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

The dusk Dongzhang Village finally became more angry, that is, Zhangji Iron Shop's family is going to organize a wedding.

Dongzhang Village learned about this so-called happy event half a month ago that Lao Zhang wanted to marry his daughter to the fool he picked up.

If it were the case, there might be villagers who would use this as a laughing stock, but under the shadow of the war, no one has this idea.

In addition, many people are hungry and full, but now that the Zhang family wants to organize a wedding, they will definitely hold a banquet, so the villagers spontaneously go to the Zhang family to help.

It was the evening when there were a few red lanterns hanging at the door of Zhangji iron shop, and some long-lost laughter and joy, it seemed like they were getting married.

Lao Zhang originally planned to put it on for a few things, but thinking that everyone's life was not easy, he simply gritted his teeth and set up ten tables.

However, the meals on each table are not too rich. A few plates of wild vegetables with fern roots and a bowl of soup with visible oil stars, even so, still made many villagers who were originally fond of food.

After dinner, some children were playing in groups, shouting that they wanted to make a fuss in the bridal chamber.

The white-haired young man was wearing a clean blue shirt and a red flower hung on his chest. He was surrounded by many children, just smiling foolishly.

The villagers wanted to remind him to be kind to the woman in the future, but when they thought of the former's IQ problem, they simply didn't bother to say it.

Old Zhang didn't mind. After everyone dispersed, he dragged the white-haired young man into the room and told him with a complicated expression: "Do you know what to do after you go in later?"

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

Old Zhang wanted to say a few words, but finally sighed: "Forget it, you go in."

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

"Get in, eat it tomorrow."

Old Zhang was so angry that he pushed him into the newly arranged house, and then, despite the former's resistance, forced the door to lock the door from outside.

"You can rest in peace, my child..."

Lao Zhang wiped his tears, picked up a ball of quilt, walked into the iron shop, took out the fruit wine he had made, and drank it very drunk.

And it was under such a hazy moonlight that a silent and breathless bloody massacre was launched in the entire Lin'an County.

The 100,000 army divided into many squads and rushed to dozens of small villages under the county. The cold blade cut through the throat and stabbed into the warm innocent bodies...

Outside Lin'an County, a huge newly built altar can be vaguely seen among the dense torches. The altar is about a thousand square meters, and various strange runes are painted on it.

The altar is filled with spiritual energy.

The extremely rich, almost liquefied spiritual energy can be seen faintly supporting the entire altar. In the middle of the altar, there are more than a dozen gloomy men in black robes, muttering words.

An old man in black, led by the altar, pinched his fingers gently, his face changing constantly.

The person beside him said, "Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

The old man in black frowned and said, "If you want to improve this soul-devouring array of ten thousand ghosts, you may need a murderous soul as the main soul..."

"Murderous soul?"

A man in black said lightly: "The people we kill are at most deceased souls, and the evil soul needs to have great resentment. It is best to have someone with birth date and time tonight..."

"Not bad, it's better for a woman!"

Someone said: "Women belong to Yin, and they are women in red. If they are concocted by my Yin Ghost Sect, I think a murderous soul will be born..."

The old man in black pondered for a while before he ordered: "Send the order. If the villages find women in red, they will bring them all..."

...

Dongzhang Village is late at night.

Every household has already closed its doors. Except for Zhang Yuanwai and Zhang Ji iron shops, the entire Dongzhang Village is in silence.

Zhang Yuanwai's Mansion

More than a dozen black shadows appeared in the night, and everyone jumped in unison, climbing the rock and leaping into the Yuanwai Mansion.

"Puo! Puo! Puo!"

There was a dazzling sword light flashing in the night, and corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the pungent smell of blood spread quietly between the world.

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

"Master, you've hurt someone..."

"You are almost lost to you..."

At this time, a sound of pain and numbness came from the largest room.

More than a dozen black shadows came over silently.

In the huge room, the fat Mr. Zhang hugged a woman in red and panted as if she was panting: "Xiao Xiang'er, if you can get a fat boy for the master this time, the master will give you a name..."

"The master also wants to buy you a lot of good rouge powder. The master is not short of money..."

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

The blood immediately flowed.

"ah!!!"

The woman on the bed was so scared that she was almost scattered.

Another sword light slashed at him, and then it was stopped: "Don't kill her, take her back..."

This scene seems to be staged in every household in Dongzhang Village, with red blood rippling in the night.

Zhang Ji Iron Shop, several men in black were approaching like ghosts, and the bright sword light pierced the darkness.

"Children..."

In the simple wooden shed, the drunk old Zhang head was already asleep and muttered like a dream.

"What sound?"

Some of the men in black paused, then turned around and walked step by step towards the wooden shed beside them.

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

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

The man breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and looked into the brightly lit house, and whispered: "There is only the last household left."

...

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

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

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

"Hungry……"

The white-haired young man looked at her with awesome eyes.

Cuihua was immediately angry and said angrily: "Eat, you know how to eat, and don't look at what day 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 first."

Cuihua immediately held him down and said fiercely: "Listen to me and I'll find you something to eat."

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

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!