Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 62

The world was gloomy, and the consciousness was completely plunged into boundless darkness.

The Chu River seems to be walking a never-ending road, quiet and deep, silent, and there is an old and decaying smell in the air. This place seems to be a lonely place that has been forgotten by the world for a long time.

Until one day, Chuhe, who was walking, suddenly looked ahead.

Faintly, there is a shimmering light at the end of the road, which is small and may disappear at any time, but it is like a candle in the dark, illuminating the heart and dispelling confusion.

Repeat hundreds of steps until you reach the end.

The body is heavy and light, as if passing through a layer of water curtain.

next moment.

Chuhe's expression was shocked, and he felt as if he had passed away.

Ahead, under the clear blue sky and white clouds, is a quiet and peaceful village with neat farmland.

The breeze blows, and the fallen leaves drift with the wind, falling into the stream along the village, swaying and swaying, and drifting away with the current.

Chuhe's shocked eyes gradually became confused.

Such a question suddenly appeared in my mind.

who am I?
Crackling!

Hearing was restored in an instant, and the ear-piercing sound of firecrackers rang out, and a large number of noisy sounds poured into the ears like sea water.

"Brother A Niu, brother A Niu, why are you standing still, your new wife is right in front of you, why don't you hurry up and recite it."

"Hehe, it's the first time your brother A Niu is marrying a wife, so it's inevitable that you will be nervous."

"This bastard, he is carefree and courageous on weekdays, why is he cowardly at this time?"

Out of focus eyes gathered, Chuhe looked back.

Decorated with lanterns and festoons, gongs and drums are loud, very lively.

The surrounding villagers surrounded him, adults and children were all smiling, joking and pushing him forward in unison.

In front of her was a pretty lady, wrapped in a red wedding dress and covering her face with a red mask. She was supported by her mother-in-law and walked toward the Chu River awkwardly.

Take a wife?
Chu He looked down and saw that he was dressed in a red robe with wide sleeves, a black gauze groom's hat on his head, and a big red flower hanging on his chest.

At this moment, he was still confused, like a paste.

I didn't react at all, what was I doing.

"Hey, don't be shy anymore, if you delay, you will miss the auspicious day." In the crowd, a scarlet old man interjected.

"Old thing... yes, Second Uncle." Chu He subconsciously said, his eyes froze suddenly, and he said mechanically.

Yes, he is A Niu, and today is his wedding day.

A Niu diligently farmed the land and saved his savings for several years. Under the introduction of a matchmaker, he met a girl from a good family in a neighboring village. After more than 20 years of being a bachelor, he finally married a daughter-in-law.

A strange yet familiar memory came to mind.

Chuhe instinctively followed this memory, changed his words and deeds, and made himself closer to the real A Niu's character.

He kicked off the front swing, walked forward slowly, and walked in front of the bride. Under the guidance of Xi Po, he stretched out his hand to hold the bride's slender hand.

Hiss, it's so cold...

The moment he held Qian's hand, Chuhe shuddered, but this abnormal change was immediately washed away by the joy of marrying a daughter-in-law.

While estimating what to do next, Xipo's long and local voice came from Chuhe's ears: "Next, carry the bride on your back, step over the brazier, enter the gate, and pay homage..."

"Come on, I'll carry you."

Chu He smiled honestly, squatted down, and put his generous back in front of the bride.

The bride hesitated, the red show shoes moved out of the skirt, then retracted, her hands were mixed together, as if she didn't know what to do.

"It's okay, Yumei, just lie on my back."

Yumei is the bride's name.

She nodded, and said softly, "Mmm..."

It seemed that it was Chuhe's comfort that made Yumei less nervous. She carefully lay on her broad back with her head resting on her neck.

"Hee hee hee, marry a wife."

"Happy candy, happy candy, Brother Aniu send out happy candy soon."

"Hehe, I didn't expect that so many years have passed, and even A Niu has started to marry a wife and have children. Time flies so fast."

Everyone followed the new couple, booing lively.

Feeling the temperature and weight of the beautiful woman on his back, Chuhe felt joy from the bottom of his heart, and his thoughts couldn't help but start to diverge.

Speaking of which, the person I recited last time was Hong Shou...

Hong Shou...

Subconsciously, an unfamiliar name appeared in my mind.

Chu He smiled for a moment, and his eyes once again appeared bewildered, and this time he was not only bewildered, but also felt a little congested in his chest for no reason.

Who is Hong Shou...why do I feel sad?
The cold little hand poked Chuhe's cheek, he suddenly turned his head and saw Yumei's pretty and white chin looming in the red hijab.

"Oh, I'm fine."

Convey a reassuring look.

With Yumei on his back, Chuhe stepped over the brazier with the support of the villagers, and while smiling, he beckoned everyone to enter the gate.

In the high hall, a huge bright red 囍 character was hung on it, and two red candles were lit, and the old man with a scarlet head looked at the new couple Chuhe with satisfaction.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

……

Loud shouts echoed throughout the courtyard.

A Niu whose parents died early, the only elder was the second uncle in front of him, but for some reason, when he worshiped Gaotang, Chuhe showed obvious resistance on his face, and always wanted to beat the old man hard.

Chuhe was taken aback by this sudden thought, he quickly cleared away his distracting thoughts, emptied his mind, and finished the high hall obeisance perfunctorily.

"Bye husband and wife!"

Holding the safflower, Chuhe and Yumei stared at each other for a moment through the red hijab, feeling strange in their hearts, and finally raised their eyebrows together and bowed to each other.

Their heads touched each other, the woman blushed, and the man smiled. Through the red candlelight, time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

After that, the process is naturally a cliché.

At night, Chuhe was so drunk that he didn't know how he came back. He vaguely remembered that a pair of Wen Yu's hands undressed him, and brought hot water to wipe his body little by little to relieve the smell of alcohol.

Until the sun was three poles, the Chu River woke up leisurely.

Drowsy head, dry mouth, body aches, as if someone had been beaten, these are the sequelae of excessive drinking.

His eyes moved, and his consciousness seemed to be still in the fog, and a light female voice came from the side:
"you're awake."

"Um……"

Chuhe responded subconsciously, and his vision gradually focused.

Yumei leaned sideways and sat beside him quietly. Because the two were too close, Chuhe could smell the faint rose fragrance of Yumei, and even feel the warmth of the other's jade legs through the thin clothes. .

After seeing Chuhe wake up, Yumei thoughtfully handed over a bowl of ginger soup, Chuhe took it slowly, looking into her pair of clear eyes.

"thanks……"

Chuhe was stunned before the words came out.

Yumei, without a veil...

Huh?Why is it a veil, shouldn't it be a red hijab?

Sudden doubts come and go quickly.

Chuhe was sure that he had seen Yumei's face before, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it, and felt that it was the first time he had seen it.

Yumei is beautiful, an indescribable beauty.

Bright eyebrows and bright teeth, closed moon shame flowers...

She felt like a fairy in the sky, her appearance was like a fairy, but this stunning appearance happened to appear on a village girl.

The strong contrast between identity and appearance.

It made Chuhe's mind a little confused...

(End of this chapter)