I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Big red lanterns, big red candles.

The bright red wedding hall was filled with red light.

This color, which symbolizes joy, looks extremely terrifying in the deserted village filled with white mist.

In the wedding hall, on the seats on both sides, villagers sat dumbly, their necks drooping, motionless, like corpses placed on chairs.

Yang Shou glanced at the Xitang, then looked at the sedan chair, thought for a while, and finally stepped up and walked into the Xitang.

The wedding dress is not an ordinary evil spirit, especially on the day it gets married.

In this strange white mist, even Yang Shou couldn't see clearly the reality of the deserted village.

However, he can be sure of one thing.

The conspicuous red flower bridge is empty.

The wedding dress is not in it.

where is it

Right now, until the wedding dress is not found.

He decided to go ahead with the process.

Anyway, since the wedding dress is going to be his bride.

It will definitely show up at the time of worship.

"Unexpectedly, it was the first time that I walked into the wedding hall as a prospective groom."

"The other half, of course, is irrelevant."

Yang Shou smiled and walked into the wedding hall.

The moment he entered, he felt a sudden chill all over his body.

This feeling has not been experienced for a long time.

The strange power in Xitang seems to be even stronger.

And it contains unknown changes.

Somehow, Yang Shou felt that his body was much heavier.

"Um?"

The couple ring on the left middle finger suddenly felt a tingling sensation.

It seems to be a reminder, but it also seems to be a warning.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Shou was a little puzzled, then raised his head and looked at the situation in the wedding hall.

Those villagers with the death-on-the-head rule can't threaten him at all.

The host matchmaker is just a living paper man, with obsession at most.

What is the reason for the change of the ring?

"The rest of the guests, please also enter the wedding hall and witness together."

The matchmaker yelled sadly.

Huang Ye and his companions looked at each other, hesitant.

A wedding is obviously more dangerous than a banquet.

It is easy to get in, but it may be difficult to get out alive.

"Follow that man!"

In the end, Huang Hua made up his mind.

This dungeon is related to Dark Marriage.

Let the wedding dresses get married smoothly, perhaps it is the way to conquer the dungeon.

However, it is difficult to tell the ending of the person who becomes the weird bridegroom.

They couldn't figure out why Yang Shou was attracted by the wedding dress trick after Yang Shou made a fuss.

But now, they can only follow Yang Shou, hoping that after the other party and the wedding dress get married, they can find a chance to leave.

"This guy is very strong, but also very strange."

"But I haven't heard of it in Jinghai, which is a bit strange.

"If you can get out alive, you have to check him."

Huang Ye secretly looked at Yang Shou and thought to himself.

But soon he smiled wryly again.

The dungeon this time is in bad luck.

He actually didn't hold out much hope.

"The bridegroom has arrived, and the guests have arrived.

"Ask the bride to get off the sedan chair."

When everyone stood up, the matchmaker started shouting again.

The paper people who had stopped at first started whistling again.

The suona sound was loud and high-pitched, spreading throughout the deserted village.

The bearer, with a frozen smile on his face, lifted the red sedan chair, came to the wedding hall step by step, and put down the sedan chair.

The bright red curtain shook slightly.

Huang Ye and the others lowered their heads, wanting to look but not daring to look.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the sedan chair.

"Why doesn't the wedding dress come out?"

Huang Ye and the others were in shock.

Yang Shou frowned slightly, for a moment he didn't understand what he was trying to do.

He knew that the sedan chair was empty at all.

The wedding dress is not in it.

"Is this some kind of wedding custom?"

Carefully recalling the various rules of getting married.

None, is a similar situation.

However, Yang Shou remembered another thing.

If I remember correctly.

in some places.

When the bride gets off the sedan chair, her feet cannot touch the ground.

The groom needs to carry it into the wedding hall.

"Huh? Back into the Xitang?"

Recalling what happened after entering Xitang.

Sudden chill.

A reminder of couple rings.

Yang Shou suddenly had an absurd guess in his mind.

The bridal sedan chair seemed to be just a cover-up to attract attention.

The real wedding dress trick may have appeared here since he entered the wedding hall.

Silent Ditch Tongtian Dragon Tattoo.

But there was no response at all.

The power of the tattoo was isolated by some kind of weirdness.

Yang Shou sighed, having made up his mind.

He turned his head slowly and looked behind him.

He saw the red hijab, which was draped over his shoulders.

A woman, who didn't know when it started, lay on his back.

Red dress, phoenix crown and Xiapei.

"Husband, you found me."

The woman blows gently, with a cold tribute.

Her arm stretched out lightly, catching Yang Shou's neck.

The wedding dress is tricky!

She can suppress the dragon tattoo!

Yang Shou's heart sank, knowing that he still underestimated the wedding dress on the wedding day.

Perhaps, it already exists at the same level as the Hongguang Homeland rule giant beast.

At first, Yang Shou was able to defeat the rule behemoth.

It is because the body of the giant beast is composed of malice.

As for Yang Shou, there is a sea of ​​malice hidden in his heart.

Therefore, he was able to devour the giant beast approaching the fierce god instead.

But now, facing the same level of treachery in the wedding dress.

The sea of ​​malice will definitely not be so useful.

What's more, before he knew it, the wedding dress had already arrived on his back.

Feel the strange erosion of the body.

Without hesitation, Yang Shou opened his mouth to shout out to the world.

However, as soon as the first word was uttered, consciousness fell into an inexplicable vortex.

In the desolate small mountain village, accompanied by a loud cry, in a certain farmer's family, the whole family rejoiced.

"I have a son!"

Holding the infant in his arms, the man happily said the name he had already chosen.

"Little guy, our family is used to being poor, and I don't expect you to be successful.

"As long as you are safe and sound, a long life is enough."

"So, the name I gave you is Yang Shou."

"Shoubi Nanshan's birthday!"

Yang Shou grew up gradually, smart and well-behaved, very popular with his family.

And in the village, it is also very popular.

The villagers were happy to see him, and many children of the same age followed him all day long.

Among them, the one who has the best relationship with him is Huang Ying, the neighbor's old man Huang's girl.

When the children play house, Yang Shou's bride will always be Huang Ying.

Gradually, even the two adults decided that these two little guys would definitely be a couple in the future.

In this regard, the Yang family and the Huang family made a baby marriage.

"Yang big brother, you will marry me in the future, right?"

Huang Ying asked with a smile.

Yang Shou opened his mouth and said hesitantly:

"I guess so."

"What is it?" Huang Ying shook Yang Shou's arm and began to act coquettishly: "Quickly say, I am your bride.

"R..."

Just as Yang Shou was about to speak, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, and many unclear pictures flashed in his mind.

An inexplicable impulse made him push Huang Ying away.

Running fast, he came to the small hill beside the village.

Looking at the whole village, his small face showed a puzzled expression.

This place where he grew up since he was a child made him feel very strange.

"But why?"

Yang Shou thought for a while.

"Shou'er, what are you doing here?"

"You made little Huang Ying cry."

"That's your future bride, why don't you coax her?"

Behind them, the old couple of Yang's family chased up and advised them softly.

Yang Shou turned around and stared at his parents again and again.

"What's wrong, Shou'er?"

Father Yang and Mother Yang said with a smile.

But Yang Shou always felt that their smiles were fake.

"You are not my father, and you are not my mother.

Yang Shou said like a ghost.

Yang's father and Yang's mother turned pale with anger.

"Unfilial son, can you say it again?"

"Raising you so hard, you don't even recognize your parents?"

Furious, Father Yang raised his palm, making a gesture to hit him down.

Yang Shou raised his head and looked at him calmly.

"You try hitting me?"

The palm hovers in the air.

The expression on Father Yang's face fluctuated, and finally he snorted coldly and retracted his palm again.

Yang Shou felt ridiculed inexplicably, shook his head, and walked down the mountain.

He is only seven or eight years old, and his back looks very thin.

But Father Yang and Mother Yang looked at him with panic on their faces.

They seem to be very afraid of this son.

Time passed year by year.

This mountain village, which seems to be isolated from the world, has not changed much.

It's just that Yang Shou back then has become a tall and straight young man.

Huang Ying became a juicy girl.

The relationship between the two is still very close.

She is the golden boy and jade girl that everyone in the village is optimistic about.

one night.

Father Yang was sitting at the dining table, and suddenly said:

"Shou'er."

"You're both grown up."

"The baby girl back then, it's time to go.

Looking back on Huang Ying's delicate face, Yang Shou hesitated.

"Are you married?"

These years, Huang Ying has been sticking to his side, almost inseparable.

Gentle, infatuated, clever.

Seems like a perfect bride.

But, he still felt something was wrong.

"I always feel like I have another woman in my heart."

...asking for flowers......

"Looks like there's more than one."

"Could it be Cuihua, Erya and the others?"

"But none of them are as good-looking as Huang Ying."

Yang Shou couldn't tell, but he just felt that he seemed to be looking forward to getting married.

But it is not looking forward to marrying Huang Ying.

But looking forward to the marriage itself.

It seemed important to him.

He nodded and bought Father Yang's proposal.

Soon, the two families fixed a good day and auspicious day.

On that day, the whole village hangs red lanterns from house to house.

"congratulations."

"congratulations!"

The villagers congratulated each other.

Wearing a bright red dress, Yang Shou stood beside the wedding hall, waiting for the arrival of the bride.

Suona.

gongs and drums.

Amidst the festive music, the bearer carrying the red sedan chair came from a distance and stopped in front of his eyes.

"Officer groom, don't you want to carry the bride down?"

The matchmaker urged.

Yang Shou hesitated for a moment, walked over, and threw his body away.

Snow-white arms stretched out and wrapped around his neck.

The body sank.

Huang Ying, who was wearing a bright red cape, had already laid down on her stomach.

"Yang big brother, I'm finally going to be your bride."

"Um

Yang Shou just responded.

Huang Ying's body was very light, as if she would float away at any moment.

Her body was also strangely cold.

Not feeling happy in his heart, Yang Shou remained silent, carrying Huang Ying on his back, and stepped into the wedding hall.

The parents of the two families were sitting tall, smiling happily.

Put Huang Ying down.

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Looking at the red hijab covering each other's head.

With a twitch in his heart, Yang Shou's heart twitched, wanting to step forward and open it.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He wanted to take a closer look at Huang Ying's face.

"Oh, what's the new rush?"

"You have to worship the heavens and the earth and the high hall first, and only after the husband and wife have worshiped each other can you lift the hijab."

The matchmaker stepped forward to stop her, laughing and laughing.

Yang Shou shook his head.

"No, I must see the bride again."

Puchi laughed, and the matchmaker cheerfully said:

"Ten or twenty years have passed, haven't you gotten tired of watching it?"

"You and Huang Ying have a really good relationship."

"How long has it been since we haven't seen each other, just looking at her like this?"

"No, you must pay three respects before you can see the bride."

The matchmaker deliberately emphasized the last sentence.

It seems that the ritual of three prayers is very important.

Yang Shou originally wanted to insist, but at this moment the bride stretched out her hand and grabbed him.

While the two were holding hands, Yang Shou felt a chill in his left middle finger, but the bride at this moment brought him a feeling of intimacy.

"this…………"

He froze, seeing the bride under the red hijab shaking her head slightly, preventing him from speaking.

The matchmaker began to urge again at this time, "Hurry up and start the ceremony, it's getting late."

"good."

Holding the bride's hand, Yang Shou felt very comfortable.

He no longer resists the ritual.

"A bow to heaven and earth."

The bride and groom kowtow and worship the gods of heaven and earth.

The matchmaker looked at this scene, her eyes flashed with joy and pride, as if the plan had finally succeeded.

"Second obeisance to the high hall."

The bride and groom still do the same.

But the matchmaker vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the direction of the couple's prostration.

It seems that they are not the elders of the Yang family and Huang family.

But this step is irrelevant.

She suppressed her excitement and shouted out the third point:

"Husband and wife salute!"

Yang Shou turned around, and the bride turned around too.

Across the red hijab, their eyes seem to have blended together.

The movement is slow, but firm.

The two bowed slowly.

"It's done in three weeks."

"Life and death are bound together, and life is inseparable!"

At this moment, the matchmaker's voice was particularly high-pitched.

"The groom can take off the hijab."

Without hesitation, Yang Shou stepped forward and removed the red hijab.

Under the hijab was a beautiful face.

That kind of beauty, so shockingly beautiful, is enough to make everything in the world feel sad.

Along with Yang Shou, everyone was stunned by the beauty of the bride.

However, after regaining consciousness, the matchmaker screamed:

"Who is this?"

It wasn't until the hijab was lifted that she realized that the bride was not a minister.

But it should have belonged to Huang Ying!

The entire mountain village exists just for Huang Ying's wedding!

"Nizi, where's Huang Ying?"

Father Yang got up angrily, pointed at Yang Shou and cursed.

Yang's mother also stood up angrily, and together with Huang's parents and surrounding villagers, they scolded Yang Shou.

"I have endured you for a long time."

Yang Shou strode out, stretched out his palm, twisted hard, and twisted Yang's father's head off. After taking a look, he murmured:

"Who the fuck are you?"