Chapter 33: Turmoil on all sides
Chapter 33: Turmoil on all sides
At night, five o'clock.
Old Wu successfully overcame various difficulties and arrived at the bride's boudoir.
"Phew, we're finally here. If the questions you guys had been more difficult, we wouldn't have had time to rest."
Old Wu pushed open the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his girlfriend leaning against the head of the bed in her red wedding dress.
"Old Wu, don't talk too long, we're about to leave."
"Hurry up and change your suit into a groom's suit, otherwise you will be late for the bride pick-up."
Behind him, the best man glared at the bride's best friend several times, then joked to Old Wu.
"Okay, I know, we'll set off after we rest for a while."
Old Wu is a person with relatively conservative ideas, so when he and his girlfriend held their wedding, they did not choose the popular Western-style wedding, but instead adopted a Chinese-style wedding.
"Damn, it's such a horrible day on a big day."
The best man walked over to Old Wu and sat down, complaining.
Upon hearing this, Old Wu nodded, it was indeed true.
First there was a funeral, and then the authorities began to disperse people, saying that anti-social elements had entered the village.
As a result, there were not many guests at their banquet, making it seem very unpopular.
In these rural villages, the guests who come to weddings or funerals often represent how highly regarded the family is in the village.
The absence of guests meant that the family was not welcome, and in the eyes of the elderly, they were clearly not welcome.
However, considering that this is an official matter, the impact is not that great.
On the other side, the situation was similar for the family hosting the funeral.
Keeping vigil was not a popular thing to begin with, and with the official chaos, there were less than ten people keeping vigil.
That means there are two mahjong tables and two people who go to burn paper and incense from time to time.
"It's five o'clock, right? It's time to call someone."
An older man looked at his watch with a worried look on his face.
The fortuneteller they hired calculated the time for the funeral to be held at seven in the morning.
Therefore, they needed to ask someone to prepare the meal before six o'clock.
A funeral is a physically demanding job and one cannot do it without being well fed.
"Well, didn't those guys from the city drive the guests away? Let them come and help."
Someone pointed with dissatisfaction at a man in black who was standing at the door in front of him like a sentry.
"Okay, since they're all here, let's ask them to help. It's just setting up the tables and chairs and stuff. There's already someone cooking."
The man nodded. He felt resentful that such a thing happened during a funeral.
As the sky gradually brightened, a streak of pale light flashed across the sky, and some pedestrians began to appear on the village streets.
Some of them rushed to the center of the village, and some rushed to the entrance of the village.
But what can be noticed is that they all move very quickly.
"Hmm? No, what's going on with you guys?"
"Who told you to come out now? And why are you walking with her? Don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"
Suddenly, in the early morning, the voice of an old man caught everyone's attention.
The village is not big, and many people have left the village, so the old man's voice can be heard by people from both funerals and weddings.
"What's going on? Shall we go check it out?"
Hearing the noise, Han Mo and Liu San hurried towards the place where the sound came from.
About a hundred meters ahead, there is a corner.
An old man was pointing at two figures in front of him, one red and one white.
After reaching an agreement with Changfeng Newspaper, Zhang Hao and the ghost bride have been walking on this strange road.
As they continued walking, they didn't know how much time had passed, when suddenly the newspaper slowly burned. The next moment, Zhang Hao and the ghost bride appeared in the village.
Zhang Hao had just entered the village and was about to take a look at the situation when the ghost bride took him deeper into the village.
After that, it’s the current situation.
They had just come out of an alley when they ran into the old man.
No one knew what was going on, but when the old man saw them he started pointing and talking.
"I'm telling you, not only are you walking around in mourning clothes, but you're also wrapping your face with a white cloth. Are you treating the affairs of the village as a joke? Who are your parents? I have to have a good talk with them."
The old man looked at Zhang Hao with rage.
Just then, footsteps were heard not far away. As these people approached, Zhang Hao roughly understood the situation here.
This seems to be a village that hosts both happy and sad events.
No wonder this old man would point fingers at me.
To be honest, Zhang Hao had a face covering with a tear imprint of his face, and he was wearing mourning clothes. Just looking at him in this village looked weird, so it was no wonder that the old man was angry.
"And you, you're going to get married soon, and you're still out with other men. Don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"
The old man then looked at the bride and started pointing at her.
"Don't!"
At this moment, a figure in the distance blocked the old man's way.
"Quick, take this old man away."
Han Mo shouted to the men in black, then looked at Zhang Hao and the ghost bride warily.
"Hey, old man, I'm not too old to walk."
The old man was held up by several men in black, struggling and shouting in dissatisfaction.
When other villagers saw this, they were also shocked and began to stop them, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.
"What happened?"
Zhong Shan brought Wang Lin over and asked a question, but soon discovered the presence of Zhang Hao and the ghost bride, and his face immediately became alert.
"Is this the Red and White Devils?"
At the same time, Jiang Shangbai also came over with two people from not far away.
"Jiang Shangbai? Your circle of friends is here too?"
Han Mo glanced at Jiang Shangbai, but still stared at Zhang Hao and the ghost bride.
Because while they were talking, Zhang Hao had already started moving.
Some incomprehensible spiritual phenomenon occurred. Han Mo and the others only felt that at this moment their legs seemed to be pushed forward by someone, trying to make them kneel down.
At the same time, a strange "wooooooo" crying sound was heard in the air.
"not good!"
Han Mo's face was startled and he looked behind him hurriedly.
Sure enough, as the crying sounds began, at this time, many people in the village had sad looks on their faces and knelt on the ground.
Someone tentatively pushed those who were kneeling, but these people fell down immediately after being pushed lightly. They did not move, with only expressions of fear and sadness on their faces.
At this moment, the villagers seemed to have discovered that the red and white figure did not seem to be someone from their village, but some incomprehensible strange thing.
In fear, everyone could only run away screaming, but suddenly they stopped, turned around, knelt on the ground, and started crying to Zhang Hao and the ghost bride in front of them.
Hearing those people's cries, the other villagers were so frightened that they were about to collapse and just wanted to escape.
Because this kind of crying is simply a death warrant. Whoever kneels on the ground crying is destined to die. The corpses on the ground before are the best proof.
However, how could their escape be as fast as the spread of their cries?
In a blink of an eye, some people's faces were half filled with fear and half with tears, and they knelt down and cried to Zhang Hao and the ghost bride.
(End of this chapter)