Chapter 1158: The Wedding Day, Murderous Intent on a Moonlit Night! (Second Update)

The next day is the sixth day of the fifth lunar month.

The sluggish Dongzhang Village finally had a little bit of life, that is, the Zhang Ji Iron Shop family was about to arrange a happy event.

Regarding this so-called happy event, Dongzhang Village had learned half a month ago that Lao Zhangtou was going to marry his daughter to a picked fool.

Normally, some villagers might use this as a laughing stock, but under the cloud of war now, no one has such thoughts.

In addition, many people were already hungry. Now that the Zhang family was planning a wedding, a banquet would inevitably be held. Therefore, the villagers spontaneously went to the Zhang family to help.

This busy work ended in the evening. Several red lanterns were hung at the door of Zhang Ji's iron shop, and with some long-lost laughter and laughter, it seemed like they were getting married.

Lao Zhangtou's original plan was to set up only a few tables, but thinking that everyone's life was not easy, he simply gritted his teeth and set up ten tables.

However, the food on each table was not too rich, just a few plates of fern-like wild vegetables and a bowl of soup with oily stars. Even so, many villagers who originally looked very disheveled were full.

After dinner, some children started to play in groups, shouting that they wanted to have a wedding.

The white-haired young man was wearing a relatively clean green shirt, with a red flower hanging on his chest. He was surrounded by many children, just giggling.

The villager originally wanted to tell him to be nice to the woman in the future, but after thinking about the former's IQ problem, he simply didn't bother to say anything.

Lao Zhangtou didn't mind either. After everyone dispersed, he dragged the white-haired young man into the house and said with a complicated expression: "When you get in later, do you know what to do?"

"Sleep..." the white-haired young man said happily.

Lao Zhangtou wanted to say a few words, but finally sighed softly: "Forget it, you go in."

"I'm hungry..." The white-haired young man shook his head hurriedly.

"Get in, you can eat it tomorrow."

Lao Zhangtou was so angry that he pushed him directly into the newly arranged new house, and then, regardless of the former's resistance, he forcibly locked the door from the outside.

"My mother, you can rest in peace..."

Lao Zhangtou wiped away his tears, picked up a quilt and walked into the iron shop. He took out the fruit wine he brewed and drank it drunkenly.

And just under such hazy moonlight, a silent and endless bloody massacre broke out throughout Lin'an County.

The 100,000-strong army was divided into many small teams and rushed to dozens of small villages under the counties. The cold blades cut through the throats and pierced into the warm innocent bodies...

Outside Lin'an County City, amid the dense crowd of torches, a newly built huge altar was vaguely visible. The altar was about a thousand square meters in size, with various strange runes painted on it.

The altar was filled with spiritual energy.

Incomparably rich, almost liquefied spiritual energy, and faintly visible dragon-shaped air currents supporting the entire altar. In the middle of the altar, there were dozens of sinister men in black robes, muttering words,

The leader of the altar, an old man in black, pinched his fingers gently, his expression changing constantly.

The person next to him said: "Brother, what's wrong?"

The old man in black frowned and said: "If we want to complete this great soul-eating array of ten thousand ghosts, I'm afraid we need an evil soul as the main soul..."

"Evil spirit?"

A man in black said calmly: "The people we kill are at most dead souls, and evil souls need to have great resentment. It is best to have people with birth dates and tonight's weather..."

"Yes, it's best to be a woman!"

Someone said: "The woman belongs to Yin, and she is a woman in red. If she is manipulated by our Yin Ghost Sect, a vicious spirit will be born..."

After the old man in black thought for a while, he gave the order: "Send the order, if any women in red are found in each village, bring them all..."

…

Dongzhang Village, in the dead of night.

Every household has closed its doors. Except for the red lanterns hanging outside Zhang Yuanwai and Zhang Ji Iron Shop, the entire Dongzhang Village is in silence.

Zhang Yuanwai Fuzhong

Dozens of black shadows appeared in the night, and everyone jumped up in unison, climbed the rock wall and jumped into the Yuanwai Mansion.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

The dazzling light of the sword flashed in the night, corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the pungent smell of blood quietly spread between the heaven and the earth.

In just a few breaths, all twenty people in the mansion, including the servants and the caretaker, died.

"Master, you are hurting me..."

"You have almost lost my soul..."

At this time, in the largest room, there was a faint sound of pain and numbness.

Dozens of black shadows greeted him silently.

In the huge room, the fat Yuan Zhang held a woman in red and panted like a cow: "Xiao Xiang'er, if you can conceive a big fat boy for me this time, I will give you a title..."

"I want to buy you a lot of fine rouge and gouache. I'm not short of money..."

Just when the voice was about to reach its peak, a bright scimitar stretched out from outside the curtain and cut Zhang Yuanwai's neck.

Blood flowed suddenly.

"ah!!!"

The woman on the bed was so frightened that she almost lost her wits.

Another ray of sword light struck at her, and then someone stopped her: "Don't kill her, take her back..."

A scene like this seems to be playing out in every household in Dongzhang Village, with dark red blood rippling in the night.

At Zhangji Iron Shop, several men in black approached like ghosts, their bright swords piercing the darkness.

"Mother..."

In the simple wooden shed, the drunken old Zhang had already fallen asleep, mumbling in his sleep.

"What's that sound?"

One of the men in black paused, then turned and walked towards the wooden shed.

At this moment, a black cat suddenly jumped out of the wooden shed, making a shrill cry and fled in panic.

"It turned out to be a wild cat..."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and looked into the brightly lit house, whispering: "There is only one family left."

...

In the simple new house, the oil lamp was bright.

Cuihua, who had already put on her red wedding dress, quietly looked at the white-haired young man who was eating a piece of cake in front of her, with a touch of bright red on her slightly delicate features.

After the white-haired young man finished the cake in his hand, she couldn't help but reach out to wipe the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Are you full?"

"Hungry..."

The white-haired young man looked at her eagerly.

Cuihua was immediately furious and said unhappily: "Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat, don't you see what day it is tonight."

"Hungry..."

The young man said in a muffled voice, and was about to get up, obviously wanting to go out to find food.

"Don't move."

Cuihua immediately held him down and said fiercely: "Listen to me for a few words, I will find you something to eat."

The white-haired young man sat down obediently and was very obedient.