my weird life.

Chapter 484 Wedding (22)

"Although marrying someone else at the age of 47 is a very shameful and embarrassing thing to say, but I still sincerely hope that I can get Miss Haruko's blessing and that Miss Haruko can attend my wedding!"

The sunlight lightly sprinkled into the window pane, reflecting the amber tea in the teacup on the long table.

Yayoi held the prepared vermilion invitation in both hands, and handed it to Haruko Inoue, who was wearing a shrine maiden costume.

Haruko is already a slim woman now, and she has lost a bit of the youthfulness of a girl.

After more than ten years of fighting to unify the entire Dongliu Island, the years seem to have left no traces on her face. Her skin is still tender and fair, but the sweetness between her eyebrows and eyes has already turned into a deadly aura.

At this moment, she opened the invitation and looked at it, a smile appeared on her serious face.

The glacier melted instantly.

"Haven't heard your husband's name yet?
Not a samurai? "Haruko asked with a smile.

Yayoi nodded in response: "Yes.

He was a small pottery vendor in the neighborhood, and he took me home to heal my wounds when I was badly wounded in the war against the Ping clan's rebellion. "

"Very well.

My Yu family elder has also found his own happiness. "

Haruko nodded her head lightly, put away the invitation carefully, and listened to Yayoi whispering in her ear expectantly: "I ordered a red wedding dress as Miss Haruko said.

Red is so pretty, it makes an old woman like me look more energetic.

The wedding hall is also decorated in red,
Miss Haruko must come by then.

In our Dongliu Island's traditional wedding, the woman wears "Bai Wugou" because the mother's family thinks that a married daughter is as if she is dead, so they put her in pale mourning clothes.

Now I have no parents,

Marriage is something worth celebrating, why do you wear white clothes..."

While talking, Yayoi carefully observed Haruko's face. Seeing that Haruko was in a trance, as if she was remembering something, she paused. After the other party recovered, she continued slowly: "Miss Haruko, Arranging the wedding venue and wedding dresses in red is still your previous proposal.

You also want to have a red wedding with someone, right? "

Haruko lowered her eyes,

The amber tea in the teacup is rippling and rippling.

Her living habits and her various expectations are all imprinted with the shadow of someone.

Like this cup of tea—

If it wasn't for what he said, how would she have tried this kind of clear tea that was only brewed without adding any spices, and made drinking this kind of clear tea into her own habit.

"Jun Zhuzhao disappeared in Changchuan,
With the sword that burned Hiraiko to death.

He won't be coming back.

If only I was burned to death by the sword..."

Haruko looked pale.

Yayoi's eyes were gloomy, she made several plans in her heart, and finally said: "Miss Haruko, the Inoue family... can't have no successor... If there is no successor in the shogunate, the rebellion of the samurai will be inevitable..."

"The shogunate will not have no successors." Haruko shook her head, "My brother will marry his wife in a few days,

Shortly after,
They will have their offspring.

How can there be no successors like this? "

Listening to Haruko Inoue's words, Yayoi was silent for a moment, and nodded without asking further questions: "Yes."

"I'm a little tired,

Elder Yu, you should also go back and prepare for your wedding.

I will attend your wedding as promised. "Haruko drank all the tea in the cup, her voice became a little tired.

Yayoi nodded in agreement, got up and walked to the door in small steps.

She paused at the door, and turned to look back at the current Patriarch of the Inoue family - Kiyoshi Inoue, the great general who conquered the barbarians, Miss Haruko who could only be herself when she lived alone, and finally couldn't help but said: "Miss Haruko, in a person's life, is You will meet many different people.

Why lock yourself in place? "

Haruko squinted her eyes slightly, enjoying the sunlight outside the window.

She did not respond to Yayoi's question.

Yayoi sighed softly, turned around and opened the door, and left the spacious living room.

After she left for a while, Haruko opened her eyes, stared at the pane in a daze for a long time,

Then, she got up and walked into the depths of the room.

A shrine is fastened to the wall deep in the chamber,
inside the shrine,
There is a god seat - 'the seat of the candle dragon's great imperial god'.

above the gods,

Hanging a white dragon mask.

under the throne,
Kagura bells and god sake are placed.

Haruko picked up the Kagura bell and rang it.

A woman in a priestess costume has a graceful and graceful figure, dancing solo under the cover of a light veil.

……

Su Wu opened his eyes.

The sunlight outside the tin-sheet house shone in through the windows.

He looked at the arrangement of tables and chairs in the board room, and was in a daze for a moment.

Every time I return to reality after the simulation, I can feel the alienation between myself and the real world.

As the number of simulations increases,

This sense of alienation has not weakened, but has become stronger.

He sat on the head of the bed,
It took a while to get used to it.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it shows that the current time is already '35:35', the sun is shining outside the window, this '[-]:[-]' must not be night.

The problem is, Su Wu vaguely remembered that Yun Nishang had agreed with him to set off for 'Tangcheng' early the next morning.

It shouldn't be too early now, right?

Will it delay the flight to Tangcheng?
In this simulation, how long has passed in reality?

Thoughts swirled in his mind, Su Wu recalled the time he spent in the simulated world - he made it clear that he would not stay in Dongliu Island for more than three months.

And at the beginning of the simulation, he was not directly simulating with his real body,

Instead, simulate with consciousness——Conscious simulation consumes less real time.

Taking out the cell phone under the pillow casually, Su Wu glanced at the time on the cell phone, and it showed that it was past ten o'clock in the morning after one night.

"The last time I simulated the past lives of the Kitchen God's disciples,
Simulate directly with the real body, and the simulated day is 1 minute of the real world.

The Kitchen God disciple was from the late Ming Dynasty.

This time, the simulation of Dongliu Island swordsmith,

The real body simulation time should be more than two months, close to three months - I started the simulation at 10 o'clock in the evening in reality, and it lasted eleven and a half hours until 30:[-] am the next day...

Roughly equivalent to every four hours, only one month passes in the simulation.

Although the father of 'Abu' has always been thinking about returning to the Tang Dynasty, Jianzhen traveled eastward in more than 700 AD, and Axiong stayed in Dongliu Island for more than 200 years. It can be seen that the period of Dongliu Island should be 900 AD Many years, even 1000 AD.

At that time, it was either the end of Tang Dynasty or the beginning of Song Dynasty.

——Could it be that the further the simulation time goes, the more time is consumed in reality? "

Su Wu collected the thoughts in his head, got out of bed and pushed open the door of the iron sheet house.

The bright sunlight outside caused him to narrow his eyes slightly.

He walked out of the room, looking back and forth, and saw nothing unusual about the temporary camp in Zhanghe Village. The construction workers were still operating various machines and constructing various buildings. The rumbling sound of the machines was incessant, making it extremely lively. .

Opposite door is the iron sheet house where Yun Nishang lives, the door is open,

There was no one inside.

Did she go to Tangcheng alone?
A thought popped up in Su Wu's mind - he immediately denied this thought.

I am the one who is going to Tangcheng, Qushui and other places,

What did she go to Tangcheng for?
It's ridiculous,

After a lot of simulation experience, my sanity has slowed down a bit.

The rumble of machinery in my ear,

Su Wu pulled a chair from the door of the prefabricated room, sat down simply, squinted his eyes to enjoy the sunshine, and at the same time calculated carefully in his heart and alienated his own thoughts.

Earlier, Jiang Yingying sent herself a photo,
The 'Bronze Mirror of Eight Diagrams' on the photo has aroused the perception of 'Canopy-Palm Punishment Seal'.

It is judged to be a torture tool by the palm punishment seal.

This bronze mirror was enshrined in the 'Zhuhulang Temple' in the local countryside of Tangcheng.

Therefore, I made an agreement with Jiang Yingying to go to Tangcheng to visit the temple today.

Tangcheng is the first stop of the next itinerary.

After that, we will travel from Tangcheng to Qushui.

Go to Yuzhu Temple in Qushui City. There is a "Five Thunder Altar" in the Taoist temple. This is the most important goal of Su Wu's trip to Qushui. , to start practicing smoothly.

After the trip to Qushui, turn to Longhu Mountain to see if there is any harvest there.

Then go to Linyang,
The "Zaojun Temple" in Linyang is most likely the temple that Su Wu opened with the brothers and sisters of the Zaoban at that time.

There he left a brass ring.

After all this is over,
We will depart from Linyang to the Secret Tibetan Domain.

sorted out...

Su Wu let out a long breath.

He heard footsteps approaching from the side.

The footsteps are quite light,
It shows that the owner is in a good mood.

Opening his eyes, Su Wu turned his head to look to the left, and saw Yun Nishang walking quickly.

Yun Nishang was holding some food in her hand. Seeing Su Wu looking at her, she raised the food in her hand with a smile: "Did you just wake up? Eat your breakfast first!"

"breakfast?"

Su Wu propped himself up from the chair, and asked Yun Nishang: "Aren't you leaving for Tangcheng today?
I still have breakfast now, will I miss the plane? "

"It's okay." Yun Nishang shook her head, "I knocked on your door in the morning and called your phone, but there was no response, and then I adjusted the flight.

We have now eaten and headed to the airport at noon.

Lunch is to be eaten on the plane. "

Yun Nishang wore a white sweater and slim-fit jeans today. She walked up to Su Wu with her long legs, and handed the food in her hand to Su Wu: "This is a freshly made bun in the cafeteria.
How much do you want to eat?So delicious I ate two of them! "

"Thank you."

Su Wu took the bun,

The steamed stuffed bun in the plastic bag was still hot, and he took a bite of the minced meat inside. The minced meat was wrapped in gravy and rolling in his mouth, it was really delicious.

Yun Nishang watched Su Wu eat from the side, her lips were slightly raised, and her vermilion lips reflected a seductive luster in the sun.

She continued: "The batch of ancient armor you needed last night has arrived in Zhanghe Village.

You can check things after eating. "

"Okay." Su Wu nodded.

(End of this chapter)