Zu An snorted coldly, then unleashed his Primordial Chaos Qi and slammed a palm towards the coffin.

With a loud bang, the coffin was shattered into pieces, and a lot of smoke and dust rushed in, it was unclear whether it was lime or ashes.

I wonder if this thing is poisonous...

Although Zaun is immune to all poisons, he wouldn't be so reckless as to try every kind of poison.

Using the recoil to pull himself back a distance, he was surprised to find that the bridal sedan chair was already waiting behind him, and it instantly shoved him inside.

Zuan, possessing great luck, intended to have a showdown with the paper bride, only to find the bridal sedan chair empty.

He was all alone, and everything he saw was red.

Unsurprisingly, the windows and the curtains in front of them were all impossible to open.

Having already gained experience, Zu'an directly activated the Primordial Chaos Scripture, breaking through the top of the sedan chair and flying out.

However, he was quickly taken aback, because he discovered that the sedan chair was gone, the coffin was gone, and the grove of trees was gone as well.

He was now in a farmhouse, with only a courtyard separated by a fence and a few simple rooms, but at this time it was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the character "囍" (double happiness) was pasted everywhere.

This is clearly a wedding scene.

There were more than a dozen tables of food and drinks in the courtyard, with men, women, and children sitting there. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be the villagers' neighbors.

Zu An frowned, thinking that these were probably paper figures created by the paper bride. Seeing that they didn't seem to intend to attack him, he didn't bother to make a move and instead looked around for the real person.

"The auspicious hour has arrived. Please welcome the bride and groom!"

A man who looked like an emcee called out in a high-pitched voice from the lobby.

A violent coughing sound came, a cough so loud it was heart-wrenching, as if the lungs were about to come out.

Zu An looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man dressed as a groom walk out. No, he didn't walk out on his own; he was being supported by two people.

He felt limp and weak, as if he couldn't put any weight on his legs. If it weren't for the two people next to him helping to support him, he probably would have fallen to the ground immediately.

"Is this the groom?" Zu An frowned. Because of his wedding, he had obviously been made up, but even so, his face was still as pale as paper, and he looked like he was on the verge of death.

Getting married when you're about to die?

Just then, the whispers of the villagers came from the side:

"Is Cai Jiawa no longer capable? Why is he still getting married now?"

"Don't you know? Because of their son's illness, the Cai family bought a child bride a few years ago, intending to marry her in a few years. But recently, it seems that the Cai family's son is not doing well, so the Cai family is holding a wedding for their son to try and bring good luck, hoping to save his life."

"What a pity for Madam Dou. She is beautiful and hardworking, but she married such a sickly man. She might become a widow after she gets married."

"Shh, you're here for a wedding after all. If the host hears you saying such unlucky things, they'll kick you out."

"What's there to be afraid of? Old Master Cai died a long time ago, and the only male heir now is that sickly fellow. Who's going to hit me?"

...

Just then, a gasp rang out; it was the bride coming out.

"Even though she's wearing a veil, her figure is really quite good."

“You haven’t been back to your hometown for years and haven’t seen her. She’s the most beautiful girl in the surrounding area.”

"Oh, what a pity."

...

Zuan's pupils constricted slightly as he looked at the bride who walked out in a bright red wedding dress, which was exactly the same as the paper bride's.

Unfortunately, her head was covered by a red veil, so her face could not be seen.

Zuan was getting impatient and was about to rush up and drag the paper lady out.

Just as he was about to rush forward, the villagers around him were horrified and grabbed him, saying, "Young master, you mustn't! The bride's veil can only be lifted by the groom in the bridal chamber; otherwise, it's bad luck!"

Zuan: "..."

What's wrong with these people? Why are they treating me like some scoundrel trying to harass someone's bride?

Just as he was about to explain, a commotion suddenly broke out from the auditorium.

After a violent coughing fit, the groom suddenly vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

Because of the wedding ceremony, the two people had temporarily let him go, but unexpectedly, something happened in such a short time.

The two rushed to help him up, but their faces quickly turned pale, and they said in a trembling voice, "Brother Cai... is gone!"

Upon seeing this, Granny Cai rushed over and cried out, "My son!"

The whole scene suddenly became noisy.

In the end, the wedding turned into a funeral. All the red cloth and the double happiness symbol were torn off and replaced with white cloth and the character for "mourning".

Zuan seemed to understand something. No wonder he had encountered both a wedding procession and a funeral procession in the woods earlier, and the two processes had even collided directly. So that was what he meant.

At this moment, the bride also changed her clothes and came out wearing mourning clothes.

This time, she wasn't wearing a red veil, so we finally got a clear look at her face.

Who else could it be but the paper bride!

However, she looks much more innocent now, and the timid look between her brows makes it hard to associate her with that glamorous paper bride.

Zuan snorted coldly: "Paper Bride, what are you up to? Did you think I wouldn't recognize you just because you took off your makeup?"

He went up to grab her, but the woman shrank back in fear.

Zuan felt a ripple in the air before him, and the scene quickly changed again.

Now the courtyard is empty of guests, and the funeral strips are gone from the rooms.

Instead, the paper maiden and Granny Cai depended on each other for survival, and every day they would worship the plaques of their deceased father-in-law and husband on the incense table.

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