Chapter 44

Chapter 44: The Wedding Day

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And that year happened to be a Yin year.

Most of the villagers did not want to leave their hometowns, so they agreed to the Daoist priest’s plan.

They found a woman born in a Yin year, Yin month, and Yin hour, and spent a lot of money to marry her.

So on the day of the wedding, they dressed the woman in a red robe and sealed her alive into a clay statue.

That statue is the one in the temple.

Even after 20 years,the woman’s cries and pleas for mercy before she died still echoed in their dreams.

Of course, after they finished the ceremony and made offerings, dark clouds gathered, and it began to rain heavily, just like today.

They cheered and jumped in the rain.

But what they didn’t know was that it was the beginning of a nightmare.

That night, an entire family died.

And every year on this day, the woman’s ghost would emerge from the statue and demand the villagers pay for their sins.

The owners of the empty houses in the village didn’t move away, they were killed by the woman’s ghost.

Some people thought about running away, but if they went more than 10 miles away, they would immediately die.

They thought of the Daoist priest and sent people to find him, but they couldn’t find him no matter how hard they tried.

But a coincidence led them to find a way to sacrifice someone else.

One year, a stranger came to the village seeking shelter.

Because they didn’t have any spare candles or blankets, they gave him a wedding candle and a wedding blanket.

The next day, they found that the stranger had died, while the villagers were unharmed.

They realized that they could use the wedding candle to lure the female ghost away.

From then on, every year, they would try to persuade passing travelers to stay and die in place of the villagers on that day.

“Bang, bang, bang!” Someone knocked on the door again.

Zhang Chen stopped practicing and got up to open the door, finding several villagers outside.

“It’s chilly at night. We’ve come to bring bedding and candles to the young master. We’re sorry to have offered you old blankets before, so we’ve brought new wedding blankets.”

Looking at the red wedding candle and blanket that the villagers handed over, Zhang Chen didn’t notice anything wrong. They were indeed ordinary candles and blankets.

Although he didn’t need them, he didn’t refuse the villagers’ kindness.

“You’ve braved the heavy rain to bring me bedding and candles. I can’t let you leave empty-handed. Here’s one or two silver pieces, please take it as a token of my gratitude.”

“Young Master is too polite.” The villagers happily took the silver.

Zhang Chen casually put the wedding candle and blanket aside and continued to cultivate.

Meanwhile, the villagers had also sent wedding candles and blankets to the butler and his group.

“It’s chilly at night. As a lady from a wealthy family, I’m afraid you might catch a cold, so the villagers sent new bedding and candles. I’m sorry we couldn’t use the old quilt to serve you, so we brought a new one

It was the same speech.

“It’s really too kind of you,” the butler accepted the wedding candle and wedding blanket.

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome.” The villagers were very enthusiastic.

After sending off the villagers, the butler entered the house: “Miss, the villagers sent a new quilt.”

“Why is it a wedding blanket? I’m not married yet.” The young lady was a little embarrassed.

The butler persuaded her: “Miss, you don’t have to worry about these things when you’re away from home. It’s raining outside, and the cold is heavy. It’s not good to catch a cold.”

The maid on the side added, “Miss met that young master, and now someone has sent a wedding candle and a wedding quilt. Is heaven hinting at something?”

The young lady blushed and said proudly, “You are just making things up.

Hurry up and make the bed.”

“Yes, Miss, hehehe!”

At night, a villager in the distance saw a candlelight lit up in the lady’s room and smiled.

Looking at the house where Zhang Chen was located, it was pitch black without any light.

“You’re asleep so early? But it’s okay, as long as one side of the happy candle is lit.” The villager turned and went back to report.

Zhang Chen, who was originally cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned. He felt a strong yin energy in the village.

Generally speaking, there should not be any yin energy in places where many people live. The human body has yang energy, which can disperse yin energy.

Unless it is a gathering place of yin energy, or there are ghosts lurking around.

This was a village with at least dozens of people. Even at night, there should only be a faint trace of yin energy.

But the yin energy he sensed was too strong.

Could there be zhosts here?

Should he leave?

After thinking about it, Zhang Chen decided not to leave.

As a cultivator of the Demon Sect, how could he be afraid of ghosts?

Even if it was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was confident that he could escape.

Speaking of which, he had never seen a ghost before.

“I didn’t expect my luck to be so bad. I just came to a village to avoid the rain, and I actually encountered a ghost. I don’t know what a ghost looks like.” Zhang Chen became interested.

If this ghost harmed people and it was within his ability, he would help the villagers solve it as a reward for staying overnight.

Outside the house opposite, two guards were on watch and chatting about Zhang Chen and his horse.

“Phew-”

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and the two guards shook involuntarily.

“The wind is so cold on a rainy day!”

“That’s right. Fortunately, we have a place to shelter ourselves from the wind and rain. If we were in the wilderness, we would probably catch a cold.”

“Who do you think the young master who came to shelter from the rain is? He can actually ride such a divine steed.”

The two guards did not notice that a black shadow was approaching in the rain.

Inside the house, the wedding candle had been lit. The candlelight flickered, and melted wax dripped down the candle, like a woman’s tears or flowing blood.

The young lady and the maidservant were not asleep. The two of them were also talking about Zhang Chen.

“What kind of person do you think that young master is?”

“He’s a rich man.”

“I’m not asking you that. I’m asking what kind of person you think the Young

Master is.”

“Ah? Is it different? If he can ride a good horse, I think he’s rich!”

“You…”

The young woman was about to say something, when suddenly she was engulfed in a daze, and her surroundings changed.

A huge Chinese character for ‘joy’ appeared before her eyes.

Red curtains adorned the pillars, and wedding candles were lit, as if she were in a wedding hall.

The people around her were all looking at her with happy expressions.

But their gazes were too intense, making her feel uncomfortable.

She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing a big red wedding gown, but she had no idea how she got it on.

“The bride has arrived!”

A voice snapped her out of her thoughts. Am I the bride?

Wait, wasn’t Ijust chatting with my maid Xiaolan? How did I suddenly end up in a wedding hall, becoming the bride?

“Xiaolan, where are you? Xiaolan, Xiaolan…” the young woman shouted in panic.

But she received no response.

The people around her paid her no attention either. A man dressed as the groom led her to the center of the wedding hall.

“Who are you? Let go of me!” the young lady struggled and shouted, but she couldn’t break free from his grip.

“Let’s bow to heaven and earth!” the groom said.

The young woman found that she was unable to control her body, and began to bow with the groom.

“Someone save me, Uncle Wu, Xiao Lan…

The young lady was filled with fear and tears streamed down her face, but she found that she couldn’t make a sound.

Xiaolan, the maid, was equally terrified, because the same thing had happened to her.

Butler Wu and the four guards saw something different. They saw themselves as the groom, marrying a beautiful woman..