I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Little Fatty is such a glutton, I just can't do anything with him. As soon as he hears there's something delicious, his mouth waters.

Uncle Qiao and the others also wanted to see what this village was like, which I described as a paradise on earth.

Little Fatty walked very fast, and I could hardly keep up with him. I quickened my pace, grabbed his arm, and said very seriously, "Little Fatty, I have something to tell you, and you must do as I say."

"What's up? Tell me quickly," Little Fatty said impatiently.

"We can't eat anything from that village later. Be careful, what if we get infected?" I said seriously.

"Didn't you say there was no danger? There are so many delicious things I can't eat, I'm going to be so hungry!" Little Fatty said reluctantly.

I took out two large pig trotters from the Dragon Tiger Mirror and handed them to him: "Take these first, have a taste. Listen to me, don't eat anything from over there. If they really attack us, we won't even know how we died."

Little Fatty took the pig's trotter and nodded: "Alright then, I'll do whatever you say."

I can't pinpoint what's wrong with that village; everything seemed normal. But the more normal it seemed, the more uneasy I felt.

When traveling, it's always good to be cautious; better safe than sorry.

It is precisely because we have been scammed many times, and also scammed others many times, that we have learned a lot of lessons. When you are out and about, if you don't take your life seriously, you will die very quickly.

And so, our group headed straight into the village.

Soon, they arrived at the village entrance, where several people dressed in animal skins were roasting wild boar around a campfire.

They were quite surprised to see us there and looked very wary.

One of the men came over carrying a short knife and started talking in Manchu, but I couldn't understand a word he said.

However, it seemed that Master Qiao could understand and speak, and immediately responded with a few words. The man with the knife smiled and patted Master Qiao's shoulder affectionately.

After exchanging a few words with that man, Third Master Qiao walked towards us.

“Young Master Wu, I’ve found out. These people are indeed Manchus who live in seclusion deep in the mountains. A couple in their village is getting married today. They were very wary of us earlier, asking what we were doing here and how we found our way. I told them we were hunters who got lost and wandered into this place by mistake. When they saw that I was also Manchu, they were very friendly to me and invited us to stay and have a wedding feast,” Third Master Qiao said with a smile.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the man came over again, grabbed Third Master Qiao's arm, and said a few more words.

After responding with a few words of laughter, Third Master Qiao said to us again, "Young Master Wu, the village is about to hold a banquet. This brother has invited us to come and eat, hoping that the newlyweds can receive our blessings. Shall we go?"

"Since we're already here, let's go take a look." I glanced warily at the group of people.

Those people looked at us with smiles, and seemed quite friendly.

Then, the man dressed in animal skins led our group to the other side of the village.

Before long, they arrived at the place where the whole village had previously held a feast.

When that man led us over, the eyes of the entire village fell on us, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

The man spoke loudly, dispelling everyone's doubts. Then, several young men from the village brought over tables and chairs, intending to set up a table just for the few of us.

That's good, at least I don't have to sit with the villagers and feel awkward.

We had just sat down when, shortly after, people dressed in animal skins came over with food and filled the table.

They even brought us a jar of wine.

I glanced at the food; it was all very natural, with chicken, fish, mushrooms, and wood ear fungus.

As soon as Little Fatty saw the food on the table, his eyes lit up again, and he couldn't resist reaching for it. I patted his arm, and the kid reluctantly pulled his hand back.

After settling us in here, the man left.

The villagers ate their food without a care in the world, as if we didn't exist.

It would be very impolite of us not to touch this table full of food, so I immediately took out some peanuts and snacks from the mirror and put them on the table. I also secretly poured the jar of wine onto the ground and filled it with the beer I had brought. Everyone pretended to eat and drink.

As Uncle Qiao sat there, looking at the surrounding scenery, he suddenly whispered to me, "Young Master Wu, I have a very strange feeling. It feels like all of this is unreal, like a dream. Are we really dreaming?"

As he spoke, Third Master Qiao pinched his thigh, wincing in pain. He wasn't dreaming; everything before him was real.

"Is it common for weddings to be held at night among your Manchu people?" I asked in a low voice.

“There’s no such tradition, but customs vary from place to place. Every community is isolated from the world, so it’s normal for their customs to be a bit strange.” Old Master Qiao seemed to be trying to convince himself.

As we were talking, the blue-headed, golden-eyed beast suddenly appeared out of nowhere, jumped directly onto Third Master Qiao, and then jumped from him onto the table.

The little thing didn't stand on ceremony; after getting on the table, it started eating the food on it.

When Little Fatty saw the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast eating, he immediately became excited: "Little Jie, if the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast is eating, we should be able to eat too, right? It's a spirit beast, if it were poisonous, it wouldn't dare to eat it."

"It's okay to eat, but you can't. Stop talking nonsense and behave yourself today," I instructed Little Fatty.

As we were chatting, the crowd suddenly became lively. On the viewing platform in front, someone set up a table for heaven and earth and began to place various offerings.

Soon after, the bride and groom came out.

The bride was wearing a red wedding dress and had a red cloth on her head.

The groom wore a long robe and mandarin jacket, and his head was also covered with a red cloth.

Seeing this scene made me even more puzzled; it was the first time I'd ever seen a groom wearing a red veil.

The bride and groom, holding hands with a red rope, were led onto the wedding stage by an old man, and the crowd immediately became lively, with people constantly cheering.

At that moment, I suddenly noticed something. I realized that the groom's walking posture was a bit strange, as if he was limping. His build looked just like Wang Guodong's!

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