Martial Cultivator Chapter 128: ??4
"Yes."
The maids and servants glanced at Sun Changgui, who had a red cloth on his head, with strange eyes, and then retreated one after another.
Sun's father took a few breaths and hurriedly helped his son up the steps with his wife, and pushed open the door.
Squeak——
The red candle light flickers.
Under the lamp, the bride, wearing a red hijab and auspicious clothes, has a graceful figure. Her sleeves are exposed and her wrists are exposed. She is not wearing any jewelry.
She seemed to sense someone pushing the door open and coming in. The hands folded under her belly were immediately intertwined, and the embroidered handkerchief was wrapped several times around a pair of calloused palms that were darker than her wrists.
Sun's father glanced at his daughter-in-law, who was wearing a red hijab.
I glanced at my grandson's mother.
Sun's mother immediately let go of her son's hand, turned around and locked the door.
The two of them made rustling movements, and the strong smell of medicinal herbs and corpse stench from Sun Changgui's body filled the room in just a moment.
"You, you..."
"Who's in the house?"
The bride is not an ignorant person. Of course she can smell the strong smell and hear the footsteps of more than one person. She hesitated and couldn't help but ask.
"My son is bedridden and can't walk, so my father and I helped him come here so that you two can consummate your marriage." Only when the grandma talks about her son, her expression will be caring and warm, and the rest of the time The knot is indifferent.
Even facing the daughter-in-law who just passed by, she didn't look good at all.
"Oh, oh..." The red hijab shook slightly. The woman under the hijab seemed to have lowered her head, and her voice was a little sad.
Then Sun's father and Sun's mother helped Sun Changgui to Babu's bed and moved him onto the bed.
His face was still covered with red cloth, making his appearance invisible.
After settling their son, the two did not leave.
Sun's father dragged out a box from the corner of the room, took out a black cloth and stuck it on the door, facing the bride wearing a red hijab.
On the black cloth, there are outlines of writings that look like ghostly symbols, with a green and rusty bronze mirror in the middle.
Then she took out four more human figurines and placed them in the four corners of the room.
The figurines are a couple wearing auspicious clothes;
A woman with no clothes on her body, a woman with a big belly and no clothes on her body;
Sun’s mother crouched on the ground and pasted a piece of red paper as long as her finger on the back of the pregnant woman’s photo.
The red paper has a certain year, month, day and time written on it. If the bride lifts the red hijab and looks at it, she will immediately find that the red paper is her birthday!
Then, Grandma took out a bundle of red rope and first wrapped it around the couple figurines in the southeast corner of the house. Then she wrapped another thread around the female figurine in the west, and finally wrapped the thread around the female figurine in the west. It leads to the figurine with the bride’s birth date and horoscope on it.
As Grandma wrapped the red rope around the figurine, a faint smell of blood spread in the room.
Because the smell was very light, it was easily covered up by the stench emanating from Sun Changgui's body.
Unnoticed by others.
Only Wang An, who was hiding under the bed at some point, smelled it.
The smell of blood clearly comes from the four human figurines. I don’t know what material they are made of, but they must be something extraordinary.
Wang An secretly circulated his fist spirit.
The whole room is enveloped with the spirit of the fist, and all the furnishings in the house are reflected in his own spirit.
The next moment, he ‘saw’ four groups of red lights pulsating in the four corners of the house from the illusion of the room he had reflected, especially the red light attached to the bride’s birth date that was beating the most intensely!
Wisps of blood snaked out from the red light and wrapped around the bride silently.
Gradually it gathered between her eyebrows.
The center of the eyebrow is where the Niwan Palace is, where the human soul resides!
Wang An opened his eyes excitedly.
I have some idea of what my grandma is doing with these arrangements - it's like some kind of sacrificial ceremony, and now, the bride who just passed through has undoubtedly become the family's sacrifice to 'resurrect' their son!
Yes.
The person on the bed had no life at all.
It is a corpse that has been dead for at least a month!
It’s just that Wang An didn’t understand that since it had been more than a month since Sun Changgui died, why didn’t the famous doctors invited by the Sun family find out?
Is there any news from the Sun family?
If Sun Changgui hadn't died half a month ago, the stench emitted by his corpse was clearly as strong as that of someone who had been dead for a long time!
At this time, Sun's mother took out a copper basin, a small folding table, incense candles and other items from the box.
She placed the altar table in front of the bride, with candlesticks and incense burners placed on it.
He set up a copper basin behind the table and took out a stack of paper money.
The incense candles are lit one after another.
The bride sat upright behind the altar table, as if she were a dead person being enshrined!
"What are you doing?"
Sensing the heat brought by the burning candles and paper money in front of her, and the scent of incense wafting into her nostrils, the bride finally couldn't help but speak.
She didn't know what was happening in front of her.
Up to this moment, they were all still wearing their red hijabs obediently, with no intention of lifting them to check!
Wang An was hiding under the bed, observing this scene with his fist spirit and frowning.
In his observation of the fist, the bride's emotions only fluctuated slightly, but the fluctuations were not strong. They were basically equivalent to the fluctuations of ordinary people's thoughts.
When this happens, it either means that the bride is well-educated and well-educated to the point of being unfazed by favors and humiliations - she was born in a humble background, and her father sold her for a few dozen taels of silver and married her to a son who didn't know how to live or die.
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Either it is that the bride has already given up her ambition!
She has no nostalgia for anything in the world, no curiosity and desire to explore, and she has an indifferent attitude towards what happens to her.
That’s why!
She already knew that her father sold her like this?
Outside.
Sun's mother knelt behind the copper basin and muttered: "Salmen, hello haha..."
The weird atmosphere gradually accumulated and condensed.
Sun’s father took a red finger-thick rope from somewhere, glanced at the bride, and said expressionlessly: "What are you doing?
You probably know which family your father pointed out to you, right? ”
"I know, I know." The bride responded weakly, "Daddy, daddy has paired me with a woman."
"**? Yes!" Sun's father sneered, "We will not lie to you about this matter. I married you just to be my son's wife!"
The bride was silent for a while and whispered: "I will serve my parents in the future and do my duty as a widow."
She thought that the so-called marriage meant that she was marrying a dead man.
In the future, I can provide for this dead man’s parents until they die.
Sun's father shook his head repeatedly and said: "In that case, both men and women should be ghosts of the dead, otherwise what would they be called?
It seems that your father has not explained it clearly to you..."
"Dad, do you want me to die?" the bride asked softly, and then said to herself, "It's better to die..."
She sighed softly.
The sigh contains countless emotions that are difficult to describe in words?