C8

"Follow me!" Fei Fei, you come too! "

"Oh!" I helped Angie into another room.

The room was one of the ancestral rooms my family dedicated to worship in. On a five-foot-long incense table, candles were lit on both sides, and three plates of fruit were placed in succession. In the middle was a small incense burner with the morning's fresh incense burning on it.

Behind the incense table was an ancient portrait. It was a black coffin, and within the black coffin lay a woman. She was wearing a black and red wedding robe, and her hair was a complex phoenix coronet. The red dot on his forehead seemed to glow with a black light.

Following that, my father closed the door and turned off the lights. He sternly told me, "Kneel!"

"Yes sir!" I respectfully kneeled in front of the incense table, Li Anqi did not know what to do as she stood at the side looking at me.

My dad never called me by my name before. What's going on today?

My father ordered three sticks of incense and then knelt beside me, saying something with his eyes closed.

The longer I read, the more the candle on the table swayed, causing me to feel apprehensive.

But my old man very calmly got up and took out several red cinnabar and yellow paper talismans. He cut his middle finger and dipped it in human blood before starting to draw talismans on the cinnabar.

As soon as he finished drawing, the talisman seemed to have been attached with life as it flew around the room.

My father looked at Li Anqi with a serious expression. "Stand in the middle!"

Li Anqi was completely scared silly by such a weird formation. She walked towards the center with a stiff expression.

My old man's hands intertwined, his two middle fingers pointing upwards, the rest of them intertwined, circling around Li Anqi as he started chanting. Every time he walked a circle, Li Anqi would painfully split in half, and on the third circle, along with my old man's yellow talisman floating in the air, he suddenly stuck it onto Li Anqi's forehead.

"Zi" A green smoke began to emit from Li Anqi's face, accompanied by a sizzling sound, as if something had been burnt.

"AHH!" "It hurts!" Li Anqi was in so much pain that she wanted to tear off the spell paper from her face.

"Just bear with it!"

"My face hurts!" Li Anqi was still wailing.

My knees were also trembling with fear. Tsk tsk, why is it so terrifying?

Gradually, Lee Anqi's voice became a lot softer and the green smoke on her face also disappeared. My father tore off the yellow talisman and lit it with a candle on the incense table, placing it in an empty bowl beside him.

A yellow talisman instantly turned to dust!

My father took the bowl out with him and left me alone in the room staring at the portrait.

The candle flame flickered, and the more he looked at it, the more scared he became.

A few moments later, the voices of those few girls could be heard in the living room. It was as if I had been forgotten.

It was a long time before my father opened the door and asked me to call him out.

Zhong Min and Li Anqi were no longer in the living room.

"Mother, where are they?" I rubbed my aching knees and sat on the sofa. "What's the matter?"

My father looked at me when he heard this. "Feifei, did you encounter anything strange?"

"No!"

I don't understand why my father would ask that, but I'm sure there's nothing else but the wedding and the baby.

My old man and mother know about the Yin marriage!

That infant shouldn't be anything strange.

My father obviously didn't believe him. "Really?"

"It's true!" I stress it again.

My mother was still munching on cucumbers. "Consort, think about it!" Your father wouldn't ask that for no reason. "

I told her about the ghost baby I'd met at Li Anqi's house.

After my father heard this, he frowned and said, "I know about that. From the moment she came, I knew that her family must have had a ghost! I mean other strange things. "

I shook my head. "No!"

"That's strange, you're in the dark, your eyes are glowing green, these should not have been left behind by that ghost baby." "You are a Yin Yang Master, and have pure blood, so it is impossible for Yin Qi to enter your body."

I thought back and wondered if it was the ghost.

"Dad, do you think it was left behind by that person?" I cautiously asked.

My father's reaction immediately became big. "Who is that person you're talking about?"

"The one you told me to marry!"

My father looked at my mother, but she was also at a loss. "Who did we let you marry?"

"Yama!" I also looked at them curiously, wondering what was going on.

In a split-second, the air in the living room froze. The three of us looked at each other!

"Crack!" It was my mother who was biting on the cucumber again. "Are you talking about the boy that your Aunt Zhang is going to introduce to you?"

"What?" This time it was me who didn't understand.

My old lady ate her cucumber and laughed. "How do you know that we want you to marry him? Do you know him?" Would you like to meet tomorrow, or would you like to pick up your identification card? "

My father's attention was also drawn to this aspect of my mother.

"Today, your Aunt Zhang introduced you to a boy who was an elite in the workplace who had returned from overseas. It's said that he was handsome and had a good temper, so your mom and I decided to bring him to our house for dinner tomorrow."

My dad had an extremely simple and honest smile.

I rolled my eyes. "Do you really not remember?"

"Remember what?" My mother asked with innocent eyes.

"Do you remember what happened yesterday?" I tried to ask.

My mom thought for a moment. "Yesterday, your dad and I went downstairs to eat breakfast. We went to the market to buy food. Your dad cooked lunch, I washed the dishes, and we ate together tonight. Then you fell asleep!"

"No, what happened yesterday afternoon, shouldn't I have slept on the bed for three days, and then when I woke up, you guys would tell me, because of the deal made by the ancestors, that I'm going to marry Yama?"

I was almost driven mad by the two of them.

My mom and dad looked at me like I was a stranger.

"Concubine, are you alright? What are you talking about? How could our ancestors have any teachings? "

My father rejected it righteously.

I started to go insane. Weren't the two of them the one who asked me to marry Yan Tan Mo, the master of the Underworld, that day with runny noses and tears?

Why can't I remember now!

My old lady saw that my face was in a mess so she came over to rub my head and said, "Fei Fei, it can't be that you've been under too much pressure recently and you're hallucinating, right?"

My father immediately replied, "I think she watched too many TV dramas."

After hearing what the two of them said, I almost thought that everything that happened yesterday was just a dream. After all, I often had nightmares like that.

However, touching my empty wrist, I still firmly believed that that was not a dream. My peach wood pearl was given to me by Yan Tan Mo.

Like I said, my old dad and mom just don't believe me. What should I do?

When my mother saw how deep my head was in thought, she waved her hand. "If you're stressed out, then go to sleep!"

She nibbled on the cucumber and snuggled into my dad's arms as they watched the variety show on TV.

"Dad, do you still remember what happened with Zhong Min and the others?" I tried again.

My father rolled his eyes at me. "Child, why do you have so much to say? Hurry up and go to sleep!"

"Do you remember?" I'm a little angry.

"Remember, you said that girl's face was injured?"

Relieved, luckily my dad hasn't developed Alzheimer's yet.

But yesterday, why couldn't they remember?