"A-choo! A-choo!"

Jiang Ji sneezed several times, his nose was a little blocked, and he sniffed.

She had just been fished out of the well and was still wearing wet clothes. The ghost temple was freezing cold, and all the elements that could cause a cold were present.

Jiang Ji rubbed his nose red, dug out a branch from the haystack, and squatted in the pit of corpses to pick and choose.

She searched here for a long time, turning over the corpses in varying stages of decay and looking at each unrecognizable face.

The corpses in the middle layer were missing arms and legs, and were the most decayed. They were the main source of the stench.

The bodies near the periphery were wearing bright red wedding clothes, and judging by the degree of erosion on the fabric, they must have died not long ago. Like Fang Mi, they had lost their eyeballs, their bodies were shrunken and black, and all the body fluids were sucked out, like a magnified version of snacks such as dried rats and freeze-dried quails.

Jiang Ji took some time to identify these dried faces.

Confirmed that Fang Chai's body is not here.

In order to avoid a ghost marriage, Fang Mi secretly ran to a ghost temple and swore an oath, but the price was her twin sister.

The person Fang Chai is actually married to is Fang Zhi, and Fang Chai is now pregnant.

Family members are the best tonic for ghosts, among which tender and pure babies are the best, and the concentration is the essence.

Fang Zhi has been dead for so many years that all his immediate family members are no longer alive. Even the bloodline of his brothers and sisters has been diluted for who knows how many generations.

Fang Mi's sacrifice suddenly reminded the evil spirit of how to nourish itself with blood relatives.

If a ghost marriage is arranged and a ghost fetus is born that is extremely yin and evil, the power will be infinite.

Jiang Ji suddenly thought of something and quickly took out the marriage book he got from Luo the matchmaker's house from his clothes. The fragile paper was already soaked.

Most of the content above was blurred, but fortunately Jiang Ji had a good memory and remembered the general content.

Turning to one of the pages, she looked carefully, confirming that it was content she had seen before.

Some names and birth dates were recorded on it. It was not written by Luo the matchmaker. It started with Fang Chai, and Fang Mi's name appeared in the middle.

Including today's Lu Yi, Alexia and Fang He, there are a total of twelve brides on this page.

The twelve brides, plus Fang Chai and the ghost baby in her belly, are the key to this sacrifice.

But now Fang He had been let go, so the evil spirit captured her and made her replace the last bride.

"What kind of substitute literature is this?" Jiang Ji muttered, and his voice began to become hoarse.

Thirteen brides and a ghost fetus born from a strange union.

But it is not easy to gather thirteen living brides. Fang Zhi’s current strength cannot spread to the surrounding counties. The entire Shangshan County has been transformed into a ghost domain by his negative energy. Unable to find suitable brides, he can only radiate outward.

It is afraid of the Investigation Bureau and dares not make too much of a fuss. The daily morning news repeatedly emphasizes that if you encounter any unusual situation in daily life, you must call the Investigation Bureau's external hotline or the police station as soon as possible.

The citizens are very vigilant and can only let these villagers who have transformed into ghosts persuade their blood relatives to come back.

Why is Shangshan County so anxious to hold three weddings today?

Today is most likely the day when the ghost fetus is born.

However, the dead cannot give birth to children, and a ghost fetus is against the will of heaven. Although Fang Zhi gained the power of faith with the help of the folk shrine, these villagers did not really respect him. They were just fanatical about him because their wishes came true. Once they saw the true face of the evil spirit, their faith collapsed in an instant.

There are two strange things causing trouble in Shangshan County. One is the resentment formed by the oppressed women of A'man, and the other is the evil spirit fed by the greed of the people of Shangshan County.

The two groups of ghosts were very close to each other, devouring each other, and one was gaining strength while the other was losing strength.

The female ghost hid under the shrines on the roadside, and used the sacrificial offerings to secretly break free from the confinement set by the villagers. However, Fang Zhi revealed the killing mechanism of the female ghost through the mouth of others. As long as these taboos are not violated, the female ghost cannot kill.

Fang Zhi and Gui Miao waited for the opportunity and revived with the help of Fang Mi's worship of the gods.

“Ah…A-choo!”

The nasal congestion became more and more serious, and the stench of the corpse could not stimulate the nasal cavity to be unobstructed.

I threw away the branch and just stood up when I heard the wind outside suddenly become stronger.

The rain was getting heavier, hitting the eaves with a crackling sound, and there were flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder.

The door was blown open by the cold wind, and a pale shadow appeared outside the house.

Jiang Ji narrowed her eyes, and just then a flash of bright lightning struck, allowing her to see the other person clearly.

Its facial features were very faint, similar to those traced by a chisel on a clay statue, with a cold, smooth and mottled texture, almost a one-to-one replica of the clay statue hanging on the beam. There was a deep bone-mark on its neck, but no bones were visible, only surging black air emanating from it.

Unlike the earthy color of the clay statue, it is white from head to toe.

How white is it? It's the same color as the white, heavy pig skin at the pork stall.

Although he was dead white from head to toe, he was dressed in very bright and colorful clothes, wrapped in cheap red and green fabrics.

Evil spirit.

Evil and demonic local records.

Behind it stood an equally pale bride, her wedding dress dulled in color, her belly bulged high, and it looked like she was about to give birth.

Fang Zhi was holding a red rope in his hand, and two women with empty eyes and dull expressions were floating in the air like kites, going up and down.

Lu Yi, and...Alexia.

Jiang Ji had already guessed it and sighed in his heart.

Even after untying the red rope, he still found it. Widow Wang's house is surrounded by locust trees. If Fang Zhi showed up in a brazen manner, Ah Man would definitely know about it at the first time and would definitely try to stop him from getting thirteen brides... Fang Zhi was able to succeed even in this way. It seems that those female ghosts really can't beat him.

Originally, she planned to let the female ghost consume the enemy first, preferably to injure the evil spirit seriously, and then she would find an opportunity to knock it out with a club.

But when that pair of sinister eyes swept over, Jiang Ji immediately gave up the idea of ​​competing in fighting strength.

He even kicked the branch behind him very conspicuously, showing his eight teeth obediently.

The first thing Fang Zhi did when he came back was to see if his thirteenth bride had escaped, and he saw that figure was still there.

There was a hint of stiff satisfaction in his eyes, and he raised the red rope in his hand, and Lu Yi and Alexia were thrown onto the straw.

Jiang Ji dodged to the side flexibly to avoid being hit by the two men.