The matchmaker came to the door and Ye Zi was going to get married. This incident made me feel very scared.

Ling Guangzu said to me: "We are monks, and monks cannot marry their wives. If Ye Zi wants to get married, let her marry them. Anyway, if you have money in the future, why can't women be married? If you want to marry a few, you can't marry a few."

I said, "No, I only like Ye Zi, I don't want anyone. I only like Ye Zi, I like her for the rest of my life."

Ling Guangzu said: "I am a veteran. I tell you that men will like women, but no man will like a woman for the rest of his life, and no woman will like a man for the rest of his life. After that warmth, you will look exactly like looking at others. When you see the next woman again, you will still have that kind of warmth. In this world, for a man, money is the most important thing. Whoever woman wants to marry you without money, and whoever woman doesn't want to marry you with money?"

I said, "Yezi is waiting for me to marry her at home."

Ling Guangzu said: "We are monks, how did you marry her?"

I said, "Then I won't be this monk."

Ling Guangzu said: "It's pure fart. If you don't become a monk, what you eat and what you wear, you're starving to death. How can you marry that girl?"

When I thought, this is true. After leaving Ling Guangzu, I didn’t know where to go, who would take me in, how I live, and how Ye Zi lived.

Ling Guangzu said: "We only stayed here for three years. After earning enough money, we walked out of the Dabie Mountains, bought houses and shops in big cities, and bought houses and housekeeping. Whatever we want at that time? If you still think about leaves, you can marry her into big cities. Who would like to come in such a place where birds don't poop?"

I asked: "What if Ye Zi gets married in these three years?"

Ling Guangzu said: "If she marry, let her marry. If you go find someone else, there are men and women in this world. If you have money, you are worried about not being able to find a woman."

I said, "I don't want Ye Zi to marry someone else, I just want her to marry me."

Ling Guangzu said: "In three years, you will definitely forget this girl. There are thousands of girls in the world, but more than ten thousand girls are better than this girl."

Although Ling Guangzu often talks to me in the tone of a person who has experienced it, I still think of Ye Zi. Sometimes, while there is a moon at night, I will walk up a dozen miles of mountain roads with a stick and come to Ye Zi's house to find her. After Ye Zi and I made an agreement, if two long and one short frogs screamed at her door, it would be me.

After the leaves come out, we will hold hands and come to a secret unknown place, sometimes in a wheat threshing field, sometimes in a cave, and sometimes climb up big trees and lie on crisscrossing branches.

Ye Zi always said: "The matchmaker is here to propose marriage again."

I vented all my hatred on the matchmaker. I think that as long as this hateful matchmaker doesn't come to the house, Ye Zi will not marry anyone else. I began to plot against how to deal with this damn matchmaker.

The matchmaker is an old woman in her fifties and sixties with a pipe tied tobacco. The matchmaker is very brave. She often moves her little feet and runs on the dark night in the countryside. Her footprints cover every village in a radius of hundreds of miles. She knows everything about which village has an unmarried man and a daughter who is waiting to be called the boudoir in which village. The matchmaker is a living map of the countryside, a statistician of the countryside, a player of the countryside, a heroine of the old era and a red flag bearer of the March 8th.

The matchmaker's house is in Wangjialou, and there is a cemetery outside Wangjialou Village. I am going to ambush the matchmaker in ambush.

I waited in that chaotic grave for three days before I waited for the matchmaker. The matchmaker often walked at night, but the matchmaker did not walk at night every day.

That night, the moon was hazy and the stars were dim. There were floating clouds in the sky, gathering around the moon, like fish scales.

When the matchmaker reached the grave, she was about to arrive at Wangjialou and she was tired. The matchmaker sat on a stone by the side of the road, took a break, and lit a pot of dry cigarettes. She hissed and felt very happy.

I waited in that chaotic grave for three days before I waited for the matchmaker. The matchmaker often walked at night, but the matchmaker did not walk at night every day.

That night, the moon was hazy and the stars were dim. There were floating clouds in the sky, gathering around the moon, like fish scales.

When the matchmaker reached the grave, she was about to arrive at Wangjialou and she was tired. The matchmaker sat on a stone by the side of the road, took a break, and lit a pot of dry cigarettes. She hissed and felt very happy.

After smoking a dry tobacco, the matchmaker gently knocked the tobacco pot on the stone twice, with the purpose of knocking out the ashes from the pot. Suddenly, a scream came from behind.

The matchmaker turned around in surprise and saw a woman standing behind her. Her face was very pale, her clothes were graceful and her hair was chaotic.

The matchmaker asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

The woman asked, "Who are you?"

The matchmaker stuttered and said, "I am a matchmaker."

The woman said with confidence: "I don't care who you are. Even if you are a matchmaker, you can't knock the ashes on my skirt."

The matchmaker looked down and suddenly screamed again. She saw the woman standing in front of her standing in the air, without legs.

The matchmaker asked: "What about your legs, where are your legs?"

The woman said calmly: "I was cut off tonight."

The matchmaker was creepy when she heard it, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Who cut off your legs?"

The woman said, "A bunch of little ghosts. Today I was having supper, and I was fighting with them for dinner. I couldn't grab them. They cut off my legs and threw me out of the grave."

The matchmaker was so shocked that she turned around and ran away, but after a few steps, the woman caught up from behind and blocked her in front of her.

The woman said, "I have no place to sleep tonight, so I'll go home with you."

The matchmaker knelt on the ground with a pounce, and she begged repeatedly: "Let me go, let me go, I have never done anything wrong."

The woman said, "You are doing something bad."

The matchmaker kept kowtowing, her voice cried: "I don't know, I really don't know."

The woman said, "Yezi already has someone, you insist on finding Yezi's in-laws' house. What you do is to lose your worries. I won't let you go."

The matchmaker quickly bowed and kowtowed, and she said, "I don't know, I really don't know."

The woman said: "Your home is in Wangjialou. I stalked to your house every night to see what you are doing. If you dare to step into Yezi's house again, I will take you to my house."

The matchmaker burst into tears, and she shouted, "I won't go, I won't go again."

I was very happy to see the matchmaker stumble and leave. I took off the woman's clothes, took off the stilts from my feet, and sat on the stone where the matchmaker was smoking, happily savoring the scene just now.

Suddenly, rustling footsteps came from the grave. I turned my head to look and saw a figure floating around, thin and long, running around between the graves.

I asked timidly, "Who are you? What are you doing there?"

The man turned around and I saw that there was no nose or mouth on his face, only a pair of unfathomable eyes.

I rolled down from the stone, like a sieve. The figure made a muffled sound: "It's dark and walked out of here, and after drinking some wine, why can't I find my home?"

I became more and more scared. I got up and wanted to escape, but I couldn't take it off. There was a man behind me pulling my clothes with his arm. I was like a stamina, unable to move a step.

I suppressed my beating heart and looked back and saw the man in the grave turning around and grabbing me. He was more than ten meters away from me, but he was able to grab my clothes out of thin air.

Later, I simply stopped struggling and sat on the ground, shaking like a dead leaf in a storm.

The man took a few steps back and walked to a tree as thick as a bowl by the tomb, shouting loudly: "Little child, how dare you pretend to be our ghosts and ruin the reputation of ghosts. How can we let you go?" He cut off with his palm, and the trees fell down in response.

My eyes widened and my soul flew out of the sky. What I met tonight was not only a ghost, but also a ghost. This ghost could cut off trees with one palm. If it was slashed on me, wouldn’t I be split into two pieces?

After the evil ghost broke the trees, he walked towards me. His steps were light, as if he was walking on the grass. I closed my eyes and thought that I would not live tonight, so I might as well sit and wait for death.

However, the evil ghost walked up to me and suddenly stopped. He asked me: "Why do you pretend to be a ghost and scare the matchmaker?"

I said, "The matchmaker wants to find Ye Zi's family."

The evil ghost said: "Who is looking for a husband's family, what's your business?"

I said, "Yezi wants to be my wife."

The evil ghost asked: "Who are you?"

I said, "I am the little monk from Xiangyong Temple."

The evil ghost suddenly stopped talking.

I secretly opened my eyes and saw his legs spread apart, like two bamboo poles leaning against each other. Suddenly, he asked, "Who ordered you out as a good example?"

I suddenly realized my eyes, got up, and replied, "Master Dad."

He asked again: "Your father's surname is yours?"

I jumped up happily and replied loudly: "Submitted to Ling."

He continued to ask, "Who is your identity?"

I replied, "Ju Ren. May I ask about your identity?"

He replied: "Tanhua."

I was overjoyed and rushed over and hugged him. It turned out that the third uncle arrived.
Chapter completed!