The man who came out of the ancestral temple, controlled the puppet through the silk thread, and then hung the white puppet in front of the ancestral temple. He took a brush and began to draw on the face of the puppet.
Henry hid in the shadow of the corner of the wall. He did not move. From the corner, he observed the movements of the person in the ancestral hall.
A gust of wind blew all the white cloth strip tied to the inner court in one direction, making a whistling sound. At the same time, the wind blew away the hair on the head of the puppet. When Henry saw the whole face of the doll, he was completely stunned.
The face of this doll and the person who was putting makeup on the doll looked exactly the same! The only difference was that the puppet's face was paler.
"What's going on!" Henry sighed in his heart and stared at the other side.
This was a young man who looked like he was twenty- one or twenty- two years old. Looking at him, Henry felt that he was a bit familiar.
Henry thought in his mind whether he had seen this person or not, and he suddenly remembered!
This person was very similar to Dempsey!
Could it be that...
Henry turned his eyes to the wooden coffin. Under the character "xi", there was a black-and-white photo. It was the young man in front of the ancestral temple, Leo Zhao, Dempsey's younger brother and Lam's fiancee, who should have died five days ago!
Such a discovery made Henry feel that his eyes were covered with a thick layer of fog.
Leo pretended to be dead. The so- called ghost marriage was only a farce. What did the Zhao clan want to do?
A wind-breaking sound came from the sky. Henry was hiding in the shadow and didn't move at all.
In front of the ancestral hall, Leo's face changed. He waved his hand, and the lid of the coffin was opened out of thin air. Grabbing the puppet, he jumped into the coffin and closed the coffin.
The third second after the coffin was closed, a figure in red appeared in front of the ancestral temple. He glanced around and then floated up.
After the figure in red left, Henry was still hiding in the shadows. Without any movement, the whole inner court was silent.
About ten minutes later, the red figure once again appeared. When he saw that nothing was unusual in the inner courtyard, he once again left.
This time, as soon as the figure in red had just left, the lid of the coffin was opened by Leo from the inside. He looked up and sighed. "Hey, the people from the Recluse Association are really haunting. We just want to awaken our ancestor's bloodline. Why do they have to stare at me?"
"The ancestor's bloodline!"
Henry clearly heard these words. "What does it mean to awaken the ancestor's bloodline? Did the Zhao clan make this ghost marriage for the ancestor's bloodline? Is it why there are people from the Recluse Association staring at them? How can the ancestor's bloodline be awakened? What does it have to do with the ghost marriage?"
The fog in front of him had been slightly scraped apart. An ancestor's bloodline? This was something which he had to ask the Great Patriarch about.
Henry had been hiding in the shadows. He didn't leave until Leo returned to the ancestral temple.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: My Waste Husband