Ye Xiaofei listened to the female ghost whispering and murmuring at length; he nearly fell asleep, and yet she kept chattering on.
"Alright, that's everything."
Finally, the female ghost finished listing all her bridal gifts.
"Can you tell me where your tomb is now?"
Ye Xiaofei blinked his eyes, considering the records in the Maoshan Taoist Scripture, this female ghost was a local, so he wouldn't have to relocate her grave too far away.
After the ghost marriage was completed, it would be perfectly feasible to bury Aunt Zhang's son together with this female ghost.
"On the small hill at Shilipo in the East suburb, look for a red flower on top of the grave as the signal."
The female ghost nodded her agreement. Since she couldn't change her situation, she had to go through with it, but having so many bridal gifts was quite nice.
"Alright then, I'll go right now to help you two get married."
