How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 18p2

Chapter 18: The Cannon Fodder Roommate of the Unlimited Flow Male Lead (Part 18-2)

When the entire Zhao Family Village had become hazy yellow, a team of people in black clothes and red hats, carrying musical instruments, and surrounding a bright red sedan chair, passed through the village.

The sedan chair came from the village entrance. It was covered with layers of red cloth, and the red cloth was embroidered with mandarin duck patterns. Although it didn’t look large, it was very exquisite.

The group of them walked very slowly. By the sedan chair, a matchmaker with a round face and an exaggerated black mole on her chin, with a red flower in her hair, had a cold expression and was always by the side.

The group walked and played music all the way until they reached a closed house in the village. The matchmaker shouted, “Welcoming the bride—the bride—”

It was clearly a festive word, but her voice was indescribably cold and disgusted. With her words, the closed door was pushed open, and a bride walked out.

The wedding procession was as quiet as death. They held musical instruments in their hands, playing music, and seemed very afraid, their movements indescribably stiff.

Yu Lin pressed his lips together and looked at this wedding procession from afar. As if sensing his gaze, the sound of the music suddenly stopped.

Next, stiff gazes came towards him from all directions.

It was almost not the gaze of a living person. Yu Lin’s fingertips turned cold. The next second, his waist was suddenly tightened, and his vision changed. In the whistling wind by his ear, he was led by Su Huai to jump from the wall into the closed courtyard next to it.

With a “thud,” a layer of light dust was stirred up from the old dust in the courtyard.

Yu Lin was put down, coughed lightly, and supported himself against the wall. He looked up and found that in the afterglow of the setting sun, this house was indescribably strange.

This was the only house in the village with a closed door, which seemed to be uninhabited. The internal structure was actually somewhat similar to the ancestral hall.

Compared to the new village and the festively decorated outer perimeter of the village, this place looked particularly old.

It was too old. The ancestral hall was at least a little cleaner, but this house, as if no one had been here for many years, was overgrown with weeds, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves.

It was March in spring. Even if it was a dungeon, where there were trees, it was full of greenery. But the fallen leaves on the ground were withered and gray-yellow.

At dusk, there was the festive sound of music outside, and the other houses in the village were also decorated with lanterns and colored banners. Only this house was dilapidated and particularly abrupt.

Suddenly, the heavy door of the house was blown by the wind, making a faint sound.

The door of that room was locked, as if something was hidden inside. Yu Lin held his breath lightly and exchanged a look with Su Huai.

Su Huai held Yu Lin’s hand, took out Ghost Slayer, his expression placid, and inserted the tip of the blade into the crack of the closed door.

With a “creak,” the dilapidated door opened, and the scene inside fell into the afterglow of the setting sun.

This was actually a small ancestral hall from the Republican era. The items inside were very limited. Even so, the incense on the altar was curling in thin wisps, and a memorial tablet was enshrined.

The dome was very low, and the dim light fell from the crack in the door. The table was covered in dust.

However, in front of the dusty wooden memorial tablet, a few sticks of incense were straight, as if they would never be extinguished.

“Li Jingluan.” Yu Lin read the name on it.

The sound of music was getting closer and closer, and then further and further away.

Suddenly, a sound came from outside the door, as if something was being dragged and scraped.

Su Huai frowned and quickly held Yu Lin in his arms, hiding in the blind spot behind the door.

Before long, a blind old woman with graying hair and neat clothes came in, dragging a lame leg.

Her eyes were covered with a black cloth, and her legs were inconvenient. She was muttering something.

Her hair was graying, and she was limping, her mind seemed to be a little disturbed, and her toes were tapping lightly.

She walked to the table, picked up a handful of incense, and as if she was extremely afraid, her fingers trembled.

While lighting the incense, she muttered repeatedly, “She’s here again… she’s here again… she’s here again… she won’t let us go… she won’t let us go… she won’t let us go…”

Her hands trembled, and her voice became more and more hoarse and tragic, as if she had been scared out of her wits.

Yu Lin took a light breath, turned his head slightly, and looked at her through the door.

Then he felt his waist being held and lifted. He was stunned for a moment, looked up, and met Su Huai’s dark eyes.

Understanding the meaning in his boyfriend’s eyes, Yu Lin pressed his lips together, reached out lightly, and put his arm around his boyfriend’s neck.

Then, his chin also lowered and rested lightly on Su Huai’s shoulder.

Su Huai held him, glanced at the memorial tablet, and taking advantage of the fact that the other person couldn’t see, he retreated silently with a calm expression.

***

The wedding procession walked very slowly in the village.

It seemed to have been a long, long time, and it also seemed to have been in the blink of an eye. The procession stopped at the village entrance, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the moonlight was dim.

A series of clattering sounds of a cane. The red lanterns lit up one by one, and the village chief came from the end of the road.

The wedding procession immediately stopped.

The commotion here was loud, and logically speaking, it shouldn’t have been unheard. The village chief looked around, but didn’t see anyone watching the ceremony, and his expression was a little exasperated. “Where are the people? We’re about to leave. Why is no one here?”

His expression was angry, and he squinted slightly, making the furrows on his face look very deep, and the layer of wax on his face reflected slightly.

Suddenly, his gaze turned cold. He waved his hand, and the wedding procession started playing music again.

He seemed to be very angry. He led the procession and returned to the village, going straight to every household.

The sky darkened unexpectedly. A few players were still outside. They felt that something was wrong and wanted to go back, but it was too late. They were blocked by the wedding procession.

The cool moonlight fell, clearly illuminating the tips of the procession’s feet.

Looking at this wedding procession with pale faces, ominous black clothes, as if they had crawled out of a pile of graves, a few players’ cold sweat broke out.

A player named Li Zhou, holding his companion’s hand, kept retreating, and turned to run, but was stunned by the piercing sound of the suona.

A few seconds later, countless hands grew out from behind the four of them, pushing them forward. Their gazes were dazed, and the gowns on their bodies gradually turned into black clothes, and a bright red hat grew on their heads.

The village chief looked at them, smiled with satisfaction, and tapped the ground lightly with his cane. The wedding procession followed and turned around, and the group of them left, playing music.

“…”

The players who felt that something was wrong with the wedding procession and had returned to the ancestral hall early at dusk stood at the door and watched this scene, their breathing involuntarily hitching, their faces pale.

Only when Yu Lin and Su Huai climbed out of the courtyard wall did they realize that the sky outside had completely darkened.

Feeling that something was wrong, they returned to the ancestral hall. Just as they entered, the door was slammed shut with a few thuds.

Yu Lin was stunned for a moment, looked up, and under the cold moonlight, he could only see a row of gloomy memorial tablets in the central hall.

“…”

The entire courtyard was as empty as if there were no one there.

Just as he was feeling confused, Donggua, who was wrapped in a quilt and trembling, carefully pushed open a crack in the door.

Seeing them, he widened his eyes in a daze and cried out, “Bro, you two are finally back. You scared the piss out of me just now.”

“…”

There was a light in the room, a lit candle.

Donggua tremblingly described the scene he had seen. “They just turned into dead people and followed them… it’s too terrifying. It’s a good thing I came back early, otherwise…”

He was terrified, his face pale, just like the many players in the ancestral hall who had been scared out of their wits.

And because of this, he had missed an important clue.

Yu Lin pressed his lips together, feeling that something was wrong. He looked at Su Huai and said softly, “But our mission… is to send Yilan off to be married safely on the thirty-third of March.”

On the thirty-third of March, send Yilan off to be married safely.

This meant that when Yilan got married, she must have encountered some situation.

Because he had already seen the ghost bride yesterday, Yu Lin even suspected that this event was repetitive, and the thirty-third of March was the final deadline for this dungeon.

But the premise of all this was that they needed to know what had happened on the day of Yilan’s wedding.

As Yu Lin was analyzing, Su Huai leaned against the door, lowered his eyes and listened, and said, “Let’s go and see.”

Yu Lin nodded. “Okay.”

He stood up and followed Su Huai out.

Donggua was afraid of ghosts. As soon as he heard that they were going to the graveyard at night, he shivered with fear.

He quickly put the energy bar on the table into his pocket and sobbed, “Bro, wait for me. I’m going too.”

The few of them walked out of the ancestral hall. After a moment, someone in the door hesitated and came out to follow.

The wedding procession walked very slowly and was not difficult to follow.

It was just that there was too little cover in the wilderness. Fortunately, there was the cover of the night, so they could follow from a distance.

The wedding procession, with a day’s harvest, seemed to be very satisfied and walked forward, playing music. If one ignored the environment, it looked very festive.

They carried the sedan chair, crossed the edge of the yellow earth, and under the dim moonlight, they walked all the way into the graveyard.

The few people following behind did not rush in again, but hid behind a mound on the periphery and looked in.

They saw that as soon as the sedan chair entered the graveyard, red lanterns lit up in a square. The lanterns were bright red and fluttered in the wind, densely packed and very festive.

As the wedding procession passed, the lanterns swayed in the wind, and whispers and murmurs gradually came from inside, as if it were the scene of a grand wedding.

Finally, the sedan chair stopped in front of a certain grave. The night was as cool as water, and the light of the red lanterns gradually dimmed, but the voices of the crowd became louder and more and more creepy.

First was the rough shouting of a man. “You little bitch who betrays your own family. You’ve entered our old Wang family, and you still dare to go out and cheat. I’ll beat you to death.”

The sound of a whip whistling in the air was accompanied by the desperate and struggling screams of a woman.

Then came the voices of the guests watching. “Well beaten. This kind of woman, marrying her is also a disgrace to the family. It’s better to beat her to death.”

“That’s right. It’s her good fortune that General Wang is taking her as a concubine. How dare she go out and cheat?”

The sound of the whip fell one after another, without any mercy, making one’s back feel cold.

Yu Lin pressed his lips together, his back against a warm chest. He was panting lightly, his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him.

An arm came over and covered his lips. In the midst of his pounding heart, he smelled a very faint woody scent.

Donggua’s breathing beside him had already become heavy. He was biting his arm hard to keep himself from making a sound, obviously unable to bear this scene.

It was just that from beginning to end, the bride in the sedan chair was silent and did not make any sound.

Gradually, the moonlight shifted to the west, and the shouting in the graveyard gradually became sharp, as if in pain, and then turned into screams.

“Ahhhhh—”

“She, she, she’s here—help—”

“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me, Zhao Yilan—you won’t have a good end—”

Soon—a pool of blood flowed out of the sedan chair, and then, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

The scattered lanterns in the graveyard began to tremble, and the curses turned into tragic screams.

The bride sitting in the sedan chair finally came out, wearing a wedding dress, her features beautiful.

She held a pair of scissors in her hand, her expression cold, her face pale. She stood under the moonlight and forcefully plunged the scissors into her heart.

At this moment, dark clouds passed over, and the daylight dimmed.

As if a clap of thunder had fallen, a voice shouted hoarsely, “A bride’s suicide is ominous—this is ominous—she will come back to find us, she will come back for revenge—”

“Quickly dig out her eyes, so she can’t see us—”

“It’s too late—quick—”

Two lines of blood and tears suddenly flowed from Zhao Yilan’s eyes, full of resentment. Yu Lin watched this scene, his mouth agape, and couldn’t help but bite his boyfriend.