Bai Mo pushed the door open and entered the house, and what he saw was a room of beautiful red.
All the sounds outside the house disappeared, whether it was the sound of wind or rain, everything seemed to have been pressed on the mute button and entered another world.
The bright red character "囍" flickered in and out under the candlelight. However, for some reason, there was clearly no wind in the room, but the two candlelights were beating extremely weakly, as if they might be extinguished at any time.
The wedding bed was also a festive bright red. To the left was a dressing table covered with happy words. Dragons and phoenixes were neatly folded and laid flat on the bed. Mandarin ducks were rusted on the pillows.
Bai Mo took a few steps forward, when a gust of cold wind blew by, and the door behind him suddenly closed with a loud noise.
He quickly turned around and pushed the door, but no matter how hard he pushed it, it didn't budge. It seemed like someone was blocking the door from outside.
He realized something was wrong, slammed the door, and said angrily: "What do you mean, what are you doing with the door closed?"
He tried pushing the windows covered with 囍 characters again, but he couldn't push them open either.
"Let me out quickly, you are breaking the law!"
No one responded.
After waiting for a while, a sharp and harsh voice suddenly came from Bai Mo's ear:
"Congratulations to the officer and the lady on their marriage!"
This voice was particularly strange. It was unclear whether it was a man or a woman, and whether it came from outside or from inside the house. It was clearly a blessing, but it seemed to be filled with naked malice.
"A bunch of lunatics, they are simply too involved in the drama."
Bai Mo cursed in his heart, but fortunately there was someone else in the room. He didn't panic too much, and he didn't think what these people would do to him.
You should know that you went up the mountain with the police. If you can't, just call the Army.
Thinking of this, he was about to take out his mobile phone, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, but his body suddenly felt a little cooler, and the temperature in the room seemed to be much lower.
He raised his head and saw that the woman sitting beside the wedding bed had twisted her neck at some point and pointed her face in the direction of her.
The woman is wearing a red wedding dress and embroidered shoes. Although her face is obscured by a red hijab with embroidered patterns, you can still guess the other person's appearance just by looking at her graceful figure——
Absolutely beautiful.
Bai Mo secretly sighed in his heart, this actress looked very elegant at first sight, her outfit was expensive, and the whole room was decorated very realistically. These people were really willing to spend money.
"So what do I do next?"
As he looked around, he felt more and more that this wedding room was magnificent.
After all, he was forcibly captured, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. Could he really want to marry this woman?
"Guanren, are you there?"
Perhaps it was because Bai Mo had been motionless for a long time that the bride on the bed suddenly spoke. Her voice was clear and moving, and was quite young. She sounded about fifteen or sixteen years old at most.
Although it was quite strange to be called an official by such a little girl, Bai Mo knew very well that the other party was calling him, so he reluctantly replied: "I'm here."
"It turns out he is here. The slave family thought the official had been scared away..."
The bride sitting on the bed smiled bitterly, with complaints and grievances in her voice, "I haven't been here for so long. Are you afraid of the slave family?"
Bai Mo was stunned, did this guy fall into the drama so quickly?
He wondered: "Where are you coming from?"
"What's there to ask? Of course it's the bed... Oh, of course it's coming to my side." The bride said in embarrassment, "I'm asking you knowingly."
Bai Mo didn't say much, he walked directly to the bed and sat next to her, thinking that he would just cooperate and finish the work as soon as possible.
The moment he sat down, he suddenly frowned and felt an unbearable stench filling the air. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not point it out.
Two red candles burned quietly on the table, and the weak candlelight danced. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was indescribably weird.
Suddenly, perhaps feeling that Bai Mo was too inactive, the bride pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Is this your first time, sir?"
Nonsense, I don’t even have a girlfriend...
Bai Mo felt helpless, but the expression on his face was quite calm: "Yes."
"Really? That's great."
The bride smiled unexpectedly, her laughter as clear as a lark.
"What's so good about this..." Bai Mo shook his head, suddenly realized and asked in surprise, "Isn't this your first time getting married?"
He thought this would be a romantic story, and the bride's answer would most likely be negative.
Unexpectedly, the other party hesitated for a long time, and finally confessed: "No, this is not the first time that the slave family has got married."
Bai Mo hesitated for a moment, but soon assumed the role of the groom and comforted him: "It's okay, once or twice doesn't matter, I don't mind."
"Is it true, the officials don't mind?" The bride was stunned at first, and then she became happy.
"Of course I don't mind."
Bai Mo's face was firm, his chest was beating loudly, and he thought to himself that you are not really married to me anyway, so what does it have to do with me even if you are divorced and have a baby?
The bride was silent for a moment and continued to confess: "The slave family has been married more than two hundred times...does the official still not mind?"
"I said I don't mind, but it's only over two hundred times..."
Bai Mo was about to shake his head, but when he realized what he was doing, his expression suddenly changed and he asked, "How many times?"
He doubted his ears.
"More than two hundred times."
As if she was afraid that Bai Mo wouldn't hear clearly, the bride answered word by word.
Bai Mo looked dull: "If you said you had sex more than two hundred times, I might be more likely to believe it..."
"What is the officer talking about? What kind of chicken is Enji?" The bride's tone was suspicious, and soon became depressed again, "The officer really does mind..."
Nonsense, if I get married more than 200 times, wouldn’t you also have to deal with it...
Bai Mo cursed secretly in his heart, who wrote this script? More than two hundred times... Isn't this bride's setting to live in the wedding room for the first half of her life?
Is this guy so charming that he can make so many men line up to marry her?
Although he felt that the plot was weird in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and said cooperatively: "I don't mind, I don't mind, it's just a worldly view, the love between the two is the most important thing."
The bride was extremely happy after hearing this. She lowered her head and smiled and said, "The official is so kind."
Okay, hurry up, finish it early, finish it early.
Bai Mo just wanted to leave here as soon as possible, so he took the initiative to ask: "What should I do next? Is it time to enter the bridal chamber?"
"Ah!" Upon hearing this, the bride suddenly became extremely shy, her voice was as weak as a mosquito, and she said coyly, "What are the officials talking about? He must be too anxious..."
"Then let's worship?"
"We have already paid homage, sir, have you forgotten?" the bride asked suspiciously.
How did I know that I didn't act in that part... Bai Mo thought for a while and continued to ask: "Then should we lift the hijab?"
"wrong."
"What should we do now?"
"The officials clearly know that." The bride held the hem of her clothes with both hands and whispered, "Next, it's time to drink... a cup of wine..."
"Okay, let's have a drink."
Bai Mo walked to the table in twos and twos and poured out two glasses of wine from the pot. The aroma was fragrant. He brought it over and handed a glass to the bride.
However, the bride did not accept it, but said: "My lord, have you forgotten? We have rules for drinking wine here, and you can't just drink it directly."
"What kind of rules do I have to twist for you?"
"What's wrong? Why do the officials keep saying things that the servants can't understand?" The bride shook her head and said, "Have you seen the two red candles on the table?"
"I saw it." Bai Mo just felt that the other party was too arrogant, and his tone was a little more perfunctory, "It's so beautiful, it must not be cheap."
Unexpectedly, the bride actually nodded and replied: "It is indeed not cheap, it costs ten taels of silver."
Bai Mo was shocked and said: "These two candles cost you ten taels of silver?"
"No need to be surprised, officials. When you and I get married, not to mention ten taels of silver, the entire Yang Mansion, including the slave family, will be yours."
"You mean...this house belongs to you?"
"Yes." The bride nodded reservedly.
Bai Mo took a breath. He had just seen the house outside. It was so big that it was actually this girl's property?
He suddenly understood why so many men married this guy one after another...
Rich woman, look at me!
After retracting his thoughts, he asked doubtfully: "It's just a rich woman...but a young lady. Candles are expensive, but what's so special about them?"
"Has the officer seen the words on the red candle?"
"Is there writing on the candle?"
Bai Mo was stunned, and quickly got up and went to take a look, and found that there were indeed words on it. He probably was too anxious just now and didn't pay attention, so he didn't see the words on the candle.
He frowned slightly and saw the words "life" and "death" written on the bottom of the two red candles. How could these two words appear in the wedding room? This is unlucky...
"What does this mean?" he asked.
The bride did not answer, but said: "My lord, please take a closer look. Are the two red candles the same length now?"
Bai Mo compared them carefully and replied: "Yes, they are the same length."
"We have a rule for marriage here, which is to leave it to fate. Whichever of the two red candles burns out first will be used."
The bride explained, "If the living candle burns out first, then you and I are destined to get married and consummate our marriage immediately; and if the dead candle burns out first, it means that you and I are destined to never meet again."
."
Bai Mo didn't notice that when he said the words "never meet again", the bride's voice became obviously colder.
Bai Mo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had a new understanding of the setting of this guy being able to get married more than two hundred times...
Co-author: Is this an unlucky guy?
"No, have you always been so hasty in getting married?"
"This is a rule, and the slave family can't change it." The bride's voice was a little lower and she asked, "Aren't you curious about why I have so many kisses?"
Bai Mo guessed: "Because you are so unlucky that the death candle burns out first every time?"
"More than that." The bride shook her head and asked another question, "Does the official know the meaning of never meeting each other?"
What other meaning could there be... Bai Mo thought for a while and tried: "You give the man a breakup fee and ask him to get away as far away as possible and never come back?"
"Breakup fee? What the official said is so strange... but the slave family probably understands what you mean." The bride thought for a moment and said seriously, "It can be regarded as giving them a breakup fee. After all, the slave family will have people burn paper for them every year.
…”
Bai Mo was stunned and interrupted: "Burn paper?"
"That's right, every year I ask my servants to burn a lot of the largest denomination coins for them to share equally."
You're not afraid of your exes starting a fight underground and just burning a few cuckolds...
Bai Mo complained in his heart and chuckled: "Then you are so generous."
"I just feel guilty."
Feeling guilty? Bai Mo thought about it for a while, and suddenly thought of the bad street setting: "Are you the lone star of the evil god who killed all the husbands?"
Rich, beautiful, in good shape, and widowed, this setting, tsk tsk tsk...
Unexpectedly, the bride said angrily: "Officials, don't talk nonsense. Although the slave family has been lonely all their lives, it is not a disaster."
"Then how did those people die before?"
She smiled softly, but the words she said made people's hair stand on end.
"Of course I killed him with my own hands."
Bai Mo's tone sent chills down his spine. He couldn't help but move to the bed and asked, "Why do you want to kill them?"
"I said, if the death candle burns out first, then we will never meet again..." After a pause, the bride continued, "And the separation of yin and yang, isn't it the ideal 'never meet'?"
"Then you are quite vicious." Bai Mo commented, this script is really stupid.
"God willing."
Bai Mo retorted: "Why can't God let you die? Then wouldn't you be separated from everyone else?"
This is obviously feudal superstition. If this continues, won't I be following the same path as those guys before me?
The bride didn't speak for a long time, as if she didn't know how to answer.
The atmosphere in the room took a turn for the worse, and the bride's attitude seemed to have become much colder.
Candlelight dances.
After a while, Bai Mo asked, "When can I leave?"
The bride said: "Guardians, please be patient and wait for the red candle to burn out."
Bai Mo frowned: "Wouldn't such a long candle have to burn until the end of the year of the monkey?"
The bride said seriously: "I have an impression. Twelve hours is enough."
Twelve hours... isn't that just one day?
Bai Mo shook his head and said, "I can't wait that long."
"There is food on the table, including wine, meat and fruits. The officials don't have to worry. If you are really bored, you can chat with the servants to relieve your fatigue."
Bai Mo was about to refuse, but suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "Is it okay to talk about anything?"
"nature."
"Then tell me where this place is."
Anyway, I just wanted to ask a few things, so I asked this girl directly.
"The official is really strange today. Could he be drunk? This is the Yang Mansion." The bride's voice was strange.
Bai Mo shook his head and said: "I'm not talking about where it is in the script, but where is it in reality?"
"What script?" The bride looked very confused.
This is too deep into the drama...
Bai Mo took a deep breath: "Please step out of the way first and answer my questions seriously. I have something urgent."
"The Nu family has given you a serious answer. No matter whether you or I are destined to be inseparable in the future, the Nu family will not deceive the officials. This is indeed the Yang Mansion."
Bai Mo said dissatisfied: "But this place is clearly called Masking Beast Mountain, and you still say you didn't lie to me?"
"Bianshou Mountain?" the bride asked doubtfully, "The slave family doesn't know about it and has never heard of such a mountain nearby..."
"I talk about things other than the script."
"What is a script?"
Why can't you get out of this? Bai Mo said with a toothache: "It's just something to teach you how to act."
The bride said angrily: "The slave family is not acting."
"have."
"No."
"have."
"Really not."
"..."
Bai Mo laughed angrily: "No, right? Then take out your murder knife and the bodies of the first few unlucky guys, and find them for me."
The bride fell silent immediately, and after a while she said quietly: "Does the official really want to see it?"
"certainly."
"The slave family doesn't want to scare the officials. Those things are not beautiful to see..."
"I just like alternative beauty."
"Yeah?"
The bride sighed quietly, and the next second, Bai Mo felt that his side was extremely cold, as if someone had suddenly turned the air conditioner to the lowest level and was blowing it specifically on him.
At the same time, the stench in the air became a bit stronger.
The cold voice of the bride came to my ears——
"As soon as the officer turns around, they are right next to you."
