didn't pay attention. I still tried hard to remove the bell and bracelet from my hand, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remove it.

Bell stretched out his arm, revealing his white wrist, and let me place the bracelet.

He smiled and said: "Dad, don't waste your efforts. What do you think this is?"

I said, "Isn't this bracelet or something that was given to you to wear when you died?"

Bell retracted his wrist, and he flicked the bracelet with the fingers of his other hand. The bracelet buzzed: "Dad, you are so thoughtful. Let me tell you, this is not a burial object. This is a

The Taoist priest put it on me to confine my power. I can't even take it off."

I was discouraged. The bell said so, so there was nothing I could do.

God is really going to kill me.

"Dad, don't worry, Lingdang said he would protect you, you will be fine." Lingdang patted her chest and said, faintly, I saw the fleshy little Lingdang with a stubborn look on his face.

The groom dismounted from the door and walked towards the worship hall.

Just as I was passing by, he glanced at me and I smiled awkwardly. He definitely knew that I peed in Xitang.

The groom is dressed like an ancient man, wearing a red robe and splendid clothes, extremely luxurious.

The groom looked suave and elegant, and his brows were upright. There was no blame in his eyes when he looked at me.

When I saw the groom like this, my heart dropped for a moment. The groom seemed to be easy to talk to, so there should be no problem with the bride.

When the groom stepped onto the steps at the entrance of the wedding hall, the call "The bride has arrived" also sounded from one side of the corridor.

I followed a group of ghosts who were celebrating the wedding and crowded towards the wedding hall, standing on tiptoes to look at the graceful bride. The bride was also dressed in red, with a lot of silk and satin, and her body was also decorated with gold and silver ornaments.

"Oh my god, ghosts are so rich nowadays!" I couldn't help but admire.

Ling Ding sneered behind me, and then patted my shoulder. I looked back at him, and his eyes signaled me to stand next to him, so I immediately stood over.

"Ahem," Bell coughed loudly twice, and all the ghosts around him immediately looked at him. After a few seconds, the ghosts began to consciously make room for Bell, and they made way for a while.

The trail allows Bell to walk directly to the front.

I looked at the bell in surprise. Sure enough, that sentence was correct. The strong are respected! As long as you are strong, no matter where you are, there will be people who fear and respect you.

And this is perfectly demonstrated by the current bell.

The old woman had already stood at the door of the wedding hall at some point. After the bride came over, she personally took the bride's little white hand from the matchmaker-like ghost and helped the bride into the wedding hall.

The groom enters after the bride, and then takes the bride's hand from the old woman's.

The old woman was helped by several young female ghosts to walk to the chair in the center of the high hall, and then sat down on the chair.

I have seen this kind of scene countless times on costume TV. It seems that this old woman is the bride’s mother.

Lingdang seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, and he immediately whispered: "This old woman is not the bride's biological mother, but she is the first person buried in this mass grave, so ghost marriages are not allowed by

She has come to take on the role of father and mother."

What? This old woman was the first to be buried?

But after thinking about it for a moment, I wasn't so surprised. Otherwise, how could that old woman be so powerful? Even Bei Moxue, the red-clothed ghost, was so afraid of him.

The worship service has begun, and like all costume dramas, the newlyweds begin to pray three times.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I expressed my doubts: "There are so many ghosts here, why doesn't the underworld come to clean them up?"

Ling Ding glanced at me: "Dad, you are so ignorant. The mass graves are full of wandering souls who have no home to go to, and there are many babies buried here. They have no names and are in charge of the underworld.

The judge of the reincarnation of life and death has tens of thousands of reincarnations to sort out every day, so how can he have time to take care of this nameless ghost?"

Hearing this, my eyes dimmed for a while. Aren't these ghosts so pitiful?

"Moreover," Lingdang continued: "You may not have felt it when you came. A powerful barrier has been set up around this mass grave. Ordinary ghosts cannot enter here, and the

The ghosts can't get out either. Do you think the underworld will be willing to take care of such a difficult reincarnation? I'm afraid that when the judge remembers these ghosts in his spare time, they may be summoned to the underworld to accept reincarnation."

Barrier? When I heard this word, I was surprised. Who has nothing to do? Why should we set up a barrier on this mass grave?

While Lingdang and I were chatting, the worship process was finally completed.

Ling Ding and I were standing at the front of the group of ghosts, while the old woman was sitting on a chair, so she could see us at a glance.

She stared at the two of us, and the smile on her lips deepened. "Who knows what gift do you want to give to the newlyweds?"

The old woman spoke and poked the red heart.

Lingdang was not in a hurry, he was about to walk forward slowly. I grabbed him, Lingdang looked back at me, said it was okay, and walked over.

The old woman watched every move of the bell and held the crutch in her hand very tightly.

Lingdang walked directly in front of the newlywed couple. The couple looked at Lingdang and leaned towards him at the same time. Lingdang smiled and nodded, biting the tips of his index fingers on both hands.

Then press your fingertips on the foreheads of the two newlyweds respectively.

Standing behind me, I could clearly see a faint layer of black energy starting to transfer from Lingdang's body to the two newcomers.

The two newlyweds were stunned for a moment, and then quietly accepted the 'gift' from the bell.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

I stared at the bell nervously, fearing that something would happen if it did this.

But the old woman sitting on the chair finally put away the fake smile facing me and turned it into an open smile.

After about two minutes, Bell retracted his finger. The black air transmitted was blocked from his fingertips.

The old woman stood up from the chair and immediately said to the two newcomers: "Why don't you thank me for your gift of cultivation!"

"Thank you, sir." The bridegroom and bride bowed again. Zingdang nodded and waved her hands, telling them not to be so rude.

I looked at the bell, and the other party successfully pretended to be inferior, turned around and walked towards me, but before he reached me, he stumbled and fell to one side.

"Bell——"
Chapter completed!