As night fell, Fushou Village immediately became quiet. The villagers returned to their homes, but they kept discussing the strange thing that happened in the village.
"This wedding was arranged inexplicably. There is no one in the old Zhang family. Could this be a ghost marriage?"
"I haven't seen the bride from beginning to end. What kind of marriage is this? And who is the groom?"
The villagers were a little confused about this marriage, but at night, the two white lanterns hanging at the door and the looming candlelight in the house seemed particularly strange. Even though the soldiers were transferred, no one dared to go up. Join in the fun.
There was no festive feeling in the yard decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, but rather a gloomy feeling.
There was a dazzling array of food prepared, and three sticks of incense were lit on each bowl of rice, gradually burning out in the wind.
After all preparations were completed, Yan Qilin and the others hid behind the osmanthus tree directly opposite the house.
The thick osmanthus tree trunks were just enough to cover the figures of several people.
Feng Yun didn't say anything until the end, just quietly watching Fatty and others getting ready.
But Kong Jie next to him was confused, and in his opinion, the wedding was held inexplicably.
There were no guests and friends from all over the place as expected, and there was no big banquet.
Although the whole house is decorated with the festive color of red, in this silent night, even the two red lanterns at the door have an indescribable feeling of weirdness.
The fat man had already put on the oversized fengguanxiapei and sat quietly on the wedding bed.
The clothes were very heavy, especially the hair accessories on his head, which made the fat man feel an unprecedented sense of hardship.
Originally, according to Fatty's plan, the person sitting here pretending to be the bride should be Ma Ling'er.
But in the end, he was sitting here in a nondescript manner, which made the fat man feel congested.
There was no light on in the room, only the red candle flickering weakly.
Zhang Dong was still repeating the hanging process. Seeing this scene, the fat man was really speechless.
"Brother, why don't you take a break? I'm tired looking at it..."
Zhang Dong didn't make any response, he just repeated the painful process over and over again with a dull expression.
This is true for all suicides. If you open your eyes, you will find such ghosts everywhere in this city made of steel.
Therefore, since ancient times, suicide has been regarded as an unforgivable felony in all folk customs and religious doctrines.
It's a pity that most people are not deeply aware of this.
As time passed by, the clock on the wall was approaching midnight.
The fat man leaned against the cabinet, a little drowsy. There was no movement at this time, so the fat man couldn't help but mutter in his heart, could this method be useless?
The village was already quiet. Since there were no street lights, the only thing in the village was the door of Zhang Dong's house, which was lit with two red lanterns, emitting a faint light.
The breeze blew by, and the leaves of the laurel tree where Yan Qilin and others were hiding rustled. This was the only sound in the silent environment.
The two people, who had been tensing their nerves, were also a little exhausted at this moment.
Until now, the River God has not been attracted. Whoever it was would have felt a murmur in their hearts.
Aren't you fooled?
However, at this moment, Ma Ling'er, who was about to speak, saw Yan Qilin make a silent gesture, and then pointed in the direction of the village entrance.
At the entrance of the village, through the street lights on the road outside the village, a slightly stooped figure could be seen walking slowly towards this side step by step.
The moment they saw this figure, Yan Qilin and others frowned, and even Kong Jie felt a little surprised.
The people in the village had already rested in the middle of the night, so why would anyone come to the village?
Along with the figure, there was a burst of cheerful humming.
The voice sounded a little hoarse, but the tone was cheerful, and it seemed that the person was in a good mood.
"Woof...woof...woof..."
From the other end of the village, there were waves of dog barking.
There are not many households with dogs in Fushou Village. At least according to the survey results during the day, only the strange old man living at the foot of the mountain has a big black dog.
As the villagers said, the big black dog never barked during the day, and every time it barked it happened in the middle of the night.
And the sound sounded a bit strange. The cry was very slow and lasted for a long time.
Something strange flashed across Ma Ling'er's eyes, and she suddenly recalled something Feng Yun mentioned in class.
The barking of dogs is very particular. As the saying goes, "bite people hard, bite gods slowly, bite ghosts slowly".
Folks have always believed that black dogs are psychic and can see things that ordinary people cannot.
And when the black dog barks very urgently, it means that a stranger is coming.
But if the cry is slow and lasts for a long time, it is biting at a passing god or ghost.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but ever since this figure stepped into the village, the sound of dogs barking could be heard.
At this time, as the figure gradually approached, with the faint light of the lantern, Yan Qilin and the others finally saw the face of the person clearly.
This is an old man, but his face looks a bit tricky. His face is thin and his cheekbones are high. From the perspective of physiognomy, this old man should be that kind of tricky person.
Just when several people looked at the old man with confusion, they found that the old man was slowly standing under the red lantern.
He was wearing red clothes and holding a marriage certificate in his hand.
The old man stood under the red light, opened the marriage certificate, looked at it, looked up at the front, then happily opened the door and walked in.
Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er looked at each other, then looked back at Feng Yun in shock.
But the expression on Feng Yun's face at this time was half-smiling, and the look in the old man's eyes was somewhat intriguing.
"Is this the river god?"
"It's not the same as I imagined..."
While Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er were discussing, they looked towards the door and saw that the old man did not directly open the door and enter the room, but was sitting at a table.
The dishes on the table were obviously made of paper, but the old man picked up his chopsticks and ate happily.
Besides the white rice, the only real thing on the table was the jug of wine.
Not to mention, this old man really didn't regard himself as an outsider, he just sat there and started drinking by himself.
After a moment, he stood up happily, opened the door of the back room unsteadily, and walked in.
At the same time, when he heard the noise coming from the door, the fat man immediately woke up.
With the faint light in the house, he soon saw a pair of feet, slowly walking into the house...
This made the fat man subconsciously hold his breath for a moment. Due to the red hijab, he could not see the face of the visitor temporarily.
But looking at this person's gait, he looks a little older, and his singing voice is still hoarse.
"Eighteen-year-old bride and eighty-year-old man, wearing red makeup under the quilt..."
The old man hummed a cheerful song in a hoarse voice and walked into the house happily.
The lighting in the room was indeed a bit ambiguous. When he saw the bride sitting on the bed, the old man's eyes suddenly shone with joy.
He rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to get to the bedside. He smiled and touched the bride's leg:
"Little beauty, your husband is here."
As he spoke, his hands moved up his legs.
The fat man who originally wanted to see the situation couldn't bear it anymore.
At this moment, the old man also felt that something was wrong with his hand, and muttered in confusion:
"Why are you so chubby? I don't like fat people..."
However, just as he finished speaking, the old man felt a black shadow coming in front of him, and then he flew out.
The fat man kicked the old man in the face, and the unsuspecting old man hit the cabinet at the back, covering his eyes and groaning.
"Oh, what's wrong? Are you going to murder your husband?"
The fat man pulled off the red hijab in one go, stared angrily, pointed at the old man lying on the ground and yelled:
"Old man, open your eyes and take a good look. Do you dare to touch Fatty?"
The old man was obviously startled, and he obviously didn't react. How could the beautiful eldest daughter in his imagination turn into a fat man with a fleshy face?
"Old pervert, you don't even know how old you are, why are you really here to get married?"
The fat man grabbed the old man's neck. Visibly to the naked eye, the old man's hands were filled with a dark green light. Then the fat man felt a force brewing in the old man's body.
But the fat man, who had been prepared for a long time, would never give the old man this chance.
He immediately took out the talisman he had prepared long ago and stuck it on the Dazhui point on the back of the old man's neck.
The originally flooding green light disappeared in an instant. The old man lowered his head in a panic and tried a few more times, but found that he could not mobilize any power at all.
But the old man had no strength, but the fat man did. He grabbed the old man and beat him up.
If Yan Qilin and others hadn't heard the wails coming from the house, they would have rushed in and stopped the fat man.
I'm afraid this old man has been beaten into disgrace.
Feng Yun and Kong Jie then entered the room, but Feng Yun still looked like he was watching the fun.
Kong Jie looked at this strange old man with confusion. How should I put it? This man had a bit of a sinister look and a slutty look on his face.
Yan Qilin pulled the fat man away, but the old man kept covering his face and kept wailing:
"Don't slap me in the face, don't slap me in the face!"
As the fat man grabbed the old man's collar again and pulled him up, Ma Linger quickly pulled off the red cloth covering the mirror.
At that moment, everyone saw that what was reflected in the mirror was not the old man's face, but a wrinkled animal face.
After taking a closer look, the fat man suddenly realized.
The river god of Yongan River is actually an old turtle!
As the picture in the mirror flashed by, Kong Jie rubbed his eyes in confusion, only to find that everything in the mirror returned to normal.
This made him confused for a moment. Was what he saw just now real or a dazzle?
Inevitably, Kong Jie murmured even more in his heart.
Based on the current situation, he has already realized that something is wrong.
After being beaten by the fat man, the river god was obviously very depressed.
He looked at the fat man and the others with aggrieved expressions and asked:
"Who are you?"
As soon as he heard what the River God said, the fat man became very angry, especially since he was almost touched all over by the old man just now.
“Old man, we are from the polling bureau, and as a river god, you only need to pay tribute and not work.
As a result, when I mentioned marriage, you came running away! "
Upon hearing this, the River God wiped the corners of his mouth not to be outdone:
"That's not the marriage certificate you sent me. I'm a bachelor. This is the first time someone is offering a bride. Can I not come?"
The fat man rolled up his sleeves and was about to come up again, but luckily Yan Qilin held him back.
"Tell me honestly, why did you say nothing when the sermon was given by the river?"
Yan Qilin's question made River God stunned, and then he waved his hand:
"I don't know anything, and it's useless for you to ask me."
"fart!"
The fat man stared, pointed at the nose of the river god and said:
"As the God of a River, how could you not know what happened in the Yong'an River?
What is going on with that ghost ship? As a river god, you allow evil spirits to harm people's lives, and now you are pretending to be stupid here.
Is it possible that you are secretly colluding with that evil spirit? "
Hearing this, the River God stood up in excitement, and then shook his head sincerely:
"I don't dare to talk nonsense, I don't have that ability.
Although it is true that I am a river god, no one has offered incense to me for many years, otherwise I would not have been beaten by you at your request. "
While talking, the River God sniffed aggrievedly and rubbed his swollen eyes:
"You are really mistaken, there is no ghost ship, and there is no human life.
Let me go quickly, I have told you everything you know. "
The fat man and the others looked at each other, not because they believed what the river god said, but because they found that this old guy was really cunning.
The performance is so sincere that even those who don’t know the story may believe it.
The fat man gritted his teeth in hatred, grabbed the River God by his collar and walked out.
At this moment, Zhang Dong's ghost was still hanging on the beam. The fat man pointed at Zhang Dong, looked at the river god and shouted:
"Old man, it's already this time, and you're still talking nonsense?
All three of his family were buried in the Yong'an River overnight, and he couldn't bear to hang himself here.
Do you dare to slap your chest in front of this ghost and say that there is no evil in Yongan River? "
Beside Fatty, Yan Qilin drew out the ancient meteorite sword very cooperatively.
This posture is obviously saying that if you dare to say the wrong thing again, this sword will kill you.
Sure enough, the river god was obviously stunned on the spot.
He looked up at Zhang Dong who was hanging from the beam, and a bit of unbearability began to appear in his eyes.
Under the pressure of several people, the River God finally sighed deeply:
“Well, now that you all know, it doesn’t hurt to tell you.
There are indeed ghost boats in Yong'an River, but I really don't know what is causing the trouble.
I haven't had incense for many years. Although I am an earthly immortal, without people offering incense and offerings, I am not even as good as an ordinary wild monster.
I had seen this young man before, and I was the one who pushed him to the shore.
Who would have thought that he could not escape this disaster in the end..."
(End of chapter)
