The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 2
A row of domineering convoys, a simple green brick house, this scene looks out of place, but unexpectedly harmonious.

But the villagers were not in harmony, they were all jumping in anger, if they were not afraid of this scene, they might have just driven them away.

I, who had never been through such a battle before, felt my heart pounding at this moment, so I had to squat on the ground and pretend to be stupid, but my grandfather was very calm, and continued to dry the herbs picked from the mountains like a normal person.

At this moment, the car door opened, and several bodyguards dressed in black came down first, and then two men ran up and down from the tiger head in the middle, one of them was a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance, he should be the owner, and with him was a An old man with a goatee and a coat in Tsing Yi.

The middle-aged man glanced at me first, and then turned his gaze to the old man with the goatee beside him, who quickly came to my side with both feet.

Without giving me time to react, the old man with the goatee grabbed my wrist. He is obviously a member of the Taoist sect, and he is taking care of my lifeline.

After finishing, he let go of me, and smiled at the middle-aged man: "No problem, it's him, Miss Ya'er's man of destiny, the son-in-law of the Song family."

With the words of the old man, the hope of the villagers was extinguished, and each of them began to whisper. They said I was a fool, but they dared not speak out.

And I was completely stunned, could it be that a bubble of shit really hit Zhao Gousheng on the head?

At this moment, another young girl stepped down from the convoy. She was estimated to be about the same age as me. At first glance, she was Miss Qianjin. She was very beautiful, but her face was pale and her complexion was not good.

She is the Miss Song Jia Ya'er that the old man said, she frowned slightly, glanced at me coldly, and murmured: "Why are you a fool?"

Song Yaer's words rekindled the hope of the villagers on the side. They started throwing shit when they smelled shit, shouted that I was a fool, and even recommended their crooked melons and split dates shamelessly, hoping to get married No matter how rich you are, you can be a servant.

However, the middle-aged man just winked at the bodyguards, and the group rushed towards the surrounding villagers. They exploded in momentum, and quickly cleared the scene, sending people away.

Only the Song family and our grandfather and grandson were left here, and the middle-aged man said to my grandfather: "Song Youwei, the head of the Song family in Luoyang, is here today to hire Song Ya'er."

After all, Song Youwei waved his hand, and the bodyguards moved the dowry gifts to my house one after another.

I have never been hired, but looking at the things they brought down, I always feel a little strange. The dowry is not three golds, tobacco, wine, wedding candy, but bottles and cans wrapped in red and green cloth, and some dead wood branches .

Moreover, these bodyguards seem to have rehearsed the location of the dowry in advance, and they are particularly careful not to make any deviations.

Looking at the location of these betrothal gifts, I vaguely feel like a certain formation that I have read in a book, but because of my forgetfulness, I can't remember it.

After the betrothal gifts were arranged, the old man with the goatee lit four sticks of incense, three long and one short, and stuck them on the ground in front of my house.

Strange to say, as the saying goes, there are three sticks of incense for gods and four sticks of ghosts, three sticks of incense for worshiping gods, and four sticks of sticks for offering sacrifices to ghosts.

After burning the incense, Song Youwei asked someone to take me into the car, and at the same time threw a leather suitcase to my grandfather, saying, "Mr. Our Song family is also his luck."

That's the reason, but when they were about to push me into the car, Grandpa, who had been silent all the time, suddenly stood up.

"Have I agreed?" Grandpa said neither humble nor overbearing.

Song Youwei was taken aback for a moment, then quickly smiled and said to his grandfather, "Why, Mr. Zhao is not satisfied with our Song family in Luoyang? You don't want your grandson to enjoy the glory and wealth?"

Grandpa still said flatly: "Young people will have their own life. It has nothing to do with rich or poor, but if you want my grandson to marry a dying person, that's impossible!"

After hearing what grandpa said, the faces of Song Youwei and the goatee old man suddenly changed. They obviously didn't expect my grandpa to have real skills.

Without giving Song Youwei a chance to speak, the old man with the goatee said to his grandfather first: "It turns out that Mr. Zhao is a fellow, so I won't hide it from you. Miss Ya'er is indeed suffering from an evil disease, but her life is not in danger. Come on." Finding your grandson to marry is indeed a match for his fate, and it is a good thing for both parties."

But Grandpa immediately rebuffed and said: "Is there no danger of life? She should have been a dead person three days ago, I don't care what method you used to save her life. Now you are pretending to be happy, and put this worldly relationship together If you want to borrow my grandson's life, don't even think about it!"

After hearing what Grandpa said, I broke out in a cold sweat. The feeling was not for joy, but for my life!
And as grandpa revealed their real purpose, murderous intent clearly appeared on the faces of Song Youwei and the old man with the goatee.

I secretly thought it was bad, grandpa was still impulsive, he had the ability to point it out, but he couldn't end it.

Sure enough, those bodyguards soon surrounded me, and I have no doubt that they would kill grandpa and take me away.

But I don't know when, Grandpa has already entered the inner room and moved out the stone bench that delivered me.

After patting the stone bench, Grandpa waved his hand at me kindly and said, "Come on, Gou Sheng, get on the horse."

(End of this chapter)