Showbiz Escape

Chapter 29 Red and White Deserted Village 11
The three of them stayed up until midnight, and finally made the entire wedding dress and hair accessories according to the drawings. Then, before they lay on the table for two hours, the matchmaker knocked on the door.

The powder on the matchmaker's face seemed to be thicker, giving people the illusion that scum would fall off when she spoke. She looked around when she entered the door, and finally her eyes fell on them with a half-smile.

"Why is there an embroiderer missing?"

Ye Lingchuan calmly pointed behind him: "Lie under the bed."

"Oh." She didn't seem too surprised, but just nodded, indicating that she knew, "I said earlier that the village is not peaceful at night, it seems that the embroidery worker didn't understand."

"It's normal, he doesn't understand human speech."

The matchmaker smiled: "Okay, it's okay, after you leave, I'll ask someone to clean it up."

Xiang Zhifeng heard that something was wrong, and couldn't help asking: "What do you mean after we leave? Where are we going?"

"Isn't this the news from Boss Wang that the girl from the Sun family didn't want to marry the young master of the village chief's family, so she hanged herself on the beam overnight. We need a bride now, and we need to go to the village chief's family first." Master go through the process."

"...What's the process? Could it be that you want to strangle the girl to be married to the ghost, but you didn't take care of the corpse, so you want us to go up first?"

Although he is not very clever, he has to admit that this guess is still reasonable.

It's a pity that there is no reason, the plot also needs to be carried out, and the task that should be done cannot be escaped.

The matchmaker didn't care what he said, she just continued with her own thoughts and turned her attention to Wen Zhuo next to her.

She took Wen Zhuo's hand, and her tone sounded friendly, but it was intrusive: "You are the only female embroiderer here, you are pretty handsome, and your stature is similar to that of the girl from the Sun family, so it is perfect for marriage instead."

The temperature of her hands was as cold as ice, wet and sticky, Wen Zhuo withdrew her hands in disgust, expressionless.

"So the wedding dress that has been sewn for so long is actually for me to wear?"

"Why, don't you like it? Marriage is the most important stage in a woman's life. Wearing a wedding dress is what many girls dream of, let alone a wedding dress sewn by themselves."

Sorry, not that feudal thinking.

Wen Zhuo secretly rolled his eyes, and decided to ask the business first: "Okay, besides putting on the wedding dress, what else do we need to do?"

"There are four bearers, there are still two missing, and the male embroidery worker can just make up for it."

After hearing this, Xiang Zhifeng said, "...you really know how to arrange things."

The matchmaker glanced at him: "Today the sedan chair will arrive at the door at midnight. Before that, you still have time to go to the temple in the north of the village to worship."

"Give me a favor? What are you praying for?"

She drew the tone sullenly, and read out the ballad word by word: "When the bell rings first, no evil spirits will catch you; second, the birds are frightened, but tree shadows won't entangle you; third, red and white do not conflict, but conflict must come." Give birth to a new wronged soul."

"Hmm... It's quite difficult to understand. Can you translate it for the translator?"

The matchmaker's eyes were full of contempt for his low education level. She didn't explain any more, just said "remember to dress up the bride beautifully", then turned and walked away.

Xiang Zhifeng turned to the two teammates in a daze: "Did you two understand the doggerel just now?"

Wen Zhuo and Ye Lingchuan nodded at the same time: "Understood."

"You can understand it?"

Ye Lingchuan smiled slightly: "Is this really difficult to understand?"

"..."

He felt that the other party was mocking him, but there was no evidence.

Now that the client's money has been collected, it is also one of Wen Juan's responsibilities to occasionally protect the client's self-esteem.

It was rare for her to show kindness, and comforted Xiang Zhifeng: "It's okay, there is a specialization in art. You are usually busy with acting and have no time to study. It is normal that you can't change your mind for a while."

"..."

No, why does this sound more and more awkward?

Xiang Zhifeng was very depressed, but he had nowhere to vent, so he simply changed the embarrassing topic.

"Forget it, then tell me, what should the three of us do next? We won't really go to the temple in the north of the village to worship, will we?"

"The npc asked you to bow, do you dare not?" Wen Zhuo said, "It's not too late, I'll go later."

So the three of them reluctantly filled their stomachs with the leftover steamed buns and pickled cucumbers from last night. Without further delay, they immediately went to find the temple in the north of the village.

Compared with yesterday, the weather seems to be worse today. It is daytime, but the sky is unbelievably dark, the fog is thick, and the wind is blowing like a blow.

They wrapped their collars tightly and walked against the wind on the dead branches and leaves all over the ground. After walking for about 10 minutes, they naturally took many detours on the way, and finally found the temple that the matchmaker mentioned.

Under the thin sunlight, the outline of a low building loomed. When I got closer, I found that it was very old, the steps were covered with weeds, the lintel was broken, the plaque was only half broken, and the inscription on it was already blurred .

Xiang Zhifeng took a closer look at the pillars at the entrance of the temple, and saw that the patterns carved on the mottled red pillars were all grotesque beasts, all of them were grinding their teeth and sucking blood, and they looked like evil spirits, which made people's hearts shudder.

He murmured a little: "Is this a decent temple? It stands to reason that the temple should be peaceful, but why is it so gloomy here?"

"This was originally a ghost village with a killing array." Wen Zhuo replied unhurriedly, "You can't force the temple in the ghost village to bring good luck to the living, who knows what kind of habitat it is actually here? ?”

"...You might as well not say it, because once I say it, I don't want to go in."

Ye Lingchuan saw every opportunity, and did not miss any chance to put him in danger: "If Mr. Xiang is afraid, you can wait here. Wen Zhuo and I will go in and see the situation first."

Xiang Zhifeng was really shaken: "It's fine, or the two of you..."

"No, Fengfeng." Wen Zhuo smiled slightly, and stopped his stupid thoughts in time, "No matter what happens inside, at least everyone can work together, but if you are alone outside, if something happens, we won't have time save you."

"……Oh."

She was really his dean of students.

Ye Lingchuan glanced at Wen Zhuo, and sighed almost imperceptibly. He raised his hand and pushed open the heavy wooden door, and took the lead to step over the threshold and enter the interior of the temple.

The ruined temple was actually not that big, and the layout and furnishings were very simple. The incense burner on the incense table was full of incense ash, and there were three sticks of unlit incense beside it.

Not far away is a box with a square shape. The strange thing is that there are no banknotes and coins in the box, but two bronze long swords and a shield.

Xiang Zhifeng wondered: "What is this for? Could it be that we want us to chop down the god statue?"

Ye Lingchuan's tone was cold: "Mr. Xiang really dares to think."

"...I just think about it casually."

"There are three futons here. It seems that we all have to worship, but..." Wen Zhuo looked thoughtfully at the statue enshrined above, "What is there to worship about this kind of statue?"

(End of this chapter)