[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

The darkness was like a huge and thick piece of black silk, pressing heavily on the riverbank, wrapping everything tightly, without any gap for a ray of light to penetrate.

The quiet atmosphere seemed as if even the air had frozen. The only sounds were the river water gently lapping against the shore and the occasional chirping of insects from the grass. These sounds were particularly clear in this endless silence, yet they also accentuated a creepy and eerie feeling.

In this inky darkness, a small boat, like a lonely soul abandoned here, was quietly docked on the river bank.

The boat looked very new. The wooden planks of the hull had a light natural wood color and shone with a soft luster under the faint moonlight, as if it had just been made by a craftsman.

The wooden boards are joined together so tightly that there is no gap at all, which shows that the workmanship is extremely fine.

There are some simple yet charming patterns carefully carved on both sides of the ship's side. The patterns meander along the hull like lively vines, adding a different kind of elegance to the boat.

The bow of the boat is slightly upturned, like a water bird ready to take off, ready to rush into the water and break through the waves at any time.

The stern of the boat was firmly rooted in the mud of the riverbank, swaying gently with the ups and downs of the river. The brand new oars were neatly placed against the side of the boat, and the blades gleamed faintly in the moonlight, as if waiting for the owner's call, ready to row at any time to start an unknown journey.

However, its brand new appearance on this deserted riverbank seemed out of place, as if it was deliberately placed there, or as if it had quietly come from some mysterious place, carrying an elusive sense of mystery.

There is no sign around to indicate its origin, no one knows how long it has been parked here, and no one can guess why such a brand new boat is parked here inexplicably. It is like a puzzle hidden in the dark, quietly waiting for someone to solve it.

Not far away, the villagers of Luosong Village were complaining as they walked towards the village. The sound of their footsteps spread far away in the silent night, gradually becoming weaker until they disappeared into the night.

Just after the sound of footsteps completely disappeared, there was a slight movement under the boat, and then several figures quickly came down.

Their movements were as fast as ghosts, making almost no sound. If one had not seen it with one's own eyes, anyone would have thought it was just an illusion in the dark.

These people were all dressed in black. The texture of the black clothes was so tight that it seemed to blend them seamlessly into the darkness.

Their faces were also tightly covered with black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes. In the dim moonlight, they flashed a cold and sharp light, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, revealing a ferociousness that made people chilled.

It was as if they were cold-blooded killers who walked out from the depths of the dark night, quietly arriving here with some ulterior motive.

After they got off the boat, they first looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, they followed the village chief and his companions who had just left, as light and quick as a nimble cat.

At this time, the dim moonlight struggled to shine through the clouds, and a few rays of light sprinkled on the earth, as if covering the world with a thin, translucent veil. Everything became hazy and dreamy, and the shadows of the trees and grass swayed on the ground, like monsters with bared fangs and claws.

The men in black took advantage of the hazy moonlight and quickly approached the village chief and his companions.

Their speed was astonishingly fast. In almost the blink of an eye, they appeared behind the village chief and others like ghosts.

The village chief and his men were still walking and talking in low voices, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

"Hey, these little bastards are just so unstable."

The village chief shook his head and sighed, while talking helplessly to Uncle Lao Shuan beside him, his words full of regret for the departure of those young people.

But before he could finish his words, the men in black attacked like ghosts.

They suddenly stretched out their hands with ruthless and quick movements, accurately pinched the necks of the village chief and several others, and then twisted them hard. Only a few crisp "crackling" sounds were heard, which made people's hair stand on end.

The village chief and the others didn't even have time to shout before their eyes widened in an instant, filled with fear and confusion, and their bodies fell down limply like puppets that had lost their support.

The breath of life was ruthlessly extinguished in that instant, leaving only a few cold corpses on the riverbank, and their last eyes seemed to still express their unwillingness and surprise.

At this moment, one of the men, who was tall and straight, and looked like the leader, spoke. His voice was so low that it seemed like the sound of just a gust of wind, but his words revealed an unquestionable majesty that made people feel cold.

"Quick, throw these people into the river and deal with them cleanly, leaving no trace. Then inform the prince and the others that we have succeeded and let them proceed according to the plan."

After he finished speaking, the rest of the people responded with a unified and low "yes".

The sound seemed to be an echo from the underworld, and then they quickly began to act separately.

Several people worked in groups of two and lifted the corpse on the ground with nimble hands and feet. The weight of the corpse seemed as light as a feather in their hands. They walked quickly to the river and without any hesitation, threw the corpse into the river with a strong swing.

The corpse fell into the water with a few dull "plop" sounds, breaking the original calmness of the river, splashing a few small splashes on the water surface, and then was slowly swallowed by the river, leaving only a few circles of ripples on the water surface that gradually expanded and slowly dissipated.

Soon, the river surface returned to its former calm, as if nothing had happened. The corpses disappeared silently into the dark riverbed, as if completely swallowed up by the darkness.

The other few people returned along the same route. Their movements were still quick and agile, with their toes lightly tapping the ground, making almost no sound, and they soon arrived at the boat.

With a light leap, they jumped onto the boat steadily. Then they picked up the oars and rowed in unison. The boat broke through the calm river surface like an arrow and headed towards the other side.

The sound of the oars paddling on the water, "clatter, clatter", although very light in the silent night, seemed to have a kind of magic. Every sound seemed to knock on people's hearts, making people inexplicably nervous. However, the sound was soon swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only a dead silence, as if everything that had just happened was just a nightmare.