"Is that the bride?" Looking at the woman in the elaborate wedding dress at the door, Shen Muyu glanced at the passenger seat next to him.
"It seems like there's not enough space?" The woman's wedding dress looked exquisite and grand, but the outer robe alone dragged on the ground for two or three meters. According to the rules, she would definitely have to get out of the car frequently, so sitting in the passenger seat was a bit cramped.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Muyu put his bed into his space and placed a chair with a backrest in the spot. Although it looked a bit simple, it was enough to sit on.
As the car stopped, Shen Muyu opened the door and got out, clutching a white candle tightly in her hand.
The candles were leftovers from the previous world. I don't know if they'll work in this world, but they're still a comfort.
The woman in the wedding dress was like a puppet, her hands clasped together in front of her chest, motionless. Just looking at her made Shen Muyu's arms ache.
"Are you the bride? I'm here to see her off." Although the question may seem a bit silly, who says that having all the necessary information guarantees the right choice? Some things still need to be clarified, otherwise, it's easy to invite a god into the car but difficult to send him off.
The woman didn't reply, but simply nodded her head and stretched out a hand, as if waiting for Shen Muyu to take her hand.
To accommodate the woman, Shen Muyu switched the candle to his other hand and slowly reached out, not to grasp it, but to extend his arm below.
The woman naturally joined in; anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were a concubine and eunuch from an ancient imperial palace.
Shen Muyu also felt that the posture was a bit wrong, but he couldn't care less about that now, because the woman had already walked towards the car.
Shen Muyu immediately followed closely, but his gaze remained fixed on the woman beside him.
Because the woman's face was covered by a red veil, her appearance was unknown. However, the hand resting on Shen Muyu's arm was extremely beautiful, with slender, jade-like fingers that were slightly curved and nails that were a pale pink, making her look like jade.
Most importantly, the hand was warm. Shen Muyu was only wearing a thin coat, and the warmth went straight to her skin.
The woman gave the impression of being a living person.
When he reached the car, the woman stopped moving again. Shen Muyu looked at the car, which had a slightly high chassis, and seemed to understand something.
She quickly made an extremely low wooden stool, just like the ancient horse stool, and placed it under the carriage.
With a slight exertion of her jade-like hand on Shen Muyu's arm, the woman used the leverage to take small steps into the car.
"He's a meticulous person," Shen Muyu thought to herself as she packed up the stools.
The woman sat down on the wooden chair with a backrest quite naturally. Seeing this, Shen Muyu got into the car as well. By this time, she had already turned the passenger seat around. Since she didn't need to drive now, she might as well keep an eye on the woman from here.
The situation is still unclear. If the woman turns out to be fragile and easily defeated, it would be good for Shen Muyu to stay here and intervene in time to prevent the mission from failing.
However, Shen Muyu was a little confused about this task. Since it was a wedding procession, why was there a rule that if the bride was no longer the bride, she had to be escorted off the car?
Under what circumstances is the bride no longer the bride? If the bride has already gotten off the bus, can the mission still be called "escorting the bride"?
Forget it, we don't know anything about the situation right now, and we're unlikely to guess correctly anyway. Let's just pay more attention to our surroundings.
At this point, Xiao A had already started the car. The place where they had just picked up the bride should have been in the center of the village. It took a long time before they drove out of the village from another direction.
After the car left the village, people started opening their doors one after another. They looked in the direction the car had gone with guilty eyes, as if they wanted to see the woman off on her final journey.
However, perhaps sensing the crowd's intentions, the red lanterns in front of their doors suddenly lit up, and the people immediately shrank back into their rooms in fear, without even having time to close the doors.
Shen Muyu, who was far away, naturally had no idea what was happening in the village. At this moment, she was frowning and looking around, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead.
Since leaving the village, she felt a vague pressure on her, making her feel not only physically uncomfortable but also increasingly irritable.
She drank several sips of purified water but it didn't seem to help; her slightly calmed emotions were quickly thrown into disarray again.
Left with no other choice, Shen Muyu took out the pair of dragon and phoenix red candles he had obtained earlier. After lighting them, a refreshing coolness wafted over, and Shen Muyu truly felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his heart.
"I never imagined that the reward was meant to be a punishment." Shen Muyu inserted the candle in her hand into the wooden box she had made on the spot. To make it more stable, she also put some black soil inside. After tamping the soil down, Shen Muyu placed the box on the control panel.
This candle is tall and sturdy; it should burn for more than ten hours without any problem.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Shen Muyu carefully observed the scene outside the car. It seemed to be a villager's field, with some plants that Shen Muyu didn't recognize. They looked like grass, but they grew very tall and dense.
Every now and then, there would be a human-shaped object standing in the middle of the field. At first, Shen Muyu thought they were villagers, but when he took out his night vision goggles, he realized they were just scarecrows.
However, what Shen Muyu didn't know was that every time her car passed by, the originally motionless scarecrow would wave its straw arms, as if seeing her off.
Shen Muyu didn't know, but the bride clearly felt it. Her eyes were filled with tears under her veil, but for some reason, she didn't dare let the tears flow. She just slowly turned her eyeballs and then closed her eyes.
Aside from the initial discomfort, the rest of the road was relatively quiet and flat. In less than half an hour, they arrived at the next location marked on the route, which was also a village.
However, this village looked more dilapidated, and strangely, every household had red lanterns hanging at the entrance of their courtyard.
Shen Muyu had previously thought that the village was closed because of a wedding, but now it seems that's not entirely true.
The place where the car stopped was exactly the same as the one in the previous village. The building that looked like an ancestral hall was exactly the same in both form and size.
"What exactly is in here?" Shen Muyu had specifically looked inside when he went to pick up the bride, but a large screen wall blocked his view, so he couldn't see anything.
The only difference now is that the square in front of the ancestral hall is full of people.
Almost everyone, young and old, could be seen, all dressed in coarse linen clothing, suggesting they were people from ancient times.
They stood very properly, even the children who were about five or six years old, with their heads down and hands clasped together, not moving at all, looking lifeless.
However, all of this changed when the bride took Shen Muyu's hand and walked in front of them.