Chapter 67 Yin Marriage (2/2)

I nodded and continued to lead Feng Chunsheng and Lei Qiaoqiao into the second floor.

As soon as I got to the bedroom, I saw a man hanging from the ceiling.

He was hung up high from two iron chains.

The man's skin was badly beaten; the muscles were twisted. His body was smoked yellow. The skin, covered in blood, had dried up, and yellowish pus was flowing out from where it cracked.

This man was Qiaoqiao’s ex-boyfriend, Chen Zhixin.

Chen Zhixin was hanged in the bedroom.

Feng Chunsheng glanced at it and said, ”Alas. This man really harmed himself.”

Feng Chunsheng looked at the bed, and then immediately smiled and said that this was a case of Yin people, half living and half dead. Yin people were neither completely dead nor alive. He had seen this before in Xiangxi.

He pulled aside the quilt, revealing the true nature of the bed.

Half was made of planks, half was a mattress. Half was stiff, half was soft.

He walked up to the wooden part and out reached out a finger to knock on it. It made a hollow sound.

Thump.

”Is it empty?” I said, pointing to the plank.

He smiled, ”I already know the truth.”

Then he kicked the planks down fiercely.

Bang.

A gap opened, and there was a person inside.

It was a woman, a woman in a red Chinese wedding dress.

He laughed, ”Chen Zhixin really was married, but it was a Yin marriage. He was married to a dead woman.”

How did he get married with a dead woman?

He said that in Xiangxi and in the Miao territory, Yin marriage was popular.

For example, if the children of a family suddenly died, some rich people were reluctant to bury them. They would find a sorceress to preside over a Yin marriage for the daughter or son.

The other person of the Yin marriage usually had no money. The parents would usually give them a lot of money to have them marry their dead children.

He said, ”Yin marriage is very evil. Chen Zhixin's wife, in fact, was a dead woman. She never lived from marriage, lying in the box under this bed for several years.”

I nodded and said to Lei Qiaoqiao, ”No wonder Chen Zhixin said he couldn't divorce her.”

”This woman's family must have been very rich. They were sure to have found a sorceress to make a blood pact with Chen Zhixin. If Chen Zhixin dared to take women home, that female ghost will appear.” He pointed to the ceiling and said, ”Well, this is the result of his betrayal of the blood pact. He’s hanging from the ceiling.”

Lei Qiaoqiao shook her head and said, ”I killed Chen Zhixin?”

”Killed him?” He spat on the ground. He said that they generally also knew that making a man or a woman stay with a corpse all their lives wasn’t reliable. So they just prohibited him from bringing other women home.

She immediately shed tears and said that if she hadn’t come to this villa, Chen Zhixin may not have died.

Feng Chunsheng smiled coldly, ”Don’t forget, in these two years he was just playing with you. If I do say so, this love was just a word to him. If you love someone, you love deeply. If abandoned, one mustn’t harm themselves. Chen Zhixin knew you and he had no future, but he still cheated you for two years. If not for your reaction, he would have continued to cheat you for several more years. He was a scumbag.”

I stuck up a thumb, ”Ouch, Brother Chun, you’re still such an affectionate person.”

I now also thought of her nursery rhyme, ”There is a bride in my neighbors home, she died first, but the neighbors home was thriving. The matchmaker introduced the bride to the host of my neighbor, then they started their wedding.”

The bride was already dead, so how could she still enter the bridal chamber? Obviously this was a Yin marriage; a corpse and a person being married.

”The wedding hall is bright, the bride and bridegroom live a long life together.” This nursery rhyme said both sides of a Yin marriage signed the blood pact. Everyone had to observe the stipulations.

As for these two nursery rhymes, it was a Yin marriage. It was naturally miserable, and sounded a little terrible.

Only Lei Qiaoqiao unexpectedly fell in love with a man who had a marriage contract. Alas.

I shook my head. It was a pity, what happened.

We thought it was over, and we turned to leave.

Suddenly, I heard a muffled thud.

When we turned around, we found that the bride lying in the wooden box unexpectedly sat up. Her eyes opened, looking at us, and the mouth cracked open into a laugh.

Wasn't she nailed by Chen Yuhao's sticks? How could she move?

Feng Chunsheng, Lei Qiaoqiao, and I looked at each other. Things weren’t so simple. We started running. We didn’t take even two steps when something tripped us.

I looked down. A mass of hair stretched out from beneath the bed. The strands of hair bound our feet; we were tied down on the ground.

Heehee.