"Into the bridal chamber!"

The master of ceremonies shouted out the last process with a male duck's voice.

The so-called bridal chamber is not a bridal chamber at home.

After all, Liao Ming is dead and will be sent to the yinzhai.

It means burial!

The bride's green clothes must also be tied and thrown in for burial!

"No, I don't, I don't --"

Qingyi wanted to struggle and was knocked on the back of his head with a stick. The voice stopped suddenly.

Liao Biao sneered and waved his hand, "bury!"

……

On the other side, on the mountain road, a jeep free light was flying through the woods.

"Little sister! Little sister -"

Qinglin fiercely opened his eyes and stood up from the back seat.

Just now, I fell asleep because of carsickness, but I had a nightmare. I dreamed that my little sister Qingyi was in danger. Even when I woke up from my dream, I still felt palpitations and wet all over.

Tang Zhiruo couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Qinglin, I haven't seen you like this. Carsickness can also produce hallucinations!"

"It's not an illusion!" Qinglin grabbed the backrest very hard. His face turned white. He said nervously, "I have telepathic communication with my sister since I was a child. I have a hunch that she must be in danger! Yes, Abba and my sister must be in danger!"

Tang Zhiruo and Jiang Beichen, who was driving, looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. I just think Qinglin is too tired.

"Qinglin, relax. Now that a Da's father and son are dead, no one will be bad for your father and Qingyi. What's more, the villagers of Qinglong stronghold hope you can be the patriarch. When his father and little sister are brought back, your three families will be very happy!"

"Oh, by the way, isn't your father going to marry your little sister? You're going to add a brother-in-law soon!" Tang Zhiruo smiled and comforted.

Qinglin reluctantly smiled, but his expression was still a little nervous, "I hope! But I still think something is wrong!"

"My heart is seldom so flustered!"

Qinglin said with lingering fear: "I remember when I was a child, my little sister went to the mountain to pick mushrooms and met a group of wolves. I was also worried at home. My father took me to the back mountain and happened to meet my little sister who was going to be taken away by the wolves! Fortunately, my father saved her in time!"

"Telepathy?" Jiang Beichen frowned slightly. Although it sounded a little unscientific, he really met this kind of thing.

After all, human intuition is a terrible thing.

"Brother Jiang, I'm worried about what happened to my father and sister, otherwise let's drive faster?" The green forest quickly opened his mouth and prayed.

Jiang Beichen nodded, "OK, then sit down and let's speed up now!"

Buzz!

Jiang Beichen stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and the free light drove quickly towards shangdangzhai.

An hour later, the three came to shangdangzhai.

We were just catching up with a group of people who were sending off their relatives. They were blowing, playing and singing and walked towards the outside of the village. There are many onlookers around, including old people and children jumping around, so it's not lively.

Tang Zhiruo, with a curious expression, pointed to the back of the team and said, "you see, this family sending team is so strange. What is the sedan chair carried behind? How can your sedan chair be angry in the coffin?"

Tang Zhiruo looked puzzled. Although the sending off team was somewhat similar to that of Miao Jiang, she was really amused by the fall of the sedan chair.

Jiang Beichen also hurriedly looked and couldn't help frowning. As Tang Zhiruo said, the thing wrapped in red paper decals didn't look like a sedan chair at all, but like a coffin.

But coffins are usually black or brown. How can they be so fancy.

Qinglin shook his head and immediately explained to the two: "this is not an ordinary sending off team, this Yin marriage team!"

"Er? Yin marriage team?" Tang Zhiruo's smile froze when she heard the word "Yin marriage", and she fought a cold war ruthlessly.

Qinglin continued to explain: "in our ancient witch clan, Yin marriage is very common! Because there is a custom here. If a little boy dies before he reaches adulthood, he is not eligible to enter the ancestral temple unless he can find a girl of the same age to marry him!"

Hiss!

Tang Zhi couldn't help feeling numb if she heard him say so.

"Don't you want to marry a dead man? Isn't that terrible? What about the little girl? There can't be girls who die at the same time at any time?" Tang Zhiruo couldn't help asking.

Qinglin shook his head and said, "I won't find a dead girl at all, but I must find a living one. Then, after the wedding, I have to bury the boy!"

"What?" Tang Zhiruo couldn't help staring at big beautiful eyes, and Jiao's body couldn't help shaking.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but frown. "What's this bad habit? Isn't it a careless matter of human life?"

Qinglin shook his head. "Things handed down for thousands of years are worthless here. If the family is not good, it's good to be an animal!"

Jiang Beichen took a deep breath and couldn't help sighing: "it's really a gold in troubled times, a prosperous woman!"

"Hum!" Tang Zhiruo couldn't help humming, "it's wrong to bully women in troubled times and prosperous times. Everyone is human. Why should we trample on women? Not to mention, it's a living life!"

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Zhiruo flashed and hurriedly leaned towards the wedding team, but the goal was the flower coffin in the middle!