Chapter 1022: ：The third of the bridal night

In the bridal night, the bride sits on the edge of the kang.
Wearing a red hijab, waiting for Lang to lift it.
Yue Zitong waited for a long time, no one came to lift her red hijab, only sighed lowly, raised his bare hand, and gently lifted it up.
The candlestick on the round table was already full of tears.
The orange candlelight, without wind, makes people wonder that in the next moment, there will be a pale-faced guy with a red tongue. Suddenly, he walked out of the shadow that the candle can't shine, and Ge Gegui smiled: "Lady It’s getting late, so let’s take a break for your husband to undress you."
Although the candlelight is not very bright, Yue Zitong's eyesight is good.
She did not see anything abnormal in the shadow of the corner of the bridal chamber.
She turned her head slowly and looked at the puppet on the right side of the bed.
Li Nanfang's puppet.
Lifelike, wearing a navy blue tunic with a stand-up collar, the brand-new leather shoes are polished very brightly, and they look very shabby.
As expected, the painter's painting skills are required. The face drawn based on Li Nanfang's photo, even the thief's smile is exactly the same.
However, Li Nanfang has no eyes.
A puppet without eyes, no matter how lifelike, has no soul.
People without eyes, whether they are living people or puppets, look white in their eye sockets, very scary.
It's very strange.
Rao is Yue Zitong eagerly hope that Li Nanfang can suddenly turn alive, but after looking at the puppet for a while, he still feels hairy in his heart. He quickly looked at the table and said softly: "The painter said, as long as you light your eyes, you will There is a soul. Hope, he is right."
Yue Zitong stepped out of bed, walked to the table, and picked up the paintbrush he had prepared.
In the paint box, there is only one color, black.
The eyes are always black, right?
Picking up the paintbrush and dipping it in the paint box, Yue Zitong turned and came to the window, holding the puppet's right shoulder with his left hand, and the paintbrush in his right hand slowly touched its left eye.
Yue Zitong learned to paint for a period of time when he was a child. Although his painting skills are as close as "everyone" and the distance from the earth to the moon, he can still do the work of tapping an eyeball in the cataract-like eye socket of a puppet.
When the paintbrush was raised, Yue Zitong felt that the light in the bridal chamber suddenly brightened.
This is all because the puppet has eyes.
In other words, there is a soul.
Anything, as long as it has a soul, will have life.
Anger can not only change the boring aura, but also affect the brightness of the light.
Looking at beauties under the light, the more you look at the words, the more beautiful, this sentence has a certain relationship with anger.
Although the puppet is a cyclops, the other blank eye is still terrifying.
Jade hand lightly.
When raised again, the puppet became a living Li Nanfang.
Yue Zitong, who seemed to be a god-assisted and very general drawing skill, immediately gave her a strong illusion after putting her eyes on the puppet, and immediately jumped up, grabbed her hair, and swayed viciously: "Yue Zitong, you snake, scorpion and poisonous woman. Uncle, I have fought for you so much for the Yue family, but you are still not satisfied, and you want to squeeze out the last trace of my use value! Do you still have humanity? You are still a person !"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, South."
As if he really heard the puppet roaring like this, Yue Zitong's right hand trembled, and the paintbrush fell from his hand, wiping the puppet's left face, drawing a black line.
She didn't see it.
Because she had closed her eyes, letting big tears roll down from the corners of her eyes.
She kept apologizing to Li Nanfang, hoping that he could forgive Ben Ai's family for having to do this under Jiuquan.
Waste utilization----
In short, Yue Zitong explained the meaning of Lao Bantian, and summed up these four words.
"Forgive me for being bad. When I find you after I die, whether you scold me, beat me, or strangle me, I won't resist."
When the night wind blowing in from the rear window blew on the teardrops on Yue Zitong's face, it made her feel a little bit chill before opening her eyes.
Regardless of the value of the quadrangle, as an old house, the humidity will be heavy.
Therefore, it is inevitable to open the rear window in the early summer to let the passing wind pass through the belt.
After Yue Zitong opened his eyes, he discovered that Li Nanfang's "face" was accidentally ruined, and immediately yelled and hurriedly reached out to wipe it.
He wiped the black paint on one hand, but did not clean the face of the puppet.
Li Nanfang made of cloth, after the color was painted, it was immediately absorbed by the cloth.
"Well, that's it. Tomorrow, I will be a new you, put on the bed, and sleep with me every night. Sorry, dear."
Aunt Yue said, leaning over and lowered her head and kissed lightly on the puppet's forehead: "Alright, it's getting late, you go to bed first, and come after I wash my hands."
As he spoke, Yue Zitong took off the clothes of the puppet as if he was serving a living person.
They were neatly folded and placed in the closet together with the shoes.
Since she is to be the most authentic Li Nanfang, she must not only have a lifelike face, but also all parts of the body.
The skin of the puppets, of course, has also been painted fleshy.
As for the mass between the two legs, it is even more indispensable, and the degree of simulation is quite high.
Knowing that it was a fake, when Yue Zitong accidentally rubbed the back of his hand against the thing, Xin'er still trembled, and a strange feeling rose.
This strange feeling made her a little flustered, and her face was a little hot. She pulled the brocade quilt and put it on the puppet, turned and walked out of the bridal chamber quickly.
After stepping out of the bridal chamber, she exhaled heavily and looked down at her right hand.
The black paint on the right hand must be washed off.
Otherwise, Aunt Yue, who has a bad habit of holding her fingers in bed at night, will definitely turn black lips when she wakes up in the morning.
This would damage her perfect and noble image of Family Master Yue.
When you come out of the bridal chamber and walk down the steps, you can see the wash basin in front of the window of the east wing.
When Yue Zitong stepped down the steps, his walking movements were a little bigger, and pain immediately came from his right leg.
The cut made by the bamboo strips when she kicked the lantern away, although it is now bandaged, it still hurts as long as she moves a little bit bigger.
Will bleed.
Caught off guard, she let out a low cry in pain.
No one will hear.
Because besides Yue Zitong and her groom in the backyard tonight, there will be no third person here.
This was what Master Kong Kong had specially ordered long ago, saying that if someone came to the backyard and disturbed Patriarch Yue and the little nephew's good deeds, they would be seriously ill.
No matter what happens in the backyard, they are not allowed to come and disturb them to prevent accidents.
Before the Yin marriage ceremony was held, the pain that Zong Gang and others promised in their lips was actually disapproving in their hearts.
Now they all believe it.
In this world, there are indeed some supernatural phenomena that cannot be explained by science.
got windy.
The wind blew Yue Zitong's red dowry, revealing her slender and legs.
Of course she didn't want to appreciate these, just looked back at the bridal chamber.
When she came out, she did not close the door of the bridal chamber. After the night breeze passed by her, she plunged directly into the door, blew out the candle, and went out through the back window.
After the candle was extinguished, Yue Zitong looked inside the room, seeing more clearly.
The moon is so bright tonight. After spilling in through the skylight, it happened to spill on the face of Li Nanfang's puppet on the head of the bed. It looked very strange - strange.
The change in the light caused Yue Zitong's heart to jerk.
She is the head of the family, and she can be regarded as a fierce man who has gone through life and death, but when the current situation is connected with certain legends of China, there will be an instinctive fear.
"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. When he is alive, I am not afraid of him, let alone he is dead?"
Yue Zitong stared at the puppet on the bed in the room, murmured after a moment, and walked to the wash basin.
Yue Zitong washes his hands very slowly.
Firstly, she had been pierced by the urn at the mouth of her tiger. It is best to be careful not to get any water in order to avoid infection.
Secondly, she was thinking wildly: "If the South is really alive-should I be afraid?"
"Yue Zitong, you are so stupid. How could Nanfang survive? Even if you live, why should you be afraid of him? He should understand your current difficulties and understand your love for him."
With a low laugh, Yue Zitong gently shook his hands, turned and walked up the steps.
The moon sprinkled in from the skylight was covered by a cloud after she walked into the bridal chamber.
Look at everything, all confused.
Yue Zitong closed the door, smeared and walked to the table, reaching for the lighter.
did not find.
Only the plate and saucer were touched, and there were two wine glasses.
In the wedding night in the bridal chamber, a couple of couples can enjoy the fun after drinking some wine-this is also one of the indispensable links in the traditional Chinese wedding.
However, Yue Zitong was somewhat distracted: "Oh, forget it. Anyway, no one will have a drink with me, and can only sleep alone. Why do you care about these imaginary things?"
Without the groom to undress the bride, Yue Zitong came by himself.
Undress yourself without lighting.
A few minutes later, Yue Zitong's beautiful body appeared completely in the dark, as if there was still a layer of holy light flashing.
There are no three pieces of cloth in the Chinese wedding dress, only the small dress and red belly.
However, Yue Zitong was really not used to wearing this thing to sleep. He simply took it off and put it on the clothes rack in front of the window. He held his chest with his left hand, bent over and stretched out his right hand. After finding the bed, he raised his foot and stepped up.
Lifting the quilt, Yue Zitong got in and leaned side by side with the puppet on the bedside table, looking at the direction of the moon covered by clouds outside the skylight, and laughed softly: "South, if you really have a soul, you should be possessed now. On the puppet, enjoy your charming bride. I remember that you always regretted that we were only a half-length couple. At this time tonight, there is a good opportunity for you to realize your dreams. Come, come, Why haven't you come yet?"
She clearly challenged a dead person in a relaxed mind and body, but when it came to later, did Mao's voice begin to tremble?
It was because there was a hand that was suddenly placed on her.
There is also a leg that is also resting on her waist.
This is not Yue Zitong's hand!
Not Yue Zitong's legs!
Whose is this! ?
When Yue Zitong was hooked into an icy embrace full of rotten aura, the blood in her body instantly solidified.
There is also a blank in the brain.
She only left her horrified cry: "Who are you!?"
The words that floated in her mind did not stop the owner of that hand, and then stretched out the other hand, roughly wrapped her arms around her neck, forcing her to lift her chin.
Then, a slippery mouth that also smelled of rancid scent stuck her mouth.
She instinctively resisted and struggled.
Want to escape from these hands, this mouth.
But the extreme fear consumed her too much strength and prevented her from making any effective resistance.
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