It was like it was raining lightly all the time, and the leaves were drenched. The weather is also strange, when the shoes step on the muddy ground, they become heavier when they get up, and when you lift your feet, the soles of your shoes are full of mud. Li Zhonglou had experience, put on boots in advance, and also put on non-slip bags, and distributed them to Jian Du and Qin Zitao.

Qin Zitao was still wearing hiking shoes, and he also brought a pocket sleeve to put on it, but his pocket was torn off after two steps. It is much easier to use a special bag, and when he used to work with his grandfather, his clothes and shoes were very casual.

It is not easy to see the roofs of houses faintly emerging from the mountains, and some of them are still emitting smoke. The path slowly stepped out of the grass to the main road that had been carved out.

As he was talking, suddenly there was more gong music in the smoky forest, jingling bells and throats, accompanied by the indirect ringing of two bowls, so it was not lively. Then came the familiar festive sound of locks, tactful and loud, bringing some lively joy to the cold woods.

Jian Jue was still looking for the family send-off team and asked the others, "Hey, could this be the bride of the mountain god, ah?" Where? ”

Li Zhonglou replied to him, "If you meet it, you will take a detour, which is not a great joy." Their local mountain gods are not the gods of our traditional sense, what river gods and flower fairies Lei Gong. This is their local self-styled mountain god, and ordinary people are not allowed to see it, let alone violate the taboo of the mountain god. ”

Jian Jue understood, and he nodded: "I know, there are few such customs that people can visit. ”

However, the family send-off team only heard the sound, but disappeared for a long time, and the sound came and went. Sometimes it feels like it's in the gray mist around the corner, and sometimes it's like another mountain in the distance.

It was nothing, Li Zhonglou suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand and signaled the other two to be quiet. He tilted his head, as if listening intently for something. "That's not right..... It's not just a happy event..... Wrong. He reminded Jian Du softly, "There is also a funeral." It's also slowly approaching. ”

"Red and white!" Jian Jue blurted out, and what frightened him even more was that the sad and strong lock music on the other side also appeared out of thin air, flickering far and near, and he couldn't figure out the specific location at all. Two strands of music, one happy and one sad, one red and one white, go around and around, like two teams going around in circles.

The wind was howling, and the silence of the woods was gone, but the fog had become gloomy. The sound of the wind blowing through the woods was like the cry of a woman muffled or something, without any aura but crying poignantly.

"Not good! It's a crash! Jian Jue took out the red thread washed with glutinous rice water, wrapped it around his middle finger, passed through a few copper coins, wrapped it around pine branches and chicken feathers, and circled it around himself a few times, and gave the other end of the red thread to Li Zhonglou.

Li Zhonglou understood, wrapped himself around the soul guarding bell, took out the ashes of the incense burner from his backpack, and sprinkled them around the three of them.

Jian Jue immediately sat down, his hands sealed, "Qin Zitao, don't look around, don't hide if you encounter anything!" Have you ever learned how to break a braking? ”

"No, what do you mean by crashing?"

"It's just running into something that shouldn't have existed at the wrong time.... Now it's obviously noon, and suddenly there is a welcoming team that should go out at dusk, and there is a collision with the funeral team at the same time. .... It's coming, Qin Zitao, take these chicken feathers, if you notice someone pulling you, blow all the chicken feathers away in one go! Remember! Blow it all away! Li Zhonglou also took out the talisman.

The two teams walked out at the same time, blowing the corresponding music in a wooden manner, and the teams that sent joy or sorrow walked smoothly and stiffly, some with white hats, and some with red shoulders. Qin Zitao watched those people approach silently, he was at a loss, he could only force himself to concentrate, he knew that once he was distracted, he would be fascinated by ghosts.

The wind blew the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing a small corner, and Qin Zitao saw it! There really is a pair of feet in embroidered shoes inside! He picked up the red thread and wrapped it around his middle finger in the middle. wiped his face, and when he looked again, the person in the sedan chair turned into a big vase!

He could see it clearly because the two teams were already walking opposite the three of them, and they didn't care if there was anyone in the middle of the road, and wanted to pass through them stiffly. As soon as the two teams came, the fog around them spread to the surroundings, and they could not see the mountains or trees, and when they looked up, they could barely see the sky.

Jian Du sat and muttered something, with a serious expression.

Li Zhonglou seemed to be looking for an opportunity, but when he saw the coffins of several white-clothed people about to hit him, he didn't panic, and squatted down with his head down. Unexpectedly, those people stopped the coffin on his body, and saw that the movement was to press down. He put his hands against his own knife, but he was shocked, according to the weight of this coffin, it felt real!

And Qin Zitao felt that someone was pulling him, and quickly blew out the chicken feathers in his hand in one go, but there were auditory hallucinations in his ears, as if there was a chicken crow. When the rooster had finished crowing, the hands that were sticking out behind his back retracted. But the man in the palanquin lifted the curtain, stretched out his sleeves, and tied his waist.

It can't be true! Qin Zitao woke himself up, he couldn't

Immediately afterwards, the person playing the instrument made a straight face and helped the bride in the sedan chair to pull it. Qin Zitao was originally being pulled into the sedan chair, and he was about to close his eyes and accept his fate with a scream, but those people couldn't pull him for a long time, and even Qin Zitao himself was about to hang in the air. At this time, some copper coins collided, and Qin Zitao realized that one of his middle fingers was firmly tied to the red line.

Originally, there was a thin red line, but at this time, it seemed to be as strong as a thousand catties of chains, and those people couldn't pull it for a long time.

On Li Zhonglou's side, he let go of his knife, which could still hold the coffin for a while, and quickly took out an incense burner from his backpack, poured all the ashes into it, mixed it with a talisman, and then burned it. He felt the weight on his back, and immediately rolled over and kicked over the incense burner.

The ashes were sprinkled on the bodies of the white-clothed men, and they could not move.

Li Zhonglou got out from under the coffin, and the coffin fell to the other side and fell heavily to the ground. Each of them kept holding something in two hands, and no longer carried the coffin.

Li Zhonglou took out his knife and went to save Qin Zitao. A strip of yellow cloth full of scriptures was wrapped around the knife, chopped down, the red sleeves were broken, and Li Zhonglou got up and kicked into the curtain.

I only heard the sound of "clang", which was the sound of broken porcelain such as vases, and the wedding sedan chair was also thrown to the ground.

Finally, the fog dissipated, and the white and red dance clothes all disappeared, leaving only a coffin and a sedan chair, indicating that it seemed to be an illusion just now but not an illusion.

Qin Zitao was sweating all over, and he felt that he was about to finish. Only then did he realize that there were still two chicken feathers stuck to his hands and not blown out, because they were held too tightly before, and the chicken feathers were stuck with sweat. No wonder he was caught later.

Li Zhonglou lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and saw only the fragments of the broken vase inside.

Jian Jue stood up and wiped his sweat, "I thought I couldn't..., otherwise the three of us would have been taken away by these ghosts." ”

"Man," Qin Zitao patted him on the shoulder, "You can't say no." ”

Li Zhonglou asked Jian Jue to help push the coffin lid open, and Qin Zitao also came to help, and the three of them worked together to push the coffin lid open halfway. When he turned on the flashlight, Jian Jue screamed, the scene inside was completely unexpected!

I thought it was a virtual thing, but I didn't expect someone to be in it! A young girl in a red wedding dress with dead makeup!

"Dead ...... Dead? Qin Zitao took a few steps back, and he knew that there was no breath of a living person when he looked at the girl's pale face.

Li Zhonglou asked Jian Jue to quickly close the coffin, took out a few talismans and sealed them in various places, pasting them one by one, and sealing the side seams of the coffin, as if he was afraid of something coming out.

Qin Zitao asked, "Can this be subdued?" He could see a little bit of the doorway.

"The ghost bride's send-off procession should also leave at four o'clock in the morning, how can it be noon?" Jian Jue looked at this ceremony and understood that this was a folk sending a ghost bride.

The ghost bride is not a secret marriage, but a woman who died on the eve of the wedding, and she refuses to close her eyes because of resentment. In this way, it is very likely to turn into a ghost, and people will pretend to help them get married in order to appease these women. This is to let them leave with their hearts and minds so that they will not be entangled with others. This can't use a sedan chair, the coffin must be lifted, but there is also a special aspect: the coffin must also be covered with red cloth strips, tied into a big red flower, and circled three times. But the red cloth also had to be wrapped around the funeral flowers (papier-mâché white chrysanthemum), and the etiquette and the band could not be left behind. At four o'clock in the morning, the fifth watch of the morning, when the real yin and yang meet, rush out of the funeral and bury when the rooster crows. Three days later, on the day of returning to his parents' house, he had to sit in a small sedan chair, not red, and take a vase as a substitute for the bride to go back to his parents' house.

Li Zhonglou shook his head, different regions have different rules and customs, and it can't be said absolutely, but.... Li Zhonglou frowned: "This bride can't be reincarnated, she won't let her husband's family go." ”

"That's right, if it happens that her husband's family also dies, she will have to have a secret marriage. I think it's weird, so let's leave. Jian Jue said.

Qin Zitao was the first to nod: "Well, let's go, she's going to arrest me and leave, it's very evil here." Damn it! ”

The three of them looked back at the coffin, full of doubts, but they had no choice but to leave and go to the village to ask.

As soon as he entered the village, Qin Zitao looked at it and said, "I thought it was really an ethnic village... I didn't expect there to be a lot of Han Chinese. Also, the customs just now are not of ethnic minorities. ”

There are a lot of people gathered at the entrance of the village, gathered in a circle, looking at something.

Jian Jue walked over to listen, and saw a few people wearing black turbans in black robes anxiously explaining, "No! No, it doesn't work! I'm afraid the little daughter-in-law is coming to us! Let's just say that I used to look for a living person, or I would pierce a dummy! You guys! It's a miserable mess for us! ”

"It's not that the head of the Li family said that he had found a fortune teller and wanted to change his luck!" The crowd was intermittently whining.