As night fell, Fushou Village fell silent, and the villagers returned to their homes, but they had been discussing the strange incident that had happened in the village.

"This marriage is inexplicable, there is no one in the old Zhang family's house, this should not be a secret marriage, right?"

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

The villagers were a little puzzled by the marriage, but at night, the two white lanterns hanging at the door and the faint candle light in the house were particularly strange, and even though the soldiers were all transferred, no one dared to go up to join in the fun.

In the brightly lit courtyard, there was no such festive feeling, but a gloomy feeling.

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

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

The thick osmanthus trunk is just enough to cover the figures of several people.

Feng Yun didn't speak from beginning to end, just quietly watched the fat man and the others get ready.

But this Kong Jie beside him was confused, and in his opinion, the wedding was inexplicable.

There are no imaginary guests from all over the world, and there are no large feasts.

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

At this time, the fat man had already put on an oversized phoenix crown and sat quietly on the happy bed.

This dress is very heavy, especially the hair ornament on the head, which makes the fat man really experience an unprecedented sense of hardship.

Originally, according to the fat man's plan, it should be Ma Ling'er who sat here to pretend to be the bride.

In the end, he sat here nondescriptly, which made the fat man's heart blocked.

There were no lights in the room, only the faint flickering of red candles.

Zhang Dong was still repeating the process of hanging, and seeing this scene in his eyes, the fat man was really speechless.

"Big brother, why don't you rest for a while, I'm tired from looking at it......"

Zhang Dong didn't make any response, just repeated the painful process over and over again with a wooden expression.

The same is true of suicides, if you open the eyes of heaven, in this city made of steel, such ghosts abound.

Therefore, since ancient times, suicide has been recognized as an unforgivable felony in all folk customs and religious teachings.

It's a pity that most people don't realize this.

As the clock ticked by, it was approaching midnight on the clock.

The fat man leaned against the cabinet, a little drowsy, and there was no movement at this point, so that the fat man couldn't help muttering in his heart, could this method be useless?

The village is already quiet, because there are no street lights, so the whole village is only in front of Zhang Dong's house, and there are two red lanterns, releasing a faint light.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves of the laurel tree where Yan Qilin and the others were hiding rustled, which was also the only sound in the silent environment.

The two of them, who had been tense and nervous, were also a little exhausted at the moment.

Until now, the river god has not been invited, and whoever it is will mutter.

Aren't you fooled?

However, at this moment, Ma Ling'er, who was about to speak, saw Yan Qilin make a silent movement, and then pointed in the direction of the village entrance.

I saw that at the entrance of the village, through the street lamp on the road outside the village, I could see a slightly rickety figure, walking slowly towards this side step by step.

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

The people in the village had already rested in the middle of the night, so how could anyone still come to the village?

Along with the figures, there was a 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 ...... Woof...... Wang ......"

On the other side of the village, there was a barking of dogs.

There are not a few households with dogs in Fushou Village, at least according to the results of the daytime investigation, only the strange old man's house at the foot of the mountain has a big black dog.

As the villagers say, the big black dog doesn't bark during the day, and every time it barks in the middle of the night.

And it sounded a little strange, the cry was very slow and lasted for a long time.

A little weirdness flashed in Ma Ling'er's eyes, and she suddenly recalled an incident that Feng Yun had mentioned in class.

The barking of dogs is very particular, as the saying goes, 'bite people tightly, bite gods slowly, bite ghosts unhurriedly'.

Folks have always believed that black dogs are psychic and can see things that ordinary people can't 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 a passing god or ghost.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or whatever, since the figure stepped into the village, the barking of dogs has been heard.

At this time, as the figure gradually approached, with the faint light of the lantern, Yan Qilin and the others finally saw the face of the comer clearly.

This is an old man, but he looks a little 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 a few people looked at the old man suspiciously, they found that the old man was slowly standing under the red lantern.

He was dressed in red and had a marriage certificate in his hand.

The old man stood under the red light building, opened the marriage book and looked at it, looked up at the façade again, and then pushed the door and walked in.

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

But the expression on Feng Yun's face at this time was like a smile, and looking at the old man's eyes was also a little intriguing.

"Could this be the river god?"

"It's not what I imagined......"

Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er were discussing as they looked towards the door, only to see that the old man did not push the door directly into the room, but sat at a table.

The dishes on this table were obviously made of paper, but the old man took the trouble to pick up the chopsticks and feasted on them.

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

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

After a few moments, she stood up, staggered open the door of the back room, and walked in.

At the same time, hearing the movement from the door, the fat man immediately sobered up.

By the faint light of the room, he soon saw a pair of feet, slowly walking into the house......

This made the fat man subconsciously hold his breath for a moment, and because of the red hijab, he couldn't see the face of the visitor for the time being.

But looking at the person's gait, he looks a little old, and the person's humming voice is still very hoarse.

"Eighteen brides and eighty langs, mandarin ducks are ...... with red makeup"

The old man, in a hoarse voice and humming a cheerful song, went into the house with a pleasant voice.

The lights in the room were really ambiguous, and when he saw the bride sitting on the bed, the old man's eyes suddenly shone with joy.

He rubbed his hands together and couldn't wait to get to the side of the bed, and touched the bride's leg with a smile:

"Little beauty, husband is here."

As he spoke, his hand ran up his leg.

The fat man, who originally wanted to see the situation, couldn't help it at all.

At this moment, the old man also felt that something was not right, and muttered with some doubts:

"How fleshy, the old man doesn't like fat ......"

However, just as these words fell, the old man only felt a black shadow attack in front of him, and then the whole person 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, to murder your husband?"

The fat man tore off the red hijab, glared angrily, pointed at the old man who fell to the ground and scolded:

"Old thing, open your eyes and take a good look, you dare to touch the fat man?"

The old man was obviously startled, obviously he didn't react, how did the originally imaginary big girl become a fat man with a face full of meat?

"Old pervert, don't look at how old you are, you really come when you say you get married?"

The fat man grabbed the old man's neck, and the naked eye could see that the old man's hands were filled with a faint green light, and then the fat man felt that a force was brewing in the old man's body.

But the fat man who has been prepared for a long time will give the old man this opportunity.

He immediately took out the talisman paper that he had prepared a long time ago and pasted it on the big vertebral point at the back of the old man's neck.

The original flood of dark green light disappeared in an instant, and the old man lowered his head in a little panic and tried a few more times, but found that he couldn't mobilize any strength at all.

But the old man has no strength, but the fat man does, and he grabs the old man for a fat beating.

If it weren't for Yan Qilin and the others hearing the wails coming from the house, they hurriedly ran in to stop the fat man.

I'm afraid this old man has been beaten to the point of not being human.

Feng Yun and Kong Jie then entered the house, but Feng Yun still had a lively expression.

Kong Jie looked at this strange old man suspiciously, how to say it, this person looks a little thief-eyed, with a complexion on his face.

Yan Qilin pulled the fat man away, and the old man kept covering his face and kept wailing:

"Don't slap me in the face, don't slap me in the face!"

As the fat man grabbed the old man's collar again and pulled him up, Ma Ling'er quickly tore off the red cloth covering the mirror.

At that moment, everyone saw that the mirror reflected not the old man's face, but a crumpled animal face.

After looking closely, the fat man suddenly realized.

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

Because the picture in the mirror flashed, 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 while, whether what he saw just now was real or dazzling?

Inevitably, Kong Jie muttered even more in his heart.

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

was beaten by the fat man, and the river god obviously lost a lot of momentum.

He looked at the fat man and asked with a look of grievance:

"Who are you?"

As soon as he heard what the river god said, the fat man was angry, especially when he was almost touched by this old man just now.

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

As a result, when it comes to getting married, you come running away! ”

Upon hearing this, the 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, the first time someone has offered 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.

"Honestly, why didn't you say anything about it at that time?"

Yan Qilin's inquiry made the river god stunned, and then he waved his hand:

"I don't know anything, and it's useless for you to ask me."

"Fart!"

The fat man glared and pointed to the nose of the river god and said:

"As the god of a river, how can you not know what happened in the Yong'an River?

What the hell is going on with that ghost boat, you, as a river god, connived at evil and harmed people's lives, and now you are pretending to be stupid here.

Could it be that you have secretly colluded with that evil spirit? ”

When the river god heard this, a stirring spirit stood up, and then shook his head sincerely:

"Don't dare to talk nonsense, how can I have that ability.

Although it is true that I am the god of the river, no one has offered incense for many years, otherwise I would not have been beaten by you. ”

While talking, the river god also sniffed aggrievedly and rubbed his swollen eyes:

"You're mistaken, there's no ghost ship, and there's no human life.

Let me go, I've told you everything. ”

The fat men glanced at each other, not because they believed the words of the river god, but because they found that this old thing was really cunning.

The acting is so sincere, people who don't know it may believe it.

The fat man gritted his teeth hatefully, and walked out with the river god's collar.

At this moment, Zhang Dong's ghost was still hanging on the beam, and the fat man pointed at Zhang Dong, then looked at the river god and shouted:

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

His family of three was all buried in the Yong'an River overnight, and he couldn't think of hanging himself here.

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

By the fat man's side, Yan Qilin very cooperatively pulled out the Meteorite Ancient Sword.

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

Sure enough, the river god was obviously stunned in place.

He looked up at Zhang Dong hanging from the beam, and his eyes began to show a little unbearable.

Under the persecution of several people, the river god finally sighed deeply:

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

There are indeed ghost boats in the Yong'an River, but I really don't know what is going on.

There has been no incense for many years, although I am an earth immortal, but without people's incense offerings, I am not even as good as an ordinary wild monster.

I've seen this young man, and I was the one who pushed him to shore.

Who would have thought that he would not escape this catastrophe in the end......"

(End of chapter)