Xinghui Dream Plaza
The mausoleum is equivalent to the house where one lives after death, so carriages are naturally not allowed to enter. Brides need to get off the carriage at the door and walk to the chosen location.
After the car stopped, Ding Can took down the panoramic water curtain on the car and stuck it on the inside of her veil so that she would have an unobstructed view on the rest of the road.
"Please follow me, young lady."
The maids who were responsible for supporting the bride had been sitting in the same carriage before, but now they returned to the outside to lead her out.
The steps had been placed on the carriage since they were put away a moment ago. As they had walked along the way, a lot of water droplets in the air had condensed on them.
Unfortunately, just as her toes stepped on it, the sole of her shoe slipped, and she lost her balance and fell forward, about to fall to the ground.
The maid was unable to react for a moment and handed it over in a panic.
At the same time, Ding Can saw that another strong arm had arrived first. She subconsciously waved her hands in the air twice, then grabbed it and supported most of her body weight on it.
"careful……"
It was Yu Fu. Fortunately, he stood on this side after getting off the horse.
I didn't expect this person to be so strong.
"It's okay." He didn't pull his arm back until he was standing firmly on the ground.
The maid apologized in a low voice and took the person into her hands again.
"Will the drivers not go in?"
Ding Can thought that since the carriage was here, Yu Fu, as the coachman, should also be waiting outside the door.
Those brides who were not chosen would be sent back to the wedding house by them until tomorrow morning, when they would return home and stay away from the abyss they were almost pushed into.
"They will be invited in to watch the ceremony together and will not leave until the wedding is over."
That’s good, I don’t have to look for opportunities to sneak in anymore.
Ding Can followed her all the way forward, but the rain water here had never been cleaned up, so even if someone was holding up the hem of her skirt, the toes of her shoes were still not covered.
After walking for a distance, the tips of her shoes were already wet. She could only make her steps steadier and avoid the small puddles when she took steps.
Although the Lu family mausoleum is grand and magnificent, the person actually buried there is only their eldest son.
A few years ago, before they started the lantern business, their family was not wealthy, and they moved from another place for the sake of business.
As for the ancestors, they had never been worshipped annually. Even if they returned to their hometown, they could not find the ancestral graves, so it was naturally difficult to move the remains here.
Therefore, the actual mausoleum is very deserted and covers a large area. At present, only the layout of a few tombs has been divided in advance.
This is a Feng Shui treasure land that has been carefully examined by a Feng Shui master. Not only is it surrounded by mountains and rivers, but it is also said to be close to some dragon veins. As long as it is used well, it can ensure that future generations will have no worries for generations.
However, the Lu couple did not think so far ahead. They were typical egoists who only wanted to live a carefree life.
They even choose the place where they want to be buried after death in advance and prepare their own funeral arrangements in advance.
The brides were led to stand in two lines. The wedding hostess stood at the front and spoke to the people waiting at the mausoleum gate first, saying in a flattering voice, "Madam Lu, this year's brides have all been safely delivered."
Ding Can followed her gaze and found Mrs. Lu among the crowd of spectators.
In fact, it wasn’t difficult to recognize it, but there were too many people around, so she didn’t find it at the first time.
The guests were all dressed in casual clothes, only two middle-aged men and women near the middle looked special.
Mrs. Lu was wearing a plain white dress, but it was not monotonous. Upon closer inspection, she could see that it was embroidered with exquisite auspicious patterns and tassels. One could tell at a glance that it was definitely not an ordinary item.
The jewelry on her head was mainly silver-white pearls and jade. Although she was not in mourning, it also showed her attitude of worshiping her son.
The master of the Lu family, a middle-aged man with a big belly, was also dressed in white silk and satin. He stood with his hands behind his back, silent.
What is slightly eye-catching is that both of them have a big red flower on their chest, which is what the groom's parents would wear when welcoming the bride.
After all, she is the groom's mother-in-law, and she wears it for the upcoming wedding ceremony.
Under normal circumstances, one would feel happy when seeing it, but in this situation, if one looked at it for a long time, it looked like two pools of blood spreading across the chest.
Especially the expressions of the two people. Today is the day to commemorate their son, and it is time to think about the sad thing of their son's death again.
But in fact, there was no sadness on their faces, but rather a rosy look.
It's just unclear whether this is because of the joy of her son marrying another beautiful bride, or because she is happy knowing that the family business will continue to prosper after today.
The deceased son was just a facade to cover up their greed.
Mrs. Lu nodded slightly and swept her eyes over the brides. In fact, they were all wearing the same wedding dresses and covered with veils, so there was no difference between them.
Her eyes were incredibly kind, as if she were truly experiencing a happy occasion, and she even commented on them with a touch of approval: "They are all good-looking girls. Come in quickly. The master is ready at the altar."
The mausoleum is very large, and it is impossible to see where the altar is located or what it looks like.
Walk forward for more than a hundred meters, and you will pass by pavilions, towers, and vegetation.
I'm afraid that some passers-by who don't know the situation might really think that this is just a house somewhere in the wilderness.
The brides were not allowed to make any noise, and the only sound along the way was the noisy footsteps. Even the guests invited to pay their respects followed quietly beside the Lu couple, fearing that their noises might be too loud and disturb something.
Going further, passing by a hexagonal pavilion, Ding Can finally saw the altar that Mrs. Lu had mentioned.
It was a circular platform rising from the ground, and one had to climb more than a dozen steps to reach the surface.
The diameter of the altar is estimated to be thirty meters, and in the middle there is a tomb that looks like a small hill.
The air began to become hazy and blurred like fog, especially at the altar. Ding Can sniffed, and a strong scent of sandalwood entered his nostrils.
This came from the many enameled hanging incense burners placed on the altar.
The hanging incense tube is more than one meter high, with a lotus as the top. On the left and right sides, there is a hanging incense tube with five sections of flower bird brackets on one side, and a lotus-shaped shallow plate-shaped basket on the other side, with the incense almost overflowing from it.
The cemetery is located outdoors and is extremely open. Logically, the fragrance would quickly dissipate in the wind and disappear, but there are so many incense sticks burning.
If you stay here for too long, you'll get addicted to the smell.
Through the curl of cigarette smoke, Ding Can's blurred vision saw two figures above.
A hunched-over man who looked older, dressed in a Taoist robe, with mostly gray hair hanging from his square hat.
This person was standing quietly in front of the grave, with his right hand making hand gestures and his lips moving as he muttered something.
Next to him was a young man who was burning paper money. With his back turned, he slowly threw the paper money, which had almost piled up into a small mountain, into the brazier.
Ding Can had never seen such a big brazier before. It looked more like a short jar. If he tried to fill it with the burned paper money, he didn't know how many more zeros would be added after the amount.
After watching for a while, she felt that the back was familiar. She waited for a while and finally found the opportunity for him to turn around.
Sure enough, it was Gao Wenwen.
How did he become this Taoist priest's little follower?
Besides, wasn’t it said that the fortune teller who gave advice to the Lu couple was never found? No one knows who the person next to him is.
It was already late at night and the wind had turned cold. The clothes that had felt comfortable when I left the reception room were no longer useful.
Several brides hid their hands in their sleeves, and some even rubbed their hands gently in an attempt to warm themselves up.
"Please all the brides-to-be, please go up to the altar and wait for the auspicious time~" The hostess stood at the edge of the steps leading to the altar, folded her hands, and shouted in a long voice.
Ding Can climbed the steps and walked to the surface of the altar. He noticed that around the tomb, at intervals, there was a lotus carved out of stone slabs.
There was no need to count, to know there must be twenty, and the brides would be told to stand on them.
The bride at the head of the line was already walking towards the lotus seat which was the farthest away from here. When passing by the grave, Ding Can found an opportunity to lift his toes and gently bumped the side of Gao Wenwen's shoe.
As for Gao Wenwen, he had been staring at the brides covered with red veils since early morning, thinking that his companions should be among them.
Now that he was reminded, he suddenly raised his head and saw the lower half of Ding Can's face through the gap in the veil. He recognized her, then casually looked away.
Everyone's attention was on the bride and no one noticed what was happening in the corner.
He noted where Ding Can was standing.
After all the brides had stood still, the Taoist priest instructed him to pick up a wooden basket in front of the grave.
The basket was located next to the brazier and was covered with a layer of white velvet. At first, Ding Can didn't know what was inside.
It was not until Gao Wenwen walked up to the bride closest to him and opened the velvet cloth that she saw clearly that there was a nest of chicks inside.
It is furry and has no chance to show any other colors in its fur. It is all yellow and small in size. It looks like it was hatched not long ago.
Weasels love to eat chickens. You choose your bride not only based on metaphysics, but also in accordance with animal nature, right?
The basket was not heavy, and Gao Wenwen carried it on his wrist. Every time he walked up to a bride, he would put a chick into the bride's palm.
When he came to Ding Can, he moved slowly and asked directly.
"Who are you?"
After all, he was just kicked by someone. Although he thought it was a companion, he still had to confirm whether it was an accident or intentional.
"It's me." Ding Can also told Shi Yan's current location. When she got off the car just now, she noticed the car Shi Yan was in, so she knew her current ranking among the brides.
"I asked the Taoist priest, and he said Wong Tai Sin's selection of brides is indeed random, and he didn't deliberately decide which bride would be chosen."
"Is he the fortune teller who gave advice to the Lu family back then?"
Gao Wenwen's voice became even softer. "No, I volunteered to come to the Lu family later. I was only responsible for presiding over the ceremony. There's nothing special about it. Perhaps you can try to use props to prevent Wong Tai Sin from choosing you?"
It seems that the focus is not on this Taoist priest, but at the same time, Ding Can doesn't think that this is something that can be avoided.
Simply by avoiding the bride selection process, they may not be able to escape safely from this world.
The most important thing is to find the truth and prevent such incidents of harming women from happening again.
"Let it be."
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