The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Accompanied by the rhythmic beats of three teams of gong and drum musicians who came in from the two corner doors on the side of the tomb chamber, they began to sing a less common funeral opera - "The Funeral of a Noble Lady".

The general meaning is: Once upon a time, there was a noble lady from a wealthy family. Because her family fell into poverty and she was framed by her rivals, she was forced to marry his deceased son. It was a ghost marriage, and she eventually died and turned into a ghost to take revenge on the human world.

This night of joy is worth a thousand gold coins. Even though it is fake, isn't it not nice to sing sad music?

There is no need to say much about the singing skills of Xu Liu and others. They all have rich singing background, which makes people feel that even sad plays have a unique flavor when listening to them.

But the more Shen Mingxing listened, the tighter his brows furrowed. At this moment, everything around him was too weird, and there was an indescribable sense of eerie horror.

If we call the order of the stages from right to left "No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3" for the time being.

When the number one stage sang: "The newcomer is fanning!"

Shi Rong cooperated and put down the round fan in his hand that was covering his face.

When the second stage sang: "Everyone take your positions!"

Shi Rong climbed up the circular platform on foot again and stood in front of the golden dragon coffin, standing shoulder to shoulder with Miao Man, who had already taken off her wedding clothes and changed back into her usual clothes.

When the third stage sang: "Welcome, my dear husband!"

Bo Fan and Bian Fei immediately brought over the body of Mo Jinnan, who had been slaughtered by Shi Rong himself in the reception room, and handed it to Miao Man. He was still wearing the bright red wedding gown he had worn when he came, which was just right for the current situation.

But in his hand, at some point, someone had wrapped an adult black male anaconda around him, and made him hold it tightly in his arms.

The key point is that the male anaconda is still alive. It would often stretch its flexible head towards Shi Rong, rub against her arms, and spit out its tongue and hiss.

Shi Rong was annoyed by the noise, so he simply stretched out his middle finger and thumb and flicked the male boa constrictor until it became confused.

"Pfft...hahaha!"

Seeing this, Bo Fan couldn't help but burst into laughter at Shi Rong's teasing. How could there be such an unlucky snake in the world?

It was late at night, and not only was he forced to play the role of the groom, but when he was just trying to please the beautiful woman, he was slapped on the head in disgust. You can tell how painful it was just by listening to the sound.

The tunes of the play kept turning and repeating until the first half of the play was completed. Three stages were singing in the same strong opera tune with different meanings.

Number One: "When the suona sounds, it's worth a ton of gold~!"

Number Two: "The gates of the earth are wide open, and a hundred demons are roaming the night away~!"

Number Three: "Bow to Heaven and Earth!"

For a moment, more than a dozen musicians holding suonas played the deafening and piercing mournful music, and six male actors pulled the thin strings in their hands together.

The 19 human-shaped objects surrounding Shi Rong and the other person were clearly 19 paper horse dolls representing different characters in the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

There are the Ten Kings of Hell, Meng Po, Black and White Impermanence, etc.

Perhaps this is another masterpiece from the Ying family sculptors and their apprentices. The facial features, clothing, hairstyles, accessories, and even the smallest details of each classic character are portrayed vividly.

Combined with the dim lighting and the mournful music echoing all around, it feels like being in a real hell, vivid and colorful.

The moment Shi Rong knelt on the ground, Miao Man kicked Mo Jinnan's knees, causing him to kneel down at the same time as Shi Rong.

When Shi Rong was kowtowed with his hands on the ground, he pinched Mo Jinnan's neck hard, pressed his head, and slammed it heavily on the ground. It hit the ground with a loud noise and blood splattered into ashes.

Seeing this, everyone understood.

Shen Mingxing was so frightened that she became uncharacteristically shocked. She suddenly stood up and screamed.

"Ah!! This is a ghost marriage! It's a ghost marriage!"

Feng Qingning, who had already returned to the living room accompanied by her maid, also nodded in acknowledgment.

"Yes, this is a ghost marriage."

"grandmother!"

Shi Yang really couldn't sit still this time. He stood up and turned his resentful and sharp eyes directly to Feng Qingning who was sitting in the main seat.

"Even after tonight, Rong'er is only 23 years old. She is still so young, how can grandma let her undergo such an unlucky and sad thing as a ghost marriage? This will affect her luck for the rest of her life!"

"Oh?"

Feng Qingning knew that given how much her grandson valued Shi Rong, it was not surprising that he would blame him after he learned the truth.

"So, according to Yang'er, should my sister really marry Du Su? He's a thousand-year-old demon. Once Yang'er marries him, there's no going back. So, do you think it's better to have an unlucky fake ghost marriage to deceive him, or to let my sister stay with him forever?"

Yup!

What Feng Qingning said was indeed true. The person in the coffin was no ordinary person.

To put it bluntly, he is not easy to fool at all. If it is not a real play, he will not be allowed to relax his vigilance and reveal his flaws, giving others the opportunity to eliminate him.

But Shi Rong is the legitimate daughter of the Ying family, an unmarried girl, and she cannot really marry an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and has a not-so-glorious past. So it seems that the only way left for her is a ghost marriage.

"The male anaconda in Mo Jinnan's hand represents Du Su, because he is currently merging with a giant anaconda. The only way to convince him that Yu Qing is truly coming back to marry him while also preserving Rong'er's reputation is through a ghost marriage. We can't think of any other solution."

"Yang'er, Yang'er is my biological child. If there were any other way, how could grandma have the heart to do this?"

Shi Yang was speechless after being scolded by Feng Qingning, because what she said was right. All this was not caused by anyone, but was destined by God.

"I'm sorry, grandma. I know I was wrong."

Feng Qingning raised her hand, motioning him to stand up, and smiled at him kindly.

"It's okay, grandma knows. Yang'er is thinking about her sister, but you have to trust her. She will be fine. Sit down."

Shi Yang nodded.

"Yes."

……

While this farce was going on, the ghost marriage ceremony was also going on over there.

Stage One: "Second bow to the parents!"

Shi Rong stood up, turned around, faced the coffin, and knelt down. Miao Man then repeated the previous action on the dead Mo Jinnan.

This time, the blood on his forehead splattered on the edge of the golden coffin.

Stage Two: "Husband and Wife Bow to Each Other!"

Every time the actors on the three stages shouted out a sentence related to the ghost marriage ceremony, they would change into a different martial arts posture.

There are swords hanging on the feet, two swords wielding flowers, a single gun hanging from the wrist, a long gown turning back on the horse... It is exquisite and colorful.

Xu Liu's opera skills are deeply ingrained. After all, he was trained by Mr. Ying himself. Even the performances of several of his beloved disciples are so gripping and fascinating.

Shi Rong turned around and saw Mo Jinnan, who had already died in a miserable state. His head was now bleeding, and his originally handsome facial features were stained with blood. Even the male boa constrictor in his arms was soaked by the dripping blood. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.