Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 295: Bridal Chamber Flowers and Candles

Yang Shucheng was crowded into the new house by all the family members. In an instant, firecrackers went off in unison, making his ears deafen. Yang Shucheng understood something in his heart, but he had no strength at all. He was at their mercy, thinking that as long as he regained his strength, he would be able to do it. Not polite to others.

The Yanghong family did not invite any other guests. After all, they were marrying a dead person, so there was no need to invite relatives and friends to congratulate them.

As soon as the sound of firecrackers stopped, a group of women came out supporting a bride.

I saw that she was wearing a bright red new dress, her face was covered with powder, as white as frost and snow, and her cheeks were rouged as red as peach blossoms. She was also a beautiful and young woman.

It was only with her eyes closed that she thought she was a ghost bride.

Yang Shucheng and Yang Shucheng looked sideways at each other and couldn't help being shocked. They looked so much like the same person. It's just that the two of them were dizzy and couldn't figure it out for the moment. I just don't want to wait until the medicine wears off, and then I can reason. For now, in order to save my life, I just let them do what they want.

A group of people helped the newlyweds sit together. At this time, the old man also came. He and Yang Hong sat side by side under the nave. There was a big double "happiness" on the nave, and the couple on the table The red candle gave off a dazzling light.

Yanghong's seven or eight concubines were also sitting on both sides, all wearing bright clothes. The whole hall was full of joy and bustle.

If all this is true, wouldn’t it be enviable!

The servants and wives hugged the two newlyweds together, supported them, and bowed to their parents, heaven and earth in front of them, and then twice in front of them. The ceremony was completed, and they were considered a new couple.

Everyone in the hall saw that the newlyweds were a perfect match, and they all stepped forward to congratulate them.

After the ceremony, they were sent to the bridal chamber.

But where is the bridal chamber? There was a large double coffin in the room, and the two newlyweds were lying side by side. Yang Shucheng and the dead woman were lying together, unable to move, feeling uncomfortable all over, but there was nothing they could do. No matter how hard they tried, they had no strength at all.

At this time, a head stuck out from the side of the coffin. It was Yang Hong, my father-in-law. He said: "Uncle, I am afraid that you will feel uncomfortable, so I will give you a bowl of wedding wine. You two will live a good life in the underworld, love each other, and love each other." Dear Sir, on this day every year, I will give you money and gifts. Just think, my family's overwhelming wealth will definitely not make you poor."

After that, a servant came forward, holding a bowl of wine. Yang Shucheng naturally would not open his mouth to drink. Another servant stretched out his hand to help Yang Shucheng up, and opened his mouth with the other hand.

The previous servant poured a bowl of wine into his mouth and swallowed it alive.

Yang Shucheng thought, Wang Huaguo came to save me.

All he saw was darkness, and the coffin lid was closed. Then he listened to the sound of nail boards. Before he finished listening, Yang Shucheng had already fallen asleep.

After the Yang family finished their work, they decided to let the newlyweds go to their graves early.

The procession carrying the double coffin set off, and the Yang family no longer worried about Wang Huaguo. Someone also supported him and went out together.

The moon is bright in the sky, the stars are shining, and everything is clear. A group of people walked towards the northwest mountain.

Since the Yang family became prosperous, they invited Mr. Yin Yang to choose an auspicious site in the mountainous area and moved all the tombs of their ancestors there. I hope that my ancestors can rest in peace here and that the descendants of the Yang family may be safe and prosperous every year.

After walking for more than ten miles, we came to a mountain col. This place is really good in Feng Shui. Behind it is a green mountain, rolling like a crouching tiger and a dragon. In front is a stream, which flows continuously all year round.

On the hillside, there are several graves of various sizes arranged in rows. These are the ancestors of the Yang family.

At this time, a large grave had already been dug. When the coffin arrived, everyone put the coffin into the deep pit.

Then, firecrackers were set off, and the sound was like thunder in this silent mountain col.

After Wang Huaguo heard this thunder, some of the medicinal power in his body dissipated, and he had some strength, but he did not dare to act. All the guards of the Yang family were here. If he could not save Yang Shu, he would be killed by them. Beat him to death and bury him in a barren mountain.

He remained calm and waited until all his strength was restored before thinking of a way to save Yang Shucheng.

After the sound of firecrackers, Yang Hong walked forward. He really couldn't let go of his daughter! He looked at the coffin in the pit and shed tears.

He had countless treasures and countless women in his life, but he had no sons, so he loved his two twin daughters as if they were pearls in the palm of his hand.

Yang Hong looked at the coffin, and the tears flowed down again. The servants on both sides came forward to persuade: "Master, it's a beautiful time, but the spring night is too short. Let the two newlyweds enjoy the wedding ceremony with flowers and candles."

From then on, Yang Hong could no longer see his daughter. He couldn't help but feel dizzy, and he immediately left with the support of two servants.

As soon as the master left, there were so many people here that it was easy to work. You and I buried the coffin and built a new grave with a shovel.

The newlyweds entered the bridal chamber, the wedding ceremony was completely completed, and the Yang family left together.

Wang Huaguo still pretended to be weak and was supported by two servants as she returned to the Yang family.

When he returned home, there was no joy at all. Yang Hong had no children. He drank a few glasses of wine, walked into the house, and fell asleep. His father had also returned to the Buddhist hall long ago, chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha, and the sound of wooden fish could be heard faintly.

Wang Huaguo slumped on the chair, closed his eyes, and pretended that he could not move his mouth. A servant said: "I didn't expect that this young man is not in good health. Even now, he still hasn't woken up."

Another interface said: "He drank more. He will probably wake up if he sleeps until tomorrow."

Seeing that he couldn't open his mouth to eat, he ignored him, helped him into the bedroom, and put him to bed.

It was already midnight, and there was no sound outside the window.

The Yang family, men, women, old and young, worked hard for half the night and were exhausted. They all went to bed and snored. Even the servants on night shift sneaked into the house to sleep.

Only then did Wang Huaguo get up quietly. The lights in the room had already been extinguished. He walked to the window, but there was no one outside.

He turned around, made the bed quilt, wrapped a piece of clothing, and placed it on the head of the quilt, facing inside, as if it were the back of his head.

He walked to the door and pushed it gently, but it was not locked. He walked out.

The Yang family did not guard against him. Being able to marry the Yang family was a blessing earned over many lifetimes. What else could Wang Huaguo be dissatisfied about? From now on, the Yang family would support him and he would have no worries about food and drink for the rest of his life.

Therefore, there was no one guarding outside the room.

Wang Huaguo came to the courtyard. When they came during the day, a servant had already led them around, so Wang Huaguo still remembered the route.

After most of the day, the medicinal power on Wang Huaguo's body had long since worn off, and he was full of strength. However, he did not know that it was caused by practicing the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" in his dream.

He followed the path and walked towards the west. There were many enemies in the Yang family, so there were also many guardians in the family. Wang Huaguo was thin in stature, but had a bigger head. As soon as he saw the guardian coming, he hid in the flowers.

The moonlight was very bright, the breeze was blowing, and the flower branches were swaying.

As soon as the nursing home left, Wang Huaguo ran towards the west.

After running a few steps, he saw a black shadow coming towards him. With sharp eyes, Wang Huaguo saw that it was a big black dog approaching silently.

Wang Huaguo squatted on the ground, not daring to move. When the big black dog saw him squatting still, he also squatted still. Just stare at him, and if he moves, you will either pounce on him or scream loudly.

Wang Huaguo slowly put his hand into his pocket and took out his slingshot. Along the way, he picked up a lot of fine round stones by the Han River. He never left his slingshot.

Now, he slowly pulled up the slingshot and hit it with a slingshot. The stone was as fast as a meteor. The black dog didn't even see it. It hit the forehead with a "dong" sound.

The big black dog was dizzy for a while, but he didn't understand who hit him? It was inexplicable, so it didn't bark, lowered its head, ran away, and left.