XXXVII. Bring you into the urn

thirty-seven

The wedding feast was finally over, and the guests took their leave. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the stilted building that had been lively all day also began to quiet down. The bride and groom, who were still sober, first helped the two elders of Lao Zhang Xicheng back to the room to rest, and then took Xiu Ming, who had been staggering, back to his room, and then probably cleaned up, returned to his new house, closed the door, and quickly turned off the lights............

The night was very deep, and I don't know when a large dark cloud drifted to completely cover the originally bright moon, and the whole town fell asleep, and Lao Zhang's stilted building was even more silent.

In the dark, the door of Abin's new house opened gently, and the bride, who was still full of shyness just now, walked out quietly, with a murderous aura in her eyes, which was daunting.

She lingered in front of each person's door, listening intently to the sounds in the room. When she heard the snoring of drunken people in every room, a hint of smugness was fleeting. After confirming that Lao Zhang Xicheng Ah Yuan and Xiu Ming were asleep, she was still not at ease, and returned to her new house again, probably to ensure that nothing went wrong and wanted to confirm Ah Bin's situation one last time. When she returned to the door of the new house and wanted to stretch out her hand to push the door open, the door suddenly opened silently, and the newlywed husband Abin, who had been drunk to seven or eight points at the wedding, and had just slept like a puddle of mud after the clouds and rain with her, stood there quietly, looking at her quietly.

Seeing that Ah Bin's demeanor did not mean to be drunk, he looked at her silently with cold eyes. She said bad in her heart, and wanted to turn over and jump downstairs to escape. But she underestimated Ah Bin's speed, and before she could move, Ah Bin bullied her in front of her with an arrow step, and reached out to clasp her pulse. Immediately afterward, she took out a handkerchief with her other hand and covered her mouth, and she fell asleep after smelling only a strange scent. Seeing that she had been subdued, Abin picked her up horizontally, put her back on the bed in the new room, and then gently closed the door again. The night was silent again, as if nothing had happened.

Several figures appeared on the streets of the town, rushing towards Lao Zhang's stilted building under the cover of night. At this moment, there was another terrible cat meow from all sides, adding more eerie to the dark night without moonlight.

But the cats should be disappointed! No matter how hoarse they tried their best to convey the warning, Lao Zhang and their place was still deadly silent, allowing those night walkers in the darkness to quietly climb over the courtyard wall and jump onto the stilted building, all gathered in front of Xiuming's door. The leader was a very burly man, he listened carefully at the door of Xiuming, and the sound of Xiuming's breathing inside had never fluctuated, and he was obviously sleeping very soundly.

The man who took the lead then put his mind at ease, and his eyes showed the cruelty we had ever seen, kicked the door open, led his men straight to the bed, and pressed the man who was sleeping tightly under him, and at the same time, the light flashed, and a sharp and thin dagger was directly inserted into it.

However, he soon felt that something was wrong, the pressure under his body was not the feeling of a person at all, and the dagger pierced into it was not the feeling of piercing a human body. Frightened, he lifted the quilt, a bunch of clothes and things were rolled up, and he lay on the bed silently, where was the shadow of Xiuming?

The person who came knew that he had been tricked, and made a gesture to his subordinates to escape, but before his subordinates could react, torches had been lit outside the door, and several figures blocked their way to escape.

At this time, Abin also came over with the bride who had woken up. Seeing this woman, the leader knew that their plan had been completely revealed. So he gritted his teeth and said a few strange words to his subordinates and the woman, he thought that Lao Zhang and they didn't understand, but as soon as the words fell, Lao Zhang laughed: "Do you want to break the net?" Which is so easy! You are indeed a fish in the net, but you cannot break my net. Saying that, with a wave of his hand, Xiu Ming saw the master's code, jumped into a corner of the room in one step, reached out and pulled a piece of clothing hanging on the wall, and a large net descended from the roof, covering several people in the net. Immediately afterwards, Lao Zhang's master and apprentice rushed up, tightened the net together, and tightly imprisoned the people inside. It was a sight to behold: six sturdy men bound together by a sturdy web of unknown things, unable to move at all. The leading man scolded and refused to show weakness. Lao Zhang and the others were not angry, they just walked over and dragged off his masked black scarf, and sure enough, he was the man who came to pick up Qiaoqiao. Seeing that he had revealed his true colors, and that he had no backhand, he gritted his teeth and whispered something like a spell. Hearing him read this, the other people he brought with him all looked horrified, and one of them even burst into tears. The bride heard it too, but instead of crying, she just closed her eyes with a look of despair on her face.

Looking at the ugly appearance of several of them, Lao Zhang's master and apprentice didn't say anything, just watched calmly from the side. The incantation was not long, and it was quickly finished. When he finished, he and his men closed their eyes like the bride, and looked like they were dying of generosity. Lao Zhang, they still looked at it very calmly.

After a while, they opened their eyes and looked at each other strangely, with doubts and joy in their eyes. Only the person who took the lead looked at everyone's expressions, gritted his teeth, and recited the mantra he had just said again. It's just that this time his subordinates stopped doing it, and together they protested to the man who took the lead in that very strange language (actually Miao language), telling him not to be so selfish and repeatedly want to kill everyone.

The man who took the lead scolded his subordinates, which was nothing more than saying that they were unproductive, unlike men, who were afraid of death in front of the Han people to this extent, which was really a shame for the Miao people and the cottage. After scolding, despite the strong opposition of his subordinates, he insisted on finishing the incantation again, and then closed his eyes again. Those people were really desperate, one by one, they were colorless, and they closed their eyes helplessly. Lao Zhang, they still watched quietly by the side. The master and apprentice all looked like they were not in a hurry, not on fire, and watched a good show.

After another half a day, when the men opened their eyes again and found that they were still alive and intact, they almost all burst into tears, thanking their God for giving them life.

The old master and apprentice Zhang, who was watching the play on the side, couldn't bear it anymore and laughed. Hearty laughter was heard far and wide in the night。。。。。