There is a Breeze When He Laughs

Chapter 122: Be a ghost bride for me

Chapter 122 Make me a ghost bride

The Mass Burial Post is on a barren hill, along a winding path, it takes about ten minutes to walk there.

Different from the dense woods outside, here is a vast open space, countless piles of tombs stand on the open space, and more than half are without tombstones.

The cold wind is raging, and the strong yin is coming. Wen Yiren can even hear the laughter and the cry of children.

“Pleasant, here, here is a bit scary.” Jiang Yurun’s teeth began to tremble.

“Afraid?”

“Yes, it’s a bit.”

“Then you go back alone?”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yurun already hugged her arm tightly, “No, I will be scared to death!”

With such a gloomy path and so many grave bags, Yi Ren is indifferent, and even feels like wandering in his yard.

Jiang Yurun once again admired the courage of warm and pleasant.

Sure enough, beautiful women are all non-humans, and non-humans like Mei Cheng Wen Yiren can’t describe her.

The more I walked in, the more tombs. Wen Yiren could feel the silver bells on her neck start to get hot. Suddenly, a headless female ghost rushed towards her, and in the blink of an eye she was already standing less than half a foot away from her. place.

The **** neck came into view, and the terrible head was being held by the female ghost in her hand.

Wen Yi’s eyelids didn’t blink, and she calmly took Jiang Yurun around the female ghost and continued to move forward.

“Pleasant, how did you feel a sudden gust of wind just now?”

“Well, it’s the wind.”

Xu was very surprised by Wen Yiren’s performance. The female ghost rushed over again, but this time she put her head on her neck, with the back of her head in front and her face behind.

‘so cold.”

“You wear too little.”

Jiang Yurun touched Yiren’s thin coat, and looked at her short coat. It seems that she wears more than Yiren’s!

The female ghost tried many times, but found that Wen Yiren completely regarded her as air.

Can this woman not see herself?

Thinking about it, and then used the same trick to scare Jiang Yurun. Jiang Yurun even sneezed when she approached, and she spit on her body.

Seeing this, Wen Yiren raised her eyebrows. The bell on her neck was not a decoration.

As long as she doesn’t want Jiang Jiang to see the ghost, Jiang Jiang will not see the ghost no matter how hard she is.

“Pleasant, how do I feel that someone is looking at me?”

“Well, I’m looking at you.”

“What do you want me to do?”

Wen Yiren glanced at her, “Look, why I am so beautiful and my friend so ugly.”

Jiang Yurun twitched the corners of her mouth, and the green veins on her forehead were raised.

So angry, I really want to beat her!

Almost as soon as the voice fell, an extremely wretched ghost floated out of the grave and appeared in front of Wen Yiren in the blink of an eye.

The ghostly beard is shaggy, his face is blue and white, and a pair of green-lighted glasses is smaller than a mung bean.

At this moment, I stood face to face with her, making a ‘Jie Jie’ laugh.

“So beautiful, come and be my ghost bride!”

Wen Yiren continued to ignore and led Jiang Yurun forward.

The perverted ghost didn’t give up, so he followed Wen Yiren all the time, “You are so beautiful, come and be a ghost bride for me!”

“If you don’t answer, I will treat you as promised. I will go to your house to propose a marriage and marry you?”

“When I go back, I will divorce all those yellow-faced ladies at home. I want you to be my ghost bride. I will make you happy.”

This monster is so noisy!

Wen Yi frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch the silver bell between his neck, and was about to shake it a few times. Suddenly, he noticed the small grave pile under the big tree in front of his eyes sharply.

In front of the grave pile stood a dilapidated wooden plank, on which the big characters “Sister Lin Jingyu’s Tomb” were written crookedly.

(End of this chapter)