Huizhou Province, Han Family Courtyard.
A joyful atmosphere.
"Hahaha, today is our Han family's ancestor worship day. Today, I want to announce a great good thing to the entire Han family!"
As the leader of the Han family and an army general, Han Wudao was holding the microphone happily.
For a moment, dozens of people from the Han family, old and young, all cast curious glances.
Han Wudao looked at his son with a smile: "Come, my son, come and announce this good thing for me!"
Han Wushuang stood up in a straight suit, stood up slowly, and said with a proud tone: "Just a few days ago, the Zhao family in Beijing wanted to marry our Han family. I, Han Wushuang, was responsible for the negotiations and won this opportunity for the Han family!"
Wow!
The young and old of the Han family applauded excitedly.
Establishing a marriage relationship with the Zhao family in the capital and joining forces, wouldn't it mean that from now on, the whole world would be dominated by the Han and Zhao families?
"As expected of Han Wushuang, the eldest son of the Han family, well done!"
"Hahaha, but I heard that the women of the Zhao family are very beautiful and very capable. This will completely increase the strength of our Han family..."
"It doesn't matter, as long as they can get married, it doesn't matter who they are."
"From now on, when the Han and Zhao families join forces, our Han family will be promoted to become the strongest family in Daxia!"
Listening to the praise from the whole hall, Han Wushuang raised his chin like a proud peacock, then picked up the incense candle and inserted it into the incense altar during the ancestor worship ceremony.
"Han Wushuang, you have done justice to your ancestors!"
Han Wushuang said proudly.
At this time, someone suddenly asked in confusion: "Brother Wushuang, aren't you already married? Then who in our Han family will get married?"
"Yes, the entire Han family seems to have no men of suitable age. How can we complete the marriage?"
Facing the confusion of everyone in the Han family, Han Wushuang smiled softly and asked, "Everyone, what day is today?"
Everyone in the Han family looked at each other: "A day to worship ancestors...?"
"Yes! It's ancestor worship! Which ancestor is it?"
"My great-great-grandfather died because of something strange some time ago?"
"Yes, it's my great-grandpa!" Han Wushuang smiled softly: "I'm marrying my great-grandpa."
boom!
Everyone in the Han family was shocked by these words.
Marry your great-grandfather?
What does it mean?
Grandpa is dead.
Moreover, it would be a bit ridiculous for my great-grandfather to get married.
"Brother Wushuang, what exactly does this mean?" someone asked in confusion.
Han Wushuang only uttered two words.
"Ghost marriage."
The whole scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone stared at Han Wushuang with wide eyes.
The expressions in his eyes were confusion, shock, curiosity, and disbelief.
Han Wudao patted Han Wushuang on the shoulder and asked Han Wushuang to stand behind him. Then he picked up the microphone and said calmly: "You don't need to be so shocked."
"Do you still remember why our ancestor died?"
"It was seduced away by a black sickle."
"In other words, the ancestor went to the underworld."
"I checked all kinds of information. As long as the ancestor is matched with a ghost marriage, the ancestor will have the right to speak in the underworld, and then the ancestor can help the living descendants of the Han family."
"The matter of ghost marriage has been decided. It is a major event that is completely beneficial to the Han family. There is no room for change!"
Han Wudao said it categorically.
The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from time to time.
"Head of the family, how can the Zhao family in the capital still agree? This is an act of sending their own daughter into the sea of fire."
"Yes, a young woman marries her deceased great-grandfather. Not only are they dozens of years apart in age and several generations apart, but they are also separated by life and death. This, this, this... this is simply ridiculous."
"The Zhao family in Beijing is really crazy."
"It seems that the Zhao family in the capital has really reached a crisis point, and they can even agree to such a thing as a ghost marriage."
"That's when Mr. Wang and others from the capital came back to the world. Zhao Haihuang's two arms were paralyzed. He couldn't stand alone, so he needed the help of our Han family."
"Alas, I just don't know which Zhao family girl will suffer this disaster."
Some people kept lamenting and sighing, feeling sorry for the grandpa who was about to marry him.
Han Wudao's eyes gradually became cold, and he said in a cold tone: "Everyone, this is something that is beneficial to our Han family. If you don't do it for yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth!"
Everyone in the Han family fell silent.
After a moment of silence, these people stiffly agreed.
"Haha, that's right."
"Yes, marrying my ancestor of the Han family is also a blessing for that woman."
"Yes, her status has been directly promoted to that of my Han family's grandma, and she has been respected by the Han family for generations. This is not a disaster. This is obviously a blessing."
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Everyone in the Han family laughed stiffly and agreed to the dark marriage.
Han Wudao's expression softened, and he turned to bow slightly to the portrait of the ancestor of the Han family at the ancestor worship ceremony.
The portrait of the ancestor of the Han family, an old man with gray hair, age spots on his face, and cloudy eyes, probably never thought until his death that he could get married again after his death.
"Grandpa, you don't have to be alone in the underworld. There will be a woman to accompany you, and you will be happy and free."
Han Wudao put in the incense candle.
"Wushuang, you stay here and continue to host ancestor worship. I have to rush back to the capital to discuss the details of the marriage with the Zhao family and some plans to fight against Mr. Wang and his group."
Han Wudao left in a hurry.
Han Wushuang took the phone and laughed loudly: "The ancestor worship continues, the rituals and music continue, the Han family's divine pattern masters continue to do their jobs, beware of possible weirdness!"
The ritual musicians nodded in agreement and continued to play, play and sing.
As the funeral rites and music sounded, the entire Han family compound felt very happy.
But at this moment, a group of fierce figures as fast as locusts leaped high and stepped heavily on the wall of the Han family's courtyard.
"Ah! Who are you!"
one of the ceremonial musicians shouted in panic.
Suddenly, the entire Han family courtyard fell silent, and everyone looked at the courtyard wall in panic.
"Who are you, how dare you break into the Han family compound without permission!"
Han Wushuang had a sullen face, raised his head and shouted: "Do you want to die?"
On the courtyard wall, Qin Feng asked Qin Zhen and Fang Xiu in a low voice: "It just happened. Did you all hear it?"
Fang Xiu silently pulled out the two black gold steel knives tied to his back, his eyes were extremely cold, and he looked down on everyone in the Han family, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.
"Damn, I heard you!" Qin Zhen gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red: "These beasts, they appear to be human beings, but they do such beastly things behind their backs!"
At this moment, Zhao Qinglong's eyes were bloodshot, and his head was full of black hair. He looked like a ferocious beast about to go berserk, exuding a terrifying killing intent that could be felt by Qin Zhen next to him.
"I don't care who you are or where you come from. Get out of Zhao's house now or we will kill you without mercy!"
Han Wushuang roared again.
Fang Xiu said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, kill."
In an instant, one after another powerful figures shattered the courtyard wall and rushed towards them like meteors. Everyone in the Han family panicked and fled in all directions.
