I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 196 I Will Never Be Buried With You 1
Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, I turned over and was stunned to see Xiaopang lying upright beside me, his scalp exploding all of a sudden.

He turned his face slowly, looked at me blankly with red eyes, his face was expressionless, his pale lips opened and closed, and he said darkly: "I didn't marry you when I was alive, how about marrying you when I'm dead?"

After the words fell, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled evilly and coldly.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the whole body became stiff as if filled with lead.

I swallowed, and habitually touched the ring on my left hand, but when I touched the bare fingers, my heart sank heavily.

I actually forgot that I had terminated the relationship with the underworld, and the underworld ring had already been taken away by him.

I don't have a ghost-suppressing talisman on my body, it seems that I only have the small mahogany dagger that Shang Liqi gave me, but the dagger is not on my body, it is in my backpack.

How to deal with Xiaopang?

Will he hurt me?
Do you want me to use the nine-character mantra?

A series of questions filled my brain, and I slowly moved towards the bed, when Xiaopang's hand suddenly reached out and grabbed my arm tightly.

His hands were as cold as ice, and the strength in his hands was so strong that he wanted to crush my bones.

I tried to shake his hand away, but he leaned over and whispered in my ear: "You don't like getting married, why don't you and I get married?"

"Let go." I was about to get angry.

He giggled.

I frowned, my brain was running fast to think of a way to break free from him, he stopped laughing, his eyes became cold, and he yelled: "Since you don't want to, then bury him with me!"

"What did you say……"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly approached me, and then his consciousness went blank.

When I regained consciousness, it was broad daylight, and I found that my clothes had been changed into bright red wedding clothes, and I was lying in a coffin, so I sat up.

Thinking of what happened last night, I wondered if I was taken up by Xiaopang, otherwise, I would not be able to appear here with this dignified appearance.

The coffin has not been covered yet, this is a mourning hall, and there is another coffin next to it, and the person lying in it is undoubtedly Xiaopang.

His face was blue and gray, and he was also wearing a bright red wedding gown, and he felt aggrieved immediately.

Does the **** want me to be buried with Xiaopang, and bury me alive?

So outrageous!
There was no one else in the mourning hall, but the outside of the mourning hall was extremely noisy, with voices, horns, drums, and bursts of crying.

I got up and jumped out of the coffin, when an embarrassing voice came from behind.

"Where are you going?"

It sounded like Xiaopang's father.

I turned around, and it really was him. He was dressed in sackcloth and mourning, and his face was very gloomy. Before I could speak, he said eagerly, "You came back by yourself and voluntarily buried my son. What, you changed your mind?"

Hearing his words made me shudder.

Am I crazy?How could I come back by myself and voluntarily bury his son with him?Obviously it was that little fat guy who possessed me.

Damn chubby, you're so mean to me!

When I was young, I even asked the underworld to save him, but now that I think about it, it's really not worth it!
"I never said that I would be buried with him, please don't do such a ridiculous thing." I choked on him viciously, turned and left.

Xiaopang's father caught up and blocked my way with his arms outstretched.

"You are not allowed to go. The burial is your voluntary choice. I knew you would pretend to be stupid and deny it. I have a video of you personally agreeing to bury my son."

"Video a big-headed ghost, who wants to bury your son, is your family sick? Such behavior is a crime, do you understand it or not!" I yelled at him irritably.

Gritting his teeth, he grabbed my arm and forcibly dragged me towards the coffin.

I resisted desperately, but Xiaopang's father was wide and fat, and as strong as a bull, no matter how I struggled, he couldn't break free.

Little Fatty appeared out of nowhere, leaning against the coffin, laughing at me.

Seeing his ugly face, I couldn't help yelling: "Bastard, you are shameless!"

His smile restrained a bit, but without the slightest anger, he said without shame: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you will be buried with me today, no matter how much trouble you make, the result will not change."

"Damn it, you deserve to go to hell..."

"Won't you be with me when I go to hell? If it weren't for your unlucky luck, I would have become like this?"

"That's your fate." I retorted sharply.

Xiaopang's father thought I was scolding him. At first he ignored me, but when he heard the last sentence, he was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at me, and said with wide eyes in horror, "What fate? You said I was destined to go to hell?"

"If you bury me with Xiaopang today, then you will be destined to go to hell, and you will suffer the torment of [-] levels of hell." I followed his words, in fact, to scare him on purpose. I don't know fate at all, I only know that this may be a chance for me to escape.

He looked suspicious, apparently skeptical of my words.

"Are you scaring me?" he asked tentatively.

When he let down his vigilance, I raised my kick and kicked him in the gut. As soon as he felt the pain, he let go of my arm, covered his lower body with both hands and fell to the ground in pain.

"You stinking girl... come, come!" He yelled while holding back the pain.

I could feel that the inside of the Daxi robe was my own clothes. The robe was too hot to wear, and I was sweating all over my body, but I didn’t have time to take it off. Seeing Xiaopang’s father yelling at the top of his voice, and several young and strong men bursting into the mourning hall, I panicked for a moment.

There is only one exit from the mourning hall, but the exits keep pouring in the relatives of Xiaopang's family. I don't know if his family's genes are too good, and all of them are wide, fat, and strong.

As if in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were standing in the mourning hall.

The small mourning hall is getting a bit crowded now, but fortunately there are two coffins in the middle, otherwise I would have no way to go to heaven or to earth.

The little fat mother squeezed from behind those people to the front, pointed at me and scolded in a high voice: "You bastard, try to run, if you dare to run, your legs will be broken."

"Aren't you crazy? It's against the law to do this." I wanted to reason with them, but the words came out of my mouth, and the answer was my little fat mother's scolding: "You did it voluntarily, what law are we breaking?"

"Who volunteered, I don't want to, why should I bury your son with you?" I was also angry.

There is no way to reason with these savages, they are simply too savage.

"Just because you killed my son, you should be buried with him. You don't want to step out of this mourning hall today, otherwise, don't blame me if you are disabled." The little fat mother gritted her teeth and gave a few people around her a look. Those people stepped forward, trying to outflank me from three directions: front, left, and right at the same time.

　It's three o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)