Chapter 562: God of Fortune and God of Inauspiciousness

Although Bai Huang is a woman, she looks very heroic. In order to find her missing children, she honed her sharp and bright eyes in nightmares. She has a strong aura and feels very safe with her.

"She is good-looking, responsible, and capable. Such a person is really likable." Gao Ming did not act rashly. The wedding house was full of people, but Gao Ming could only see himself. He didn't know whether the people talking around him were ghosts or hallucinations.

"It's so lively." Even if he felt that this place was weird, Gao Ming didn't dare to show anything on his face.

Compared with the birthday banquet in Zhenbei, this wedding banquet was much more lively. The guests in the Tang Mansion were like paper dolls. Although the guests in the wedding house could not be seen, they all seemed very happy. Even if they could not see, they could imagine the festive scene in their minds just by the sound.

"Make way! Make way! The bride-picking team is about to set off!" A duck-like voice shouted in the empty courtyard, and the door of the wing room was opened. Objects draped with colorful threads, clothes scented with sandalwood, embroidered satin quilt covers, quilt heads and some daily necessities were put into a big red wooden box.

Then the heavy wooden box floated up out of thin air, as if it was carried by someone, but because it was too heavy, it was shaking when it walked.

Following behind were a full set of pigs, sheep, and five kinds of animals. The wedding banners on both sides read "A hundred years of happiness and prosperity for five generations". Behind them were plates of red wood filled with red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds, which seemed to imply the birth of a son soon.

"What are you going to do?" The wedding reception at the wedding house was very different from the traditional wedding reception. In addition to the pigs that were slaughtered and shed tears like humans, and the silk mixed with paper money, what made Gao Ming most uncomfortable was that all the big mahogany boxes did not seem to be originally red, including the "囍" characters in the house, all of which had a very faint smell of blood.

Because the smell was too light, Gao Ming could not even tell whether it was stained with blood. After he smelled it carefully, a thin layer of red net seemed to appear in his mind, constantly stimulating him to join the joyful atmosphere around him.

Grabbing the box, Gao Ming bit his tongue hard and recovered with the severe pain. There were a few more bloodshot eyes, and he could vaguely see some human figures.

"Am I being assimilated by them? Or will I become the same as them if I stay in this house for a long time?" Gao Ming originally wanted to find out why Bai Huang's name appeared on the Geng Tie, but now he began to worry about Zhang Mingli's task.

"Master Tang represents the greed in nightmares, and Madam Xi represents joy and love? But these two things are very rare in Zhemeng Town. How can Madam Xi own such a big house?" Gao Ming slowly stood up and prepared to find someone for Zhang Mingli.

The yard was full of invisible guests, and there might be monsters in every empty house. Gao Ming couldn't avoid them at all. He just took a few steps and was pulled by a force. The voice of a middle-aged woman sounded in his ears.

"Don't leave in a hurry. Those who come are guests. Wine and meat are ready. Everyone drink freely."

The aroma of wine entered his nose. Gao Ming didn't know what he was holding, and he didn't resist casually. He picked up the wine on the table and raised it casually.

There were laughter, singing and dancing, and Gao Ming was pressed back to his seat.

The drums and music sounded, and the bride-picking team left the Xi's house carrying big red boxes. If they met them on the dark and gloomy streets, they would probably be scared silly.

The invisible crowd was surging. A bronze mirror fell from the dressing table and landed at the door of the wing room. It was too noisy around, so not many people noticed it.

When the pressure on him was reduced, Gao Ming stared at the wine in the cup. It was thick and mellow. He didn't know what it was brewed with. Occasionally, he could see thin lines like blood, which would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Don't waste time anymore."

Putting down the wine glass and the box, Gao Ming hugged his stomach, pretending to have a sudden abdominal pain, and quietly retreated. He took a look inside when he passed the wing room. He originally wanted to find someone who looked like Zhang Mingli, but his peripheral vision swept across the bronze mirror on the ground, and a bloody face appeared in the bronze mirror.

"Is that me?"

The bronze mirror reflected a bloody wedding house, no lanterns and decorations, no banquets and guests, blood everywhere, and the figures with their intestines exposed cheered and jumped for joy, their faces full of excitement, exhausting their last vitality in this wedding. After they fell, their flesh and blood turned into "red soup" and seeped into the floor tiles and wall cracks, and their skins were like tattered silk cloth, just thrown on the ground casually.

No one noticed that the bronze mirror reflected a different world, and all the "people" had bloodshot eyes, and Gao Ming was no exception.

Putting the bronze mirror in his arms as quickly as possible, Gao Ming was about to leave when a man's voice suddenly rang out in the wing room: "Madam, are you back? You are finally willing to come in and see us."

The voice was full of vicissitudes and bitterness, as well as expectation and a humbleness that was low to the dust.

Gao Ming looked up into the house. The wing was filled with red cloth. On the wooden table were several earthenware plates with buns, clams, pork elbows, chestnuts, and lotus seeds. It might be a good omen for the five sons to pass the imperial examination.

"Madam?"

Gao Ming thought to himself that he was standing at the door with such a big body. Could it be that the other party couldn't see the other guests like him?

With a little bit of luck, Gao Ming turned his back to the courtyard and took out a bronze mirror to shine at the place where the sound came from.

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Gao Ming’s blood vessels bulged, and he almost threw away the bronze mirror. The wooden bed in the mirror was a huge jar half embedded in the ground. There were several men’s heads at the mouth of the jar, which were squeezed too close and melted together. If they were taken out separately, each man looked more handsome than Tang Hu, but it was a bit overwhelming for the viewer to stick them together.

What made Gao Ming feel even more disgusted was that the body of the man in the jar had been alienated, mixed with blood and flesh, mixed with various herbs and foreign objects, and actually exuded the mellow aroma of fine wine.

“Was the wine at the banquet not taken from here?” Gao Ming was very glad that he didn’t eat anything at the wedding banquet.

"Madam, are you still angry with us? We know we were wrong. The 'Using God' was weak and immoral, and we were deceived by the God of Taboo, so we went crazy to steal the things of the God of Joy. Madam, we don't ask for your forgiveness, but we only ask you to get closer and let us hear your voice again." Those people's heads and eyes were blinded, and their bodies were used as living materials to soak in wine, but they were still obsessed with Madam Joy, hoping that Madam Joy would taste the wine they brewed with bones and blood.

"Using God, Taboo God and Happy God? Aren't these all used in calculating the four pillars and eight characters?"

When telling fortunes for people, you often hear these. The so-called useful gods refer specifically to the heavenly stems or earthly branches used to remedy the deficiencies of the eight characters, and one of the five elements that can play a role in remedying the shortcomings of the fate.

Thinking more deeply, Gao Ming recalled the layout of Zhemeng Town. The Xi House was located at the end of the middle street at the entrance of Zhemeng Town. On the left was a complex alley where the night watchman, Zhang Mingli and all kinds of evil spirits were hiding. On the right was a deserted dirt road with paper money and soul flags all over the ground, and the roadside was full of things for worshiping the dead.