The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Because of the high remuneration, the store manager reluctantly accepted the order. Fearing that something might happen, he kept an eye on the surveillance camera.

As soon as he discovered an accident, he called an ambulance, but the two young masters in front of him didn't see any blood. He must have thought that he was overthinking it. Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw an obvious green figure dangling behind Mr. Wei who was recruiting ghosts.

The shopkeeper's face turned extremely pale, because this kind of scary method was not in the script at all. There was no mirror or any other green things in the room. The green shadow was probably what the NPC called the starving ghost.

Staring at the NPC with a scary smile, the store manager couldn't swallow his saliva.

If you don't bump into ghosts, everything will be calm, but if you bump into ghosts, there will be two of them.

If Mr. Wei had an accident in his store, his future would be ruined. The store manager was very nervous and his fingers were ready to move on the dial button. But fortunately, the ghost-possessed NPC woke up, and no supernatural events happened after that.

Wei Jin looked elegant and retrieved the clue.

"That's all." He pinched the clue card, like a king returning from a victorious battle.

Lu Qiuxue immediately transformed into a little fan girl and showed off to the side. The two of them kissed passionately regardless of everyone present, and they couldn't separate.

Don't give birth to your children here, DM is a little speechless, the second generation of rich people just have fun.

Then there is the last and most terrifying ritual left: worship.

A man and a woman need to put on ancient wedding clothes and perform the ancient etiquette of getting married. This kind of plot is indeed festive and romantic if it is placed in the daytime, but it is not so simple if it appears in a horror script.

The location was arranged in the mourning hall, so it would not be an exaggeration to say it was a ghost wedding.

Who knows if a long-haired NPC pretending to be a ghost will emerge from a corner. Chinese horror is the scariest. It can permeate life quietly and has great stamina. It is easy for weak people who are not strong enough to withstand it. Lost soul. This is why people with weak hearts or weak magnetic fields are not recommended to play horror games.

There is only one girl among the players, Lu Qiuxue, and as her man, Wei Jin definitely does not agree with his girlfriend dating anyone else. DM was a little embarrassed for a while.

Lu Qiuxue was accustomed to being scheming. She sat in her boyfriend's arms and looked at the two people opposite, one tall and one short: "Hey, aren't you two just in love? It's a perfect match."

She smiled wildly.

For a girl who has been hanging out in bars, clubs and other places since elementary school, it is common for her to "speak well". These words have been expressed very euphemistically, but she has something even worse that she has not said.

Lu Qiuxue hates homosexuality.

Most men actually have double plugs, which are suitable for both men and women. If that's all it is, it's okay. What's disgusting is that some Phoenix men lie and do whatever they can to get money. They have a boyfriend and at the same time they come to provoke her.

Men are all shit, except of course her Ah Jin.

DM is over fifty years old. He is more open-minded and open-minded. He does not discriminate against homosexuals. He looked at the two people who were very close to each other with his eyes. To be honest, he noticed the two amazing-looking people from the beginning. The relationship between boys is a bit ambiguous.

Miss Lu's words just confirmed his suspicion.

Sure enough, they are a couple, with good looks and a strong family background. Looking at the entire S city, there is no gay person who can compete with them.

The road will be bumpy, so I wish you good luck.

DM smiled and asked the two of them: "Are the two young masters willing to accept this suggestion?"

Song Jiu really started to think about whether the two boys could worship each other. This was equivalent to indirectly acknowledging the close relationship between him and Lu Lie.

Lu Lie lowered his eyelashes and looked at someone who was thinking seriously. He reached out and rubbed the young man's furry head. He turned to DM and said, "Accept it. Accept it naturally." He took Ren'er's hand and went to the dressing room next door. Change clothes.

The groom's wedding attire was relatively simple and he was put on quickly. He changed his clothes and waited patiently, a secret excitement rising in his heart.

He is waiting for his bride.

This knowledge made his blood, which had been cold due to the devil's deal, seem to boil.

Lu Lie had always known that his sweetheart's skin was very white, so white that it reflected light, but when he saw Song Jiu put on a red women's wedding dress, he was stunned.

Beautiful but not delicate, confusing but not charming, her peach blossom eyes under her thin eyebrows are shimmering and flowing with broken light. Her fine-textured red wedding dress brings out the indistinguishable beauty of the boy's male and female.

It is as crystal clear as the human soul and is not stained by dust.

He was on the road, a dead man with half a foot in the abyss, a rotten man with blackened bones. How could he get the care and intimacy of a young man?

With love comes bone-deep lust, sticky and dirty sex.

Lu Lie hugged Ren'er, and his heavy and rapid breathing sounded in his ears. Song Jiu was hugged so hard that he couldn't breathe. He asked in a muffled voice: "What's wrong? Isn't it strange? That's right. I'm the only one." Boys, I don’t look good in women’s wedding clothes, so don’t laugh at me.”

The rising tone has a hint of coquettishness, not obvious but enough to be fascinating.

Lu Lie reacted strongly, and the boil inside made his fingers tremble.

"...No, it looks good and suits you very well. I like it very much." He buried his body on the white neck, smelling the person's body fragrance. He really wanted to... really wanted to take off his clothes bit by bit with his own hands and watch. A piece of beautiful jade shines brightly in front of your eyes.

The two hugged each other and didn't speak for a long time. It wasn't until the radio started calling that Lu Lie let go of his hand, took out a translucent and moist jade pendant from his own neck, and tied it around the young man's neck.

Song Jiu was not an expert in treasure appraisal, but he could tell at a glance that this piece of jade was a valuable piece of high-quality goods. He wanted to take it off, but was stopped.

Lu Lie put the heavy wig and accessories on the young man's head, with a smile in his tone: "Although we are not really worshiping, we are still a couple. Keep the token of love I gave you, keep it well."

"This is a family heirloom that grandma left to me to protect my safety and wealth. Maybe I can protect you after I die."

"Don't talk nonsense, you won't die." Song Jiu interrupted him immediately, with a little anger in his eyes, "Ah Lie has a long life, a good future, and will live a brilliant and wonderful life. Don't say those depressing words again. "

Lu Lie looked at the stunning beauty in the mirror, raised his hand to rub her neck, his expression was dark and unclear but he smiled softly: "I hope so."

The two of them finished sorting and came to the mourning hall decorated by the props team.

The coffin, wreaths, spiritual tablets, white candles... everything is as good as it should be. There is a strong smell of burning paper money in the air. DM reminded me that the coffin used in the secret room is a real one, and the funeral supplies are also from funeral supplies. Store bought.

On the tribute table were a spiritual tablet and a portrait of the deceased. Although the props were realistic, the portrait was a random photo of a girl I found on the Internet, and the picture was edited and altered.

There was a large word "Die" written on the wreath, and two lifelike paper figures stood on the left and right, holding white flowers tied with paper in their hands. Looking at the paper figures without finishing touches, Song Jiu felt a little chilly for some reason.