Lin Yu's life of traveling through time

Now the villagers finally saw Lin Yu.

The clan leader asked viciously, "You are the one playing tricks? Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

Lin Yu burst into laughter and floated directly in front of the patriarch.

When the villagers saw that the person was floating towards them, they all took a few steps back.

"Playing tricks? Why would I pretend? You ask who I am? Didn't you just send me a wife this morning? How come you're just like that witch, forgetting everything?"

"River...Lord River God!"

“Is there really a river god?”

The villagers were trembling like sieves, wondering why the river god treated them like this if there was a river god. They had just finished offering sacrifices today. Could it be that Wang Xiaohua did not satisfy the river god?

The clan leader bravely stepped forward and said, "Lord River God, are you dissatisfied with today's bride? If not, we can choose a new one to offer to you."

The air suddenly turned cold, and Lin Yu's face became even gloomier.

"A dog will always eat shit, and you guys don't even know where you went wrong."

The clan leader panicked even more, especially when he saw the witch looking at him with horror. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Please give me some advice, Lord River God..."

Lin Yu shook his head, feeling helpless. These people treated human lives as worthless and were simply stubborn and unrepentant.

"Heh!" Lin Yu's eyes flashed red, which just happened to correspond with the blood-red lantern.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a gray mist enveloped the area amidst the flying sand and rocks, causing the villagers to cover their faces to avoid the sand and rocks.

The sound of suona rang out, the sand and rocks suddenly stopped, and the gloomy wind gradually subsided.

The villagers, led by the clan leader, gathered together with their backs to each other and looked around vigilantly, only to see a pitch-black scene.

"Let me go, I was wrong, wuwuwu..." The man collapsed to the ground, covering his ears, closing his eyes in fear and curling up into a ball.

The clan leader fiercely pulled the man up, looked at the shadowy ghost and cursed: "Humph, you couldn't even turn the world upside down when you were alive, so what are you afraid of when you're dead? Get up."

The sobbing sound stopped, the suona sound became louder and louder, and the surrounding scene changed again.

"Chief! Where... where is this?"

"I don't know. Let's go ahead and see if we can find him. We don't know where that river god took us. Humph. When we get back, we must find a Taoist master to kill him."

The group walked for a long time without seeing any human beings.

At that moment, a red silk pavement suddenly appeared on the misty forest path, and a procession of bridesmaids appeared, carrying a bridal sedan chair to the sounds of music. In front sat a tall horse with a slightly pale face and a man in a bright red wedding gown. Behind the sedan chair followed a group of people chatting and laughing, making the scene lively.

The clan leader and his group were confused about what was happening in front of them.

At this moment, the groom raised his hand to signal the procession to stop. He whispered something to the man leading the horse. The man leading the horse ran over and said politely to the clan leader and his party, "My master is getting married today. This is a very happy day. Would you be willing to do me the honor of having a drink at the wedding?"

The clan leader said cautiously, "We don't know your master, so it would be a bad idea to go there rashly."

The man leading the horse smiled and said, "My master is a well-known philanthropist in the surrounding area, and he is extremely hospitable. It is a coincidence that I have met you all today on the way back from picking up the bride. I believe it is getting late and you will need a place to stay, so I invited you all to join in the fun and have a drink at the wedding."

The clan leader looked around and thought to himself that there was no one around here, so it would be better to follow them so that he could see some people. When he got to a place to rest, he could go to the government office to report.

The clan leader then bowed and said, "Thank you very much for your master's kindness. We apologize for the inconvenience."

The man leading the horse's horse's eyes flickered, his smile polite and warm: "No, no, it's all about fate. Please come in."

The wedding procession continued to move forward, and the clan leader and his entourage followed behind the procession. However, the expressions of passers-by who looked at them were actually weird, although they were smiling.

Xiuxiu's father tugged at the clan leader's sleeve and whispered, "Clan leader, do we really have to follow? This is not right!"

The others were also shocked and looked at the patriarch, waiting for him to make a decision.

The clan leader narrowed his eyes and said, "We're in the middle of nowhere. What are we going to do if we don't follow? We might be able to get out if we follow. We've been walking for so long, are you still able to walk?"

Rong Jie'er's father swallowed his saliva and said, "But, Clan Leader, you also said that it's in the wilderness, where would the bride come from?"

A short man said, "Maybe she's marrying far away."

The women said nothing, suppressing their fear and silently shedding tears. Even though their legs were weak with fear, they still followed their men closely, fearing that they would be abandoned here.

Another man said, "Since the chief has agreed, let's go. We just need to be careful behind them. It's better than staying here. We heard several wolf howls."

After hearing this, they all had no objections and obediently followed the wedding procession through the long mountains and forests. Finally, they saw a few houses with faint candlelight.

At the entrance of one of the tall mansions, two big red lanterns were hung with big red "囍" characters pasted on them. The candlelight flickered in the middle of the night, illuminating the entrance in red.

A long red carpet was laid on the steps at the door, extending from the door to the street, like a red river.

The door lintel is wrapped with colorful silk ribbons, gently fluttering in the wind. Large pots of flowers, such as peonies and Chinese peonies, are placed on either side, emitting a delicate fragrance in the deep night. These flowers, tied with red silk cloth, are gorgeous and complement the red lanterns and ribbons, adding to the festive atmosphere.

Two rows of neatly dressed guards stood at the gate, each holding a spear with a red tassel tied to its shaft. Beside them were the ceremonial procession for the wedding, with musical instruments such as suona, gongs, and drums neatly arranged.

Seeing this scene, the clan leader and his entourage breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay. This is a normal wedding. Let's rest for a while. When everyone leaves, we'll go to the county town to report to the authorities tomorrow morning. I don't believe there's anything we can do about the river god."

"Okay, Chief, we'll listen to you."

The groom dismounted at an auspicious time. He walked directly to the sedan chair and kicked the door. Then he opened the curtain with his own hands. The two of them, holding red silk, stepped over the brazier and entered the gate.

The clan leader and his entourage followed the guests in.

The moment they entered the courtyard, the once vibrant red lanterns instantly faded to a pale white, and the large "囍" character now looked eerie and strange. The candlelight burned dimly, emitting a faint green glow, as if from the netherworld. On the crooked tree in front of the gate, a few crows stood silently, motionless, like ghosts in the darkness, silently gazing at everything below.