Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 3 Unexpected Changes

The room fell silent.

The entire village was killed? There are dead bodies everywhere in the village?

How is that possible?

Suddenly, Matchmaker Wang waved her handkerchief and laughed, "What joke! Are you trying to scare this old woman? We just arrived, and the village chief personally greeted us, along with so many villagers. Everyone was so hospitable, offering water and steamed buns. How could they all be dead?"

A woman in the wedding procession, her face pale, said, "Officer Dou, you can't joke like that. Today is Young Master Luo's wedding day."

The dark-skinned man was named Dou Peng, a minor constable in Qingquan Town, whom most of the townspeople knew.

His face was pale and his body was trembling. He spoke in a trembling voice to a middle-aged man with a short beard on horseback: "Lord Xu, we can swear that we rushed here as soon as we received the news yesterday. We saw with our own eyes that the whole village was dead, not a single person was alive. That's why we rushed to the city to report..."

The other constables nearby also quickly spoke up.

"Lord Xu, we certainly saw it with our own eyes yesterday; the ground was covered in blood and corpses. There's no way it could be fake!"

When the wedding party saw the constables making such solemn vows, their expressions suddenly changed.

Matchmaker Wang's expression changed slightly, but she still refused to believe it. She swayed her hips as she walked to the bridal sedan chair and said, "Gentlemen, I'm afraid you're not going to Linshan Village, are you? We've even brought the bride back; how could it be fake?"

Upon hearing this, the men on horseback immediately focused their gazes on the bridal sedan chair.

The middle-aged man with the short beard, who was at the head of the group, immediately ordered, "Lift the curtain and let us see the bride!"

Matchmaker Wang hesitated, "This..."

At this moment, Luo Qingfeng and Song Wan'er also got off the carriage.

When Luo Qingfeng noticed that Wang the matchmaker was looking in their direction, he paused for a moment and then said, "Lift the curtain."

Upon hearing this, the matchmaker lifted the curtain.

Inside the sedan chair.

A slender figure, dressed in a bright red wedding robe and wearing a red veil, sat there quietly.

Matchmaker Wang breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the middle-aged man on horseback, saying, "Sir, please look closely. We have indeed brought the bride back. Constable Dou and the others must have made a mistake; she's probably from another village."

He had just finished speaking.

A gust of wind suddenly swept in from the front and entered the sedan chair.

The red veil on the bride's head suddenly fluttered and slipped off her shoulder.

A terrifying face, covered in white bones, suddenly appeared!

It looked as if something had torn off his entire cheek in one bite, leaving only a horrifying face bone with rotting flesh and blood!

The faceless corpse, with long hair and dressed in a bright red wedding robe, sat there eerily and quietly, motionless.

"ah--"

The matchmaker's terrified screams instantly echoed throughout the entire wilderness.

The four men carrying the sedan chair trembled with fright and put it down with a "thud".

The sedan chair had just landed.

The bride, dressed in a bright red wedding robe and sitting gracefully in the sedan chair, suddenly tumbled out and fell to the ground.

It was a rotting, faceless corpse!

"ah--"

The others in the group also screamed in terror.

The people standing nearby were so frightened that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground.

Immediately, the middle-aged man with a short beard named Xu Fang drew his knife with a "clang," leaped down, and landed in front of the sedan chair.

The other three men on horseback also drew their weapons, dismounted, and galloped over.

The expressions on their faces all turned extremely ugly.

"The body is highly decomposed; it has been dead for many days..."

Luo Qingfeng stood frozen in place.

Song Wan'er, standing to the side, covered her mouth, her body trembling.

After screaming, Wang the matchmaker fainted from fright, and liquid leaked from her trouser leg.

The rest of the group were also trembling with fear.

Xu Fang used the knife in his hand to turn the corpse lying on the ground over, glanced at it again with a pale face, then turned to look at Luo Qingfeng, who was dressed in a wedding robe in the procession, and asked, "Did you really carry this out of the village?"

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the nightmare from last night.

The Faceless Bride!

"Let's go! Let's go check out the village!"

Xu Fang made a quick decision, then looked at Luo Qingfeng and the others, and said in an unyielding tone, "Everyone who just entered the village, come with us to the village again."

The matchmaker, who had just woken up, shuddered and closed her eyes again.

Xu Fang frowned. Seeing that it was getting late, he had no choice but to say, "Alright, groom, you take the two of them and come with us again. Everyone else, wait here. No one is allowed to leave!"

"And remember, no one is allowed to touch that corpse!"

Although Luo Qingfeng was frightened, he also wanted to find out what was going on.

Where is his bride?

Is this the faceless, rotting corpse in front of me?

still is……

He followed silently behind.

"Cousin...cousin, Wan'er will go with you..."

Although Song Wan'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, she bravely followed him.

Song Chuan hesitated for a moment, then followed behind with a look of terror on his face.

One of the town's constables stayed behind to keep an eye on the others.

The remaining constables followed behind, their faces pale.

The group quickly crossed the wooden bridge.

The small mountain village ahead appeared suddenly in the thin mountain mist.

Luo Qingfeng finally realized something was wrong.

It was midday.

But there was no smoke rising from the village; it was eerily silent.

When they arrived, they were all chatting and laughing, and no one noticed this problem.

Looking back now, it really is bizarre.

The group quickly crossed the muddy path overgrown with weeds and arrived at the entrance of the village.

The village was deathly silent.

The sounds of roosters crowing, children playing, and villagers warmly welcoming us were all gone.

There is a large locust tree at the entrance of the village.

There is a well under the tree.

The enthusiastic villagers just drew water from this well to quench the thirst of the wedding procession.

Xu Fang, holding the knife, led the group to the well.

Looking down, they saw a headless, rotting corpse floating in the well!

Luo Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, he was only focused on picking up the bride and didn't eat or drink anything here.

"Enter the village!"

Xu Fang gripped the knife tightly and turned to walk towards the village.

The group quickly followed behind.

The first house had a collapsed courtyard wall, and several corpses lay scattered in the yard.

Some were headless, some were missing their internal organs...

The blood on the ground had dried, indicating that the person was already dead.

Suddenly, a stray dog ​​appeared ahead, eating something on the ground. When it saw the group approaching, it bared its teeth, growled a few times, and turned to run away.

As the group approached, they discovered an old man's body lying on the ground.

The old man's chest had a large hole in it, and his internal organs were already empty.

The old man was still holding a cane.

"It's that old village chief!"

Luo Qingfeng's heart clenched, and his mind went blank.

Judging from the body, it had obviously been dead for several days.

Immediately afterward, many more villagers' corpses appeared ahead, men, women, and children, lying haphazardly, crawling, some even hanging from the courtyard walls.

Many houses collapsed, and the ground was littered with severed limbs and blood.

At this moment, even Xu Fang and the constables from the city began to tremble.

Luo Qingfeng suddenly quickened his pace and stopped in front of a collapsed house.

Looking at the ruins of the houses scattered on the ground, and the blood and severed limbs under the bricks and tiles, his heart trembled violently.

Song Wan'er walked over, trembling as she grabbed his sleeve, her eyes filled with tears.

Xu Fang also walked over, glanced at the two of them, and asked, "Did you just pick up your bride in this room?"

Song Wan'er nodded, her face pale.

Song Chuan, his voice trembling, swore from behind, "Sir, we really didn't lie. When we arrived, the village chief and the villagers were all alive... and the houses here hadn't collapsed..."

Xu Fang's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He glanced at the blood and corpses on the ground and said in a deep voice, "A group of you so large couldn't possibly be lying. You've come to get married, so there's no need for you to lie. You should be..."

He paused at this point.

Song Chuan, his face pale, asked, "Did we see a ghost?"

Xu Fang turned to look at him and said, "A ghost?"

He then shook his head, the knife in his hand trembling slightly, and said, "I'm afraid it's even more terrifying than a ghost..."

Song Chuan's pupils contracted, as if he had suddenly remembered something.

Xu Fang immediately turned around and said, "Let's go back! We can't handle this situation ourselves; we need to notify those people to come over."

The group immediately followed behind him.

Luo Qingfeng stood in front of the collapsed house, seemingly still not recovered from what had just happened.

Song Wan'er quickly grabbed him and said in a trembling voice, "Cousin, let's go quickly."

Luo Qingfeng withdrew his gaze and followed behind, his heart surging with emotion.

Something scarier than a ghost?

I thought this was just an ordinary ancient world, and that with a little effort, I could live a good life.

Now it seems that it's not that simple.

strangeness.

Even now, he has no memory of the bride or the mountain village.

Was the faceless corpse sitting in the sedan chair his bride?

The body was badly decomposed and appeared to have been dead longer than the other villagers, clearly indicating that they were not killed together.

The group left the village and joined the wedding procession.

Luo Qingfeng originally wanted to bury the faceless corpse on the ground, but was sternly stopped.

Xu Fang said with a grim expression, "If you don't want to die, stay away from it!"

Luo Qingfeng really wanted to say, "I've already memorized it."

He didn't say it aloud, but instead shivered and began to feel uneasy.

The sun gradually began to set in the west.

As darkness fell, the group finally made it back to the town.

Before entering the town.

Xu Fang sternly warned everyone that this matter must not be spread outside, so as not to cause panic.

But there's no such thing as a secret that doesn't leak.

As soon as Song Chuan returned home, he quietly told his father and mother what had happened, his voice trembling.

The mansion was already decorated with lanterns and filled with guests, all waiting for the bride and groom to return to pay their respects to heaven and earth. How could they not say so?

Luo Qingfeng saw that his cousin and his aunt were both pale with fright.

Uncle Song Yuanshan was a middle-aged man with a large belly who looked exceptionally prosperous. Although he was frightened, he quickly comforted her, "Qingfeng, since it has already happened, please accept my condolences. You should focus on your studies, and in a while, your uncle will find you a good family."

Aunt Yang Lan, on the other hand, was a heavily made-up, slender young woman. She already disliked the young man staying at her house, and now that this had happened, she immediately frowned and coldly said, "Bad luck!"

After thinking for a long time, Song Yuanshan could only sigh and say, "Alright, let's just say that Qingfeng and the bride have discussed it and now that their studies are the priority, they don't want to get married yet. I'll go out and apologize to everyone, return all the wedding gifts, and let everyone have a simple meal and then leave."

Yang Lan immediately snorted coldly in dissatisfaction: "So the money for the banquet was wasted? Who are we going to ask for it back?"

She rolled her eyes at Luo Qingfeng.

Song Yuanshan ignored her and said gently, "Qingfeng, you must be tired. Go back and rest."

Luo Qingfeng left silently.

Back in the courtyard.

He immediately took off his wedding robe and instructed Zi'er to boil water in preparation for a bath.

There was no strange smell on the wedding robe.

He had some doubts about whether he had really carried the rotting, faceless corpse inside the bridal sedan chair.

Night fell at that moment.

A blood moon quietly climbed into the night sky.

(End of this chapter)