Widow Wang had bad relationships with her three husbands and the matchmaker Luo.

She was afraid of the three monsters in the wall, so she filled her house with offerings and probably hadn't left the house for quite some time.

Jiang Ji put on the clothes that he had specially taken off from Widow Wang.

It was not for anything else, but mainly because the clothes had been marinated by the fresh smell of corpses. The red string of marriage from the dead transformed her into a half-yin and half-yang form, and two of the three yang fires on her body had been extinguished, so she did not arouse suspicion along the way.

She didn't know any of the guests here, but she didn't show any shyness and just sat down at a table with children.

Three families are holding ghost marriages tonight.

The Hu family married Lu Yi.

The Fang family wants to marry Alexia.

The Lu family married Fang He.

Jiang Ji thought of the names of those who had concluded marriages in the marriage register. It seemed that Shangshan County still maintained the custom of not marrying people with the same surname.

There are big red lanterns hanging in front of the door of Lu’s house, but the interior is dominated by the underworld white tone.

The guests who were chatting happily were shrouded in a black fog. The cold black fog lingered, leaving only their gray faces exposed.

The black fog exuded an ominous aura of curse. Jiang Ji noticed that the more powerful the weirdness, the clearer the facial features were.

However, Widow Wang and Matchmaker Luo did not show such symptoms.

Is it because you didn’t go out, or is there some other reason?

The food on the round tables was either crawling with fat maggots or had shriveled and blackened ears and eyeballs.

The little boy, whose half face was covered with white bones, threw away the serving chopsticks, grabbed the dead man's eyeballs in front of him with his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them until they were crispy.

The adults beside him did not stop him, but commented sarcastically with the guests at the same table, "This plate of eyeballs has been dried to this extent, and the mistress of the Lu family has the heart to serve it. If she had known that it would be so perfunctory, she might as well have gone to the Fang family. I heard that they specially picked a bride of foreign descent, and it would be a change of taste..."

The weirdo became more and more greedy as he spoke, with a lot of saliva dripping onto the table.

"That's right. We have given enough respect to the Patriarch and the Mistress of the Lu Family. They are so kind as to treat us with these." Jiang Ji echoed from the side, picking and choosing among the dishes with his chopsticks. "This dish of raw human ears, if you don't know, you might think it's dried black fungus!"

"It's too stale. What if the child gets sick?"

"The Fang family married a foreign girl? This is something new," a ghost guest nearby was interested, "Will the young master of the Fang family like her?"

The lord of that family immediately started chatting with the person who was talking, "They are very satisfied. The head and mistress of the Fang family put a long banner on the bride's sedan chair. The swaying of the long banner means that the man is satisfied. My paper figurine and the sedan bearers are from the same batch. They said that the swaying of the long banner is like knocking..."

"Tsk tsk." The ghost guest shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if it's a foreign egg or a local egg, they're all alive, pink and delicious." Another guest's bright red tongue hissed as he picked up the tangled parasite and looked at it for a long time before reluctantly stuffing it into his mouth. "Damn it, why aren't you starting yet? I can't wait any longer!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? It's still early. We have to wait until the wedding ceremony is over... before it's our turn."

"The man from the Lu family has been dead for many years, his penis must have rotted away, right? He can't give birth but is still pretending, isn't the reason we gave the gift just for this pig-killing meal?"

The guest who had spoken before lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell me, I heard that the Lu family went to the temple to worship..."

Before he could finish his words, the little boy who was acting wild on the stool suddenly fell down, rolling on the ground holding his stomach.

“Ouch, it hurts…it hurts, ouch, it hurts!”

The little boy cried so hard that scales and tumors kept growing where his tears had passed.

The two eyeballs swelled rapidly like mushrooms, and the eye sockets soon could not bear the pressure anymore. They burst with a "pop" sound, and red and white juice splashed onto the twisted little face, stunned all the guests at the table.

They stared at the dishes in front of them and didn't dare to eat them.

The boy’s parents threw their chopsticks and said, “What’s going on? You’ve caused problems for my child!”

The servants around immediately came up to him, bowed and apologized repeatedly.

"Sorry, sorry, we'll get a new table of food and drinks right away."

Soon, other guests also began to behave abnormally.

And the symptoms vary.

Some had boils on their bodies;

Some were crying and laughing, unable to control the shape of the black mist.

There were also some who became extremely ferocious and grabbed a paper man who was trying to stop the chaos in front of them and started biting it.

Jiang Ji also pretended to lie down on the ground and crawled in the darkness.

System: ...You integrated too quickly!

As she crawled along, she randomly grabbed a foot and pretended to bite it. The monsters along the way had never seen such behavior before and dodged in fear.

Jiang Ji rolled on the ground and crawled under the table.

"What's going on?!"

A loud shout came from behind the crowd.

A middle-aged woman with gorgeous clothes and clear features came over, and the guests made way for her.

Behind her followed two maids with cold and delicate faces, and the yin energy around them was obviously more concentrated than that of the other guests.

"Husband, madam... these people became like this after eating a few bites of food." The paper servant who had one arm torn off said while enduring the pain.

The mistress of the Lu family glanced sideways, and a maid behind her immediately stepped forward, picked up a piece with a serving chopstick and sniffed it.

"Madam, no traces of poison were found."

Jiang Ji thought to himself: Mermaid toxin is taken from monsters in Western legends. It is a blind spot in Chinese people’s cognition of weird things. It would be strange if they could recognize it.

"No poison?" The mistress of the Lu family frowned. "If there was no poison, how could so many guests have problems at the same time?!"

She swept her eyes over these frantic monsters one by one, her face gloomy enough to drip water, her eyes filled with warning and murderous intent: "Today is my son's big day, nothing can go wrong, quickly help these guests to the side room to rest!"

"Yes, ma'am."

The servants immediately gathered around.

The mistress of the Lu family flicked her sleeves and turned away with her maid.

The other guests looked at each other.

I sat back down at the table, but I didn't dare pick up my chopsticks, for fear that the tragedy at the next table would happen again.

"Guest, what are you doing hiding under the table?" The paper man guarding the door lifted the tablecloth and showed the person hiding under the table. "Don't worry, we are here as a gift. You will definitely be included in the pig-killing banquet."

The paper man is polite