Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 2 The Bride
Lin Yao stood at the door of the cowshed.

The cool night wind diluted the bloody smell a little.

"Sir, the time has come."

After she said this.

The guests who were originally in the yard suddenly walked out from behind her.

They looked at him, their throats rolling openly.

Lin Yao suddenly dusted off her wedding dress and stretched.

"In that case, we can't let my wife stay alone in the empty room. Everyone, do you agree?"

The people in front of him didn't seem to expect that Lin Yao could still be so calm at this time, and some didn't know what to do.

"In that case, please come in, sir."

The embroiderer turned sideways, and the guests made way for her.

Lin Yao walked towards the bridal chamber with a calm expression, and the embroiderer followed behind him as usual.

The guests on both sides kept twitching their noses as he walked by, and some even raised their hands to wipe the corners of their mouths.

Lin Yao felt the gazes on both sides, but kept thinking about the words on the yellow cowhide.

"Those things in the middle seem to have been deliberately erased. The embroiderer just disappeared for a while. When we saw her again, her cuffs and palms were stained with blood. If what was written on the yellow cowhide is true, then getting married is the only way to survive?"

He frowned, because Lao Huangniu was a person with the same name and surname as him.

This is definitely not a coincidence.

In ancient times, escaping from the yard through a dry well was a great humiliation for a bride.

But as a personal maid, how could Xiu Niang dare to act without her mistress's order?
Besides, after he came here, the embroiderer has been following him.

There was no trace of the dry well in the cowshed.

Even when the old ox saw him for the first time, he wanted to trick him into exchanging identities with him.

All of this made Lin Yao feel that something was fishy.

"He told me not to trust the embroiderer, but he was also lying to me. Perhaps all the mysteries are in that bridal chamber."

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Lin Yao glanced at the guests beside him.

"These people are not afraid of the embroiderer, perhaps they are waiting for me to get married?"

"Seven days, why seven days?"

He felt as if he had touched something, but the scattered clues made it impossible for her to piece together the final truth.

When thinking about these things.

The embroiderer's voice came from behind.

"Uncle, we're here."

Lin Yao came back to his senses and looked behind him.

The embroiderer's expression remained normal, but her hands were trembling slightly.

"Is she afraid?"

Behind the embroiderer, the guests had no appetite and were all waiting for Lin Yao to enter the bridal chamber.

"Everyone, today is my young lady's wedding day. Thank you for your kindness these days."

After Lin Yao finished speaking, he turned around, opened the door of the bridal chamber and walked in.

"Sir, please hurry up. I can only hold you up for an hour at most."

The moment he stepped into the bridal chamber, the embroiderer's voice rang in his ears.

Lin Yao did not stop. When he closed the door, he turned his head to glance at the maid who had been following him.

Can he easily crush those strange guests in the yard and last for an hour?
He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, there was indeed something wrong with this embroiderer.

The layout of the bridal chamber was almost the same as the one he was familiar with in his previous life.

Lin Yao looked to the left, and saw a scarlet gauze curtain separating him from the bride.

It was so blurry that I couldn't see the bride's appearance clearly.

He was in no hurry to lift the veil.

Most ancient weddings started at dusk and ended after the wedding night, so one still had some time.

"only."

Lin Yao looked at the gauze curtain and could not fully believe what the embroiderer and the old ox said.

There are too many contradictory points between the two.

He carefully examined the bridal chamber, and when he looked up at the roof, he finally discovered something unusual.

"This roof looks like a star map."

Lin Yao thought carefully. In his previous life, as a screenwriter, he had read many books on all kinds of people.

Although not proficient, I still understand a little bit.

Above the star map above his head, there were two spots inlaid with luminous pearls, as if these were the only two stars still twinkling among the stars in the sky.

However, the light near the gauze curtain was dim, flickering like a candle in the wind.

"This star map looks like the second constellation of the Northern Black Tortoise, with the main constellation being the Cowherd."

He looked at the star map above his head, and the only bright star left was Vega.

Lin Yao frowned slightly, and couldn't find any other clues anywhere else in the room.

He sat on a stool, calculating in his mind. "A wedding in seven days, strange-looking guests, an embroiderer, an old ox, and the star map of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."

Lin Yao is now certain that he has come to the world of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

However, this world seems a little different from what we usually know.

"The path forward suggested by the yellow cowhide is a wedding, but now the bride hasn't appeared from behind the veil. Even the embroiderer is terrified of her."

He stood there hesitantly, outside were the embroiderer and those strange guests.

What you have to face behind the veil may be an even more terrifying scene.

And there was no more movement on the cowhide.

The fear of the unknown enveloped Lin Yao, and his instinct for survival made him tremble slightly.

"Calm down! You must calm down!"

Lin Yao forced himself to calm down and searched the room again.

Now all he had to do was to have more cards in his hand when facing the bride behind the veil.

But now there are no cards to play.

He had no choice but to look up at the roof again. The night pearl symbolizing the position of the Altair constellation was still shining.

Lin Yao frowned slightly.

"According to records from previous lives, Altair is located southeast of the Vega constellation, but why is it completely the opposite in the current star map?"

The topography of the entire mansion appeared in his mind. Although he might not remember it completely, he still had some impression of the approximate direction.

"If the wedding room represents the Vega star, the entire house will correspond exactly to this star map. The only remaining elements are the cowshed and the night-shining pearl on the roof, one in the southeast and the other in the northwest, separated by the guests."

as if
There is a celestial river between us!
"The Weaver Girl and the Cowherd look at each other."

Lin Yao picked up the stool beside him and turned to look at the character "囍" hanging in the main hall.

The red candle is lingering, as red as blood.

From the first day he came through, he found that the location of this bridal chamber was a bit strange.

Now Lin Yao finally understood.

The bridal chamber in the cowshed corresponds to two major constellations. This is the bridal chamber and also the tomb of the groom, Lin Yao.

He threw the stool in his hand hard into the center of the wedding hall.

"boom!"

The stool shattered in mid-air, and the fragments scratched Lin Yao's cheek, leaving behind bloodstains.

The entire bridal chamber was shaking, and the gauze curtains were lifted by the wind.

The word "囍" fell in front of Lin Yao, and two pieces of paper floated in the air.

He wanted to reach out and touch it, but a cold voice came from the side.

"If you touch it, you will die."

Lin Yao acted as if he had not heard anything, his expression remained calm, and he reached out to grab the two pieces of paper.

The presence behind the veil was provoked by his actions.

Countless red silk threads rushed out from the side and tightly wrapped around Lin Yao's arm holding the paper.

Blood gushed out, dyeing the silk thread dark red.

Lin Yao, however, seemed to feel nothing and just stared silently at the two pieces of paper in his hands.

Marriage certificate and pawn ticket.

He knew that he had guessed correctly. The stronger the reaction behind the veil, the more important the two pieces of paper in his hand were.

When ancient people got married, the most important thing they paid attention to was the matchmaker's agreement, and the proof of that was the marriage certificate.

As for the pawn ticket
Lin Yao couldn't think of any reason why the bride valued him so much.

A huge force suddenly came from the silk thread wrapped around his wrist, pulling his body in front of the gauze curtain.

Lin Yao staggered to his feet, still holding the marriage certificate and pawn ticket tightly in his hands.

The veil had been lifted, and when he looked over, he was already prepared in his heart.

But that scene still made Lin Yao feel a little churning in his stomach.

The bride sat quietly by the bed, wearing her bright wedding dress, without a veil, only a piece of red silk covering her eyes.

Her face was pale and pretty, but had many cracks on it.

As sad and strange as a porcelain doll that has been pieced together again.

Countless red silk threads came out from her back and wrapped around the beams to bind her tightly.

No blood flowed from the silk thread, and pieces of human skin hung on it, floating gently in the wind.

There was no light behind the gauze curtain, and the only light came from two dim candles in front of the bed.

The bride stretched out her hand, causing the silk thread to tremble.

Those human skins gradually turned to Lin Yao, looking at him with empty eyes.

The wedding candles suddenly turned dark green, and the gloomy wind blew Lin Yao's body.

Their lips hummed.

"Give me the marriage certificate!"

(End of this chapter)