Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 461 A Bad Luck Sign: Thorns Appear on the Road, Red and White Clash

Yin Shi.

The Du family mansion.

Du Bingyan, dressed in a bright red wedding gown and with her head covered, waited patiently in her boudoir.

Today is her big day. She will soon be officially married to the man she loves, bear his children, and live a life of mutual support and harmony.

From now on, we will be together for life.

Even though she had now attained the level of a profound master, she still couldn't hide her excitement, so much so that the gold ornaments on her headscarf swayed and made a soft, rustling sound.

Inside the main hall, a group of senior members of the Du family, led by Du Xingheng, were entertaining guests from all sides, creating a lively atmosphere.

The Du family has now become the uncrowned king of Youzhou, but in the end, they cannot compare to the Gongsun family, who have been landlords for a thousand years. They still need time to fully settle down.

This grand wedding of Du Bingyan is a perfect opportunity to demonstrate our strength and resolve, solidify our alliances, and deter those with ill intentions.

In contrast, Du Xingwu, the father and father-in-law, had a much simpler and purer mindset:
"I hope Yan'er's marriage will proceed smoothly without any setbacks..."

From the day the Great Yu dragon vein was severed and the dragon energy scattered in all directions, the prelude to chaos in the world was officially launched.

Beacon fires were lit in various places, and people fought and killed each other.

The situation in Youzhou, which had just calmed down, was thrown into turmoil again by the surrounding influences, with one wave of trouble following another.

The remnants of the Gongsun clan, having rallied a group of loyal followers and with the support of powerful clans and factions in neighboring states, began their counterattack and retribution.

Like wildfire, one blaze is extinguished only to be set ablaze again, an endless stream that keeps the Du family constantly on the run.

In this way, the weakness of the Du family's lack of foundation was exposed to the fullest extent and laid bare to the eyes of many ambitious individuals.

After all, the Du clan replaced the Gongsun clan by relying on the spirit of their ancestor, Du Renwang.

Although the Dragon Transformation Pool enhanced the clan's strength and added many Yellow Courts, it was still far from enough to maintain the rule of the entire Youzhou.

After all, due to the natural world's influence, the area of ​​Youzhou is now as large as the former Great Yu Kingdom.

With a vast territory and sparse population, demons and monsters have proliferated, making governance far more difficult than before.

Those remnants of the Gongsun clan led their men and hid in the deep mountains and marshes, making them impossible to find.

When they come out, they will attack the grain routes and trade routes, or capture one or two cities, and exterminate the small families and sects that have joined the Du family, creating panic.

The situation in Youzhou is currently relatively calm on the surface, with only occasional minor disturbances, but the undercurrents beneath the surface are already raging.

This is also why the Du family held a grand banquet for Du Bingyan's wedding, hoping to stabilize the situation and come up with a solution that satisfies all parties.

But which of these aristocratic clans and sects isn't a cunning old fox who has cultivated for thousands of years? In the current situation, why would they be willing to make such a bet so easily?
Among them, the Chen, Wang, and Tian clans, who were related by marriage, were the most enthusiastic, after all, they were following the Du family and enjoying all the good food.

But their strength...

There are no Yin spirits!

The assistance provided to Du's family was limited.

"Rong'er, in heaven, please bless our daughter's marriage and make sure there are no setbacks..."

Du Xingwu looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

"Have all the guests arrived?"

At this moment, Du Xingheng, with a solemn expression, summoned the official in charge of rites.

He had walked among the guests and realized something was wrong; fewer people had arrived than expected.

"Master, of the 126 families who promised to attend the banquet, 92 have arrived. The others might... be delayed on their way?"

The official replied with his head bowed, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

The 126 families invited by the Du family this time were all carefully selected, as they were all influential and prominent forces that were involved in the overall situation of Youzhou.

Out of consideration for their image, they would never be late, as this would be considered impolite and would invite ridicule.

But now, there are still more than thirty companies that haven't arrived, I'm afraid...

"Give the order to everyone to be on high alert and increase vigilance!"

Du Xingheng said something in a low voice, a flash of worry in his eyes that disappeared quickly, and when he looked up, a smile returned to his face:
"Haha, Brother Zhuge, how have you been..."
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In the sea of ​​clouds.

The wedding procession, with one dragon, eight phoenixes, and the singing of ten thousand birds, was magnificent and imposing. Its grand procession terrified all the demons along the way, who fled in panic.

As Liu Sheng sat cross-legged in the golden wedding car, pondering his words, a sudden ripple of emotion stirred within him.

On a whim!

"Could it be... that there will be some unexpected troubles this time around?"

He frowned, looked into the distance, but found nothing.

However, just to be on guard, he summoned his two avatars, the Frost Prison Crow and the Imperial Daughter Sparrow, to protect him.

The main purpose was to protect Zhao Lei and his group of ordinary people.

"Speaking of which, haven't you cast a divination yet today?"

He remembered that he hadn't used his "divination" talent for today, so he immediately began to calculate.

After the "survival instinct" of the spinner was incorporated, the accuracy of its "divination" talent improved significantly, especially in terms of danger perception, which was elevated to a whole new level.

In an instant, a bamboo tube appeared in his eyes, from which a divination stick flew out, transforming into several lines of ink-wash light and shadow—

[A mediocre or unfavorable outcome indicates a difficult journey]

The divination poem reads:
The road was paved with stones and bumps, and when I went out, I was caught in a downpour.

Suddenly a stranger came and disrupted things, and all the hard work was wasted.

……

"A medium to low fortune? Judging from this fortune slip, it doesn't seem very good."

Liu Sheng raised his eyebrows and carefully pondered the meaning of the fortune-telling poem.

Overall, the passage suggests that the road ahead will be fraught with obstacles and unexpected complications, with planned processes stalled and agreed-upon matters changing.

In particular, the phrase "strangers causing trouble" foreshadows uninvited guests who will disrupt the wedding and bring chaos and disputes.

"How dare you cause trouble on my joyous occasion!"

He sneered, his expression slightly strange, his eyes sharp, yet subtly revealing a hint of eagerness.

Although I was very annoyed that he disrupted my wedding, I just fused three level 7 talents and needed a few test subjects.

If you dare come, I'll kill a few to bring good luck and celebrate.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the murderous intent surging within him, and a faint smile slowly appeared on his lips:
"Let's go, keep singing, keep playing music."

The group continued on their way, and about fifteen minutes later, they suddenly heard a gong sound, high-pitched and rapid, like raindrops, clanging and clattering.

It makes one feel tense and anxious.

Immediately following was the mournful sound of the erhu, low and plaintive, like weeping and lamenting.

Then, the sounds of suona, stone drum, sheng, xiao, cymbals and other instruments appeared in turn, forming a funeral dirge.

Further away, a funeral procession came riding on the clouds, the cold wind blowing the white cloth. There were no fewer than a thousand people, all dressed in mourning clothes, choking back sobs and wailing, their grief so profound that it saddened those who heard it and brought tears to their eyes.

Faintly, the sound of mournful chanting could be heard:
"No longer can I hear the child calling in the hall, only the old tea leaves remain to be brewed on the steps, oh dear!"

Tears soaked my lapel—tears soaked my lapel—

……

A short while later, the procession stopped, and coincidentally, it landed in front of the wedding procession, blocking their way.

One red and one white, clearly distinct.

In folk customs, when a wedding procession coincides with a funeral, or a joyous occasion meets a sorrowful one, it is called "red and white clashing," and strange things often happen as a result.

The key lies in "making way".

There is a saying that "red gives way to bridges, white gives way to roads."

But this is in the sky right now.
Who should give way to whom?

(End of this chapter)