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Chapter 116 Bite People Tightly, Bite God Slowly, Bite Ghosts Slowly

As night fell, Fushou Village fell silent immediately. The villagers returned to their homes, but they kept discussing the strange thing that happened in the village.

"This marriage is inexplicable. There is no one in the old Zhang's house. Could it be a ghost marriage?"

"I haven't seen the bride from the beginning to the end. What kind of marriage is this, and who is the groom?"

The villagers felt a little puzzled about this marriage, but at night, the two white lanterns hanging at the door and the faint light of the candles in the house looked very strange. Even though the soldiers were transferred away, no one dared to go up Join in the fun.

In the decorated courtyard, there was no such festive feeling, but rather gloomy.

The food made is dazzling, and three sticks of incense are lit on each bowl of rice, and they are gradually burning out in the wind.

After everything was ready, Yan Qilin and the others hid behind the osmanthus tree directly opposite the house.

The thick laurel tree trunk can just cover the figures of several people.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Yun didn't speak, but quietly watched Fatty and the others get ready.

But Kong Jie beside him was at a loss. In his opinion, the wedding was also inexplicable.

There are no imaginary guests and friends from all over the world, and there is no big banquet.

Although the whole house is decorated with red festive colors, in this silent night, even the two red lanterns at the door have an indescribably weird feeling.

The fat man had already put on the oversized phoenix coronet at this time, and was sitting quietly on the 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, Ma Ling'er should be sitting here pretending to be the bride.

In the end, he sat here nonchalantly, which made the fat man feel stuck.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the red candle flickering faintly.

Zhang Dong was still repeating the process of being hanged, 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, but just repeated the painful process over and over again with a dull expression.

This is true for all suicides. If the eyes of the sky are opened, such ghosts can be found 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 teachings.

It's a pity that most people are not deeply aware of this.

As the time passed by one minute and one second, the clock on the wall was approaching midnight.

The fat man was leaning against the cabinet, a little drowsy, and there was still no movement at this point, so the fat man couldn't help but mutter in his heart, maybe this method is useless?
The village was already quiet. Since there were no street lights, there was only Zhang Dong's house in the whole village, and two red lanterns were lit, emitting a faint light.

As the breeze blew past, the leaves of the osmanthus trees where Yan Qilin and the others were hiding rustled. This was the only sound in the silent environment.

The two of them, who had been tense all the time, were a little exhausted at the moment.

Until now, the River God has not been attracted, and whoever it was would have a murmur in his heart.

Don't you fall for it?
However, at this moment, Ma Ling'er, who was about to speak, saw Yan Qilin make a silent movement, and then pointed towards the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, with the help of the street lights on the road outside the village, a slightly hunched figure could be seen walking slowly step by step.

The moment they saw this figure, Yan Qilin and the others frowned, and even Kong Jie felt a little surprised.

People in the village had already rested in the middle of the night, so why would anyone come to the village?

Accompanied by the figure, there was also a burst of cheerful humming.

The voice was a little hoarse, but the tone was cheerful, and it seemed that the person was in a good mood.

"Wang...wang...wang..."

From the other side of the village, there were bursts of barking dogs.

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's family living at the foot of the mountain has a big black dog.

It's really like what the villagers said, the big black dog doesn't bark once during the day, and every time it barks it is in the middle of the night.

And the sound sounded a bit strange, the sound was very slow and lasted for a long time.

There was a strange flash in Ma Linger's eyes, and she suddenly recalled an incident that Feng Yun mentioned in class.

The barking sound of the dog is very particular, as the saying goes, "bite people tightly, bite gods slowly, and bite ghosts slowly and slowly".

Folks have always believed that black dogs are psychic and can see things that ordinary people cannot see.

And when the black dog barks very urgently, it means that a stranger has come.

But if the cry is slow and lasts for a long time, it is biting at the passing gods or ghosts.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, since this figure stepped into the village, the sound of barking came.

But at this time, as the figure approached gradually, Yan Qilin and the others finally got a clear view of the face of the comer with the help of the dim light of the lantern.

This is an old man, but he looks a bit tricky, with a thin face and high cheekbones. From the perspective of physiognomy, this old man should belong to that kind of tricky person.

Just when several people looked at the old man in doubt, they found that the old man was slowly standing under the red lantern.

He was wearing a red dress and was holding a marriage certificate in his hand.

The old man stood downstairs under the red light, opened the marriage certificate, read it, then looked up at the facade, then pushed the door happily and walked in.

Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er looked at each other, and then looked back at Feng Yun in astonishment.

But the expression on Feng Yun's face at this time was half a smile, 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 discussing, Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er looked towards the door, and the old man he saw didn't push the door directly to enter the room, but sat at a table.

The dishes on the table were obviously made of paper, but the old man picked up the chopsticks and started to eat them.

Apart from the white rice, the only real thing on the table was the jug of wine.

Not to mention, the old man really didn't regard himself as an outsider, he just sat there and poured himself a drink.

After a while, he stood up happily, pushed open the door of the inner room unsteadily, and walked in.

At the same time, the fat man immediately woke up when he heard the movement from the door.

With the help of the weak light in the room, he soon saw a pair of feet slowly walking into the room...

This made the fat man subconsciously hold his breath for an instant. Because he was covered with a red hijab, he could not see the face of the visitor clearly for a while.

But judging from this person's gait, he looks a little old, and this person's humming voice is still very hoarse.

"Eighteen brides and eighty young men, the mandarin ducks are dressed in red makeup..."

The old man hummed a cheerful song in a hoarse voice, and walked into the house happily.

The light in the room really looked a bit ambiguous, seeing the bride sitting on the bed, the eyes of the old man suddenly shone with joy.

He rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to move to the side of the bed, and touched the bride's lap with a smile:
"Little beauty, your husband is here."

While talking, his hands moved up his legs.

Fatty, who wanted to see the situation, couldn't hold it anymore.

At this moment, the old man also felt that something was wrong with his hands, and muttered with some doubts:
"Why is it so fleshy, the old man doesn't like fat..."

However, when the voice fell, the old man only felt a black shadow approaching in front of his eyes, and then he flew out.

The fat man kicked the old man in the face, and the unsuspecting old man slammed into the cabinet behind him, covering his eyes and moaning.

"Oh, what's the matter, this is, you want to murder your husband?"

The fat man tore off the red hijab, stared angrily, pointed at the old man who fell on the ground, and yelled:
"Old man, open your eyes and take a good look, fat man, do you dare to touch him?"

The old man was obviously taken aback, and he obviously didn't react. Why did the big girl who was originally imagined to be as beautiful as a flower turn into a fat man with a face full of flesh?

"Old man, don't even look at how old you are, you're really here when you say you're getting married?"

The fat man grabbed the old man's neck, and the old man's hands could be seen with a dark green light, and then the fat man felt a force brewing on the old man's body.

But the fat man, who had been prepared for a long time, would not give the old man this chance.

He immediately took out the talisman paper that he had prepared a long time ago, and stuck it on the Dazhui point on the back of the old man's neck.

The originally flooded green light disappeared in an instant, and the old man lowered his head in a panic and tried a few more times, but found that he couldn't mobilize any power at all.

But the old man lost his strength, but the fat man did. He grabbed the old man and beat him up.

If Yan Qilin and the others hadn't heard the howls coming from the room, they would have rushed in to stop the fat man.

I'm afraid the old man has been beaten so badly.

Feng Yun and Kong Jie also entered the room afterwards, but Feng Yun still had an expression of watching the excitement.

Kong Jie, on the other hand, looked at this strange old man suspiciously. How should I put it, this man has a bit of a mischievous look and a complex expression on his face.

Yan Qilin pulled the fat man away, while the old man kept covering his face, wailing continuously:
"Don't slap me in the face, don't slap me in the face!"

As the fat man picked up the old man's collar again and pulled him up, Ma Ling'er also quickly tore 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 crumpled animal face.

After taking a closer look, the fat man suddenly realized.

The river god of Yong'an River turned out to be an old turtle!

As the image in the mirror flashed by, Kong Jie rubbed his eyes in confusion, only to find that everything in the mirror had returned to normal.

This made him a little unclear for a moment, was what he saw just now real or dazzled?

Inevitably, Kong Jie murmured even more in his heart.

Judging from the current situation, he has already realized that something is wrong.

After being beaten up by the fat man, the River God obviously lost his momentum a lot.

He looked at the fat man and the others with aggrieved faces and asked:

"Who are you?"

As soon as he heard the words of the river god, the fat man became very angry, especially when he was almost groped by the old man just now.

"Old man, we are from the polling bureau, and you, as a river god, eat tribute and don't work.

As a result, when it comes to getting married, you come running around! "

Hearing this, River God wiped the corners of his mouth not to be outdone:

"That's not the marriage letter you sent me. I'm a bachelor again. It's the first time someone enshrines a bride. Can I not come?"

The fat man rolled up his sleeves and was about to come up again, but fortunately Yan Qilin grabbed him.

"Tell me honestly, why didn't you say anything at the riverside lecture?"

Yan Qilin's question stunned Heshen, 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 river god's nose and said:
"As the God of One River, how could you not know what happened in Yong'an River?

What the hell is going on with that ghost ship? As a river god, you connive at evil spirits and kill people, and now you're just pretending to be stupid.

Could it be that you secretly collude with that evil creature? "

Hearing this, the God of the River stood up in a jerk, and then shook his head sincerely:
"Don't dare to talk nonsense, I don't have that ability.

Although I am a river god, no one has offered incense for many years, otherwise I would not have been beaten up by you. "

While talking, River God sniffed aggrievedly and rubbed his swollen eyes:
"You guys are really mistaken, there are no ghost ships, and there are no human lives.

Let me go now, I've told you everything I know. "

Fatty and the others looked at each other, not because they believed the words of the river god, but because they realized that this old thing was really cunning.

The acting is so sincere that even those who don't know it will believe it.

The fat man gritted his teeth in resentment, grabbed the river god's collar and walked out.

At this moment, the ghost of Zhang Dong was still hanging on the beam. The fat man pointed at Zhang Dong, then looked at the God of the River and shouted:

"Old man, it's this time, and you're still running the train with your mouth full?

All three members of his family were buried in the Yong'an River overnight, and he couldn't think of hanging himself here.

Do you dare to slap your chest in front of this ghost and say that there is no evil in Yong'an River? "

Beside Fatty, Yan Qilin drew out the Ancient Meteor Iron Sword very cooperatively.

This posture is obviously saying that if you dare to say a wrong word again, this sword will kill you.

Sure enough, the River God was obviously stunned.

He raised his head to look at Zhang Dong who was hanging on the beam of the house, and a bit of unbearableness began to appear in his eyes.

Under the persecution of several people, the River God finally sighed deeply:

"Well, since you all know, it doesn't hurt to tell you.

There are indeed ghost ships haunting the Yong'an River, but I really don't know what is causing the trouble.

How many years have there been no incense, even though I am an Earth Immortal, without people's incense offerings, I am not even as good as an ordinary wild monster.

I've seen the lad before, and it was I who pushed him ashore.

Who would have thought that he would not be able to escape this disaster in the end..."

(End of this chapter)