Autumn Lord Kill.

The sky was low and the clouds were low, and the long yellow grass lay on the ground, shivering from the autumn wind.

A thin old black donkey staggered along the path, which was thin and long, interspersed between the ridges, and a few withered yellow insect-eaten jujube trees stood on both sides not far away.

The crisp sound of copper bells shook through the fields.

A young man sat on top of the old donkey, shaking his head to the pace of the old donkey. He rested his right hand on a brown gourd around his waist and held a yellowed book in his left hand.

The boy closed his eyes and did not look at the book in his hand.

"Dead vines, old trees, crows. ”

"Little Bridge...... Uh......"

He patted the old donkey and said, "Xiaoqiao Xifeng thin donkey." ”

"The sun is setting~~ The heartbroken man is at the end of the world. ”

After four sentences, the young man sat on a donkey and chanted repeatedly, as if he was intoxicated.

"Beep~~Didi~~" Suddenly a noisy voice sounded, and the young man raised his brows. Yu Dao turned his head to look behind him, only to see a small dirt bag crossed and a group of people drove out of the field.

"Beep!" The sound of the horn and suona sounded wantonly, and the piercing rhythm made the grass and trees on the ground tremble a little.

It turned out that the villagers were marrying, playing suona and sounding the flute. Between the two lines was a chair made of rattan wood, and a bright red bride was holding the handle of the chair tightly, and her body was dangling with the chair.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and he was afraid that he would miss the hour, so the marryman stomped on the ridge of the field and hurried to the village.

Yu Dao looked back and felt that his neck was a little sore, so he turned around and kicked the old donkey, trying to make it speed up. But the old donkey carried him step by step, and there was no feeling of running.

Yu Dao kicked twice, so he didn't urge, sat on the donkey and closed his eyes to take a nap.

By the time Yu Dao entered the village boundary, the bride had already arrived at her husband's house, and the people of the village gathered in the farmhouse, lively and jubilant.

"Beep!" The suona did not stop, and it kept playing with the horn.

"Enter, enter!" said a short, thin old farmer standing in the courtyard, busily greeting the people attending the feast.

Yu Dao sat on the thin donkey, already dozing off a little. When he raised his head, the old donkey carried him to the courtyard where he was married.

As soon as he opened his eyes, an old face with missing teeth and wrinkled skin was looking at him.

"Wake up! Sit, sit!"

The old farmer didn't care that Yu Dao was an outsider, wiped the nearest bench with his sleeve, and hurriedly invited Yu Dao to sit down.

"Thank you, sir. ”

Yu Dao was not polite, he jumped off the old donkey's back, and stepped in front of the bench in two steps. The old donkey was left behind by him, and gnawed on the yellow grass alone by the courtyard wall.

Yu Dao sat in his seat, flicked his sleeves, and punched out a plum blossom coin the size of a baby's fist, woven with red rope mixed with five copper coins.

This is a blessing money, often made in Taoist temples, used to give to pilgrims.

"Uncle, go to the muddy wine. ”

"Come on!"

The old farmer put away the congratulatory gift and shouted happily to the courtyard: "Serve wine to the little road chief!"

The mother-in-law, who was pouring wine for each guest on the side, hurriedly paced over, carried a small clay pot, and poured a glass of yellow turbid wine in front of Yu Dao.

Yu Dao lifted the coarse porcelain bowl and took a sip in front of his mouth, and the sweet and slightly spicy taste immediately penetrated into his heart.

"The bride is coming in!" suddenly sounded, and the children in the village gathered together and kept making noise around the courtyard gate.

"The bride is coming!" The atmosphere in the banquet suddenly became warm.

As soon as Yu Dao raised his eyes, the bride wearing a bright red new dress and a red veil on her head was supported and slowly stepped across the boundary of the courtyard gate.

"Bride, bride!" the child gathered around the bride, stretched out his hand, and kept coaxing.

At this time, the old woman beside the bride took out a handful of copper coins from her pocket and gently sprinkled them on the children.

"Huhu!" the children immediately crouched down to look for the copper coins on the ground, and the bride could not move an inch.

When the bride stopped, someone shouted, "Enter the bridegroom!"

The horns and suona sounded together, and the muffled artillery battle was also ignited, and the atmosphere was extremely warm. The old woman in her new clothes came out from behind the courtyard wall, and she walked up to the bride with joy and stood side by side.

The groom did not appear, and when he bowed his head, the old woman was holding a big rooster in her arms.

The rooster was tied with a red rope, a red crown and red feathers, its feet were firmly grasped, its head was turned, and its black eyes reflected the guests in the courtyard.

"The bride and groom are invited to visit the church. The matchmaker with her white pink cheeks screamed.

The atmosphere of the whole hospital reached a climax again.

Yu Dao sat on the stool and watched this scene quietly.

The next thing is logical, one worships heaven and earth, the second worships the high hall, and the husband and wife worship each other. Especially when the husband and wife worship each other, the rooster stretches his head and looks extremely cooperative.

Yu Dao turned his head to look at the guests around him, and found that everyone was festive, and none of them were shocked.

"The Luo family kid has lost a lot!"

"I can't rush back until the end of the month, and that's the only way. ”

To Yu Dao's surprise, he listened to it a few times and found that today's marriage was not a secret marriage. A ghost marriage is the marriage of a dead person, often with a big rooster instead of the groom, but the groom will also do so when he does not return.

But he didn't show anything, just sat in his seat and ate the dishes with chopsticks one chopstick.

In the past few days, he has to do something, whether it is a dark marriage or a yang marriage, he can rub other people's happy events and add some blessings to himself.

After the worship, all the guests bowed their heads and hurriedly ate the wine and food on the table.

But at this moment, a rough voice suddenly shouted, "After worshipping the church, how can you not be sent into the cave room?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience fell silent.

People looked up with a brush, only to see a short-legged man with a beard blocking the courtyard gate, and behind him stood four or five men in cloth clothes, blocking the courtyard through the door.

When the toothless old farmer saw this man, he hurriedly hunched over and ran to the short-footed man, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Steward Wang, you don't know that my baby is eating soldiers' salaries, where can I come!"

The bantam man pushed the old peasant away, and he led the group of people behind him into the courtyard.

"Old man Luo, you are so bold, you don't invite me to marry a newcomer. ”

"This, the king is in charge ......" the old farmer pressed even lower.

The guests were all tied up, not daring to look at the bantam with their eyes open, and they did not dare to eat the dishes on the table. Only Yu Dao was alone and leisurely eating peanuts with chopsticks.

The bantam man looked around at the people in the courtyard, and he was very satisfied with this scene. When he saw Yu Dao, he wrinkled his short eyebrows, but when he found that Yu Dao was a strange Taoist, he didn't care.

At this time, the four big men behind the bantam man had already walked to the side of the banquet, and he was majestic.

The bantam man glared at the old farmer, "Old man Luo, believe it or not, I took your field." ”

The old farmer's cold sweat brushed down, "Wang is in charge, no, no, this ......"

Bantam laughed, "Hahaha, there are several families here that have married newcomers, and I haven't helped any of them, and I can't favor one over the other." ”

As he spoke, the faces of several families in the room turned pale, especially the young woman among them.

"Don't worry, I'll taste some soup for your baby!" the bantam man shook off his steps and prepared to walk into the hall.

"Don't, don't!" the old farmer howled, and he threw himself on him, and hugged the bantam's leg.

"The king is in charge, the king is in charge, my baby is in the army, can you let it go?"

The bantam man was hugged by the leg, snorted coldly, and threw his foot at the old man.

"What kind of cheek does a Qiu Ba have!" he didn't kick away, but he was ruthless, grabbed the clay pot on the table next to him and smashed it at the old peasant's head.

"Don't!" the old woman in red from the bride pounced.

"Cluck!" the rooster was let go, jumped up, and scurried with its wings outstretched.

"Click!" the clay pot smashed off and shattered on the old farmer's arm.

"Catch the bride for me, and after I finish tasting the soup, you can taste it too!" The bantam man saw that this family dared to resist, and his eyes became even more fierce.

When the men standing around heard him say this, they all stared, and with a smile on their faces, they grabbed the bride who had not left the hall.

At this time, everyone in the audience hung their heads, and no one dared to speak.

Yu Dao was biting the peanuts in his mouth, in his previous life, he had only heard that the West had the so-called right of the first night, but he didn't expect that there would be a similar situation in this life.

But in this world, it's not unusual.

There was a cry and wailing. No one dared to protect the bride, and the bride hid with trembling bodies, and the red hijab on the top had already fallen off.

"Hahaha!

Yu Dao had just finished drinking a small half-remnant wine.

"Smack!" he said, his voice crisp as he put down his bowl.

Everyone was attracted to him in an instant, and Yu Dao shook his robe.

"Uncle, serve the wine. ”