Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 89 The Ghost Marriage (3)
"Tomorrow is the day to see off the relatives, it's better to be careful." Fei Xiao sat on the edge of his bed holding a candle, her eyes were full of worry.

Wang Zijin looked at the flickering candle in his hand, and felt that the future waiting for the two of them was also as unpredictable as this strange flame.

Early the next morning, Wang Zijin was woken up by the noisy voices coming from the courtyard, he hurriedly tidied up and went out to watch the excitement.

I saw a lot of people in the hall, blowing and blowing, and there was a big red sedan chair in the middle of the courtyard.

Zhao Shanren had a miserable look on his face, and gave happy money to those young men who were getting married, but the villagers looked like they had nothing to do with them, and a few people folded their arms and seemed to be watching the fun.

When Wang Zijin saw these people, he immediately felt that human feelings are warm and cold, and the world is cold and cold, but that's all.

"Zi Jin, there are still two hours to go before the auspicious time." Fei Xiao stood beside him at some point, her folding fan was shaking slightly, she looked very leisurely, "You stay in this house, you have to be careful everywhere."

"What else can I do here?" Looking at his bright smiling face, Wang Zijin felt extremely uneasy, held his hand tightly and said, "Fei Xiao, you don't need to be in any danger."

Fei Xiao smiled, walked out of the crowd, pulled the horse and turned over, leaned over and said to Zhao Shanren: "I don't want to start now, I'm afraid it will be late."

Tears rolled from Zhao Shanren's eyes, he pulled the horse's rein and said, "Young Master Hu, you can promise this old man that Zhuxi will come back alive."

"Okay, I promise you." Feixiao has already galloped out of the yard, under the towering tree, in the sunlight, Feixiao is standing outside the door in white clothes, the sunlight shines on him through the layers of green leaves. A tiny ray of light.

Wang Zijin stood on the stone steps of the hall, watching Fei Xiao immediately stop under the tree from a distance, and felt very sad in his heart. How many unknown horrors are hidden in these layers of mountains?
Fei Xiao is gone, can she come back safely?
While he was worrying, a deafening sound of firecrackers rang in his ears. He looked back and saw two women helping a slim figure onto the sedan chair.

The wedding dress was bright red, inlaid with pearls and jade, and embroidered with gold borders. Looking at the back of the bride, Wang Zijin felt as sad as a pain in his heart.

In the smoke filled with firecrackers, the wedding procession carried the sedan chair out of the courtyard with drums and gongs, and there were people behind them carrying various offerings, and the group set off.

Seeing Fei Hong in the distance, she also rode her horse and walked ahead. Wang Zijin looked at the bustling procession. Is this the procession for the wedding ceremony?

It was so auspicious, so lively, and there were children booing around, but it was a marriage related to death, a procession going to hell.

As soon as the team left, Zhao Shanren squatted at the door of his house and began to cry loudly. Wang Zijin hurried over to comfort him, and finally dragged him into the house.

After comforting him, Wang Zijin went back to rest.

It was noon at this time, and he felt uneasy, and kept looking out of the window, where did Fei Xiao and the others go?Is it in the deep mountains?When should I come back?

At this moment, the rustling sound of skirts rubbing against each other came to my ears again.

Wang Zijin was already extremely nervous, when he heard the voice, he hurriedly turned over and got off the bed, and stretched his head to look out the window.

A woman happened to be walking outside the window, with a slender figure and a light manner. The dazzling sunlight reflected her shadow on the green window screen, which was as mysterious and beautiful as a silhouette.

When Wang Zi entered the room and saw the figure, his heart started beating wildly with a sudden sound.

Could this be the woman he saw every night?Could it be that the woman in the light red dress didn't just appear in a dream, but there really was such a person?

He opened the window tremblingly, only to see her slender back, the gorgeous dress, so dazzling in the sun, ethereal and unreal.

Seeing that she was about to go far away, Wang Zijin boldly asked in a trembling voice, "Miss, who are you?"

The woman heard Wang Zijin's voice and turned her head slowly.

It can be seen that there is an elegant side face, lacquered eyes, gorgeous appearance, and a smile on her rosy cheeks. She is the eldest girl of this family, Zhuyu.

"My lord, why are you so forgetful?" Zhuyu stood in the corridor and smiled charmingly at him in the shadow of a tree all over her body.

Looking at her smile, Wang Zijin couldn't help being stunned.How could it be her?Do you dream of pearls and jade every night?No, no, that woman is obviously slimmer and more sinister than her.

But this bright red dress embroidered with dark gold thread, gorgeous and terrifying, is clearly the same.

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"Zhuyu?" Wang Zijin stood outside the door and asked suspiciously, "How could it be you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Zhuyu's eyes widened, and she smiled sweetly, "Prince Wang, I'm from this family, what's wrong with coming here?"

"This, isn't this the guest room?" Wang Zijin scratched his head, looked around again, and made sure that he didn't go to the wrong place.

"I just read a book in the study for a while, this is the only way I have to go back to my room."

"The only way to go?" Wang Zijin couldn't help being afraid when he heard this, "Where is the study?"

"That's right there." Zhuyu stretched out her slender hand and pointed behind Prince Jin, "Behind that wall is the study room, and after you come out, you will pass through the courtyard and you will find this corridor."

The prince heard it, and looked in the direction she pointed, and it was the bluestone wall where the woman he dreamed of every night disappeared.

The wall doesn't look scary in the daytime, but stands silently in the shade of the trees. The delicate texture of the stone is clearly visible, as if it is keeping some secret.

Is it really just a study?What else is there in the study?
Thinking of this, Wang Zijin plucked up the courage to bow to Zhuyu and said, "I have a merciless request."

"Huh? Please tell me, Mr. Wang."

"I'm a scholar. I love books by nature. I hope Xiaosheng can be allowed to visit the study."

After hearing what he said, Zhuyu's complexion suddenly turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "You, you want to go to the study?"

"good."

"It's not very convenient today, let's do it tomorrow." Zhuyu waved her hands repeatedly.

"Your sister is getting married today, no one is in the study, right?" Seeing her appearance, the prince strengthened his determination to go in.

Zhuyu's complexion sank, she bit her lip and said, "Okay, I'll take you there right now."

After finishing speaking, she walked in front slowly, Wang Zijin looked at Zhuyu who was leading the way, and felt that she seemed to be thinking while walking, as if she was extremely reluctant to come by herself.

The two walked through the courtyard, stepped on some wild flowers, and walked up a few stone steps. Zhuyu pointed to a pear-blossom door in front of him and said, "This is the study."

"Mr. Hu, you also wore white clothes when you were getting married, isn't it a bit frustrating?" Zhuxi teased Feixiao in the sedan chair.

"Frustrated or not, it's not about what color you wear." Fei Hong laughed, "Girl, what's the use of wearing an auspicious color?"

Hearing what he said, Zhuxi opened the car curtain, revealing a graceful tearful face, "Young Master Hu, it's already time, so don't laugh at me, do you think I will be eaten by ghosts?"

"No." Fei Xiao shook her head and smiled, "There are no ghosts in this mountain at all." Since he came here, he found that the fog in this mountain is clean, and there is no miasma at all.

"But the previous brides all died in the mountains."

"Maybe it's a beast." Fei Xiao said as she got off her horse, the road ahead was very rough, and she couldn't ride a horse.

Zhu Xi looked at his back and said, "Young Master Hu, you won't abandon me, will you?"

Fei Xiao turned her head to look at her small face exposed from the bridal sedan chair, a trace of unbearable expression flashed across her face, "Zhuxi, are you afraid of death?"

Zhuxi shook her head, "I'm not afraid of death, I've had almost nothing to be afraid of since my mother died." After saying that, she suddenly covered her face and began to cry, "I'm just very sad, sad, and want to cry, and I also want to cry. do not know why."

Fei Xiao lowered her head and hurried on the road, the road under her feet was rough and overgrown with weeds, but the two bearers carrying the sedan chair beside her looked very relaxed.

Those two walked lightly, and their footprints on the ground were not that deep.

Feixiao looked at the swaying weeds, and heard Zhuxi's whimpering, and couldn't help but feel sad. At this time, the mountain wind was picking up, and the wedding procession was almost at the top of the mountain.

In fact, death has already come, just like the wind, when it blows, it doesn't have to leave traces.

He looked at the majestic mountains, it was past noon, the sun was slanting to the west, casting a faint, gentle afterglow on the towering rocks and among the lush forests.

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When the sun was setting, the wedding procession climbed to the top of the mountain, and everyone put the sedan chair and sacrifices on an open grass.

Then a thin middle-aged man put on clothes made of colorful cloth strips and a grimace mask, and began to dance and shout.

He couldn't hear what he said very clearly, it seemed like a dream or a curse, accompanied by the cold mountain wind, it sounded very scary.

The sorcerer danced for another half an hour, the sky had already darkened, and the cold wind made people's scalp numb, and at first a few young men who accompanied him couldn't stand it any longer and clamored to go back.

After a while, the wizard finally stopped dancing, opened the sedan chair curtain, and muttered something.

Zhu Xi in the bridal sedan chair was already scared out of her wits, but when she suddenly saw the sedan chair curtain lifted and a ferocious grimace appeared in front of her eyes, she couldn't help crying.

Seeing her, Fei Xiao hurried over and put her hand on the wizard's arm, "Enough is enough, it's important to go down the mountain now."

The group of bridegrooms couldn't stand it any longer, and they all yelled, "That's right, that's good, it's important to go down the mountain."

The wizard was stunned for a moment, wearing a mask on his face, unable to see his expression clearly, he seemed to put down the car curtain reluctantly, and followed the group of people down the mountain.

Fei Xiao didn't go with them, and immediately stood beside Zhu Xi's sedan chair, and the mountain wind blew his clothes fluttering with the wind.

"Mr. Hu, what should we do?" Zhuxi whispered in the sedan chair after everyone dispersed, "Can you go down the mountain with them?"

"No, we're not leaving." Scarlet's clear eyes stared at the woods ahead.

Among the shadowy bushes and weeds, a black figure is slowly emerging.

When he saw the black shadow, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to copy the jade flute from his waist, are you coming?So fast?Is this the so-called mountain ghost?

Suddenly, a dark wind picked up, blowing sand and rocks on the grass, and the pearls and jade on the sedan chair made a crisp collision sound, and the white horse under Fei Xiao's crotch also neighed in fright, and stood upright like a human being.

Then a black thread as thick as an arm seemed to be alive, and jumped out of the forest with a sudden sound, heading straight for the two of them.

Holding his breath, Wang Zijin slowly pushed open the pear-blossom wooden door in front of him.

What unfolded in front of his eyes was a neatly furnished study room, the dark nanmu bookshelves were densely packed with books, and a long table of pear blossom wood exuded a simple luster in the middle.

"Girl's study is really elegant." Wang Zijin hurriedly laughed when he saw it, walked in, and picked up a book on the shelf to read.

"This study room originally belonged to my father, because it was relatively close to my room, so I used it by myself afterwards." Zhuyu said after him.

Wang Zijin looked back at her, was it because she was wearing this light red dress, or the light in the room was too dark, why did he feel that Zhuyu was particularly sinister?

"Then Lingmei doesn't need it? This study?"

When Zhuyu heard this, her face turned cold, and she picked up a book to read, "She used it in the past, but she stopped using it two years ago."

"Oh, she doesn't like reading?"

"No." Zhuyu hugged the book and turned a few pages, "She can't use it anymore."

Before the prince came in to ask again, Zhuyu put the book in his hand on the table, "My lord, read the book first, Zhuyu excuse me." After finishing speaking, she opened the door and walked out, then closed the room casually Door.

Wang Zijin never thought that Zhuyu would leave herself alone in this study. Is there really nothing weird in this study, so she is so relieved?

He thought about looking back at the books on the bookshelf, and half of them were about gods and ghosts, including "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu" and "Sou Shen Ji", which seemed to be new, stacked neatly on top of each other. bookshelf.

Could it be that the family has become concerned about ghosts and ghosts in recent years?Could it be that this mountain ghost is haunting it?

He picked up a book at random to read, and after flipping through it, he turned to a chapter directly, and someone put a sandalwood bookmark in the book.

What caught his eyes was the four big characters "Death turns into a demon", followed by some words like "The body dies, but the god does not die".

He flipped through a few more books, and they all marked the chapters about dead people turning into monsters. Aren't these all lies?How can a dead person be easily demonized?

Could it be that someone really wants to turn the dead into a demon?Then who is dead?

He was thinking to himself, but he didn't realize that the door was opened a gap, and there was a pair of black and white beautiful eyes peeping secretly through the narrow gap.

Ten

Seeing the black line heading straight for Zhuxi's sedan chair, Fei Xiao jumped off the horse with a vertical leap, and stretched out her hand to block the monster.

The black thing seemed to be a tentacles, and it rolled onto his jade flute with a viscous liquid, smelling fishy.

"Oh, what are you doing like this, how can I play it in the future?" Fei Xiao felt angry, and before she finished speaking, the jade flute in her hand had already turned into a long knife, and the tentacles were chopped into seven or eight pieces in one stroke. Falling to the ground, twisting and struggling.

"Young Master Hu, Young Master Hu, what is this?" Zhuxi heard the voice and was about to pull open the sedan chair curtain.

"Don't look, it's just an illusion." Fei Xiao looked at the depths of the woods, who is this, stealthily manipulating these things in the dark?These monsters obviously shouldn't exist in the human world, who imagined them and gave them a shape?
He stretched out his hand, swiped the long knife, and a stream of fire burned along the trajectory of the black tentacles with a whirring sound. The fire was extremely fast, and it reached the depths of the woods in a blink of an eye.

Then there was a mournful wail from inside, and a scorched smell wafted out.

"Mr. Hu? What's the matter? Why is it so bad?"

"I'm grilling meat, isn't it fun?" Before Feixiao finished laughing, dozens of tentacles stretched out from the woods, and rushed towards Feixiao's face like sharp swords.

"Why are there so many?" With a wave of Fei Xiao's long knife, several tentacles were cut off, and she leaped vertically to a high place.

Seeing that Feixiao was on a high place with no support, her tentacles turned around, as if she had eyes, and jumped straight towards the white shadow in midair.

"Where are you going this time?" A figure in the jungle was squatting on a rock, with a small altar in front of him, and in his hand was playing with a grass ball made of lantern grass. Earthworms look extremely creepy and scary.

The man was watching the battle excitedly, when suddenly his neck felt cold, and it turned out that someone was holding a sharp knife to his neck.

He trembled all over, and saw that the blade was blood-red, and the handsome and elegant figure of the young man in white was reflected on the surface of the blade that was as cold as water.

"You, why are you here?" He seemed not to believe his eyes, shaking like chaff.

Fei Xiao looked at him with a smile on her face, her handsome face was full of complacency, "Old man, why are you playing with such a disgusting thing?"

"You, aren't you over there?" He pointed to the white figure fighting in the open space in the distance, "Why are you here again?"

And the white-clothed boy in the open space was already tightly surrounded by black tentacles, his life was in danger.

Feixiao smiled and said, "Take a robe to lie to you, do you really take it seriously?" After saying that, she stretched out her leg and kicked the earthworm ball in his hand, and stepped on it again. The earthworm struggled and crawled towards the surrounding grass.

Then he lifted his foot to kick the altar with the burning incense burner again.

When the man saw it, he hurriedly said: "Don't break my spell." With a long body, the whole face was exposed in the moonlight, it was the wizard who summoned the gods.

"Please spare my life, don't break my spell." The wizard kowtowed like garlic.

"So what if it's broken?" Fei Xiao said as she withdrew her long knife, "Will the spell you cast on others be passed on to you?"

The wizard's face turned pale under the moonlight, with big beads of sweat dripping down his face, and he said in a trembling voice, "No, that's right."

Fei Xiao pulled up his collar and said with a smile: "Tell me, what is going on, and I will spare your life."

(End of this chapter)