Slide 483
The guests gathered together, with a lively mood.
The bride was forced to kneel in the middle. A stiff man in a black mandarin was standing there, as if waiting for someone.
"Worship heaven and earth." The emcee murmured sharply.
The bride was forced to press her head and knelt on the ground.
The groom still stood straight, and the people who did it were obviously lighter.
"Second worship Gaotang."
Turning around, the same thing sounded again.
Until the last sentence.
"The husband and wife worship."
The bride tried to drive away the people who pressed her like crazy.
I don't know if people can always have more than expected strength when they reach a desperate situation.
The bride actually overthrew the two middle-aged women and was about to run out. The two middle-aged men pulled her back in time and restrained her with greater force.
Even in front of everyone, he touched places that shouldn't be touched.
The bride's face was full of humiliation, but this time she couldn't resist anyway. In the end, they had to hold her head in the same way and complete the last step.
"The husband and wife bow to each other!" The shriek sounded again.
The surrounding villagers laughed faintly there, seeming to find it very interesting.
The bride was pushed to the ground, unable to move.
But there was a problem on the groom's side.
After having died for too long and without proper maintenance, the groom's body was very stiff.
Those villagers who wanted to press him on his knees had to put more effort on the head of the groom at this moment.
Just as the bridegroom was pressed down to his knees, but the next moment, the already fragile head was cut off, making a crisp cracking sound.
Before everyone could react, it broke.
The gray head fell to the ground, rolled in a circle and fell in front of the bride, just colliding with the position of her kowtow, looking as if she was actually taking the last step.
The other villagers were utterly shocked, and none of them made a sound. Even the two men who pressed the bride unconsciously let go of their hands when they saw this scene, with unspeakable fear on their faces.
Feeling that the strength of pressing herself is weak, the bride just breaks away and looks up and wants to run without saying a word.
As a result, she did not expect that when she raised her head, she would actually see such a picture.
The man's gray-white head fell in front of him, his eyes opened, unwilling but the corners of his mouth rose, as if he was laughing at the people present.
When the bride saw this picture, her breathing was still.
A few seconds later, her eyes moved stiffly, screaming as if she had finally recovered her voice.
This scream was like waking up other people.
A courageous man stepped forward and picked up the fallen head, then put it back in place, and then took some cloth around his neck and fixed it.
Turning his head, he said to the person who did it, "Be lighter next time."
The person who did it nodded repeatedly, but he didn't expect that he had only used a little force to get the groom's head off.
Seeing this scene, the bride still hasn't reacted yet, her eyes full of fear keeps trying to back away.
But everyone else reacted, so don't even think about leaving.
The marriage continues.
After finishing the last step, they packed the bride and groom into the same room.
The bridegroom lay stiffly, but the bride was sitting in the farthest place from the other party, trying to find a breakthrough to leave here.
But those people have long been prepared.
Everywhere you can leave is guarded, not to mention that this room is also a small window less than half a person high, and the door that you just entered.
Everyone gathered around, chatting in the local dialect.
The woman said, "That night, I kept the corpse all night, and I still remember the fear very clearly."
Gu Huaiyu didn't speak. They were also standing outside, just like the villagers, listening to the cries for help from inside.
For the bride, what a terrible night it must be.
But for others, it seemed like a lively event, and I just passed it by watching it.
"Why are you showing this to me."
The woman snorted, "Aren't you always curious before, so I just let you know the whole process."
"..."
"Okay... Actually this is just a misunderstanding." The woman waved her hands.
"I have told you not to enter the uninhabited village. This place is out of control and beyond my control." The woman said, "I don't want these things to happen again, but just like a movie, when the audience is in place, it will automatically play. ."
"This should be very similar to your current magnetic field effect, but it's different."
Gu Huaiyu deliberately said, "That is, once you enter the uninhabited village, whether you like it or not, these will happen again?"
The woman nodded helplessly, "That's right."
Gu Huaiyu said tentatively, "Then let's keep watching? When will it end?"
The woman was silent for a while, and then said faintly, "Let's take a look, it's almost the same when those people are dead."
Gu Huaiyu gave a hum, and then simply found a comfortable position and leaned in to look at it.
Not to be outdone, the woman also found a good position, looking at Gu Huaiyu and seeing herself... before.
This feels really strange.
But if a woman gets used to it, it doesn't matter.
The night of fear passed, and the villagers released the bride.
Her hair was messy, her face was pale and her eyes were flushed, as if she was under tremendous psychological pressure.
The villagers dragged her out of the new house in an orderly manner, and then two more people carried the groom to another place.
The women randomly stuffed the bride with two black and yellow buns as her food today.
The next moment, the bride was dragged to another place with a coffin and mourning cloths hanging around it.
Let her kneel on the ground, guarding the coffin.
The bride was terribly frightened. She wanted to run away, but she was struggling all day long yesterday, but she didn't have much strength anymore. In the end, she could only hold two hard, chilly buns in her hands and gnaw tremblingly. NS.
The guard stayed for seven days, and the villagers only gave two steamed buns and a bowl of water each time.
Relying on these, the bride barely survived, but her body was thin and her eyes were sunken, as if she had experienced a disaster.
Seven days later, the groom took it to the coffin. As the bride, she was forced to stuff a tablet and let her hold it.
Like walking corpses, being pushed forward.
Finally, the coffin was over, and the bride's mission seemed to be half over. She sat on the ground with a numb face, and she didn't respond to any pull.
The last two women couldn't stand it, so they pulled her up and dragged her in a certain direction.