The director had already boarded the car, and the others naturally prepared to leave as well. However, just as they were about to leave, they suddenly heard strange noises coming from the village. At first, the noises were very faint, but they gradually grew louder, and those who had not yet left the village also heard the strange noises.

"Is that... the sound of a suona horn? It sounds like a wedding celebration!"

An actor suddenly leaned out of the car window and said...

"Let's go, forget what they're doing, let's go!"

Right after the actor finished speaking, the director also leaned out and shouted. His expression was a bit strange, but he didn't say much, only urging everyone to leave together.

After the director spoke, the driver quickly started the engine and drove off. However, to their surprise, not long after they started driving, before they had gone far from the village, they saw a wedding procession coming from the distance!

That's right, it was a wedding procession, a procession like those in ancient times, with eight people carrying a large red flower bridge, and many other people following in the procession. They were dressed in festive clothes but had strange makeup, and they were playing gongs and drums and suonas all the way, carrying boxes of wooden crates, heading straight towards the film crew's convoy!

"Wow, is this a wedding? Who gets married so late at night?"

"Shh, don't look! This is definitely not a normal wedding!"

"My goodness! Why do those people's makeup look so weird? Why is their face all white?"

"Quickly close the windows and shut your eyes, don't look!"

The people inside the car who witnessed this scene began to whisper among themselves.

Because of the sudden appearance of the wedding procession, the film crew's vehicles were forced to stop on the side of the road. When the people inside the vehicles saw the procession, they all looked troubled, because they could probably guess what had happened to them. So they all chose to pretend they didn't see the procession and stop to let it pass.

The film crew had five cars in total. Feng Meng was in his own car, and he, Yue Jiuling, and Ya Zi were in the same car. When he saw the convoy, Feng Meng felt a little nervous. He rolled up the window and whispered, "My god, what's going on? Could it be a ghost marriage? A wedding so late at night, something's definitely not right!"

When Yue Jiuling and Ya Zi saw the wedding procession, they understood why the director insisted they leave the village before midnight, because that was when the yin energy was strongest, making it perfect for ghosts to get married. Unfortunately, they miscalculated their timing and were a step too late, stumbling upon the wedding.

While glancing at the line outside, Yue Jiuling kept picking at her nails and said, "No wonder the director was in such a rush. It's just a pity that everyone was a step too late. But speaking of which, Young Master Long, doesn't that bride look quite young?"

"Yes, that's right, she is indeed quite young."

Ya Zi also looked out the car window and said.

However, when these two people were commenting on someone else's bride, it startled Feng Meng and the driver.

The driver kept his head down and didn't dare to say anything, while Feng Meng looked at the procession outside, then turned to look at Yue Jiuling and Ya Zi. He said with a complicated and strange expression, "Sister Jiuling, Brother Long, did you two see someone else's bride?"

"Yes, I saw it."

Yue Jiuling looked up at the outside again and said.

Upon hearing this, Feng Meng fell silent.

Actually, the wedding procession hadn't even reached their car yet; it was still ahead of the cars in front. And the red flower bridge hadn't even lifted the curtain to reveal the 'bride' inside. But Yue Jiuling and Ya Zi claimed to have seen the bride, and even said she was very young.

Soon, the procession, with its music and fanfare, arrived beside Feng Meng's carriage. Feng Meng could hear the sounds outside even from inside the carriage, so he couldn't help but turn his head to take a look at the bridal sedan chair. That one glance was unforgettable for him!

Just as he turned his head to look, the curtains of the big red flower bridge were suddenly lifted on their own without any wind, allowing Feng Meng to see the 'bride' inside the sedan chair!

All I could see was her dressed in a bright red wedding gown, adorned with gold and silver, looking very elegant. However, she wasn't wearing a red cloth on her head; instead, her face, which was already half-rotten, was exposed!

"Ho!~"

When Feng Meng saw that face and those eerie eyes, he gasped in shock!

"She...she's looking at me!"

Feng Meng frantically turned to grab Ya Zi's clothes.

Ya Zi calmly looked at the 'bride' outside the window: "Just look, it's not like I'm losing a piece of flesh."

Yue Jiuling chimed in from the side, "Isn't she very young? I knew it! Doesn't she look quite young?"

"Yes, it seems so."

Feng Meng answered with a mournful face.

The driver in front, on the other hand, cleverly kept his head down the entire time.

The wedding procession quickly passed the film crew's convoy, and once the noise from the music subsided, the film crew's convoy started moving again.

On the way back, Feng Meng saw the message from the director in their crew group chat. The director explained why they had to rush to leave the village that day.

It turns out that when they entered the village, the village chief told the director that they were going to hold a wedding in the village that night and didn't want to rent the large courtyard where they were filming to the crew. However, the director had already paid the rent, so the village chief had no choice but to continue setting up the venue. But there was a condition for renting it: the crew had to leave the village before midnight.

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