Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 35 - Mountain Lord Gets Married (Please Follow and Vote)
Chapter 35 -35: Mountain Lord Gets Married (Please Follow and Vote)
Chapter 35 -35: Mountain Lord Gets Married (Please Follow and Vote)
Several miles away, lies a small village named Taohua Village.
Amidst the wilderness, peach blossoms bloom in profusion, spreading pink hues everywhere.
This should have been a harmonious and tranquil village.
But this night, the entire Taohua Village was eerily quiet, all lights out.
Only one household was brightly lit!
Red cloths were hung, and lanterns decorated the place, displaying a festive atmosphere.
However, inside the house, there were sobs and whimpering.
Two elderly people in their sixties were pressed to the ground by a group of people.
Dressed simply, they clearly looked like villagers of this place.
But now, a delicate young girl dressed in a bright red wedding gown was dragged out from the inner room by two robust village women.
The girl, probably sixteen or seventeen, cried bitterly as she tore at her fingernails, which began bleeding on the door frame.
“I don’t want to marry!”
“That’s a demon!”
“Dad, Mom!”
Suddenly, a rough-looking woman with sparse eyebrows and a dark face slapped the girl fiercely.
“Spit, spit, spit,”
“Stop babbling nonsense,”
“That is the Mountain Lord,”
“Don’t wish to live, don’t drag the entire village down.”
As she spoke, they forcefully dragged the girl out.
The two elderly people being held down on the ground, seeing their daughter treated this way, cried unrestrainedly.
Their aged eyes filled with despair, they banged the floor and shouted.
“Lian’er!”
“You are not human.”
“My daughter is still so young.”
At this moment, a small old man smoking a hookah glanced at the villagers holding the elderly and then yelled sharply,
“What are you doing?
Old Chen and his wife are old, they can’t withstand this kind of treatment.”
“Besides, once the Mountain Lord marries Little Lian, Little Lian will be the wife of the Mountain Lord.”
He was the village head.
Saying this, the village head crouched down and sighed.
“Old Chen, why put yourselves through this?”
“We are all villagers here, don’t make it so ugly.”
As he finished speaking, the two elderly people grasped the legs of the village head’s pants, their faces pleading,
“Village head, please spare Little Lian!”
“We old folks almost have one foot in the grave, and she is our only daughter.”
“Please, we beg all our fellow villagers!”
“I beg you by kowtowing.”
“I beg you by kowtowing.”
As they spoke, the old man started to kowtow on the ground.
The sound of his head knocking made a loud thud.
Blood gradually blurring his whole face.
Yet everyone present in the room remained expressionless.
No one stepped forward to stop him.
“Dad!”
Watching all this, Little Lian cried heartbreakingly, trying to rush forward.
But she was firmly held back by the village women.
At this moment, seeing this, the village head’s eyes turned cold.
He just stood up and ordered indifferently:
“The hour is almost upon us, cover the bride’s head with the veil.”
Adding after a pause,
“Seal the bride’s mouth, don’t disturb the nobles who come to receive the bride.”
Immediately, someone gagged the girl.
Then, covered her head with a bright red bridal veil.
Meanwhile, the people in the hall watched the night outside with either anxiety or indecision.
At this time, what these villagers did not know was,
Not far away, atop a tree.
A man and a woman, two figures stood on the treetop.
They saw everything inside the house below.
The man dressed in a Brocade White Robe, had his hair wrapped in a White Cloth, waist adorned with a Jade belt, and hands clasping a sword, his figure melding into the night, yet his eyes were like sharp swords cutting through the sky, brightly shimmering.
By his side, the woman wore a light green dress, with a prominently high chest and a seductive face with a red mole between her eyebrows.
Yet, this man and woman, watching everything happening inside the house, appeared indifferent.
“The girl is crying so pitifully, such a beauty of a girl, and you, big brother, don’t feel like playing the hero to save her!” the green-skirted woman said with a lazy voice, a slight smile playing on her lips.
“Save her?
Then who would become the Mountain Lord’s new bride, little sister?” the man, with a cold expression and unchanging countenance retorted.
“Big brother, would you really bear to throw your little sister into the tiger’s den?” the green-skirted woman laughed, her eyes gleaming playfully.
“Enough nonsense.
Your Fulong Fragrance is placed on that girl, has it taken effect?
We can’t afford any mistakes.” the man in the white robe coldly snorted.
The green-skirted woman, undisturbed by her brother’s lack of charm, replied nonchalantly,
“Don’t worry, if the Tiger demon touches the girl, the Fulong Fragrance will react, and it will ensure that demon can’t use more than a fraction of its Divine Skills.”
“I suppose, if little sister didn’t have this family skill, big brother might not hold me in high regard, nor would you have brought me here to watch such a drama.”
Saying this, the green-skirted woman’s peach blossom eyes almost brimmed with tears.
“When the time comes, little sister must congratulate big brother on slaying another Profound Body Demon, becoming famous throughout Shu, and having enhanced Luck.”
Hearing this, the man in white attire’s pupils flickered.
Suddenly, his gaze became sharp, and he looked towards the west.
“They’re coming!”
As the words fell.
In the distance under the night sky, a large mass of fog drifted from afar.
Within the fog, a red glow ascended.
Followed by the sound of gongs and drums,
Filled with a joyful and festive atmosphere.
But amidst the white fog, a chilling scene unfolded,
At the front was a bright red bridal sedan.
The sedan bearers, pale-faced, feet not touching the ground, drifted forward with the fog.
Behind them, odd and eerie shadows of ghosts hopped and skipped.
In the village.
Inside the brightly lit hall, the villagers hearing the sounds and seeing the ghastly scenario, were trembling in spirit.
“The Mountain Lord’s wedding procession has arrived!”
Someone spoke with a trembling voice.
Meanwhile, some households in the village, peering through the windows at the Mountain Lord’s wedding procession,
Hastily hid away.
And simultaneously sighed deeply,
“Such a tragedy!”
These people, not participating in the forced marriage of the Chen family’s daughter, felt unbearable and sympathetic.
They could only hide inside their houses, out of sight, out of mind.
And then, as the merry sounds approached closer into the village,
The village’s poultry and dogs became eerily quiet.
The fog thickened, the wedding procession unsteadily made its way to that brightly decorated house in the village.
The fog rolled in, pouring into the house.
A wave of cold air swept across.
Immediately after, a voice as grating as metal scraping metal rang out,
“The auspicious hour has arrived, please, the Mountain Lord’s wife, ascend the sedan!”
Hearing this, the people inside couldn’t help but shiver.
The village head, who was earlier fierce and now trembling himself, fiercely signaled a few village women.
Two of the village women’s faces changed, as they shakily forced the screaming and struggling bride outside.
When these two village women, terrified, stepped outside, they were shocked at the sight of four pale-eyed Chang Ghosts within the mist, almost collapsing from fear.
Yet, they still managed, with a voice almost breaking into cries,
“Take the bride to the sedan!”
And so, they pushed the girl into the sedan.
Inside the house at this moment, the old couple, heartbroken, cried out.
But were harshly scolded by the village head:
“Damn it!”
“Quick, cover these two old fools’ mouths, don’t disturb these important guests.”
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