Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

"Don't worry, I have absolutely no ulterior motive this time. I just want to make friends with you, it's that simple!"

The kitten raised its little paw and swore to the sky. It looked so cute.

Although Song Zhili doesn't completely trust the other person now, this doesn't stop him from being touched by the other person's cuteness.

He rubbed his cheek against the other's soft little hair, but said harshly: "The fart is just like the real thing."

After soaking in the brazier for a while, those people began to take out their scorched hands and hit the people next to them.

Of course, Song Zhili was no exception. The other five people slapped him ten times in a row before they stopped.

The last person who finished beating him said in horror: "How come your body is so hard? Why didn't we even get a scratch when we hit you?"

Although these people's senses are not very strong, this level of ghost fire is not enough to burn them to the point of causing them to cry out in pain.

But the fact that it doesn't hurt doesn't mean that the flesh on your body won't be hurt by the Fire Sand Palm that has been soaked for a long time.

For example, the person standing in front of Song Zhili at this moment has palm marks of deep and shallow burns all over his body.

Naturally so do others.

Song Zhili slowly pulled his hands out of the brazier.

The hands that had been soaked in the fire sand for a long time were still intact, without any signs of burns.

He first moved his neck, and then patted the collar of his shirt that was wrinkled by the other party.

The man in white smiled and said, "Since it's an acrobatic performance, then you have to look like an acrobatic performer. Smart people are trying to deceive the audience, but only idiots like you would make a mess of yourselves."

Someone frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It means that others can get hurt, but I will never be the one who gets hurt."

After saying that, Song Zhili raised his hand and attacked those people.

All they felt at the time was a slight breeze.

There was a sudden pain in the chest, and when he lowered his eyes again, there was a very clear, fiery red slap mark on their chests.

Moreover, there were two large cursive characters engraved in the middle of the palm print: Master Song.

"……Amazing."

The final winner is the new member of the team, Mr. Song.

Song Zhili’s task is actually to steal the limelight from these acrobatic shows.

It doesn’t matter whether you win in the previous rounds or not, you must win in the final show.

With the help of the kitten, Song Zhili won the game so easily as if he had been blessed with cheats.

Before we knew it, it was already night, and finally the show where the ghost bride laughed at you for not being able to find her groom was finally brought up.

The kitten whispered in the other person's ear, "This show is actually an illusion. When you enter, don't be fooled by the ghost bride. You must follow your intuition."

Song Zhili asked: "What if I find a way? What if the ghost bride is a long-legged beauty? I might not be able to resist the temptation."

Hearing his somewhat inappropriate words, the kitten immediately bared its teeth at him.

"Anyway, I'm here, so you won't be in danger even if you get tricked. At most, you'll just waste a chance to get the phantom stone."

When the show started, Song Zhili suddenly felt dizzy.

When the dizziness disappeared, his body had already arrived at another place.

There are red gauze curtains all around, and festive red lanterns are hung above the head.

At this moment, Song Zhili, wearing a bright red wedding gown, walked forward a few steps.

When the curtains were lifted, there were actually a lot of mahogany coffins behind them.

"The ghost bride laughed at you for not being able to find your husband. Does this mean that you want me to find the ghost bride's husband among these coffins?"

"Who knows what her husband looks like?"

I can't really open the lid of every coffin and guess which person might be the ghost bride's husband.

Song Zhili threw out the jade bone fan, and the lids of dozens of coffins in front of him were blown off.

Just guess. There is no reason to trust your intuition.

Except for a few men in the dozens of coffins, the rest were women.

Song Zhili was feeling happy, as he knew that the ghost bride's husband couldn't be a woman, so all he had to do next was observe those men carefully.

result……

Damn, no one said a word!

The only few men there were all people Song Zhili knew.

Let’s not talk about Yue Qingzhou and that pervert for now, but his brother can be left alone for now.

What is puzzling is why even his stupid master is present!

Song Zhili held his forehead with his hand. What kind of a fantasy was this?

Of course, the first candidates to be eliminated as the ghost bride's husband are the master and the brother.

Secondly, the pervert likes men, so he definitely won’t marry a female ghost.

So……

Song Zhili's eyes slowly fell on a coffin on the right.

The final candidate can only be Yue Qingzhou.

He stared at the other's cheek for a moment, and a smile broke out on his lips.

"Well, Yue Qingzhou, you went out under the guise of practicing in seclusion, but you actually sneaked into a place like this to meet the ghost bride."

After saying that, he reached out and patted the other person's cheek.

"Hurry up and wake up. Once you and the ghost bride have married and entered the bridal chamber, I can complete the mission and get the phantom stone."

"The person Zhili loves in his heart is still me."

"Um???"

Before Song Zhili could react, his hand was grabbed by the man lying in the coffin.

Then the world spun around and he was pulled into the coffin.

Song Zhili propped his elbow on the other person and cursed with gritted teeth: "You are really not likable at all. Even the illusion is so disgusting!"

It would have been fine if he just lay in the coffin himself, but why did he pull himself in as well!

Is this a very auspicious thing?

Only those who truly love him would not do this!

Yue Qingzhou restrained his waist, looked at him solemnly and said, "But you chose me, which means that the person you like is me."

He then sat up from the coffin holding the person in his arms.

"Who the hell likes you? You don't even know why I chose you, how dare you say that!"

Song Zhili took this opportunity to turn the jade bone fan and break free from the other person's arms.

The moment he jumped out of the coffin, he deliberately stepped hard on the other person to vent his anger.

He opened the fan and fanned himself wildly to get rid of the smell.

"You are now the husband of the ghost bride. I advise you to restrain yourself. What you should do now is to find the ghost bride, marry her and go into the bridal chamber."

Yue Qingzhou stepped directly out of the coffin.

He walked towards Song Zhili step by step, and a crazy smile gradually appeared on his lips.

"My ghost bride... isn't that you?"