Outside, the four ghosts' feet weren't on the ground; their bodies floated on the ground, their faces bearing eerie smiles, their eyes unblinking, as if their expressions were frozen.
Song Zhaodi had never seen anything like it before. Her body trembled, her lips quivered, and she looked at Tuantuan with fear and unease: "Master, why are they here!"
Wang Meihua laughed heartily: "Song Zhaodi, let me tell you why! It's because the Ghost Lord has agreed to my request. He will give me a son and marry you as his ghost wife!"
Wang Meihua smiled triumphantly, feeling completely satisfied.
"You're asking a brat to help you? How ridiculous! Song Zhaodi, I gave you your life, and now it's time for me to take it back!"
Wang Meihua seemed to have gone mad; she rushed over and opened the door.
The door was opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in, making Song Zhaodi's teeth chatter.
The ghost placed the sedan chair on the ground and said to Song Zhaodi inside the house, "Madam, please get into the sedan chair."
Song Zhaodi screamed in terror, "Ahhh! I don't want to marry that ghost! Master, save me! Master, I'd rather give you my life than marry that ghost!"
Wang Meihua was furious and stepped forward to grab Song Zhaodi.
"You brat, I gave you your life! Damn it, get on the bridal sedan chair right now!"
Tuan Tuan grabbed Wang Meihua's hand, her sharp eyes fixed on her with murderous intent.
"You gave her life, but you didn't ask for her consent! Now that she's born, you should cherish her."
Wang Meihua was furious: "What's it to you! I'm her mother, you're not, and you have no right to interfere in our family affairs!"
Song Zhaodi: "This is the master I invited. You're not allowed to talk about her like that! From today onwards, you're not my mother anymore. I'm going to sue you for murder!"
Wang Meihua scoffed: "Go ahead and sue me if you want!"
Wang Meihua's hand was gripped painfully, her face contorted in pain as she glared at Tuantuan: "Let go of me! You little brat, believe me or not, I'll kill you!"
Tuantuan grabbed Wang Meihua's arm and tossed her away.
Without bias, Wang Meihua was thrown into the bridal sedan chair.
Wang Meihua: !!
The ghosts saw someone get into the bridal sedan chair, lifted it up, played the suona horn, and left.
Song Zhaodi: ! !
"Are these ghosts blind? They just want someone to go in, don't they even check who's going in?"
Xiao Mei: "These ghostly things are puppets, they don't have much thought. Plus, if my group wave its hand, even if a turtle sits inside, they won't dare to make a sound."
Tuantuan handed Song Zhaodi a talisman: "Take this talisman and stay at home. No matter what noises are outside, don't go out."
Tuantuan took off running, and Song Zhaodi called out, "Master, where are you going!"
Tuantuan: "I'm going to see what kind of ghost married your mother."
Tuantuan ran out, and Xiaomei floated away too, picking up Tuantuan and chasing after her.
Song Zhaodi: ! !
The front door is broken; what if some ghostly thing gets in?
Song Zhaodi was gripped by fear. The more afraid she was, the more she would think about those frightening things, and she felt terrible.
Song Zhaodi huddled on the bed, her head covered with a sheet, afraid of suffocating herself. She lay on the bed with a small gap showing, muttering, "Master, please bless me, by the power of the law, may the ghosts retreat on their own."
Song Zhaodi closed her eyes; if she didn't look, she wouldn't know!
However, she heard footsteps behind her.
"Hehe, I know you're not asleep."
"Hehe, get up and play together!"
"Girls' flesh is more delicate, I love it."
Song Zhaodi: ! !
She was terrified when suddenly a pair of hands grabbed the sheet covering her and pulled it back...
Song Zhaodi: Ahhh!
...
Xiao Mei, carrying Tuan Tuan, chased after them.
The strange creatures carried a red sedan chair, accompanied by deafening suona horns.
Tuantuan: "I've already caught the ghostly thing inside the bracelet, so how did Wang Meihua manage to contact the powerful Ghost King?"
Xiaomei: "Tuantuan, do you suspect someone did this on purpose?"
Tuan Tuan nodded: "This is too strange."
Xiaomei: "It is indeed very strange. We'll ask it properly when we see that ghost!"
Xiao Mei's eyes were filled with murderous intent. How dare she scheme against Tuan Tuan? She has no desire to live!
They chased after it until they arrived at a place filled with ghostly energy. The bridal sedan chair stopped, and all the ghosts carrying it and playing the suona horn disappeared.
Xiao Mei was holding Tuan Tuan behind her. Tuan Tuan peeked out and looked at the situation in front of her, still somewhat surprised.
A male ghost emerged from the darkness, dressed in a black robe, and walked towards the bridal sedan chair.
At this moment, Wang Meihua, who was in the bridal sedan chair, woke up.
She fainted from fear along the way.
Now, she opened her eyes and, with trembling hands, lifted the curtain in front of the sedan chair.
With that lift, Wang Meihua's eyes met the ghost's eyes, which had no whites.
Wang Meihua: !!!
Ahhhhh! Help!
Wang Meihua was so frightened that she fell off the red sedan chair and landed on the ground.
As Wang Meihua crawled forward, she shouted, "Master Ghost, you've got the wrong person! I'm not your bride, my daughter is!"
Wang Meihua tripped and fell, unable to crawl forward. She turned her head, looked at the vengeful ghost, and said in a trembling voice, "My daughter is at home. I am your ghost lord, I can take you there!"
The vengeful ghost chuckled lightly: "I don't need your daughter, I'll use you."
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