One person must be sacrificed into the coffin and married to the evil ghost, otherwise the whole group will be destroyed. The teammates forced Ding Yi, who seemed to be the weakest, to die.
Ding Yi rubbed the cinnabar string on his wrist with his pale fingertips, smiled lowly, and took the initiative to lie down in the scarlet willow coffin. "This is what you begged me to enter."
The coffin lid is closed and the red candle is extinguished. Just when everyone thought he would be sucked dry by the evil ghost, that chilling voice came from the coffin: "Take your hands away. Although it is a ghost marriage, in this family, you have to listen to me."
