The sky gradually darkened.

The afterglow of the sunset dyed the horns of the sky red, and the sky light and river were touching each other, shining brightly, like soft halos.

The ship was not far away and encountered a pleasure boat docked beside the shore.

The boat was surrounded by red silk, and the boat was covered with a big "囍" character. There were many people around the shore shouting and watching the excitement.

"It seems that a family is having a happy event."

The Lord of Gaotan smiled.

Chen Mu was a little puzzled: "Why did you get married to the river?"

"This is a water marriage."

"Water marriage?"

Chen Mu was speechless for a moment.

He was ignorant and had only heard of water burial, and this was the first time he had heard of water marriage.

The Lord Gaotan explained: "This is the custom of the Yiyuan tribe. They worship the water god. Every couple of newcomers must be blessed by the water god to be considered to be truly completing the marriage."

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

So that's what happened.

But at this moment he remembered his wife, and the two were married every night.

A pair of newcomers walked out of the pleasure boat.

The bride was wearing a big red wedding dress with a red veil covering her head. With the careful support of the matchmaker, she walked out of the cabin and then helped her to a bamboo staircase.

The boatman held up the long pole and slowly pushed the bamboo raft away.

The water surface ripples rippled.

The bride knelt on the bamboo tray, and slowly floated out about five feet along the bamboo tray. The bright red wedding dress looked extremely dazzling on the river.

Amid the cheers of relatives and friends, the groom jumped onto another bamboo steak.

He took the long pole and paddled towards the bride.

The cheek, which was not handsome but honest, was filled with a happy smile, and the eyes looked at the bride were full of love.

The Lord Gaotan continued to explain: "The bride first enters the water and floats out of five meters away, and then the groom chases it. The faster you catch up, the more blessings you will receive from the God of Water. If there is a husband who can't row boats, he will ask relatives and friends to help, but the price is that the groom can only jump into the water and grab the bamboo and row it."

“It’s quite interesting.”

Chen Mu stared at the groom who was skilled in supporting the poles, "It seems this kid is good."

The distance between bamboo rows is getting closer and closer.

The bride was still kneeling quietly on the bamboo row, slowly floating with the waves, waiting for her lover to come to chase her.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

The red veil on the bride's head was lifted by the sudden wind and then rolled into the air.

Everyone was stunned.

The smile on the groom, who was placing bamboo rows, froze.

Even Chen Mu and the Lord Gao on the boat were stunned, and a cold chill rushed to the soles of their feet, and cold sweat burst out from behind.

The bride still knelt quietly on the bamboo row, like a beautiful red lotus.

The water surface is filled with blue waves and ripples.

But her head was gone!

Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw the red gemslippers swept up by the wind, vaguely wrapped around a head.

I don’t know who let out a harsh scream first, and everyone else woke up, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Hurry!

The river suddenly exploded.

The violent waterfall rolled over and directly wrapped the headless bride into it, and the bamboo row shattered with a bang.

Soon the river surface returned to peace.

The red cloth and head in the sky disappeared, and the bride's body disappeared, but only the river surface was stained with blood slowly spreading.

"The God of Water is angry!"

"Run quickly! The God of Water is angry!"

“…”

All of the people screamed and ran away, no one paid attention to the groom on another bamboo staircase.

The latter sat on the ground, as if he was stupid.

Seeing everyone running away, they shouted a few times, jumped into the water and swam to the shore.

"This... what's going on?" said the foolish girl Murong, with her red lips slightly opened and her pale face. "Is it really a water god really angry?"

Chen Mu subconsciously wanted to investigate, but when he thought of his current identity, he could only look at it.

He did not even expect this scene.

I thought it was a festive marriage, but I never thought it would turn into a funeral, which was unlucky enough.

But is there really a water god?

Why did a gust of wind blow away the red cloth and head?

The Lord Gaotan came to his senses and hurriedly said to the sailor in a deep voice: "Far away from the water just now, try to get around it!"

His worries are not without reason.

Regardless of whether the water god is angry or not, it is best not to get close to it, so as not to cause trouble.

Fortunately, except for the sudden situation just now, the river surface has completely returned to its previous calm and no abnormality has occurred.

Everyone gradually felt relieved.

Another hour later, the ship was docked at a pier.

Under the leadership of the Lord Gaotan, Chen Mu turned several alleys and finally arrived at a secluded courtyard located halfway up the mountain.

There are several old trees with lush flowers and leaves standing in front of the yard, with an elegant environment.

There are several guards patrolling around.

"This is the yard of the Lord Murong. He usually lives here and likes quietness." Lord Gaotan said with a smile, "I don't like being disturbed very much."

Chen Mu nodded, looked around silently, and became alert inside.

Although Ji Dachun said before that Murong's helm leader had never seen his true appearance, it did not prevent the helm leader from having other channels to learn about his identity.

In short, you still have to be careful when dealing with it.

Chen Mu glanced at Hongzhuer.

After the woman talked to him last night, she ignored him.

"father!"

Murong Ping opened the yard with a crisp voice.

The courtyard is quiet and elegant, silent and silent, the ground is cleaned very neatly, and a stone table and bench are arranged under a cypress tree, with chessboards placed on it.

"Dad, we're back!"

Murong Ping rushed into the room excitedly, "We have rescued Brother Ji, you--"

Murong Ping's voice came to an abrupt end.

Everyone entered the room one by one, and stood there blankly, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

I saw a man sitting upright on the rattan chair.

But there is nothing on the neck!

The head is gone!

On the table next to him was a round thing, wrapped in a sad red cloth.

After a closer look, isn’t this the head of the bride before?

Chen Mu swallowed and complained secretly: "Please call me Conan, wherever you go, wherever you die, I'm so unlucky!"
Chapter completed!