Thriller Night Talk

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest making gestures and chanting in front of the altar, Jiang Nan'an felt depressed and wished he could go to battle himself.

It's a pity that Brother Jiang learned Kung Fu from a foreigner, and he is quite a layman in Buddhist affairs, and he is not very proficient in various scriptures.

And compared to this, the more important point is that this is not the time to reveal their true identities - because they haven't found the thing trailing behind Su Lang yet.

"Two."

At this time, the door of the master bedroom opened, and Cai Mingjian and Su Lan came out hand in hand, "The next ceremony will take some time, or... let's have a cup of tea in the study first."

The four moved to the study.

This three-story small western-style building was a dowry given to her by Su Lang's parents, but the girl stayed in Fengxing to work after graduation, and did not plan to return to her hometown to develop, so naturally she didn't care much about this small building.

Therefore, the entire building only needs to paint the walls and lay the floor, even if the decoration is completed, except for the master bedroom which is brand new furniture, the other rooms are gifts from relatives and neighbors in the village, with different styles, some new and some old, just make do Degree.

The study on the second floor is not so much a study as a reception room.

Two bookcases, a coffee table, a sofa, not even a decoration.

Su Lang has been frightened by the black shadows these days, and she is always in a state of fright. She doesn't even feel safe in her own home.

As soon as she entered the study, she subconsciously picked a corner and nestled herself deeply in the sofa.

Jiang Nan'an looked at the girl's hunched back, cowering, frightened and uneasy, and compared it with the lively, smiling, cheerful and generous first love in his memory, and felt extremely sad in his heart, and his eyes were slightly red.

Wei Fuyuan caught a glimpse of Jiang Nan'an's expression and knew that he was probably in a state of love again, so he stomped on him under the coffee table.

Jiang Nan'an suddenly came back to his senses.

The four were seated.

Su Lang's relatives were all helping downstairs, so naturally there was no one to pour tea for them. Originally, Cai Mingjian planned to make tea by himself, but Su Lang kept holding on to his arm and refused to let go, so he could only dismantle it casually. A few bottles of mineral water for the two guests to make do with.

Of course Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an didn't mind whether they drank tea or water, they had more important questions to ask them.

Student Xiaowei recalled how Beiquan was fooling people, and adjusted his expression to a serious state, making himself look more reliable and clever, and then asked:

"Miss Su, do you remember when you first saw that ghost?"

Su Lan's gaze was still wandering left and right, as if she wanted to use her peripheral vision to see if there was a dark shadow behind her.

"I... I think... it should be after the wedding..."

She murmured in a low voice:

"I remember very clearly seeing 'it' for the first time...on the first day of our wedding..."

Wei Fuyuan's eyes flashed: "Are you sure?"

Su Lan nodded painfully.

Like a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, she unconsciously pinched her right wrist with her left hand, as if she wanted to use the pain to relieve her inner fear and anxiety.

"The Taoist priest said that Ah Jian and I were not compatible, and the marriage palace was incompatible..."

Su Lang raised her head and glanced at her husband with gray hair at the temples, feeling guilty and in pain, almost shed tears again:

"It's all my fault...it's me who got A Jian..."

Cai Mingjian immediately hugged his wife, spoke softly, comforted her carefully, and did not seem to blame her at all.

— Tsk, is it great to distribute dog food!

Wei Fuyuan was stunned, and secretly ground his teeth.

— That is, my dear is not here, otherwise I can blind you now.

"cough."

At this moment, Wei Fuyuan heard Jiang Nan'an beside him clear his throat suspiciously:

"I heard that you moved into a new house? Did you move in after marriage?"

"Do you suspect that there is something wrong with our new house in Fengxing?"

Cai Mingjian heard Jiang Nan'an's voice, but shook his head:

"I don't think it's the house."

Cai Mingjian told them that he asked someone to investigate when the accident just happened. The house they bought was second-hand. The previous owner was a young white-collar couple. , before changing hands of the property.

There was neither death nor accident in that house, but there was also the joy of having a baby, so it could be regarded as a lucky house.

"What about the developer?"

Jiang Nan'an had dealt with some messy things with his master before, so he had a lot of experience, so he asked one more question:

"And did the neighbors mention that there is something wrong with the community?"

Cai Mingjian continued to shake his head:

"I haven't heard of any accidents with the developer. And the property management is quite responsible. The security in the community is good, and there are usually no thieves."

He thought about it and added:

"Actually, we moved into a new house after registering with the Civil Affairs Bureau. We have lived there for more than two months and have been fine..."

The man's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty:

"For some reason... last month it was just... just..."

Wei Fuyuan touched his chin:

"Then the problem might have been the wedding?"

He thought about it:

"Do you have any video or photos from the wedding day? Show me."

Cai Mingjian was taken aback for a moment, wanting to say that this time they hurried back to their hometown and left all their things in the new house without bringing them over, but then remembered that the photography team hired at that time sent them an edited electronic version, which should still be in his home. It is not deleted in the mailbox.

So he hurried back to his room to get an IPAD, went into the mailbox and downloaded the attachment, and placed it squarely in front of Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an.

The edited version is not long, only about 10 minutes, and the excerpts are all the highlights of the wedding day, with a soft light filter added, it looks like a romantic movie atmosphere.

Different from the current appearance of being so skinny with only a few bones left, with a wilted and pale expression, Su Lan in the camera is at the happiest moment of his life.

She wears exquisite makeup, smiles like a flower, wears a white gauze, holds a blue flower ball, and is covered in jewels. Even Wei Fuyuan, a gay man who loves men, must admit that the bride is really bright and beautiful. A stunning beauty.

And Cai Mingjian who was standing next to her was not handsome, but he had seriously dressed up, but he was also handsome, and the two looked very well matched.

However, the edited version is only the essence after all, and even the guests who attended the wedding were not fully photographed, nor can they record the "things" that cannot be photographed by optical lenses.

Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an carefully looked back and forth three times, but they couldn't find anything wrong.

"Feel sorry."

Wei Fuyuan failed to pretend this time, so he could only regretfully return the IPAD to Cai Mingjian:

"I didn't see anything."

When Su Lang heard this, she immediately showed a disappointed expression.

In the past month, she has gone from hope to disappointment many times, and then fell into despair again. Her nerves are tense to the extreme, and she is about to collapse.

"Ugh..."

The girl's eye circles were red again, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Blame me……"

She sobbed softly:

"At that time, my aunt said that we should not hold a Western-style wedding... I would not listen to it... If, if you follow the rules of my hometown... Wouldn't it be..."

Wei Fuyuan blinked, "You guys are having an English wedding, right?"

He remembered seeing the church and the priest in the clip just now, which should have been filmed at the Catholic Cathedral on Yangxing Street, and the girl's outfit, veil, bouquet, gloves and wedding ring, which are also classic British wedding configurations.

"Ah."

Su Lang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I like "Friends" very much, so I always want to have a classic western-style wedding when I get married..."

Jiang Nan'an let out a low "ah" with a sudden expression on his face.

He remembered that when he was still pursuing Su Lan, he watched "Friends" with her, and the girl once whispered "Somethingold, somethingnew, somethingborrowed, somethingblue, andasilversixpenceinhershoe" in his ear, and said that this is really just thinking about it. feel romantic.

I didn't expect that she would actually do this at her wedding.

"'Old, new, borrowed, blue; a silver sixpence in a shoe'..."

Jiang Nan'an sighed in a nostalgic tone: "It's really beautiful..."

However, this sentence just hit Su Lan's sore spot.

The romance she had been thinking about, and the meticulously planned wedding, turned out to be the beginning of despair that was about to drive her to death and drive her crazy. What a "miserable" word!

Seeing Su Lan's tears falling like beads again, Jiang Nan'an quickly apologized for his slip of the tongue, while Cai Mingjian was also busy comforting his wife.

Wei Fuyuan frowned and pondered, trying to find some clues in his very limited knowledge of metaphysics.

It stands to reason that no matter whether they are dead or alive, the objects possessed by angry ghosts are people with various negative emotions.

Cai and Su are in a very good relationship, and they are just newly married. It is the happiest time, and it is really unlikely to attract evil ghosts.

Just now he secretly let Guanhu Suying out for a turn, but the little fox didn't find any traces of the angry ghosts in the house - this proved that his speculation was correct, that the angry ghosts were not in the couple Cai and Su. body.

If Su Lang is not mistaken, the lingering black shadow was indeed affixed to her after the wedding, then the biggest possibility is that there were guests at the wedding who were possessed by evil spirits, and for some reason they put the shadow on her. Su Lan was the target of revenge.

Wei Fuyuan's thinking unconsciously shifted from the thriller suspense reasoning channel to the urban romance drama channel.

Su Lan is a beauty with a likable temperament, so naturally there are many suitors, such as this chatty chatterbox beside her, even though she knows that the other party is married, her old love is still hard to break.

Although Cai Mingjian is not a handsome guy, at least he is the type with good facial features and can be seen. He also comes from a good family, graduated from a prestigious school, and has a bright future. He should also have the favor of the opposite sex.

In addition, the recent Benge reasoning dramas do not have one or two gay characters who are embarrassed to go out to meet people, so sex should also be included in the suspect...

——Damn it, if you want to eliminate the objects of open and secret love one by one, isn't the workload a bit too much?

Wei Fuyuan immediately dismissed this idea and decided to change to a much simpler method.

——Could it be possible to win a two-on-one match?

——So it’s better to sit on the sidelines and wait for “that thing” to appear and kill it directly.