I'm just a soldier, why should I fight you in a duel?

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The night is like water and the moonlight is sultry.

The wind and snow covered everything on the ground, as if it had washed away the entire Daqian.

Little do they know that the flawless white snowflakes are a natural protective umbrella for demons.

People cannot leave their homes and have difficulty moving around, but demons can roam the world and do whatever they want.

Winter is the carnival of demons and the death anniversary of people.

In Banpo Village,

At this moment, no one even lit the lights, and the whole village seemed like a dead zone.

A group of villagers in ragged clothes and pale faces stood at the entrance of the village.

They held torches, their bodies trembling constantly, and they just stared at the extremely white dirt road in front of the village.

The dirt road was unremarkable and full of potholes, but for some reason, in their eyes, it was like Naihe Bridge or Huangquan Road. It was scary, but there was no way to escape.

In the middle of the crowd stood a half-grown boy.

Although his body is a little thin, he has a handsome face. If he were in the city, he would at least be the number one rabbit in the brothel.

He was wearing a red and black groom's suit, with a big red flower tied on his chest, as if there was a happy event today.

But who has a happy event in the evening?

"Yang Wei! Yang Wei!"

The village chief with a deer head and rat eyes held a torch and bumped the lean Yang Wei a few times with his elbow. His lips trembled and he forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

"My child, you are enjoying your time with the Mountain Goddess. You should be happy no matter what!"

The village chief swallowed, his eyes still not daring to leave the dirt road.

"If the Mountain Goddess likes you, that's a blessing you won't be able to achieve in eight lifetimes."

When Yang Wei heard such shameless words, he couldn't help but clenched his fists hard, feeling extremely stuffy in his chest, he turned his head and asked.

"How about we change it?"

"You..." The village chief pointed at Yang Wei's face and stamped his foot hard. His expression seemed to have a hint of hatred for iron.

"How come you kid is so ignorant!"

"If you really escape, I'm afraid our Banpo Village will be the first to suffer!"

"There are so many uncles and aunts in the village who have watched you grow up. Can you really bear to let them suffer such a disaster?"

Anger suddenly ignited in Yang Wei's eyes, and he tore off the big red flower on his body.

"What does it have to do with me whether you die or not?"

"Watch me grow up?"

"Is it a joke about labor and management?"

"You bunch of worthless bastards!"

When the surrounding villagers saw this, their expressions suddenly became fierce. They held torches and formed a circle around Yang Wei.

They can tolerate the insults, but if this kid runs away, the Mountain Goddess will definitely slaughter the village, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

Although this group of people are afraid of demons and officers and soldiers, they are not afraid of people like themselves.

The village chief emerged from the crowd with a gloomy face and pointed to the dilapidated house at the west end of the village.

"Yang Wei! Don't worry, we will treat your mother well after you leave! Take your red flowers quickly! Otherwise, the Mountain Goddess will not be dissatisfied."

When Yang Wei heard the word mother, the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished, as if someone had poured a few ladles of cold water on him.

The clenched fists slowly unclenched, and an ugly smile appeared on the stiff face.

He knew that this was a naked threat from the village chief, but unfortunately he had no choice but to compromise.

"It's a joke! Village chief! Don't argue with me!"

He picked up the bright red flower from the ground, patted the snowflakes on it, and put it on his chest again.

"That's right!"

As if he could change his face, the village chief patted Yang Wei on the head, with a thief's smile on his face.

"Since I was a child, I have seen that you are sensible. You are a good material..."

Didi da da

clang clang clang...

A burst of festive gongs, drums and suonas suddenly sounded. The village chief couldn't help but trembled, his eyes were full of fear, and he hurriedly gave instructions to the people around him.

"Hurry up and kneel down! Keep your head down for a while. Don't make the Mountain Goddess angry!"

After everyone heard this, they knelt down on the ground without hesitation.

Only the young man named Yang Wei was holding his neck and refused to kneel down.

The villagers are like a mirror in their hearts. Once they are chosen by the Mountain Goddess, they will end up dead.

Therefore, there is no need to care too much about people who are about to die!

The mist rolls,

The wedding team seemed to teleport, from far to near.

Yang Wei stared at the dirt road with wide eyes, but there was not a single footprint on the white dirt road.

This time it's really doomed

!

The young man let out a long sigh, turned his head and looked at the dilapidated tile house, shouting in his heart.

"My child is unfilial, I can only take care of you in the next life!"

In the night, the strange wedding procession arrived at the entrance of the village like teleportation.

Ting ting ting...

Two black tall horses stepped on the gray fog and stopped in front of everyone.

Behind them was a big red sedan chair, carried by eight pale-faced sedan bearers with strange smiles.

Such a scene, just looking at it makes people pale and their brains lack oxygen.

Next to the team, the heavily made-up matchmaker swayed her body left and right, floated all the way to Yang Wei, grabbed his wrist, and said in a very stiff voice.

"Son-in-law! Please get on the horse!"

Yang Wei was about to speak when he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he sprayed a mouthful of yellow soup on the face of the matchmaker.

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers were frightened and kowtowed to the wedding procession frantically.

"It's none of our business. It's Yang Wei who disrespected the Goddess of the Mountain!"

"Don't kill us!"

"Yang Wei still has a sick mother on the bed. If the Goddess of the Mountain is not satisfied, just take her away!"

Yang Wei turned his head in disbelief. He really didn't believe that the beastly words just now would appear in the mouths of these people.

They promised to take good care of their mother!

"You beasts! Didn't we agree... I will fight you!"

At this moment, his whole body was trying to break free from the black hand of the wedding lady, and then rushed over to tear the mouths of these people.

It's just a pity,

"Son-in-law! Please get on the horse!"

The empty eyes of the wedding lady turned strangely, and then the strength in her hands increased instantly.

Yang Wei really couldn't get rid of the power that did not belong to mortals.

The wedding lady seemed to feel his resistance, and finally had to force him onto the horse.

Sitting like being fixed on the saddle, he couldn't even move his butt.

Yang Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted at the villagers kneeling on the ground.

"If I know that you treat my mother badly, I, Yang Wei, will make you regret it!"

The fog rolled again,

The whole wedding procession changed direction instantly!

Seeing this, the villagers wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and breathed a sigh of relief.

A skinny middle-aged man muttered in a low voice.

"Who cares about your mother! I can't even support myself!"

Many people nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

"Yes, yes! There is not much food left in my family! This year's heavy snow fell so early again!"

"I am not willing to treat my own illness, do you want us to pay for the treatment of the dying person?"

"Anyway, he will definitely not survive. If we can reunite his mother and mother as soon as possible, it will be a good thing!"

Hearing this, the crowd instantly quieted down.

Some people had fierce gleams in their eyes, and some people had a hint of cruelty on their faces.

...

It was late at night,

Countless stars appeared in the dark sky.

In the dark mountains, a group of strong soldiers were marching quickly.

Every soldier was exhausted, but their eyes were bright, as if they were filled with some kind of expectation and excitement!

Because their lieutenant said that some of them might be able to enter the evil body realm today.