Grandma calculated that my four pillars are the sun, which means I am destined to burn the sky.
This fate will punish the six relatives, and there will be a disaster of premature death in single years.
Even if they are avoided, they still won’t survive to adulthood!
Grandma refused to accept her fate, and every three days she would either feed me some talismanic water, or smear my body with powdered corpse flesh.
Even when a normal child's birthday should be celebrated at home, I would go to the cemetery and lie in the coffin with the dead body all night.
It wasn't until one day that my grandma tattooed a little Luo Yue figure on my chest with human blood she found from nowhere, saying that she would be my patron saint from now on, and I survived well.
Over the years, under my grandma's influence, I have learned many of her skills. When I was in college, I chose archeology to study antique artifacts.
It was just that I had just graduated and before I could go out into the world, she called me back home and said that she had promised me a marriage.
"Come to your door? I'm handsome and have both arms and legs. How can I be someone's son-in-law?"
"Don't want to?!" Her thin cheeks slumped, and her eyes flashed coldly.
I secretly took a breath and found that I couldn't disobey any of her requests.
"Grandma, let me ask one more question... Where is the Yun family from? Why do I have to come to their door?"
"The Yun family is the big boss."
Grandma frowned and glanced behind her at the old house that had been built for many years, not only with bare walls.
I thought to myself that this was not about money at all, there must be something evil going on here.
And given her status, it would be too vulgar to ask for money.
You know, our country has the saying of "Southern Mao and Northern Horse" since ancient times.
Nanmao uses Taoism to suppress ghosts, and Beimao uses spiritual communication to drive away evil spirits. Both humans and ghosts have unpredictable abilities.
And we in southwest Guangxi also have a unique Luoyue witchcraft culture.
It is different from raising ghosts in Maoshan. The Five Immortals of Beima are famous all over the world, but they can feed ghosts through the method of granting seals and using witchcraft. A small pig can eliminate disasters with a ghost and use a tiger charm to drive away thousands of ghosts. It is comparable to the land. immortal.
Grandma is the fairy who inherited Luo Yue's witchcraft.
The reason why I didn't resist was because without her status, I was afraid that I would have been buried in the sugar cane field.
But being unable to resist means that you must accept it.
Three days later, in the evening, a wedding convoy arrived in the village.
The imposing Hongqi sedan stopped, and a man and a woman got out one after another.
The driver in a suit and leather shoes was polite and polite, and walked up to grandma cautiously: "Junior, I have met Grandma Lu. Who is Mr. Chen Xu..."
"A kid from Maoshan, right?"
"yes."
"The auspicious time is about to pass, take him away without wasting time." After saying this, grandma turned around and walked in the door without looking back.
A man and a woman focused their eyes on me.
Big pants, slippers, and vest that are hung with mud.
Too sloppy.
I thought I would come to welcome the bride in the morning, so I spent the whole day digging sweet potatoes in the fields with Fa Xiao, without having time to change clothes.
Not only was I embarrassed, but other people’s expressions were also wrong.
"Bring your belongings."
At this moment, a second-hand snakeskin bag was thrown out of the room.
Grandma, you kicked me out of your house without even showing your face?
And which one only picks up the ‘daughter-in-law’ in the evening?
I cursed in my heart, but I had no choice but to carry the bag and get in the car.
The back seat of the car is very spacious. In addition to the touch screen, the middle armrest also has a refrigerator. The only bad thing is that the luxury level conflicts with my snakeskin bag.
I wanted to take a closer look at the woman next to me, but she deliberately turned her head to look out of the car. Apart from her fair skin, I couldn't see her face clearly.
I can't keep staring at each other. It is said that the son-in-law who comes to the house has no human rights.
Just when I still thought this was weird, the female assistant in front of me finally handed over a document.
I secretly thought that he was a serious person.
But after reading this document, my heart skipped a beat.
The document is straightforward.
Yunjia is a multinational hotel investment group in Nanshi, the capital of southwestern Guangxi.
The woman next to me is the daughter of the Yun family, and the current nominal leader: Yun Qinglan.
The document details her grandfather's will.
Among them, if I had not married into the Yun family, every cent of the Yun Group's property would have been donated to the country; and in order to protect Yun Qinglan, accidental death was also an example, and the assessment period was three years.
After that, I will get 5% of Yun's shares and I will be free to divorce.
I was stunned. Don’t underestimate these few points, they are enough to make ordinary people live a lifetime without worries about food and clothing.
Of course, with such a large sum, what do I have to pay?
Is it just an intrusion into the door?
And if you don’t designate me, even hundreds of millions of family wealth will have to be donated?
What kind of operation is this? Am I worth that much?
Just when I turned to look at the people around me, Yun Qinglan also looked at me coldly.
For a moment, I was so scared that I put my right hand on the car door!
It's not because of her ice-cold muscles and jade bones that make the country and the city fall in love, but because the beautiful woman in a festive red dress in front of her looks like she's going to die in vain!
I only look like this on my birthday, shouldn’t she be like this every day?
Or is it a rhythm that needs to be fulfilled on the way back?
A car crash? A fall from a mountain? A rock fall? Or a sudden death?
No matter what, the wedding is in vain, the red dress is the most evil!
Yun Qinglan, do you still have time to think that I am sloppy and have dirty snakeskin bags under my feet?
Don’t know what’s going on with you?
No, the driver didn’t know either? Didn’t grandma call him Maoshan’s Wazai? If grandma could call him that, she must be an insider, right?
"Mr. Chen, I can drive fairly steadily. The mountains are high and the roads are long. Just sit tight." The driver seemed to see my nervousness.
I thought to myself, this driver is very polite, could he be an expert?
In this case, I should keep my composure even if I see through it but don't tell it, so I can't lose my grandma's favor.
But I never expected that none of what I guessed would come true, but something even more terrifying would come true!
Not to mention catching up with the auspicious time, the car drove late into the night and was still unable to turn around in the heavy fog on the mountain road. The car in front of the convoy could not see the car behind it.
When I looked back again, I was so scared that my face turned green. It was a scene I will never forget.
The convoy at the rear turned into paper carriages with white wreaths on them. On the front of the carriages, Yun Qinglan's wedding photo was displayed!
And the person taking a photo with her is definitely not me, it’s a white-faced young man I don’t know!
This is a fierce ghost welcoming a bride from the underworld!
My hair stood on end, as soon as I got married and welcomed the bride, one couple would live and the other would die!
Other families want to marry a good husband. Grandma, what kind of marriage have you arranged for me!?
Are you asking me to compete with fierce ghosts for my wife? This chapter has been completed!