Nightmare Attack

The village chief hesitated for a moment, then suddenly realized, "You are Tanhualang's eldest brother, right?"

"A eldest brother is like a father. It is appropriate for Tanhualang's eldest brother to sit in this position. Search on Google to read." Another respected old man in the village said, twirling his beard.

After a moment, Jiang Cheng suddenly understood that she was not afraid of Wu's strength, but was worried about Wu's relationship with herself.

After all, she had injured Wu before, and Wu was her eldest brother. She was worried that she would be caught in the middle and be in a dilemma.

Later, the ghost bride bowed slightly to Wu.

When you get married, according to the etiquette regulations, big gifts can be used to win. In other words, wearing some clothing and decorations that are higher than your status in ceremonies, weddings and other occasions is not considered arrogant.

Even if he has no official rank, the groom can still wear the official uniform of the ninth rank, and the bride can wear a phoenix crown and a rosy veil.

The status of the newlyweds is evident.

It is definitely a great honor for a bride to salute a person on such a day.

Wu stood up immediately, his face slightly unnatural.

It was obvious that he wanted to leave, but he couldn't let go.

The fat man saw Wu's embarrassment and waved quickly, calling in a low voice: "Come here, brother Wu, we stand together."

Du Moyu also greeted him.

Seeing that there were steps, Wu followed the trend and walked away.

The village chief wanted to go up and talk to him, but after noticing Wu's expression of keeping away from strangers, he wisely shut up.

Later, under the guidance of the elders in the village, Jiang Cheng and the ghost bride completed a series of preparation rituals.

The village chief specially sent someone to bring out several sets of tablets from the Wu family ancestral hall and place them in front of the incense eucalyptus.

Jiang Cheng and the ghost bride stepped forward to offer incense.

Fatty and others frowned as they watched the complicated ceremony. Everyone was looking forward to exciting, preferably restricted-rated sessions.

"The village chief said there is no bridal chamber." Du Moyu sighed with regret.

Wu frowned when he heard this, and then turned his head and glanced out the door as if he noticed something strange.

There was a large group of villagers watching the ceremony standing outside the door. Xian Wu looked beyond the crowd, getting further and further away. After a while, a strange excitement flashed in his eyes.

"The auspicious time has come——!"

Someone shouted loudly from the doorway.

The village chief and other elders in the village smiled so much that their faces burst into laughter. After today, Empress Dahe's resentment was relieved, which was a relief for herself and the village.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

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"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

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"Couple greetings!"

Jiang Cheng was very cooperative in every aspect, but his movements and expressions were a little nervous. He had never been married before, and this was his first time.

But he was not the only one who was nervous, the bride was even worse than him.

Jiang Cheng clearly saw the bride's hands folded up and down as if at a loss, and the cheeks that were accidentally exposed under the hijab were blushing.

Even with the MC's prompts, the movements were a little clumsy.

Of course, the master of ceremonies did not dare to say anything else. As long as the empress is happy tonight, nothing else matters.

The sound of crackling firecrackers sounded just right outside, and the whole village was filled with a festive atmosphere.

Just as Jiang Cheng was thinking about how to escape, suddenly, a small hand was stuffed into his palm.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help being stunned, but he realized it later. The bride raised her head slightly, and Jiang Cheng could feel a blazing gaze through the layer of bright red fabric.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, because of what happened to the eldest lady of the Wu family.

In order to survive, he often said some sweet words without sincerity to make girls happy.

But this time, he couldn't even open his mouth.

He didn't dare to make any promises, even as Lu Jianli.

Because he didn't dare to think how disappointed this young lady from the Wu family would be after he left.

Seeing that the situation was almost over, the village chief came with several elders in the village to congratulate him, "You two newlyweds, it's getting late now. Logically speaking, we should send you to the wedding as soon as possible, but just now the state government sent someone to say that there is There is an urgent matter and I need Xinke Tanhua Lang to rush over. You two can watch..."

In front of Empress Dahe, the village chief did not dare to make up his mind for the two newcomers, so he posed the question to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment, then said in an angry tone as if he dared to harm my good deeds: "I really didn't come early and didn't come late, but I just happened to come at this time. Fortunately, my wife is not only as beautiful as a fairy, but she also understands righteousness. Otherwise, if she were an ordinary village girl, she would be acting like a fool."

"Ah, yes, yes!" the village chief echoed.

Jiang Cheng held the bride's hand and said affectionately: "Madam, please go back and rest first. I'll go see what the state government wants to do with me."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng turned around and left, "Village chief, lead the way!"

But the next second, Jiang Cheng didn't take a step forward because his hand was grabbed by a hand as soft as boneless.

This hand seemed weak, but Jiang Cheng just couldn't break free.

He didn't dare either.

"Madam." Jiang Cheng said with a smile, "What are you..."

Seeing this, the village chief hurriedly explained, "I say... Bride, your husband is doing this seriously, and... and this wedding is too hasty, we are not well prepared, and your new house has not been completely packed, so... our village I can’t let you make do with it, right?”

The bride has no intention of letting go. Her attitude seems very clear that she can make do with it.

"You can make do with me, but I can't. I'm still a child!" Fatty heard what Jiang Cheng was thinking.

After a while, the bride pulled Jiang Cheng out of the door.

The villagers automatically divided into left and right sides and moved out of the way.

Jiang Cheng felt uneasy, not knowing where the Ghost Bride was going and what she was going to do to him.

Wu held the knife in his arms and followed them not far behind with a look on his face that he didn't mind the excitement.

When he reached the courtyard, the scene in front of him made Jiang Cheng's heart tremble, and the village chief and others who followed him were even more frightened.

In front of them, dozens of paper figures were neatly arranged.

What's more, these paper figures don't come empty-handed.

Some carry pieces of satin cloth on their backs, and hold lanterns with the word "happy" or "mandarin duck" in their hands, and some carry tools on their backs, as if they are ready to work at any time.

As the ghost bride raised her arm, the paper figures seemed to be awakened and ran in one direction.

The ghost bride held Jiang Cheng's hand and slowly walked in the direction where the paper man was running.

Stepping on the bluestone road under his feet, Jiang Cheng had never felt so uneasy.

Finally, they came to an antique house.

A group of paper figures were busy inside, cleaning, hanging lanterns, and pasting red paper.

There were also a few people picking up tools, making clanging noises. They didn’t know whether they were repairing tables or reinforcing beds.

Jiang Cheng immediately understood that this room was once Miss Wu's boudoir.

And now, after the paper people have finished repairing it, it has become their new house.

It's too late to say anything now. The only thing that can prevent this from happening is nothing.

But when he turned around and was about to call for help, he happened to see the corners of Wu's mouth curl up, looking expectantly at the paper people rushing in and out.