After leading everyone here, Weasel No. 2 refused to go in.

"The person you are looking for is right here. I won't go in anyway." It refused to enter the house and kept pulling at the wooden door.

"...What's inside?" Gu Xingmiao.

"You'll know if you go in and take a look, right?" Weasel No. 2 was unwilling to explain too much, but still refused to go in.

"There must be something strange going on inside!"

"This shit-yellow guy is just too cunning."

"Could this place be a funeral hall? With these white lanterns and this strange door plaque, is this really not a funeral hall?"

"No, whose funeral hall is built in a ghost market!"

After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

Just appearing in the live broadcast, it feels like anything is very possible.

Anyway, there are two Wong Tai Sin temples, so isn’t it normal for a weird funeral hall to appear?

Wherever the anchor is, strange things will happen——

Isn’t this the protagonist theorem?

Just when Weasel No. 2 was arguing with Gu Xingmiao, the door suddenly opened slowly.

When Gu Xingmiao raised his head, he was confronted by several people whose faces were as pale as paper.

No, it should be said that they are paper figures.

These people were wearing bright red robes and jackets. Their cheeks were even rosy, but if you looked closely, you would find that their eyes were dull and their beards were clearly visible.

And their movements are clumsier than those of ordinary humans.

These people held white lanterns in their hands, staring straight at the crowd, and their eyes fell on Gu Xingmiao, who was still arguing with Weasel No. 2, and seemed to be smiling.

"Guest. Do you have an invitation?"

Gu Xingmiao: “…”

You're just a little more likely to be picked on, right?

Of course they didn't have any invitations or anything like that.

Yue Chuliang's hands were already prepared for the attack, his body tense as he waited for Gu Xingmiao to give the attack signal. Qi Buyan and Qi Bufan naturally noticed something was wrong, and their expressions were equally solemn.

Although they didn't know what this scene was about, the human's innate sixth sense made them clearly aware of the strange atmosphere.

Something is wrong here.

They repeated again in a shrill voice: "Guest, do you have an invitation?"

Several people in red robes and jackets gradually approached. Their paper-pale faces were filled with deep emotions, and they repeated words with their mouths as red as blood.

"Evil opens the door to evil, evil has arrived!"

"Here it comes, the host is coming with something weird, as expected the dungeon is not normal."

"Think about it, those places on Ancient Earth that unlocked past memories are called dungeons, which is the same word as the dungeon in the game. How can that be normal?"

"In the future, I'm afraid only abnormal people will live longer" and this means everything.

Gu Xingmiao felt the murderous aura emanating from these "people", as if they would be killed if they could not produce the invitation.

"I told you I won't go in, and now we're all being targeted!" Wong Tai Sin No. 2 felt hopeless.

"Now we have to eat this meal whether we want to or not!"

Gu Xingmiao discovered it. He didn't know whether it was the characteristic of the weasel, or whether Weasel No. 2 and Xiao Huang both had the personality of turning the tables.

"...You have an invitation." Gu Xingmiao said confidently.

"Of course I didn't!" Wong Tai Sin No. 2.

Gu Xingmiao gave Weasel No. 2 a death stare and gripped the throat of his fate even tighter.

"...Okay, okay, don't kill me, I have it! Isn't it enough that I have it?" Wong Tai Sin No. 2 said reluctantly, raising his claws as if to express surrender.

I don't know where this thin body came from, but he took out a red and gold-embossed invitation and handed it to Gu Xingmiao with great reluctance.

Gu Xingmiao now believes that the stall owner, Weasel No. 2, has stolen a lot of things, otherwise how could he even have this invitation?

It can't be that this palace specially issued it to it, right?

“…”

What a cold joke.

Gu Xingmiao didn't ask it how it got this. If it didn't want to say it, given the old thing's cunning look, it would definitely laugh it off.

When their invitations were handed over, these red-cheeked people finally softened their expressions and politely made way.

"No, are you going to drink like this?"

"Is this a wedding or funeral banquet? How can I not tell—"

"A happy funeral?"

Elder Zhang frowned slightly and spoke slowly, "This situation feels a bit like some scenes recorded in historical documents."

It's just that the characters don't look human.

Other scene layouts...

So similar.

The sound of gongs and drums was heard outside. Everyone turned their heads and saw several coachmen in red jackets carrying a gorgeous vermilion wedding sedan chair towards them.

The four corners of the sedan chair were slightly raised, and the curtain above was half rolled up, but you could vaguely see the double bird pattern embroidered on it, and the red rope tied to the sedan chair fluttered in the wind.

Gu Xingmiao's expression paused slightly.

The same two words appeared in my mind.

Ghost marriage.

"Ghost marriage." Mr. Zhang's tone was a little heavy.

During the Tang Dynasty, the culture of ghost marriages had already flourished.

In order to maintain their reputation and status, the upper class will consider ghost marriages for some single people in the clan for a certain status and prestige.

Zhuangzi once wrote that "life and death are like day and night", while the Han Dynasty writer Zheng Xuan wrote in "Book of Rites: Sacrifice" that "treat the dead as if they were alive, and think about the dead as if they did not want to be alive". Buddhism emphasizes reincarnation.

It has all been explained for death.

The "Book of Rites: Sacrifice" even proposed the hypothesis that the soul is immortal.

So this grotesque scene before our eyes is probably a "ghost marriage".

And looking at the current situation—

The living is the bride.

Although we entered the prosperous Tang Dynasty, we also saw the dirty things that happened under the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Gu Xingmiao and others were invited in together. They all lowered their heads and seemed not to look around, but their eyes were frantically looking around.

If it weren't for the inability to communicate directly with his partners, Gu Xingmiao really wanted to say -

This is the scene of a large-scale ghost marriage in ancient times.

In other words, who would have thought that no other missing persons were found in the ghost market, but ghost marriages were discovered?

The red-cheeked men led them to the round table.

It's clear that the drinking process is about to begin.

"...You want to eat?" Wong Tai Sin No. 2 twitched his lips. "You want to eat the food of a dead person?"

This is not only unpleasant to say, but it is also quite unpleasant to hear.

"If you don't leave now, you really won't be able to leave."

Gu Xingmiao squinted his eyes and looked at Huang Daxian No. 2: "You know this place very well."

Wong Tai Sin No. 2 chuckled, "It's just so-so."