When I arrived at Aunt Zhao's house, it was early in the morning, and Uncle Li had already gone to work in the field, leaving Aunt Zhao alone in bed to wash her face with tears.

At first, Mrs. Zhao was shocked when she saw the two, and then she was at a loss, and when the two of them understood their intentions, they refused in every way, so they finally convinced Mrs. Zhao to accept the money, and finally Mrs. Zhao forced two pieces of five pieces of bacon that she had pickled, and Fuyao accepted it unceremoniously, and then got up to say goodbye.

Time passed so uneventfully.

June 13 is a good day to get married and relocate, everything is appropriate.

Xiushui Village, which had been deserted for a long time, was lively again, and the smiles on the lips of more than half of the villagers in the early morning never stopped, for no other reason. The famous young master of Yang Dashan in the village is about to marry, and he is still married to a rich sister in the county, if it weren't for the fact that the two newlyweds are too old to afford it, they will not decide to hold a wedding on the cusp.

Originally, because of the incident of Zhao Daniang's family in the west of the village not long ago, the Yang family originally planned to postpone the wedding date again, so as not to hurt the bride at that time, but the bride and her family felt that it was nothing, and wanted the wedding to be held as scheduled.

At dusk, the groom who went to greet the bride finally came back with full of joy and the team welcomed the bride back with his heart.

Invitations are generally not sent to happy events in the village, and they are often consciously gathered together in the same village. Fuyao and Jingzhi are now considered to be in Xiushui Village, so they naturally followed Sister-in-law Sun and her party today.

Looking at the staggered scene, Fu Yao only felt that the world was really interesting, obviously many people were still worried about not being able to catch the murderer yesterday, but today they can laugh so happily because of a happy event, which is quite a sense of being drunk today and drunk today.

Looking at Jing Zhi, who was sitting not far away talking to a group of women, Fu Shao was amused, only to feel that he could accept his bad taste and it was really good, and it would not be boring to accept him as an apprentice in the future.

A young man at the same table with Fuyao saw the smile on the corner of Fuyao's mouth, followed her line of sight, and then said clearly: "Brother Ye is really blessed to be able to marry a beautiful wife like Hua Niang." ”

Hearing this, Fuyao turned his head to the young man who was talking, and saw that his eyes were honest, obviously sincere congratulations, so he said: "I am still his blessing, to be able to live with such a perfect person as me." ”

As soon as Fuyao's words were finished, several people at the same table looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing, but there was no way to refute it, although this flower girl was extremely beautiful and had a good temper, but this Ye Gongzi was also as he said, a talent, a successful career, and it was really unclear who took advantage of whom, so he could only sigh and make a match.

Jing Zhi, who was not far away, seemed to feel something, and before Fuyao laughed at the table, he turned to look at Fuyao, and silently asked if he wanted to start acting, but the latter shook his head and vetoed.

The dark line itself has been almost arranged, so there is no need to check the entire courtyard in one fell swoop, just relax and play for now.

Bridal chamber.

After everyone went out, Yang Zhaofu looked at his wife who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, smiled with satisfaction, and finally married the girl he had been thinking about for a long time. Waiting for full satisfaction, Yang Zhaofu took the joyful scale rod on the side, and picked off the hijab on Wang Zixian's head with a little excitement.

Looking at his wife who was shy and didn't dare to look directly at him, Yang Zhaofu only felt that his heart had missed half a beat, put down the weighing rod in his hand in an orderly manner, took the glass of wine on the side, cleared his throat, and said: "Lady, let's drink a glass of wine, may you and I grow old together, and always be with us for the rest of our lives." ”

The jade finger was lightly raised, and he took the cup in Yang Zhaofu's hand steadily, and Wang Zixian turned sideways to Yang Zhaofu's hand.

Looking at the face that was close at hand, Yang Zhaofu subconsciously closed his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and was about to raise his head and drink the wine in his mouth.

Suddenly!

Five ice-like fingers suddenly choked Yang Zhaofu's neck, as if they were going to inlay their fingers into the flesh and blood of the other party, and the fingers coated with Dankou became tighter and tighter, and the arm that seemed to be broken with a single fold of the hand easily lifted a six-foot man up easily at this moment.

The first time Wang Zixian's fingers touched him, Wang Zhaofu noticed that something was wrong, but before he could react, he was tightly locked by the other party's throat, Yang Zhaofu had no doubt that if he moved, his favorite slender jade hand in the past could cut his throat with a little force and take his own life, so Yang Zhaofu secretly warned himself that he must calm down and not make the "person" in front of him lively.

But the person in front of her is the person she has been pleased with for a long time, and she is obviously abnormal at the moment, so it is useless to tell herself not to talk nonsense so as not to annoy the other party.

Looking at his wife with an unusually evil face, Yang Zhaofu said with difficulty: "Who are you? What happened to your wife!?" Because his throat was choked and his head was dizzy for a long time, the whole sentence was intermittent, but it was not difficult for people to hear the concern

Hearing this, "Wang Zixian" smiled and said, "Why do you know so much about a dying person?"

After saying this, the strength in his hand increased a little more, and he could faintly hear the creaking sound from the other party's neck.

Seeing that Yang Zhaofu was still struggling, "Wang Zixian" laughed strangely and added: "Why struggle, it's better to go down to reunite with your newlywed wife when the fairy dies~"

As the strength of his hands became stronger and stronger, the breathing of the person in front of him became weaker and weaker, and the words of "Wang Zixian" became more and more energetic.

"I guess you don't know, your new wife is crying and begging me to bypass her when I occupy her body, and then kill her after you successfully get married, look at her pear blossom with rain, I am more and more excited, how can I agree with her?

During these words, "Wang Zixian" also put his other hand on Yang Zhaofu's shoulder, looked at the blood vessels in his neck and swallowed greedily and spit, and was about to suck it immediately, but Yang Zhaofu, who should have fainted a long time ago, took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness and hit his hand the other party's abdomen.

Throwing the person in his hand hard, "Wang Zixian" looked down at the talisman on his abdomen and laughed fiercely.

"Very good, dare to yin Lao Tzu!!But these monks you invited are just wine bags and rice bags! Look! I'm going to kill you, and they haven't even noticed it!"

Yang Zhaofu, who fell to the ground, covered his neck, coughed a few times, and did not reply.

Seeing this, "Wang Zixian" smiled, turned his cultivation into a pair of sharp claws, and walked towards Yang Zhaofu without hurry......