Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

A new day in Taozhai Village began in the dim morning light.

Chunhua's mother got up early in the morning to empty the toilet and vaguely saw a person lying under a big willow tree. She thought it was a man who got drunk last night and slept on the side of the road all night.

"Hey, whose body is sleeping there? Do you think the big willow tree is your wife?"

She shouted in a rough voice, and when she saw no movement from the other end, she went about her own business.

When she came back, she saw that the man seemed to be still motionless, so she walked over to take a look out of curiosity.

When I got closer and hadn't seen clearly who was sleeping below, I suddenly felt something wrong above my head.

When I looked up, I saw a hanged ghost with his tongue sticking out and his eyes rolled back.

“Ahhhhhhhhh, someone’s dead!”

This frightening roar immediately made Taozhai Village lively.

Then came waves of screams.

There are always some stubborn people who refuse to believe and insist on seeing with their own eyes what a hanged ghost looks like, and then one after another they are frightened and scream.

Four hanged ghosts with terrifying faces, a man lying on the ground without knowing whether to live or die, a charcoal basin and yellow paper all over the floor, the atmosphere of horror is at its peak.

It's hung so high that it doesn't look like something done by a human. If a human can't do it, then it must be a ghost.

Ahhh, Dong Ge’er and his family must have done something to deserve the evil spirit’s revenge!

In the end, no one dared to take the man down, and all the people in the village, big and small, gathered in the open space to encourage each other.

At this time, the sounds of drummers beating gongs, drums and suonas came from afar in the mist, getting closer and closer.

The originally lively music now sounds extremely weird.

Everyone in the open space was shocked.

It was not until the wedding sedan emerged from the mist that they suddenly remembered that everyone had forgotten something.

Today the son of the wealthy family is coming to bring Lin Xingchen from the west of the village back home to use as a greenhouse.

Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at Xing Chen, whose life or death was unknown under the tree. No one dared to step forward, assuming that Xing Chen was dead.

The son of the wealthy man actually came in person on horseback, and he acted as if he was getting married, with a big red flower on his chest.

He has a fat head and big ears, but he doesn't look like a bad guy. He looks a little silly.

He saw so many people coming from the village from afar on his horse, and thought they were all there to greet him and watch the fun, so he quickly sat up with his head held high.

He also reminded the matchmaker to give more candies to the children when they asked for them.

The matchmaker was experienced and had sharp eyes. He could sense from a distance that something was not right in the atmosphere.

She stepped on a piece of yellow paper and kicked it aside because she thought it was bad luck. Suddenly she realized something and squinted at the big willow tree at the entrance of the village. Her heart skipped a beat.

The villagers who were watching them quietly in the open space felt something was getting more and more strange.

The matchmaker stammered, “Master Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, something seems wrong up front.”

"I've told you before, my name is Yuan Yuanyuan, not Yuan Yuanyuanyuan. Yuanyuan is just a nickname given to me by the elders in my family." Young Master Yuan explained patiently.

"......It seems like there's paper money all over the ground in front!" The matchmaker didn't have time to explain, and pointed to the yellow paper floating on the ground in front.

Yuan Yuanyuan bent over his horse, squinted his eyes and looked forward, and was startled.

"Oh, it's true!"

He slapped his thigh and smacked his lips with some regret.

"It's probably a funeral in the village, and we picked the wrong day to run into it, but there's nothing we can do now.

When we go back later, we must make the brazier burn brighter before we get off the sedan chair to remove the bad luck from our Xing Chen."

"His house is at the west end of the village. The road to the east is completely blocked. How can we get there?"

Yuan Yuanyuan thought about it, took out some change from his pocket and put it in the matchmaker's hand, and asked the sedan chair and the musicians to stop.

"Go ahead and take a look. No matter which family it is, the dead are the most important. Give this money to the owner. Just think of it as us burning some paper."

The matchmaker nodded while holding the silver.

"It's only right to be courteous when picking up the bride and attending a funeral. I'll go now."

The matchmaker went forward with the silver, and Yuan Yuanyuan sat on the horse and waited patiently.

He watched the matchmaker walk along. Everything was fine at first, but when he walked under the big willow tree, he suddenly stopped.

I saw her look up at the tree, then run back in a panic.

"They hanged themselves, all of them hanged themselves, dead, dead, the whole family you were going to pick up is dead!"

Yuan Yuanyuan was so scared that he rolled off his horse.

"What did you say?"

"They are all hanging on the willow tree. The whole family is here!"

Yuan Yuanyuan's face turned pale instantly, and he ran towards the big willow tree despite everyone's attempts to stop him.

He went under the tree and looked above his head for people. Seeing the ugly appearance of four people hanging together, he was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

After looking carefully, I found that Lin Xingchen was not there. When I lowered my head, I noticed the person under the tree.

He walked over with gritted teeth and put his finger under Xing Chen's nose tremblingly to try.

"Alive, breathing, he's still alive!"

Yuan Yuanyuan was so happy that he clapped his hands on the ground. He was fat and strong, but Xingchen was thin and small now, so he bent down and picked up Xingchen.

Yuan Yuanyuan ran back with the person in his arms, shouting to the villagers:

"He's still alive. I'll take him to see a doctor. It's not a good idea to keep him hanging on the tree. Take him down and bury him properly. Don't let him cause any trouble for you."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care what they were going to do. He hurriedly put Xing Chen in the sedan chair and hurriedly carried him to the town's clinic.

After arriving at the clinic, the old doctor felt the patient's pulse and lifted his eyelids to take a look, and said that it was a strange thing.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this, he's just sleeping, but why isn't he waking up?

To be on the safe side, the old doctor gave Xing Chen another injection on the head.

Da Huang held his chin in his hand and sighed.

[It's useless. Stop working. I'm punishing him by letting him sleep for a while so that his health bar can grow. The system has to have its own rules, right? Don't I have any dignity? ]

The old doctor's treatment was still useless, so he told Yuan Yuanyuan that he had no other ideas and asked him to seek help from someone else.

Yuan Yuanyuan thought how could that be possible.

You are the best doctor in this town. If you can't do it, no one else can do it either.

In order to provide timely treatment in case of an accident, Yuan Yuanyuan immediately decided to let Xing Chen stay in the clinic.

He asked the servant to go home and tell the family what had happened, and asked them to remove the brazier, red silk and other things, saying that the person had already been brought here, and the ceremony could be held on a good day after Xing Chen recovered.

In this way, Xingchen stayed in the clinic.

Yuan Yuanyuan might be too fat, so he wants to make up for his shortcomings by taking advantage of others' strengths.

Anyway, the more he looked at Xing Chen's current appearance, the more he liked him. A man who had never done housework at home actually stayed with Xing Chen in the clinic for more than ten days without taking off his clothes.

He spared no expense to find the best ginseng, and when Xing Chen couldn't eat anything else, he kept him going with ginseng soup.

While Xing Chen was sleeping, half a month passed.

Da Huang complained in his heart: [Okay, I already know that you can find a man when you wake up. ]