Chapter 90 Marrying a Ghost-10

"No, who are you?"

Jiang Yan calmed down and asked.

The man in front of him twitched his eyes, then smiled slowly, and said mysteriously, "It's okay, you'll know in a moment."

Jiang Yan's doubts were still there, and he was caught off guard by the man who grabbed him by the waist. He flew into the air, and he instinctively grabbed the man's shoulders and asked through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?"

The man chuckled but said nothing.

Jiang Yan was held so tightly that he couldn't break free, so he could only let the man take him away. Soon, he was carried into a room.

The candlelight flickered, and the red curtains were draped. The man's movements were rough, and Jiang Yan was thrown onto the bed. His bright red skirt drew an arc in the air with his large movements, and finally fell lightly on him, covering his white bare ankles.

Jiang Yan tugged at his skirt, twisted his neck and back, and just as he stood up, a figure suddenly pressed down on him.

"?"

Jiang Yan was confused. He just bent his waist but was pushed down by the man. He was stunned for a moment. Jiang Yan realized that the atmosphere was not right. He stared at the bed sheet with trembling eyes, "You...what are you going to do?"

"What? Isn't it obvious?"

The man started to take off his clothes.

Jiang Yan was shocked and said quickly: "Brother, I don't even know you."

“Are you scared now?” The man stopped and spoke slowly and drawn out, “When you wanted to kill me before, you were quite brave.”

"Hmm?" Jiang Yan hesitated.

...kill him?

Could it be that... Jiang Yan shuddered and asked excitedly, "Are you Meng Tang?"

The man did not deny it.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, you're not dead."

Hearing Jiang Yan's happy tone, Meng Tang was a little surprised, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Shouldn't you feel regretful? Don't you want me to die? Ask a Taoist priest to take me away."

"I..." Meng Tang's words were indeed correct, Jiang Yan said carefully, "Because I suspect you are a ghost."

"Ha." Meng Tang raised his head, showing his neck and laughed loudly, then stared at Jiang Yan sharply, "Your suspicion is correct, I am indeed a ghost."

"So it's only natural for you to kill me." Meng Tang said slowly, "I don't blame you."

Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat. "Then why did you bring me here? Where is this place?"

"Just because I don't blame you doesn't mean I won't be heartbroken." Meng Tang licked every inch of Jiang Yan's body with his eyes, "As for where this place is? Isn't the answer obvious?"

Meng Tang touched the naturally falling red curtain beside him, his eyes slightly lowered, "This is our wedding room."

There was a question mark on Jiang Yan's face, he still didn't understand.

Meng Tang explained seriously: "I can die, but the incense of our family cannot be cut off."

Jiang Yan: “?”

Meng Tang: "So before you leave here, you have to give me a cub."

Jiang Yan: “?”

Meng Tang: "Our child died because of that stinky Taoist priest. I was very sad."

Jiang Yan: “?”

"Don't look at me with that suspicious look anymore." Meng Tang lowered his head and looked at him, his tone slightly deep, "Now that we're ready, let's get started."

Jiang Yan's eyelids twitched twice. "What start? What start?"

Meng Tang said calmly: "A great aesthetic of human movement."

“…”

"I don't agree!" Jiang Yan suddenly got up from the bed, got out of bed barefoot, and ran out of the room without looking back, regardless of Meng Tang's reaction.

Meng Tang raised his eyes, looked at the young man's back as he fled in panic, and pursed his lips.

On the other side, Jiang Yan walked barefoot on the cold floor tiles in the corridor. He endured the cold and the fear of walking in the dark, and kept moving forward.

He wanted to go out, but found that the corridor was like a bottomless pit, and he could not reach the end. Besides the wedding room that Meng Tang took him to at the beginning, there were no other rooms here.

It's really weird.

Jiang Yan stopped and looked back in the dim light. He seemed to be standing on a boundless horizon with no end at either end. He had completely lost his direction.

“…”

Just when Jiang Yan was confused, he suddenly heard a rustling sound in his ears, as if someone was fiddling with something, coming from across the wall.

Hmm? Is there a secret room?

Jiang Yan was delighted and began to touch the wall like the protagonist in a suspense drama. After a few minutes, he really found a place that could be pressed.

Click——

The secret door opened.

A beam of light shone straight at Jiang Yan, and his eyes suddenly relaxed. It turned out to be the outside world.

He is out!

However, before he had time to be happy, he walked out and found that this was not the original world at all.

It was a dark night, with a bright moon hanging far in the sky. The silvery moonlight spread out, illuminating the scenery in front of Jiang Yan.

This is a very strange place. There is a village not far away. There are lights in thousands of houses and a faint atmosphere of liveliness.

Jiang Yan watched from a distance, and suddenly he felt a pain in his forehead, as if the village had touched a string in his brain, causing a dull pain. His brows knitted slightly, and his beautiful eyelashes fluttered, like two lovable butterflies.

Bang——

The door behind him closed immediately after he came out.

Jiang Yan went over and pushed, but it would not move. He could not go back, and the only way out was the village.

He gritted his teeth and had to continue on the path he had chosen.

Meng Tang did not chase him out, perhaps he did not know that he was out. For some reason, Jiang Yan felt a little lonely.

call--

The wind blew past his ears, chilling the back of his neck. Jiang Yan walked on the rugged road leading to the village. The closer he got, the clearer he heard a dog barking.

After a while, Jiang Yan came to the village.

He stood at the village gate, listening to the meowing and barking sounds inside, his eyes flickering a few times.

He felt a sense of familiarity, familiarity with this village.

Jiang Yan was puzzled and then walked in.

The houses are surrounded by pale yellow earth walls, chickens, ducks and geese are making a little noise in the open fences, and there are a few dozing dogs lying at the door of each household. The atmosphere is very warm and peaceful.

Televisions, radios, and children's cries could be heard from the windows of each house. Jiang Yan walked outside the house, occasionally turning his head to look in both directions.

Finally, he found the village sign.

——Qingshui Village.

Jiang Yan was shocked. Isn't this the original name of the Hong'an community where he lives now? Before Hong'an became a community, the land it occupied was a village called Qingshui Village, where Jiang Yan grew up.

But that was when I was very young. Later, as time went by, the village became an urban area, and everything in the village changed beyond recognition.

If it were this village sign, Jiang Yan would almost forget where he lived as a child.

But, he actually came back here?

But didn’t Qingshui Village disappear long ago?

Did he travel through time?

Doubts flashed through Jiang Yan's mind. In order to uncover the truth, he tried hard to recall his memory and searched for the approximate location of his home.

There were several pots of violets planted in the yard in front of the door. Jiang Yan walked around the pots and walked inside. There were several little yellow dogs lying on the steps at the door. He paused.

Jiang Yan looked down at the puppies, and his deep memories began to slowly come back.

Clang——

There was a loud crackling sound from inside the door, as if a bowl was broken, and then there was a curse from inside -

"What's wrong with you? You can't even hold the bowl!"

"Woooooo."

"Cry, cry, cry. All you do is cry all day long!"

The voice was hysterical, and Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat.

After a while, the door opened by itself without waiting for Jiang Yan to knock. He looked up and saw a child of six or seven years old running towards the door, wiping his tears.

Jiang Yan had no time to dodge and was about to collide with the child, but a strange scene happened -

The child actually passed through his body!

Jiang Yan was startled, and reached out to touch the door, his hand passed through the door without any obstruction. Only then did he suddenly realize that he was now no different from a ghost.

Jiang Yan couldn't hide his shock, but his thoughts were soon drawn to other people in the room.

"Ever since this child was born, bad things have happened one after another in the family. First, his eldest brother drowned, and then his mother was hit and killed by a car." The man in the room said while drinking.

"I think this child is weird, too." The woman who was speaking next to him was the man's second wife. She lowered her head to feed the baby in her arms while speaking in a gentle voice, which was completely different from the fierce attitude she had just used when she yelled at the other boy.

The drunken man cursed, "By the way, wasn't there a guy who came to the village recently? What was his name?"

"His surname is Li, and he's a Taoist priest." The woman smiled, caressing the fair face of the child in her arms, and said leisurely, "I heard that he used to be a Taoist priest specializing in feng shui and exorcising evil spirits in big cities."

The man looked thoughtfully at his wife and the child in her arms, and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

The woman pursed her rosy lips and said, "Why not ask him to come over and see if the child has been bewitched by something bad? Anyway, it won't be a bad thing for us to come over and take a look."

“Wow wow wow—”

The baby in the woman's arms suddenly burst into tears, and the woman quickly coaxed him, "Be good, baby, don't cry, mommy is here."

The two did not notice Jiang Yan's presence at the door. Jiang Yan was just listening quietly outside. He could feel the natural sound of the wind here, but he could not touch other entities.

Jiang Yan didn't know what kind of magic this was, and how he came to this place unknowingly, but his intuition told him that someone was deliberately guiding him here, bringing him back to the place in his forgotten memory.

Jiang Yan thought for a moment, then turned and left the family.

This is not his home, and his parents are not inside, so the child who just ran away is not him.

But the child gave Jiang Yan a very familiar feeling, so he decided to chase him to find out what was going on.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yan found the child on a hilltop.

There was an abandoned land on the hilltop, overgrown with weeds and a dried-up well. The child stood next to the only lush tree, looking around with his head tilted up, as if waiting for someone.

Jiang Yan stood not far from the child, observing his every move. After a long time, he finally understood why the child looked so familiar.

Isn’t this kid the one who captured him, married him, had children with him, and called himself Mengtang?

Their facial features and eyes are similar.

So, could it be that the person deliberately asked him to come over to see that person's childhood?

What trick is this?

"I am coming."

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out in the empty night.

Another child came into view.

When the child came closer, Jiang Yan saw the child's face clearly, but his pupils suddenly dilated at that moment.

The child who came later was Jiang Yan from his childhood.