The night is already deep, and the lights of thousands of houses are gradually turning off.

In Qingyun City, a vast and gorgeous courtyard complex is still brightly lit. In the front courtyard, guests are drinking wine, maids and servants are coming and going, and the drinks and dishes are changing one after another.

A courtyard, a world.

In the northwest corner of this courtyard group is a somewhat dilapidated small courtyard. Two candlelights in the courtyard shine through the window paper.

These are two red candles, one carved with a dragon and one painted with a phoenix. Most of the candles have been burned, and tears from the candles in the tray have filled the pool.

In this quiet night, the flickering candlelight occasionally made a crackling sound, causing the person on the bed to groan dissatisfiedly.

On the wedding bed, under the bright red hijab, the bride is taking a nap against the bed with her head on her hands.

Apparently he has been waiting for a long time and is already tired.

I don’t know which groom’s family is so cruel that he left the beautiful woman here without caring about her.

Although... the bride's physique is a bit stout.

If you listen carefully, there seems to be some snoring.

Finally, the bride couldn't bear it anymore and fell down on the dragon and phoenix bed and fell asleep.

The red hijab fell off, revealing the face of a fairly handsome man.

......

Not far from the small courtyard, there is an exquisite embroidery building.

The owner of Xiulou has just returned. She is a little tired after dealing with guests, relatives and friends in the front yard all night.

"Miss, the water is ready." came the maid's crisp voice.

The woman rubbed her eyebrows and walked into the bathroom: "Xiao Cui, let's change."

After hearing the order, the maid in green who was standing by the side dared to step forward and skillfully helped the woman take off her red wedding robe.

After the robe fell, the woman tested the water temperature with her hands, lifted her lotus feet lightly, and fell into the tub.

Xiaocui hung up her wedding robe and helped her young lady wash her long hair, feeling hesitant to speak.

"Say." This maid has served her for many years, and every move she makes cannot be hidden from her eyes.

"Miss, my uncle is still waiting, Madam's place..."

The woman looked as if she was like this and waved her hand casually: "Don't pay attention to my mother. You can tell that person later and let him rest early."

"Wait, forget it, there's no need to go, I'm going to take over the Yuezong tomorrow, you come with me this time."

Before Xiaocui could react, the woman thought for a moment and stopped her again, as if she didn't want to have too much involvement with that person.

......

Shen Bi had a dream.

In the dream, he saw "himself" wearing a wedding robe and lying on the ground.

The strange thing is that his body and wedding robe, starting from his feet, turned into a pool of pus. The pus exuded an unpleasant smell and made him want to vomit.

"Master, have you finished changing your wedding robe? Do you want a servant to come in and serve you?"

Someone seems to be calling him outside the door?

Shen Bi looked down at the wedding robe that was wrinkled because he had taken a nap, and then at "himself" on the ground who was about to turn into pus. Shen Bi was a little confused.

Hasn’t he already paid homage?

Shouldn't he be "sitting" on the edge of the bed at this time, waiting for the bride to take off her hijab?

That's right, it's the bride who comes to take off the hijab, because he is the bride-in-law.

But what is the situation now?

While thinking wildly, the "self" who looked exactly like him on the ground was finally swallowed up by the pus. The pool of pus seemed to have lost its target, and it dried up in a few breaths, leaving no trace at all.

"This dream is a bit weird!" Shen Bi touched his chin and murmured.

The person outside the door did not hear a response for a long time, and seemed a little anxious: "Master, please forgive me for offending you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a little maid with a bun in her head opened the door and rushed in.

Phew, what does this smell like! Just as the little maid was about to open her mouth, she was choked by a stench and almost lost her breath.

When she saw her young master, her attention was immediately diverted.

"Master, why is your wedding robe so wrinkled?"

"Today is your big day, and you have to pick up your bride later, so how can you go out to meet people?" The little maid was really anxious, running around in circles in the room.

"Although there is only one young master left in the Shen family, we cannot lose face and let others laugh at the Shen family for their lack of rules."

As he said that, he stepped up and reached out to untie the button on Shen Bi's neck.

"I can only take it off first and find a way to press it with something heavy."

Shen Bi watched the little maid chattering and working at the same time, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Putting aside how absurd this dream is, the matters concerning the master's family shouldn't be something that a little maid should worry about.

He grabbed the little maid's wrist and said calmly: "Stop being busy, that's it."

The little maid seemed to be stunned by this sneak attack. When she saw her wrist being held by the young master, her face turned red.

"Master, I...servant, I can't do it today...Today is the day when the mistress comes in..." The little maid suddenly became hesitant and even forgot about the wedding robe.

Even though he was in a dream, Shen Bi did not continue to embarrass a maid.

He released his palms and looked down at his red wedding robe. Are you going to worship again?

It’s refreshing to worship twice a day.

The auspicious time has arrived!

Standing on a horse, Shen Bi walked at the front of the wedding procession wearing a wrinkled red wedding robe. A big red flower on his chest helped him cover up many wrinkles.

The little maid followed behind her with her head lowered, as if she was a little embarrassed to see people. She was not a maid qualified to come forward for such a wedding, but there was no one in the Shen family.

Behind them is a ten-person wedding team hired with money, and they are having fun playing and beating each other.

Just as the team was halfway through, they saw a group of people rushing towards them in front of them, causing a lot of noise among the people around them.

The leader was wearing a Confucian scholar's scarf and holding a jade fracture fan in his hand. He looked quite handsome. Perhaps because he was rushing in a hurry, he was slightly out of breath. He was staring at Shen Bi with an unbelievable look on his face. .

A short old man beside him also looked like he had seen a ghost, and murmured: "It's impossible, I did it myself..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was glared at by the leading Confucian scholar and choked back his words.

Shen Bi reined in his horse and silently watched the old man and the young man opposite him exchanging glances, wondering in his heart.

What does this expression of seeing a dead person mean? He blocked the road and didn’t say a word. The person who was trying to rob someone still knew how to shout, “I drove this mountain.”

At this time, many people on the street gathered around.

"It turns out to be the Zhao family. I heard that the eldest son of the Zhao family, Zhao Ze, has always been interested in Miss Huang's family."

"What's the use of being intentional? I've been married to Shen's daughter since I was a child. It's a pity that Shen's family is now..."

"Hush! Be careful! Is it something you and I can talk about the Shen family?"

……

Although Shen Bi is only at the third level of Qi Refining, he is still a monk. His spiritual consciousness is so sharp that the whispers around him cannot be hidden from his ears.

So that's it. Shen Bi changed his mind and everything was connected.

The "himself" he had seen turned into pus in Shen's house before was probably the victim of the short old man in front of him, and the reason was that the handsome scholar in front of him fell in love with "his" fiancée, Miss Huang.

Are dreams so rich in details, and do they require some reasoning skills? Do all dreams have to be so convoluted?

Neither party spoke first, and the scene was awkward for a while.

The evil slave leader behind the Confucian scholar was more sensible. He imitated the official tone and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Why are you making noise in the market?"

Shen Bi almost laughed out of anger. Have you never seen a wedding receptionist?

The Confucian scholar seemed to feel a little embarrassed, so he turned around and glared at the servant again.

"I said this Mr. Zhao... Mr. Zhao, right? Who gave you the courage to block my way to someone Shen?"

Haha, in my dream, Shen Bi, could I still let you bully me?

As if he didn't expect Shen Bi to say that, not only Zhao Ze was stunned, but the people around him were also silent.

The Shen family is about to be wiped out, so why are they so cruel?

Zhao Ze frowned at first, and then winked at the short old man. Shen Bi was suddenly so tough. He was a little worried about whether the other party had some trump cards that he didn't know about, and wanted the short old man to try it out.

The short old man had messed up everything he had done before. Now that he had the opportunity to make amends, he didn't dare to hesitate. He tapped his toes and the figure swayed in front of Shen Bi.

I saw his left foot sweeping towards Shen Bi's face with a fierce force. This move seemed fierce, but in fact it still had three points of force left. If the opponent couldn't block it, the remaining force would be superimposed instantly. If the opponent was If you block, then this move will become a feint. The old man’s iron palm hidden on the side of his leg is the real weapon.

The old man has been walking around the world for decades, and he has tricked many martial arts masters with this move. No one who has seen this move can survive! He used it in front of everyone, and it was enough to give Shen Bi face.

No matter how well he calculated, he never expected that he was facing an immortal cultivator at this time.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Shen Bi just flicked his fingers, and a light blue spiritual power shot out from his fingertips. With a bang, the old man shot back like a cannonball!

Suddenly, there was another bang, and the old man suddenly exploded, and all kinds of things splashed all over Zhao Ze.

Zhao Ze froze on the spot as if he was stupid. Behind him, a group of evil slaves abandoned their master and turned around to run away. The people who were watching knelt on the ground and shouted gods.

Regardless of whether Zhao Ze is stupid, crazy, or just pretending, Shen Bi has not stopped. Since he dares to flirt with "his" bride, he must pay the price!

What's more, this was still in his dream. He saw his fingers flicking, bang! bang! bang! The front looked like firecrackers, ringing in a string.

Shen Bi looked at everything in front of him calmly. This could be regarded as congratulating himself on getting married.

Ignoring the frightened little maid and the wedding team behind him, he grabbed the horse's belly and took the lead.

The Huang Mansion seemed to have heard the news in advance. Before Shen Bi could enter the house, he had already sent his young lady to the door. People knelt on the ground on both sides of the door. The people who had previously planned to make things difficult for Shen Bi were shaken into chaff.

Shen Bi smacked his lips while riding on the horse, feeling a little bored.

What followed was even more boring. He experienced the quietest wedding banquet in history. From the county magistrate to the county captain, from the village chief to the in-laws, no one dared to speak, and no one even dared to touch the dishes. He was disappointed. He waved his hands to wave away everyone, and then began to consider himself.

The wine here is quite good. Although it is a mortal thing, it tastes mellow and sweet. As I sip the wine in my mouth, I think about getting married, thinking about getting married, thinking about the world in the past, and thinking about all the things that happened today. Bi Yi drank too much before he could stop himself.

Staggering back to the new house, Shen Bi picked up the wedding scale and took off the hijab. Looking at the bride with picturesque features and snow-white skin in front of him, Shen Bi burped and sighed secretly. Sure enough, everything in his dream was there!

Since it was a dream, he was not polite and didn't care about the bride's state at this time. Amidst the other's exclamations, Shen Bi, who was full of alcohol, picked her up by the waist.

......

Shaoshi.

Shen Bi fell into a deep sleep, with pieces of information flashing through his mind from time to time.

......

The night is getting deeper, and the lights of thousands of houses have been turned off.

Two weak candlelights shine through the window paper, and then a graceful figure is printed on the window paper.

A ray of silver light pierced directly into Shen Bi's eyebrows. Huang Yun burst into tears. She held the scissors firmly with both hands and murmured: "Zhao Lang, I have avenged you!"

At the last moment of his life, Shen Bi finally saw the message in his mind. At this time, the message had turned blood red.
Chapter completed!