The man's windbreaker was half open, his zipper jingling as he walked quickly through the eerie alley.

Readers outside the comics were like seeing a ghost wall, not knowing what was happening. They just saw black mist-like ghost shadows in corners disappearing on the spot. The man actually did nothing, and was too lazy to take his hands out of his pockets. Wherever he went, there were ghosts howling.

Those ghosts had already fled very far away, but suddenly their heads seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer and fell straight to the ground.

The screams that rang out from time to time were like Morse code, scaring the monsters behind them into retreating.

"So handsome!" Li Xi exclaimed. Sure enough, the strong men in the comics all have their own medical beauty filters, not to mention that Ying Huai's face is really handsome.

The curly-haired female ghost at the front desk whose face showed she wanted to die had also developed a desire to survive and was huddled under the table, shivering.

The man arrived at room 444 without any obstruction, but his face did not look very good.

He brought his subordinates to Wuchuan City for investigation, but the person was abducted on the first day he arrived... Who can he go to for justice?

A strong and terrifying aura directly covered the entire Ping'an Hotel. The ghost sedan chair that was still in a stalemate with Ajin was dumbfounded. We can make a fuss just fine, but what's the point of you inviting an evil spirit?

When Ah Jin saw Ying Huai, he felt like he had seen a savior. The Q version character in the cartoon had tears in his eyes and he hugged Ying Huai's thigh.

The Q version of Ying Huai tried to remove the plaster with his short hands a few times but failed. He then shook his short legs with a cold face, but the plaster just couldn't be torn off.

"what happened?"

He pursed his lips and showed little patience.

"The magic mirror brought us here to find Fang He. We... were all ready to go out, but as soon as we opened the door, we ran into the bridal sedan and were dragged in during the chaos." Ah Jin was dejected. "Boss, I finally understand how you felt when you lost someone before. It was so frustrating."

Ying Huai: “…”

Language is an art, and the little golden retriever obviously doesn't understand it.

Ying Huai's face became even uglier now, his eyes were dark, and even the ghost sedan chair was violently beaten.

The bridal sedan is an indispensable prop in traditional wedding customs. It is used to carry the bride but not the groom.

The ghost sedan chair is a derivative of the ghost story. It has an iron rule set when it was born. Even if it is destroyed, it cannot violate this law.

But Ying Huai happened to have special abilities related to the rules, and he directly tampered with the rules of the bridal sedan. Changing the rules also has different levels of difficulty. Ying Huai found it troublesome, so he simply added a rule to the end of the "bride" rule: "Men are also allowed."

A faint white light was transmitted from Ying Huai's fingers to the sedan chair, and the new rules came into effect.

Ah Jin was dumbfounded: "Brother...it's not necessary."

Is the sacrifice so great?

Although the ghost sedan chair felt it was strange, the rules were already in effect and it had no reason to refuse.

Ying Huai carried Ah Jin and said, "Let's go to the place we went to last time."

The Didi driver's "ghost sedan chair" rose up on the spot. It was obvious that there was no one lifting the pole, but the sedan chair was shaking from side to side as if someone was carrying it.

The scene changed, the candlelight was swaying in the wind, and voices were heard outside the house.

"Why is the bridal sedan here? Didn't the bride come?"

"Could it be that... the young master is marrying more than one person today?"

"If the one inside is the wife, then the one in this sedan wouldn't be...a concubine, right?"

"Hiss! Did you see that? There are two pairs of feet in the sedan chair!"

"Wow, that foot is really big..."

There was a noisy sound from outside, and the door was pushed open with a creak. After a while, footsteps sounded out of nowhere, followed by the rustling sound of stiff clothes rubbing against each other.

Fang He, who was sitting beside the bed, noticed someone appearing at the first moment. He clenched his handkerchief tightly with both hands, his heart in his throat.

"Last time she was my wife, this time she's my concubine..." the young man complained.

"…Is this your main point?" Another voice sounded incredulous.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, when will the little golden retriever get the point right! ]

[Although useless, it is very cute. Little Chicken Feather Mommy loves you! ]

[Little Chicken Feather (arguing): I don't mind getting married, but how can I be a concubine? ]

【Ying Huai: ...6.】

Li Xi and his roommates were laughing so hard, but then they quickly controlled the volume as they realized it was the middle of the night.

In the bridal chamber, Fang He also noticed something was wrong. Why were there two men's voices? The voices even sounded somewhat... familiar?

At the same time, Ying Huai and the others who walked behind the screen also discovered that the bride was not Jiang Ji. The figure looked somewhat familiar. Ah Jin called out tentatively: "...Fang He?"

Seeing the covered bride shudder all over, Ah Jin struck while the iron was hot: "It's us, you forgot, we met on the train before."

In such a gloomy and terrifying bridal chamber, Ajin's familiarity seemed a bit inappropriately enthusiastic.

However, such enthusiasm did not sound like the tone of a ghost. After hesitating for a long time, Fang He finally took off the veil.

She still remembered the handsome Ying Huai. These people left a deep impression on her. "It's you? How could you..."

In a flash, Fang He suddenly remembered that the girl among them had said that she was from here, and that they had chatted quite well on the train. He pursed his dry lips:

"Your girlfriend was also arrested?"

"From the Investigation Bureau."

Ying Huai pulled out the crumpled ID from his pocket, looked around to confirm that Jiang Ji was not there, and cast a cold glance at the tattered ghost sedan chair, whose curtains had been burned into wisps and were trembling in the wind.

In fact, Jiang Ji should have been teleported to the Fang family, but the ghost sedan was disrupted by the Poseidon's Scepter thrown by Ajin, so it didn't know where Jiang Ji was teleported to, and could only take them to the last bride first.

Ying Huai spread his mental power and observed the surroundings, "Ah Jin, take her out."

"Okay." A Jin agreed quickly, took out a few clothes from the closet and asked Fang He to change behind the screen.

When the two were leaving, they encountered another problem. Fang He changed out of her wedding dress and determined that the bride was missing in the bridal room, so the ghost sedan could not leave.

Ying Huai frowned: "Does one person have to change into wedding clothes?"

The next moment, Ah Jin felt that he was being looked at, and he was shocked: No way, are they going to make him wear women's clothes again? !

Is it true that there are only zero and countless times to wear women's clothing?

A Jin's pupils trembled for ten seconds, and he had already convinced himself to make the sacrifice, but Ying Huai didn't let him play the role in the end. He bent down to pick up the wedding dress scattered on the ground, and followed the original plan, but there was more