My wife is not a demon

How can a boss force his subordinates to play beauty tricks? Isn't this embarrassing me for my life?

At around [-]:[-] p.m., the big ship entered the territory of Dongzhou.

The sky was getting darker.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the corners of the sky red, and the skylight and the river colors perfectly touched each other, shining brightly, like soft halos.

The boat was not far away, and encountered a painting boat docked on the shore.

The painting boat was wrapped in red silk, and a big "囍" character was pasted on the hull. There were many people shouting and watching the excitement around the shore.

"It seems to be a happy event in a certain family."

The altar master laughed.

Chen Mu was a little puzzled: "Why did this married couple run to the river?"

"This is a water marriage."

"Water marriage?"

Chen Mu was speechless for a moment.

Being ignorant, he has only heard of water burials, and this is the first time he has heard of water marriages.

The altar master explained: "This is the custom of the Yiyuan people. What they worship is the water god. Every couple must be blessed by the water god to truly complete the marriage."

Chen Mu was stunned.

That's what happened.

But at this moment he thought of his own wife, the two of them were getting married every night.

A new couple walked out of the boat.

Wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab, the bride walked out of the cabin with the careful support of the matchmaker, and then helped her to a bamboo raft.

The boatman propped up the long pole and slowly pushed the bamboo raft away.

There were layers of ripples on the water surface.

The bride knelt on the bamboo raft, and she floated away with the bamboo raft for a distance of about five feet. The bright red wedding dress looked extremely glaring on the river.

Amidst the booing of relatives and friends, the bridegroom jumped onto another bamboo raft.

He took the pole and rowed towards the bride.

There was a happy smile on that not-so-handsome but honest face, and his eyes were full of love when he looked at the bride.

The high altar master continued to explain: "The bride enters the water first, floats a distance of five feet, and then the groom chases after him. The faster he catches up, the more blessings he will receive from the water god. If there is a husband who can't row, he will ask Come to relatives and friends to help, but the price is that the groom can only jump into the water and grab the bamboo raft.”

"It's interesting."

Chen Mu stared at the groom who was proficient in pole support, "It seems that this kid is not bad."

The bamboo rafts are getting closer and closer.

The bride still knelt quietly on the bamboo raft, floating slowly with the waves, waiting for her sweetheart to chase her.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

The red hijab on the bride's head was lifted by the sudden wind, and then rolled into the air.

Everyone was stunned.

The groom who was rowing the bamboo raft also froze the smile on his face.

Even Chen Mu and Gao Tanzhu on the boat were stunned, a piercing chill rushed to the soles of their feet, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

The bride still knelt quietly on the bamboo raft, like a delicate red lotus.

The water surface is rippling with blue waves, and the ripples are cascading.

But her head was gone!

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and saw a head vaguely wrapped in the red gabriel that was blown up by the wind.

I don't know who let out a piercing scream first, and everyone else woke up, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Whoa!

The surface of the river suddenly exploded.

The violent waterfall rolled over, directly involving the headless bride, and the bamboo raft shattered.

Soon the surface of the river returned to calm.

The red veil and head in the sky disappeared, as did the bride's body, only a pool of blood slowly spread on the river surface.

"The water god is angry!"

"Run! The water god is angry!"

"..."

Those people all ran away screaming, and no one paid attention to the bridegroom on the other bamboo raft.

The latter sat slumped on the ground, as if stupid.

Seeing everyone running away, after yelling a few times, he jumped into the water and swam to the shore.

"What... what's going on here." The dumbfounded Murong girl said with her pale face, her red lips slightly parted. "Could it be that the water god is really angry?"

Chen Mu subconsciously wants to investigate, but thinking of his current identity, he can only watch.

This scene was indeed not even expected by him.

What was thought to be a festive wedding, turned out to be a funeral, which is unlucky enough.

But is there really a water god?

Why did a gust of wind blow away the red veil and the head.

The high altar master came back to his senses, and quickly said to the sailor in a deep voice: "Stay far away from the water area just now, try to go around it!"

His concerns are not unfounded.

Regardless of whether it is the water god who is angry or not, it is best not to get close, so as not to cause trouble.