You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 71 A Dead Man's Wedding!

Yuzhen is located south of Wucheng, about 170 kilometers away, and is a small town in Tongxin County, which is under the jurisdiction of Wucheng.

Back at the store, after locking the door and hanging a sign outside that read "Temporarily Closed, Call for Help," Chen Yang and Gu Jinghui drove towards the highway exit.

After finding Zhou Qiang, the two cars entered the highway one after the other, and exited the "Yuzhen" highway exit at about 11 a.m.

This is a typical Loess Plateau landform.

As far as the eye can see, there is only yellow earth everywhere, with one yellow earth mountain after another in the distance. Even on the mountains, there are not many trees, only "Caragana korshinskii" planted during the "returning farmland to forest" project.

Desolate and barren!
The wheat stalks along the roadside drooped under the scorching June sun, and in the fields, there were also "film-pressed watermelons" planted by the locals. The watermelons had just begun to ripen and were not even the size of a fist.

Gu Jinghui said, "I've eaten the watermelons from Yuzhen. They're delicious, but the harvest season starts too late every year, so they don't fetch a good price."

The watermelons here get plenty of sunshine, making them crisp, juicy, and sweet—truly delicious.

Looking at the houses on both sides of the road, Gu Jinghui commented, "The environment here looks very poor, but the people's houses are quite spacious, so they seem to be living a pretty good life."

While driving, Chen Yang kept an eye on the outside.

On both sides of the road are rows of bright red brick houses, and almost every household has a car parked in front of their yard. Occasionally, you can also see a few stylish two- or three-story villas.

This is the "southern mountainous area" of Xixia Prefecture, which was once synonymous with poverty and backwardness!

The United Nations once listed this place as one of the world's "most unsuitable places for human habitation," but the people here have taken root and survived here through generations of hard work and sweat, and have shaken off poverty.

of course.

The country's poverty alleviation policy has also played a significant role.

soon.

We've arrived at "Tufeng Village".

This village is only a 10-minute drive from Yuzhen Town. The entire village is situated on a relatively flat plain, and after passing Tufeng Village, there is a large ditch.

Locals call this gully "Black Wind Gully".

Zhou Qiang's car was parked outside a courtyard that was about two acres in size. The gate of the courtyard was a red painted alloy gate, and two bamboo forest pictures were pieced together with tiles on the walls on both sides of the gate.

There is a row of brick and tile houses facing south in the courtyard. There are four rooms, with a total length of nearly 30 meters. They are very impressive. There is also a sunshade made of corrugated steel in the courtyard.

A brand-new Passat was parked under the pergola.

"Qiangzi, you're here?"

Zhou Qiang's uncle and aunt came out to greet him immediately. He warmly invited Chen Yang into the house, saying, "Qiangzi, these must be the two classmates you mentioned. Come on in..."

Chen Yang, meanwhile, was secretly observing Zhou Qiang's uncle.

His name is Xu Hailong, he is about fifty years old, his skin is a bit dark, and he is wearing a short-sleeved shirt and sandals. His wife looks a little younger, and although she is wearing makeup, you can still tell that her skin is also a bit dark.

This is normal.

With the wind and sun blowing everywhere in this place, it's no wonder my skin is so bad!

Zhou Qiang must have called in advance.

His uncle's family had already prepared a table full of food.

After finishing the meal, Zhou Qiang asked in a low voice, "Boss Chen, did you figure anything out?"

Chen Yang shook his head.

He didn't notice anything unusual; at least Zhou Qiang's uncle and aunt seemed to be in good spirits.

At this moment, Zhou Qiang's uncle took out a pack of Furongwang cigarettes and gave one to each of Chen Yang, Gu Jinghui, and Zhou Qiang. He said, "Qiangzi, you and your classmate came to the village this time to attend Yang Shuai's wedding, right?"

"His family slaughtered a cow this morning; it was quite a scene!"

"........."

Zhou Qiang was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Uncle, isn't Yang Shuai dead?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, child? She's perfectly fine, and she's getting married tomorrow, why are you cursing her?"

Zhou Qiang swallowed hard: "Uncle...didn't you call me and tell me that Yang Shuai was dead?"

"Bullshit, when did I ever say such a thing?" "..."

Zhou Qiang was stunned.

His first reaction was self-doubt: Could it be that he really remembered it wrong?
but……

The chat history on my phone is still there!

His uncle even sent him a photo of Yang Shuai hanging himself on an elm tree in front of the woman's house, along with a 7-second video!
Zhou Qiang took out his phone to show his uncle the chat history: "Uncle, you even sent me a photo..."

"Mr. Zhou!"

Chen Yang interrupted Zhou Qiang, saying, "We've already eaten, why don't we go to Yang Shuai's house for a visit?"

Gu Jinghui stood up and agreed: "Yes, let's go to Yang Shuai's house first... Many classmates in the group have sent messages saying they've already arrived."

Xu Hailong was very hospitable and saw the three of them out of the courtyard, saying, "Qiangzi, there are a lot of people at Yang Shuai's house today. Bring your classmate over to sleep at our house tonight."

Zhou Qiang gave a perfunctory reply.

Instead of driving his own car, he got into Chen Yang's Mercedes. After Chen Yang started the car and drove a short distance, he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Chen, my uncle... has something happened to him?"

Chen Yang chuckled and asked, "How do you know?"

"He was the one who called me about Yang Shuai. How could he have forgotten about it so quickly? Could he have been possessed by something unclean?"

Zhou Qiang himself shuddered.

I was both scared and worried.

"That's not the case."

Chen Yang said, "No matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it can't escape my eyes. Your uncle and aunt are perfectly healthy."

Zhou Qiang: "How could they forget that Yang Shuai died... Turn right ahead, and it's just a few hundred meters further!"

Without Zhou Qiang pointing the way, Chen Yang had already found Yang Shuai's three-story villa.

The villa was very grand, and the main road in the village was right in front of it. All kinds of cars were parked on both sides of the road, and you could hear laughter and cheerful voices coming from the yard from afar.

Chen Yang drove slowly and said, "Look... not only your uncle, but also all the neighbors in this village, and Yang Shuai's relatives and friends, are forgotten!"

In rural areas, let alone a "family annihilation tragedy," even if a young couple in a family has a quarrel, the whole village will know about it within two days.

But the people in this village...

It's as if they don't remember anything like this ever happened, as if... Yang Shuai never died!
Now a dead person is getting married in a very open and legitimate way!

The Mercedes pulled up in front of Yang Shuai's house, and Chen Yang honked the horn.

Several children playing at the door were startled. One of them, about seven or eight years old, exclaimed, "Holy crap, a Mercedes... This Mercedes is so beautiful!"

Chen Yang and the other two got out of the car. Zhou Qiang called out to the child, "Hey, kid, is Yang Shuai here?"

The child took off running into the yard, calling out as he ran, "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang... there's a chubby little black guy looking for you."

Zhou Qiang: "..."

Footsteps sounded in the courtyard.

Zhou Qiang glanced into the courtyard, and his pupils contracted involuntarily!
It's Yang Shuai.

He trotted out with small, quick steps, laughing heartily, "President Zhou... you didn't even call, so I could have met you at the intersection... Oh, Chen Yang? Gu Jinghui?"

"Are you here too?"

Chen Yang shook hands with Yang Shuai and said with a smile, "How could we not come to your wedding?"

"Ok?"

He was slightly taken aback...

Yang Shuai's body temperature was very abnormal, and his steps were slightly stiff just now, which did not escape Chen Yang's eyes!

Yang Shuai: "???"

A strange glint flashed in his eyes... Why are Chen Yang's hands colder than mine?
(End of this chapter)