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

Chapter 73 He was hanging from the tree!
"It's not even certain whether the bride is alive or dead, don't you think it's bad luck?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Chen Yang: "I don't mind driving a car sent by a dead person, so what's wrong with driving a bride who was stabbed to death?"

"A car given away by a dead person?"

Gu Jinghui was taken aback: "That Mercedes? Didn't you say it was a gift from your friend? He's dead?"

Chen Yang was very honest: "Yes, I killed him. Before his soul went down to earth, he promised to give me the car."

Gu Jinghui: "..."

He went to Gucheng with Chen Yang, and it was after that night that Chen Yang got another car. Even the dumbest person could guess that the car belonged to one of Qi Ruifeng and his three disciples!

But can this even be called a delivery?!
Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Chen, Gu Jinghui, are you asleep yet?"

It's Zhou Qiang.

Gu Jinghui got up and opened the door. Zhou Qiang walked in carrying hotel bedding, glanced cautiously at Chen Yang, and asked, "Mr. Chen, can I sleep on the floor here tonight?"

Chen Yang: "Why are you sleeping on the floor? You and Gu Jinghui can squeeze in together."

Zhou Qiang said happily, "Thank you, Boss Chen!"

Gu Jinghui: "..."

You're sharing a bed with me, why are you thanking Chen Yang?

"Didn't you share a room with Zhang Xiaolong? Why did you come here?"

"Zhang Xiaolong talks too much."

"Hey……"

Gu Jinghui clearly didn't believe him and laughed, "Are you scared, kid?"

Yang Shuai, who was supposed to be dead, is alive and well, and no one in the village knows about it. His family is even making arrangements to help him get married... Anyone would feel uneasy if they encountered such a thing!
It's only because Zhou Qiang knew Chen Yang's abilities that he ran back to Wucheng long ago.

It's already past 1 a.m.

Gu Jinghui was exhausted from excessive damage to his soul yesterday, and fell asleep after chatting for a few minutes. However, Zhou Qiang tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he could only chat with Chen Yang to ask about his uncle's situation.

"No rush. Since I promised you, I will definitely help you solve it."

"Chen Yang... I've heard that all of you have a master. Who is your master?"

“Heirloom!”

"what?"

Zhou Qiang exclaimed in surprise, "Your dad... Uncle Chen really knows magic? Could it be that Uncle Chen is also a reclusive master? But he... he..."

"Are you trying to say that since my father was also a cultivator, why did he die so young?"

Chen Yang did not hide anything and told the truth: "My father was killed by villains in the martial arts world."

Zhou Qiang: "I'm sorry."

Chen Yang: "There's nothing to apologize for. I've already sent the four masters and disciples who killed my father to hell..."

"........."

Zhou Qiang was dumbfounded.

What the hell!

Is it something I should listen to?
It was 3 a.m.

Boom boom boom!
Another knocking sounded at the door.

Yang Shuai's voice came from outside the door—

"Chen Yang... Chen Yang..."

Chen Yang glanced at Zhou Qiang and said, "Go open the door."

Upon hearing Yang Shuai's voice, Zhou Qiang couldn't help but recall the photos and videos his uncle had sent him of Yang Shuai hanging from an elm tree. He felt a chill run down his spine and dared not open the door.
He wrapped himself tightly in the blanket and pretended to be asleep.

"........."

This piece of shit!

Chen Yang cursed under his breath, realizing he had no choice but to do it himself.

The small hotels in town didn't even have room keys; the doors were locked from the inside.

open the door.

Outside, Yang Shuai, dressed in a suit and tie, with his hair slicked back and a corsage pinned to his chest, smiled and said, "Chen Yang, sorry to disturb your sleep... Let's get ready and go pick up the bride right away."

Chen Yang: So early?

Yang Shuai: "It was requested by the woman's side; they said there were certain customs involved."

"This custom is really strange!"

Chen Yang laughed and said, "Marrying off a daughter in the middle of the night, it's like a ghost marriage."

"........."

Yang Shuai was clearly a little unhappy, but he still smiled and said, "The woman's family has a lot of things to do, so we don't dare to ask too much... Anyway, thank you for your help."

He turned around and knocked on another door.

His gait was stiffer than during the day, and he had a putrid smell about him. In Chen Yang's eyes, he was surrounded by a gray, deathly aura.

"Interesting!" Chen Yang returned to the room and woke up Gu Jinghui.

"Damn it, what kind of wedding is this in the middle of the night?"

Gu Jinghui grumbled and dawdled until he finished washing up before the three of them went downstairs.

Zhang Xiaolong and the other classmates who drove also came downstairs one after another. The group left the hotel together and saw that the cars parked neatly on the roadside in front of the hotel were decorated with flowers and balloons.

At the front was Chen Yang's Mercedes, decorated in a particularly festive style.

Yang Shuai was carrying a red carpet and putting it on each car one by one.

This is called "hanging red".

This custom is common in many rural areas when a new house is completed or when celebrating a happy occasion.

"Brothers, thank you for your help."

After hanging the red ribbons, Yang Shuai opened a pack of cigarettes and handed out a box to everyone: "My family also prepared some wedding gifts for everyone. I'll give them to you later. I'll ride in Chen Yang's car and lead the way. Everyone, follow me."

"no……"

Zhang Xiaolong asked in surprise, "Just our eight cars? How many people are on the woman's side? Can they handle them all?"

Yang Shuai said, "My wife's family doesn't interact with relatives much; it's just the four of them... We brought so many cars just to make it more lively!"

Zhang Xiaolong then said, "You're going to go pick up the bride yourself? According to your customs, shouldn't your sister be the one to do it?"

Yang Shuai: "It was the woman's family's request."

This excuse was too convincing, and no one could come up with anything to say about it.

soon.

The wedding procession, consisting of sixteen students and eight cars, set off.

Yang Shuai sat in the passenger seat next to Chen Yang.

Zhou Qiang and Gu Jinghui exchanged a glance and ran to Zhang Xiaolong's car in the back.

After leaving Yuzhen, Yang Shuai pointed out the way: "Turn left at the intersection ahead... Drive slowly, there's a speed camera ahead with a speed limit of 60."

Chen Yang asked in surprise, "You know this?"

Yang Shuai: "I often run this road, and I've become familiar with it after running it so many times."

After leaving Yuzhen and heading south, there is a relatively flat road for a few kilometers, followed by a zigzag downhill road, and then a large ditch!
This ditch is forty or fifty meters wide and more than ten meters deep, with a bridge spanning it.

After crossing the ditch, the road winds its way up the mountain.

Chen Yang had never driven on such a mountain road before, and couldn't help but complain, "This lousy road is too difficult to drive on."

Yang Shuai said, "This place is called Baobaozi Bay. The road has an elevation difference of more than 600 meters over a distance of six kilometers... Every year, many people are involved in car accidents on this road."

He pointed outside: "This is the place... Someone died in a car accident here last year."

The night breeze is blowing.

Chen Yang turned his head to look outside, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a strange light in Yang Shuai's eyes...

The light was like the kind of light you see when you shine a flashlight into the eyes of a cat or dog in the middle of the night—it was extremely eerie.

The Mercedes-Benz wound its way through the mountain roads, and finally reached the top of the mountain after going through a slope that was two or three hundred meters long!
Yes……

This road was actually built directly up the mountaintop.

However, this situation is not uncommon on the Loess Plateau. What is most peculiar is that the road on the mountaintop is strangely flat, and there seem to be houses built on both sides of the road.

After driving for about 40 minutes, under Yang Shuai's direction, the vehicle entered a village called "Lihuazui".

It was already past 4 a.m.

The village was completely silent.

"The one up ahead... the one with the lights on is it."

Yang Shuai pointed to the road, and eight cars stopped one after another outside a farmhouse.

Everyone got out of the car.

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "It's so quiet... Aren't there any dogs in this village? I remember last time I drove back to my hometown late at night, the whole village was filled with barking dogs."

However, at this moment, no one was thinking about so much, and they crowded around Yang Shuai as they walked into the courtyard.

Chen Yang quietly made his way to the very back.

Gu Jinghui and Zhou Qiang also slipped to the back.

Chen Yang said in a low voice, "Have you figured anything out?"

Zhou Qiang shook his head.

Gu Jinghui said, "What a thick fog... I see gray fog floating all around this courtyard!"

"This is death energy; you can see it naturally once you have the ability to see ghosts."

Chen Yang pointed to a large elm tree at the entrance of the courtyard and said, "Look over there."

Zhou Qiang looked in the direction Chen Yang pointed, but saw nothing.

Gu Jinghui's pupils contracted, and he instinctively wanted to shout, but then covered his mouth and said in a voice only Chen Yang and Zhou Qiang could hear, "It's Yang Shuai..."

"He was hanging from the tree, his tongue sticking out..."

(End of this chapter)