Nightmare Attack

I don't know which words touched the village chief's nerves. He sighed and said in a nostalgic tone: "Speaking of it, the eldest lady of the Wu family is also a pitiful person. I think at the beginning, things happened in a hurry and she only thought about it not long before the sacrifice. Customized wedding dress.

"But the tailor in the village hurriedly rushed over and only sent a semi-finished product to the lady to try on her figure."

"But after improvements, we finally had a finished product. Before it could be sent over, the ceremony had already begun. Miss Wu had no choice but to wear the semi-finished product and get on the wedding sedan."

"Go away now!" The village chief gritted his teeth, with half regret and half anger in his eyes, "Who would have thought that the truth is like this, these scumbags who deserve to be killed a thousand times!"

Regarding the village chief's words, the three of them regarded him as farting, but the information revealed in it attracted Jiang Cheng's attention, and he raised his eyebrows, "You mean Miss Wu's wedding dress has more than one piece?"

"Ah." The village chief said subconsciously.

"Is the other finished wedding dress still there?" Jiang Cheng asked immediately.

The village chief hesitated for a moment and nodded uncertainly, "It should still be there. It's impossible for someone else to wear such a wedding dress. Why, how do you feel about this wedding dress?"

"Take me there now." Jiang Cheng said firmly.

Not long after, under the escort of three people from Jiang Cheng, the village chief took them to a remote house.

The owner of the yard was a hunchbacked old man, one of his eyes seemed to be covered with white mist. After explaining his purpose, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the people in Jiangcheng with strange eyes.

"Old Guo Tou, what are you looking at? If you don't lead the way, you will miss the work of several masters. Do you think I will slap you?"

Even though the village chief looked down and down in front of the people in Jiangcheng, he had such great official power in front of the villagers that he could silence Old Guo Tou with just one sentence.

Old Guo Tou brought them into a room. It was obvious that this was a working room with two tables, one large and one small.

There are tools such as scissors and rulers on the table, as well as fabrics of various materials and colors.

A bamboo basket hung on a pillar was stuffed with scraps left over from cutting.

Lao Guo didn't say anything, and walked straight into the room with a gloomy face.

Opening a curtain, there is a small room inside.

Not long after, Lao Guotou walked out of the room, holding a wooden box in his hand, and placed it on the table with a "dong" sound.

The wooden box is not big, but it looks very old. It must have been untouched for a long time, and there is a layer of dust on it.

Du Moyu was anxious and was about to open the box, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big rough hand.

Looking up, he met Lao Guotou's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Du Moyu frowned.

Old Guo Tou stared at him for a long time and said in a dull voice: "Before opening it, I have something to remind the masters.

"This wedding dress is not an ownerless thing. It was left behind by the eldest lady of the Wu family, the Empress Dahe who crossed the river bottom."

"She didn't have the chance to put it on when she was offering sacrifices, so" Lao Guo paused, with a strange light in his eyes, "This can be regarded as a regret for Empress Dahe."

The fat man listened in confusion, always feeling that there was something in the old man's words, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Old sir, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly." Jiang Cheng raised his chin, which was quite polite.

Lao Guotou took a deep breath and said with a very serious expression, "This wedding dress represents the obsession of Lady Dahe, and the movement is ominous."

Old Guo Tou's expression was serious, and it didn't look like he was joking. Du Moyu couldn't help but swallowed, and his hand stretched out to the box paused in mid-air.

The next second, Jiang Cheng took the box and opened it directly.

What catches the eye is a phoenix crown. The phoenix crown is exquisitely made and beautiful. There are no traces of time on it, as if it was just made yesterday.

Looking away, under the phoenix crown is a bright red wedding dress.

For some reason, Jiang Cheng couldn't take his eyes away when he saw this wedding dress. He took out the wedding dress by mistake and shook it open in the air. The exquisite wedding dress instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Red satin embroidery with golden silk threads on it, wide sleeves and narrow waist. Just looking at this wedding dress, one can imagine the enchanting figure of the woman wearing it.

Du Moyu's eyes flashed, and he probably knew what Jiang Cheng was going to do.

He wanted to find someone to put on this wedding dress, pretend to be Lady Dahe, and trick Yu Chengmu into opening the door.

The fat man was also thinking, but the issue he was thinking about had nothing to do with Du Moyu. What the fat man wanted was to marry such a woman. Not only did the doctor not lose money this time, he made a huge profit.

According to Fatty's calculations, in the final battle with the old president, Wu stood on the doctor's left and Empress Dahe stood on the right, a stable group.

There is also a pair of red embroidered shoes at the bottom of the box, which are exactly the same as the ones worn by the ghost bride on the bus in Jiang Cheng’s memories.

After putting the wedding dress back into the box, Jiang Cheng picked up the box and nodded slightly to Lao Guotou, "Leave these things to me for safekeeping for the time being."

The village chief was here. Old Guo Tou stopped talking, but looked at the people in Jiangcheng with sympathetic eyes.

After leaving, Jiang Cheng asked the village chief on the road in detail whether there were any taboos about Empress Dahe coming tonight. The village chief thought for a moment and suddenly said: "There are not many taboos, mainly the letter, but you said so , I remembered that when Lady Dahe comes tonight, there will be a sound instrument troupe playing. It is said that this music is very strange and should not be listened to too much. It has a strange power that enchants the soul. "

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng frowned, "Mr. Yu, do they know about this?"

The village chief nodded, "Of course I know, I asked someone to notify me this morning."

"Go and find the village's ringer team, we have something we need them to do." Jiang Cheng ordered, tonight's plan must be foolproof.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, with a bad premonition vaguely emerging in his mind, "You..."

"At midnight tonight, I need them to play a piece of music." Jiang Cheng said straightforwardly.

Unexpectedly, the village chief immediately vetoed it, "It's impossible, masters, if something like this happens, at night...especially in the middle of the night, which villager would dare to go out? Not even one."

While they were talking, the village chief took them to a nearby thatched house. There were some musical instruments piled messily in the house, including drums with mottled surfaces, as well as suona, erhu and the like.

But before he could think of a countermeasure, he heard a high-pitched and harsh suona sound blasting in his ears. It was so sudden that he almost sent him away.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and faced the fat man's suppressed red face. A few thick fingers were walking around the suona hole with an extremely unreasonable flexibility, and he played the song "A Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix", which was so heart-breaking.

Jiang Cheng was shocked that the fat man could actually do this.

But before he could speak, he heard another sound of the erhu strings being stretched.

Du Moyu sat cross-legged on the ground and started his talent show.

"It takes three years to play the flute, five years to play the flute, an erhu to break the waist, a thousand-year-old pipa, a ten-thousand-year-old zheng, a suona to play for a lifetime!" Du Moyu was extremely immersed in his chanting, and he couldn't help but sigh in deep emotion, "One If my liver and intestines are broken, where can I find a good friend in the world?”

The village chief was also greatly shocked when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that the corpse collector was so versatile. At this level, he was much better than the few two-handed swordsmen in the village's ringer team.