This actor is full of tricks.

The gods want to resurrect Wu Xiumei, but Wu Hai, Wu Xiumei's younger brother, joins the Inspection Department. Could this guy really be an undercover agent sent by the gods?
"That kid's parents are dead, his sister is also dead, and he is the only one left at home. What do you think of this kid?" Dazhu asked cautiously, as if he was afraid that his voice was too loud and would be heard by Wu Hai.

"A star of misfortune?" Lin Jue thought of a word.

However, this word is not quite accurate, but this is probably what Dazhu wants to express.

"That's right!" Dazhu clapped his hands suddenly, then shrank his neck nervously: "If that kid hadn't left the village earlier, he might be the village guard now."

"Oh." Lin Jue let out a long "oh" and changed the subject: "Brother, how did you go about getting the exorcism done at the witch doctor?"

"How dare you say that? You've been talking about that name all the time. Why would I spend tens of thousands?" Dazhu said with displeasure. He pulled out a talisman from his inner pocket and said, "A fortune teller made a talisman for me. Please don't mention that name for the next few days."

As soon as the talisman was taken out, black energy billowed out. Lin Jue took a look and said softly, "Brother, if you believe me, just throw this thing away."

These words made Dazhu's pupils shrink, and he showed a somewhat forced smile: "What are you talking about, kid? Can the gods harm us?"

Lin Jue saw a hint of suspicion in the other person's expression, not directed at him, but at the god.

Since this pillar saved the sixteenth bride, it means that his faith in God is no longer so strong and a crack has appeared. However, this crack is not enough to shake the foundation. After all, he has believed in God for many years.

If you want to break this belief, you have to expose the true face of God and tear apart all the conspiracies and tricks.

The venue for today's wedding is a large open space in the village. Just like the large buffets in the countryside in the past, the open space is already filled with tables.

An aisle was left in the middle of the table, with a red carpet laid out. A platform was set up along the red carpet. The platform was red in color, but the "囍" characters pasted on it were white, and there were dozens of them.

The red curtain looked like a flowing pool of blood, and the happy couplets looked like pale ghost faces emerging from the pool of blood, looking eerie no matter how you looked at it.

Moreover, there was still an altar inside the platform. In front of the altar, there was a strong incense burning, black smoke filled the air, and white candles were burning with green and white flames. They did not look like candles that living people would use, but more like ghost lights coming out of a graveyard.

Rather than a grand wedding, it was more like a funeral stained with blood.

[Plot 4: The village's customs are terrifying. A wedding held in the middle of the night, with eerie flames and white "囍" characters, seems like something from hell...]

Dazhu, who was standing nearby, was called away by an acquaintance. Lin Jue carried the bag in front of him and looked around. Half of the tables were already full.

He opened the zipper a little and whispered to the woman in the bag, "Was your wedding on such a large scale?
"The scene is similar, but not on such a large scale." The female ghost seemed a little absent-minded. She was probably looking for her own children among the people who came now.

This is the last bride, so it’s normal to have a larger scale.

Lin Jue's eyes kept scanning the surroundings, observing everyone attentively. At this moment, his backpack shook, and the female ghost's voice rang out: "I saw it, my child..."

"On your left."

Her voice trembled with nervousness, but more of anticipation. All the mirrors in the village were covered with white cloth. She had been trapped in the mirror for a long time. If it weren't for Lin Jue, she didn't know how many more years she would be trapped there.

And she hasn't seen her child for a long, long time.

Lin Jue looked in the direction the female ghost said. At the second table to his left, a family had already sat down.

It was a family of four, an elderly couple in their seventies and a man. In the man's arms was a little girl about one and a half years old. The girl was holding half a snow cake in her little hand, and her mouth was full of crumbs.

The man occasionally tickled the little girl with his fingers, and from time to time one could hear the child's happy laughter. It was a very warm family of four, and it was obvious that the man loved his child very much.

"Want to go over and take a look?" Lin Jue patted his backpack.

The female ghost was silent for a long time, and finally said softly: "Forget it, I am already satisfied to see my child living such a good life."

"Although I was forced to marry her father and there is no love between us, I can see that her father and her grandparents love her very much..."

Before the female ghost finished her words, Lin Jue had already walked over. He sat down next to the man in a very familiar manner, made a face at the little girl and teased the child.

The man cautiously took the child aside and looked at Lin Jue warily: "Who are you?"

"I'm from outside the village. My name is Zhao Huayu, and I'm a backpacker. I love children the most. Your girl is so cute, I couldn't help but want to tease her." Lin Jue took out a large White Rabbit from his bag and put it in front of the man: "Little girl, can you eat this now?"

The man stared at the big white rabbit. The little girl in his arms stretched out her hands to grab the candy. The man sighed and took the candy: "Thank you."

He held the candy in his palm without tearing it open. It was obvious that he was very cautious and did not dare to give the child food from a stranger.

From this detail, we can see that this man really cares about his children.

Lin Jue chatted with the man in a casual manner, and at the same time took out the raincoat and put it on the table.

The little girl fiddled with her raincoat curiously and blinked her eyes. It is said that children's eyes can see ghosts, and this child seemed to have seen something.

It was quiet inside the raincoat. The old man and the female ghost held their breath, fearing that they would scare the child.

"Zhao Huayu! Why are you sitting here?"

At this moment, a loud shout rang out from behind Lin Jue, and then Dazhu came over with a serious face: "You outsiders don't have a place here. There are important people coming today. If you sit in the wrong place, you will be punished."

As he spoke, he pointed to a table at the outermost corner: "That's where your seat is."

Lin Jue looked up and saw that there were already several people sitting at the table while he was entertaining the child.

The kind driver, and three men and two women.

"Okay, sit over there right away." Lin Jue stood up and reached out to touch the little girl's head. The man cautiously carried the child to the side.

Lin Jue didn't care and laughed: "The child is very cute."

"Thank you." A suppressed voice of the female ghost came from the backpack.

"It's just a convenient thing." Lin Jue shook his head, his eyes slightly gloomy.

That god was killing people under the guise of bestowing blessings, and his so-called punishment was nothing more than using innocent lives to achieve his goal.

It won't be long before the so-called God is the one who receives punishment.

(End of this chapter)