Chapter 33: All Sides in Turmoil

Night, five o'clock.

Lao Wu successfully overcame various obstacles and arrived at the bride's bridal chamber.

"Phew, finally here. If your questions were any harder, there'd be no time to rest."

Lao Wu pushed open the door, saw his girlfriend leaning against the headboard in a red Wedding Dress, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Lao Wu, don't chat too long, we're about to set off."

"Quickly change the suit into the Groom's Robe, or we'll miss the bride‑fetching time."

Behind him, the best man glared at the bride's close friend several times, then joked with Lao Wu.

"Alright, I know, we'll rest a bit and then set off."

Lao Wu is rather conservative, so when he and his girlfriend held their wedding they didn't choose the currently popular Western style but opted for a traditional Chinese ceremony.

"Damn, on such a joyous day, it's really a pain."

The best man walked over to Lao Wu's side and sat down, complaining.

Lao Wu heard that and nodded, indeed so.

First they encountered a White Affair, then the authorities began dispersing people, saying anti‑social elements had broken into the Village.

This caused their Wedding Banquet to have few guests, making it look very unpopular.

In these rural Villages, guests attending Hong Bai Shuang Sha and White Affair usually indicate how much the family is valued in the Village.

No guests means the family is unwelcome, and in the elders' eyes, clearly they are not welcomed.

However, considering this is an official matter, the impact isn't that great.

On the other side, the family holding the White Affair is in a similar situation.

The Wake is inherently unpopular, and with the officials' chaos, there are now fewer than ten people for the Wake.

That's just two Mahjong tables and two people who occasionally burn paper and incense.

"It's five o'clock, right? Time to call people."

An older man looked at his watch, his face showing worry.

The master they hired calculated that they should depart for the funeral at seven in the morning.

Therefore, they need to call people before six to have the food prepared in advance.

Carrying out the funeral is a physical task; you can't go without a full stomach.

"Alright, didn't those city folk drive the guests away? Let them help then."

Someone, displeased, pointed at the black‑clothed man standing at the entrance like a guard.

"Fine, since they're here, have them help; it's just setting up tables and chairs anyway, the cooking already has people."

The man nodded; having this happen during a White Affair gave him grievance as well.

As the sky gradually brightened, a streak of fish‑belly white crossed the heavens, and pedestrians began to appear on the Village streets.

Some hurried toward the Village center, others toward the Village Entrance.

However, it can be noted that they all moved very quickly.

"Hm? No, what's your situation?"

"Who told you to come out now, and you too, why are you walking with her? Don't you know to avoid suspicion?"

At this early morning, suddenly an old man's voice caught everyone's attention.

The Village wasn't large, and many people had already left, so the old man's voice could be heard by both the White Affair side and the Hong Bai Shuang Sha side.

"What's happening? Shall we go take a look?"

Hearing the commotion, Han Mo and Liu San hurried toward the source of the sound.

About a hundred meters ahead, at a corner.

An old man was pointing at two figures ahead, one red and one white.

After reaching an agreement with Changfeng News Agency, Zhang Hao and Gui Xin Niang had been walking along this eerie road.

As they kept walking, time passed unknowingly, and suddenly that newspaper began to burn slowly. The next moment, Zhang Hao and Gui Xin Niang found themselves in this Village.

Just after entering the Village, Zhang Hao was about to assess the situation, when Gui Xin Niang led him deeper into the Village.

After that, it arrived at the current situation.

They had just come out of an Alley when they met this old man.

It's unclear what the situation was, but the old man began pointing at them after seeing them.

"I tell you, wandering around in Funeral Clothes is one thing, but covering your face with White Cloth—are you treating the Village's matters as child's play? Who are your parents? I must speak properly with them."

The old man glared at Zhang Hao with uncontainable anger.

At that moment, Footsteps came from not far away, and as those people approached, Zhang Hao finally grasped the situation here.

This seems to be a Village that is holding both a Hong Bai Shuang Sha and a White Affair simultaneously.

No wonder the old man is pointing at them.

Honestly, Zhang Hao wore a Face-Covering Cloth printed with a Crying Face, together with Funeral Clothes; in this Village, just looking at him feels eerie, so it's no surprise the old man is angry.

"And you, about to get married, yet you go out alone with other men—don't you know to avoid suspicion?"

The old man then turned to the bride and started pointing.

"Stop!"

At that moment, a figure from afar stepped in front of the old man.

"Quick, pull this old gentleman away."

Han Mo shouted at the black‑clad men, then cautiously looked toward Zhang Hao and Gui Xin Niang.

"Hey hey, old gentleman, I'm not that old that I can't walk."

The old man was lifted by several black‑clad men, struggling and shouting in discontent.

The other villagers, seeing this scene, were startled one after another, began to intervene, and the site instantly fell into chaos.

"What happened?"

Zhong Shan, with Wang Lin, Ghost's Walking, asked a question, but quickly discovered the presence of Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride, and his expression instantly turned wary.

"So this is the Red and White Double Evil?"

At the same time, Jiang Shangbai also came over with the two from a short distance away.

"Jiang Shangbai? Your Friends Circle also came?"

Han Mo glanced at Jiang Shangbai, but still kept his gaze on Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride.

Because during their conversation, Zhang Hao had already started to move.

A certain incomprehensible supernatural phenomenon appeared; Han Mo and the others only felt that at this moment their legs seemed to be constantly pushed forward by someone, trying to make them kneel.

At the same time, a bizarre Crying of "Wuwu howl" echoed in the air.

"Not good!"

Han Mo's face was startled; he hurriedly looked behind him.

Sure enough, as the Crying rose, at that moment many people in the Village already showed sorrowful expressions and fell to their knees.

Someone tentatively pushed those who had knelt, but with a light shove they immediately collapsed, motionless, their faces still bearing terror and sorrow.

At this moment, the villagers also seemed to realize that this Red and White figure was not a person from their Village, but some incomprehensible strange entity.

Under fear, everyone could only scream and flee, but suddenly stopped, turned, knelt on the ground, and began to wail at Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride.

Hearing the Crying of those people, the other villagers were frightened into a Wraith panic, their whole selves nearly collapsing, only thinking of escaping quickly.

Because this Crying is essentially a death charm; whoever kneels on the ground and cries is destined to die, and the corpses that were on the ground before are the best proof.

However, their escape could not be as fast as the spread of the Crying; in the blink of an eye, some people's faces were half fear, half weeping, and they knelt and wailed at Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride.

(End of Chapter)