Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

Bai Yu took the master's wife all the way north.

A few days later, while passing through a town, Bai Yu asked the boatman to stop.

"Master's wife, Sanhe Town is ahead. I have some things to deal with here, so let's rest in front."

I had previously promised Lao Zhangtou to give something to his granddaughter.

Because of the rebels, there was never a chance to deliver it.

Now that there is no danger, Bai Yu will naturally keep his promise and do what he says.

And he was also a little curious about Lao Zhangtou's granddaughter.

After hearing this, the mistress said softly:

"Everything is up to Xiaoyu."

Since giving birth to her little junior brother, she has become more gentle.

Perhaps the mistress had a tender temperament, but life forced the gentle Miss Sun to turn into the capable and agile Widow Sun.

Bai Yu arrived at the inn in the town and asked for two guest rooms.

In the evening, Bai Yu and his wife had dinner together.

The street downstairs was particularly lively.

Every house is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, as if there is a temple fair with dragon lanterns dancing at night.

Not long after, the gongs and drums were noisy, and the suonas were singing.

It was so joyful and lively.

Many people gathered around a large sedan chair that could seat sixteen people and came from the other side of the street.

In the sedan chair, sat a bride who was twenty-eight years old.

The bride wore exquisite makeup, had a beautiful face, and looked like a beauty.

But Bai Yu discovered something was wrong.

In the sedan chair, the bride was gagged and crying.

If you look closely, you can see that she is tied to the seat!

The bride with a sad face is incompatible with the noisy and joyful scene around her.

Bai Yu's heart moved slightly, he summoned the waiter and asked:

"Little brother, what kind of festival is this? Why is it so lively?"

The waiter said:

"This is a unique festival in our town, called the Dragon King's Wedding."

Bai Yu became interested and lined up a few copper coins as a tip:

"Why is it called the Dragon King's marriage?"

The waiter accepted the tip and smiled happily. He immediately knew everything and said:

"This custom has arisen in the past twenty years. Twenty years ago, a group of people had a dream at the same time. They dreamed that the Dragon King wanted to get married and ordered that pigs and cattle tributes and unmarried brides be prepared every year."

"No one cared about it at the time, but a few days later, several boats capsized on the river, and several people in the town were missing."

Bai Yu frowned, it seemed like something strange was causing trouble.

Mortal warriors will become divinely transformed when they reach the ninth level of cultivation.

The same is true for the beasts in the mountains. When they are powerful to a certain extent, they will produce certain spiritual powers. Some can entrust people with dreams, some can make people enter illusions, etc.

The waiter continued:

"That year, people in the town were in panic, so they had no choice but to send offerings from the Dragon King. Sure enough, everything was calm the next day."

"Since then, every year at this time, we have to make big arrangements to marry the Dragon King. If there is no big event any year, the town will soon be in disaster."

Bai Yu discovered the key and asked:

"When the Dragon King gets married, where does the bride come from?"

The waiter sighed and said:

"Some are girls bought on the black market outside, and some are from criminal families."

"If you really can't choose, then someone will draw lots for a suitable girl, and the people in the town will give that family some compensation."

"The girl this time is the only daughter of the old Zhang family who was drawn by lot."

"The Zhang family had a daughter for a long time, and they held it in their hands as a treasure. When they heard that she was chosen, the couple cried and fainted on the spot."

The waiter sighed and talked about the rumors of the Dragon King's marriage for a while before going down to entertain other guests.

Bai Yu remained silent.

The lady on the side pulled Bai Yu's sleeves and asked in a low voice:

"This girl is so pitiful, Xiaoyu, can you help her?"

After all, the teacher’s wife couldn’t bear it.

When she became a mother, she couldn't bear to hear these things even more.

She vaguely knew that Bai Yu's strength was extraordinary, and she hoped that Bai Yu could take action.

Bai Yu pondered for a moment and said:

"I will follow you tomorrow to take a look. Within the scope of my strength, I will take action as appropriate."

"If something goes against me, I can only do nothing to help."

This has always been his purpose.

He does not reject kindness and is willing to take action when he can.

But once it may affect himself, he will still choose to protect himself first.

After listening to Bai Yu's words, the master's wife knew that this was Bai Yu's best effort.

She sighed quietly and gave Bai Yu a chopstick to eat.

Bai Yu looked towards the street.

The procession passed by downstairs, and the bride's pity-filled face became clearer and clearer.

At this moment, a man stopped in front of the team.

She wore a cloak, her face was hidden in the gauze, and only a section of her neck as white as snow could be seen.

Wearing a tight bunt, she has a slim figure, especially her long legs, which are slender and round, full of wild vitality.

When Bai Yu saw him upstairs, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart, and secretly sighed:

"With such beautiful long legs, it would be a shame not to ride a tricycle."

He looked downstairs with interest, wondering why the cloaked woman was stopping everyone.

Downstairs, the people in the parade were noisy.

In the team, the mayor of Sanhe Town stepped forward and shouted:

"Where did this guy come from? He dared to block the road."

"Get out of the way, you can't afford the punishment for delaying the Dragon King's marriage!"

At this time, the cloaked woman held a long sword, pointed the hilt at the bride in the sedan, and said:

"I want to save her."

People around him suddenly started shouting.

"If you dare to stop the Dragon King from getting married, you will kill us."

"Throw her out!"

"The wedding parade cannot be interrupted. If we anger the Dragon King, we will all be in trouble."

"Who will save us after saving the bride?"

In the wedding procession, the mayor stepped forward, bowed, and smiled bitterly:

"Lady, you can't control this matter. The Dragon King's wedding is a custom in our town. We have to do it."

"If you save her, it will only anger the Dragon King, and our entire town will suffer."

The cloaked woman said lightly:

"Come down, I will marry the Dragon King for her tomorrow."

"But you have to agree to my three conditions."

The mayor was stunned when he heard it, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

It took him a long time to react and he was ecstatic.

He was naturally happy that someone could replace the woman in the town.

He said happily:

"Are you serious, lady? Let alone three conditions, even if it's thirty or three hundred, we in Sanhe Town will definitely try our best to meet them."

The cloaked woman said:

"Tomorrow, in addition to the tribute of pigs and cattle, I also need two baskets of eggs, the blood of one hundred mice, and a load of snake stink grass."

"If you prepare all three, I will marry the Dragon King on his behalf."

The mayor and others were confused.

But they wanted more than anything else if the people in the town didn't have to die.

The mayor patted his chest and assured:

"Don't worry, lady, we will prepare all these overnight."

The cloaked woman didn't say much, and went straight to the sedan chair and replaced the bride.

Upstairs, Bai Yu was thoughtful.

It seems that the Dragon King's wedding tomorrow will be very exciting.