Chapter 1161: On the day of the wedding, the moonlight kills! (Two more)

The following day, the sixth day of the fifth lunar month.
The sullen Dongzhang Village finally got a little more angry, and it was the Zhangji Tiepu's family that was going to handle the wedding.
As for this so-called happy event, Dongzhang Village learned about it half a month ago. The old Zhangtou would marry his daughter to a fool picked up.
Instead, as usual, some villagers may use this as a laughing stock to talk about it, but in the dark clouds of war today, no one has this mind.
In addition, many people are already hungry and full. Now the Zhang family is going to handle weddings and will inevitably set up banquets. Therefore, the villagers still go to the Zhang family to help themselves.
In the evening, I was busy, and there were red lanterns hanging in front of Zhang Jitiepu's door, together with some long-lasting laughter and laughter.
The old Zhang head originally planned to set aside three or five, but it was not easy to think of everyone's life, he simply set his teeth and set up ten tables.
However, the food at each table is not too rich. A few plates of fern-rooted wild vegetables, plus a bowl of soup with visible oil stars. This is the case, and still many people have eaten their meals.
After eating, there were some small groups of children playing in small groups and shouting to make trouble in the cave.
The white-haired young man was wearing a clean blue shirt with a red flower hanging on his chest, surrounded by many children, only smirking.
The villagers wanted to tell him to be nice to the woman in the future, but when they think about the IQ of the former, they simply don't bother to say it.
The old head didn't mind either. After the crowd was dispersed, the white-haired young man was dragged into the room, with a complex look saying: "Do you know what to do after you go in?"
"Sleep ..." said the white-haired young man.
The old Zhang wanted to say something, and finally sighed, "Forget it, you go in."
"I'm hungry ..." The white-haired young man shook his head quickly.
"Go in and eat again tomorrow."
The old man was so angry that he pushed it directly into the new house, which was arranged separately. Then, despite the resistance of the former, he forcibly locked the door from the outside.
"Child, mother, you can rest in peace ..."
The old man wiped his tears with his head, picked up a quilt, and walked into the iron shop. He took out the fruit wine he brewed, and groaned and drunk.
And just under such a hazy moonlight, the entire Lin'an County set off a silent and interestless slaughter.
The 100,000 army divided into many teams and went to dozens of small villages under the county. The cold blade cut through a throat and pierced into a warm innocent body ...
Outside Lin'an County, among the dense torches, a huge new altar was faintly visible. The altar was about 1,000 square meters, and various strange runes were painted on it.
The altar was full of aura.
The incredibly rich, almost liquefied aura, faintly visible a dragon-shaped airflow is supporting the entire altar, and in the middle of the altar, there are dozens of spooky men wearing black robes, saying something in their mouth,
An old man in black headed at the altar gave his finger lightly, his face constantly changing.
Humane beside him: "Brother, what's wrong?"
The old man in black frowned and said, "If you want to perfect this hordes of ghosts, I need a fierce soul as the main soul ..."
"Vicious soul?"
A man in black said indifferently: "I waited for the people killed to be at best dead souls, and the evil souls needed to have great resentment, preferably those with the birthdate character and tonight's time cooperation ..."
"Nice, preferably a woman!"
Someone said: "A woman is a yin and a woman in red. If you go through the process of my ghost door, I want to create a ferocious soul ..."
The old man in black thought for a while and then instructed: "If the order goes down, if villages find red women, bring as many as possible ..."
...
Dongzhang Village, in the dead of night.
Every door is closed, except for the red lanterns hanging outside Zhang Yuanwai and Zhang Ji Tiepu, the entire Dongzhang Village is in a silence.
Zhang Yuanwai Fuzhong
Dozens of black shadows appeared in the night, all of them jumped in unison, and directly climbed the wall and jumped into Yuanwai.
"噗通! 噗通! 噗通!"
The night was shining with dazzling swordmangs, and a corpse fell to the ground one after another, and the pungent smell spread quietly in this world.
In just a few breaths, all 20 people in the government, including the descendants and the nursing home, died.
"Master, you hurt someone ..."
"Master's soul is almost lost by you ..."
At this time, in the largest room, there was a sound of pain and numbness.
Dozens of shadows greeted the past silently.
In the large room, the obese Zhang Yuan was carrying a red woman panting like a cow: "Xiaoxianger, if you can give a big fat boy to the master, the master will give you a name ..."
"Master wants to buy you a lot of good rouge gouache, Master is not short of money ..."
Just as the voice was about to reach its peak, a bright machete reached out from the curtain and cut the neck of Zhang.
Suddenly the blood flow was like a note.
"what!!!"
The woman in bed was so scared.
It was another knife-knife slashing at it, and then was stopped: "Don't kill her, take it back ..."
It seemed that such a scene was staged in every household in Dongzhang Village, and the red blood was rippling in the night.
In Zhang Ji's iron shop, several men in black deceived themselves like ghosts, and the dangling blades pierced the darkness.
"Baby mother ..."
In the humble wooden shed, the drunk old head had entered the dreamland and issued a nightmare-like mumble.
"what sound?"
Some of the black men stepped footsteps, then turned around step by step towards the wooden shed.
Just then, a black cat burst out of the wooden shed, making a harsh noise, Cangjie fled away.
"It turned out to be a wildcat ..."
The man was relieved, and then turned to look into the brightly lit room, and whispered, "There is only the last house left."
...
In the humble new house, the oil lamps are bright.
Cuihua, who had already wore a red wedding dress, quietly looked at the white-haired young man who was eating a piece of cake in front of him, showing a touch of bright redness.
After the white-haired young man finished eating the cake in her hand, she couldn't help but reach out and wipe the corners of her mouth, and said softly, "Are you full?"
"hungry……"
The white-haired young man looked at her eagerly.
Cuihua immediately became angry and said, "You eat, you eat, you don't know what day it is tonight."
"hungry……"
The young man said in a snorting voice, and then got up, apparently he wanted to go out to find food.
"You don't move first."
Cuihua suddenly held him, said fiercely: "Listen to me, I'll find something for you."
The white-haired young man sat down obediently and was very obedient.
(End of this chapter)