Du Zhai handles white affairs first and then red affairs, which is quite unconventional.

But as the world is vast, truth is the greatest, customs have to give way, and truth can be bought with money.

Several eminent monks and Taoists endorsed one after another, saying that the Du family leader's new marriage conformed to the ancient rituals, the lunar calendar, and was blessed by gods and Buddhas, etc.

Mr. Yin-Yang’s calculations revealed that the horoscopes are naturally compatible. There has never been such a perfect match in ancient and modern times.

Weddings and funerals come and go, there are still the same teams, change clothes and start again.

The same suona, when played this time, is filled with joy.

As a man of the family, Zhong Sheng is very involved, and his presence is required everywhere.

"It's Mr. Zhong, he's really good-looking."

"I heard that he has unparalleled courage and avoids ghosts. He is a rare and rare man in a century."

“It’s so beautiful!”

The wedding was a joyous occasion, and there were many guests. Many female relatives, many of whom were unmarried, secretly glanced at him.

Zhong Sheng couldn't care about this. He was still thinking about what Zhong Kui had said to him in private last night before he left.

"When my little sister gets married, the Ghost King will definitely come to steal her."

"I stopped him in the underworld, but it's up to you to deal with the demons and monsters in the underworld."

Yin and Yang are separated and do not interfere with each other. This is the iron law.

However, Zhong Kui has an upright temperament and strictly abides by it, but Huang Gui Wang is not particular about it. After all, he has already lost his sight and is determined to do something wrong.

"He invited reinforcements from the underworld of Heluo. Among them were fierce ghosts who wreaked havoc on the yin and yang and dared to harm people in broad daylight."

"Xiaosheng, you don't have to fight. Protect the guests, relatives and friends, and lead me to kill the Huanggui King, and then I will join you."

Zhong Sheng knew that none of the eminent monks and Taoist priests nearby had any real abilities. Now he had no hope of fighting the Ghost King with real swords and spears. Although Du Ping was capable, it was only useful in the world of the sun and was useless when encountering ghosts.

The land of martial arts.

Now, the task of ensuring that my sister-in-law's marriage goes smoothly falls on Zhong Sheng's shoulders.

"The wedding team is here."

According to custom, people cannot come in and out from the same house, so my sister-in-law moved out of the inner courtyard and arranged it as her natal home in another new house in the city.

As for the inner courtyard of Du's house, it is decorated as a bridal chamber to welcome the newlyweds.

Zhong Sheng stood in front of his new house, on the left side of the street, with little kids running around, asking for money and candies.

There are also many idle people in the city who come forward to bow in the autumn breeze, say congratulations, and share the wedding money.

“The environment is quite chaotic!”

Zhong Sheng turned around, cut his finger with his penis, took a drop of blood and smeared it on his eyelids.

A cold wind carrying smoke and dust blew down on his face. Zhong Sheng opened his eyes and was slightly surprised.

As the group of urchins scrambled for sweets, the number kept changing as they chased and fought, sometimes seven, eight, sometimes nine, or ten.

If you look closely, you will see two or three children wearing flowered coats and buns, with pale faces and stiff limbs.

Look at the red decorations on both sides of the street, and there are clouds of black smoke rolling around, leaving traces like soot.

Where vegetation is flourishing, countless eyes are hidden among the layers of leaves.

All of these are private secrets that were previously invisible to the naked eye.

The Ghost King's spies are almost everywhere, with big ghosts and little ghosts hiding in the dark, spying on Zhong Kui's family.

This is not good!

Du Ping's sedan chair comes to welcome the newlyweds, and has to go out of the city for a circuit, passing by his old house before he made his fortune, and finally sent into the city.

There is a large wild forest outside the city, and the tree canopy blocks the sky and the sun. Walking inside on a sunny day, it is also bitingly cool.

From time to time, city residents would go into the forest to collect firewood and accidentally faint. After returning, they would fall seriously ill and die in three or two years.

If the Wild Ghost King wants to steal a bride, he will definitely choose to do it in the wild forest.

The red wedding robe Zhong Sheng wore today was very spacious, and the ancient sword was hidden in the sleeve.

"Ang ang ang."

The little donkey next to him has a red flower on his head and a ball of red silk on his tail, which is very festive.

"Little donkey, you are Zhang Guolao's spiritual beast. You must be outstanding. No matter how chaotic it is, follow my sister-in-law's sedan closely."

"Remember, don't leave even one step. I'll treat you to a drink later."

The little donkey raised its hoof and gestured twice. Zhong Sheng understood, "I understand, add two more pig's trotters."

With crackling sounds and the sound of drums soaring to the sky, the wedding team arrived in front of the new house, and the lovely guests came to the door.

Du Ping got off his horse, knocked on the door and asked, and the rest of the process went smoothly.

Zhong Sheng carried his sister-in-law out of the house without touching the ground and put her into the sedan chair.

With a smile on his face, Du Ping held his hands around and accepted the instructions from the crowd.

"Xiaosheng, please take care of yourself."

Sister-in-law, this woman who is strong on the outside but soft on the inside, seemed to sense something and opened her mouth softly to Zhong Sheng's background.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't hit me!"

Amidst the shouts of the bearers, the sedan got up and walked along the bustling streets towards the outside of the city.

Zhong Sheng looked back and saw the imps among the urchins, the black smoke lingering in the air, and the eyes of the trees and flowers, all following closely behind him. The little donkey followed Zhong Sheng in step with him, following behind the wedding procession.

A journey out of the city is a process of moving from prosperity to desolation.

The houses are getting shorter and the buildings are sparse. Even the clothes of pedestrians on the street are dull and patchy, and the color is generally grayish brown. In the wedding procession, the old housekeeper and several family members, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, distribute wedding cakes to the pedestrians.

The wedding cake is baked from fine white flour and is as big as a basin. It is a rare delicacy for poor people.

However, in Zhong Sheng's eyes, the ghost team receiving the wedding cake included a few little ghosts.

The little ghosts held the wedding cake and sniffed it with their noses, but did not bite it.

After a while, after the wedding team left, several wedding cakes fell on the ground, covered with mold spots, and had been dehydrated and cracked, as if they had been left for decades.

"Ang, ang!"

The little donkey was holding something in its mouth and came close to Zhong Sheng.

"Don't make trouble, now is not the time."

Zhong Sheng subconsciously lowered his head and saw a severed hand in the little donkey's mouth.

Looking around, there was no blood, and there was no bloody smell in the air. Looking at the wedding procession, no one was crying out for help.

Where did the severed hand come from?

"Huh?

Zhong Sheng suddenly discovered that this severed hand was bloodless and had been bitten off by a ghost.

"You did it?"

The little donkey smiled and nodded, then took the severed hand in its mouth and offered it to Zhong Sheng.

"Throw it away, throw it away, it's dirty."

The little donkey is so capable, which makes him feel more at ease.

The broken hand rolled around a few times and stopped motionless among the dead branches and leaves everywhere.

After a long time, the welcoming team left, and there was no more sound of people in the place.

A ghost hand stretched out timidly from the darkness, grabbed the severed hand, and suddenly retracted it.

"There are wild woods ahead. Everyone, please take a few steps quickly to avoid letting the bride catch the cold."

Du Ping saw a flash of green in front of him and turned around to order the bearers.

But what he didn't see was that the top, outer walls, and even the poles of the sedan were occupied by iron-gray imps one after another.

These little ghosts are holding tokens with the word "Yue". They may seem to have slender limbs, but they are quite heavy.

The bearers were so tired that they were sweating profusely and kept muttering, "The bride is so graceful and graceful, but she is heavier than an iron ox."

They became more and more strenuous, their pace began to slow down, and the wedding procession slowed down unconsciously.
Chapter completed!