"Change the groom's clothes! Change the groom's clothes!"
Wang Jin did not struggle any more and allowed the paper-figure villagers to carry him to the human-blood groom's clothes, and then started to tear Wang Jin's backpack.
"I'll do it myself! I'll do it myself!"
"Is this okay?"
Wang Jin turned his back to the villagers and used the blind spot to hide the ghost blowing lamp. Then, under the gaze of the villagers, he took off his backpack and put on the dark red paper clothes stained with human blood.
The human blood paper clothing is not as fragile as ordinary paper. Instead, it is very tough and thick. There are even various complex black embroideries on the chest and wrists.
Wang Jin touched the largest piece of embroidery on his chest. The black silk thread was embroidered with a lifelike four-clawed python, but it felt a bit weird to the touch.
Click.
I quietly pressed the switch, and the flame of the ghost blowing lamp licked the embroidery.
The villagers surrounded Wang Jin on three levels and three levels outside. People outside the range of the ghost blowing lamp could not see him, and those within the range were not affected. Wang Jin was not worried about exposing any flaws.
The black silk thread was ignited, and the smell of burnt hair came.
"It's embroidered with hair."
Wang Jin pretended to be arranging his clothes and patted the burning thread, but he felt a little unsure.
Taking a deep breath, the smell of human blood lingered on the tip of his nose, making him feel nauseous.
Clothes stained with blood and clothes soaked in blood are completely different concepts. This thick, sweet feeling made Wang Jin breathless.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have let Li Ming leave. He is the real groom."
After gently stretching his hands and feet, the length of the sleeves and waist of the groom's coat were unexpectedly appropriate, as if they were tailor-made for Wang Jin.
Wang Jin gently picked up the black gauze hat and prepared to put it on his head.
The paper people looked at Wang Jin in silence, with a smile of unknown meaning on their faces.
The white paper lantern emits a gloomy green light, as if some ancient and evil ritual is being performed.
"He is a fake groom! He is not a groom!"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and the solemn atmosphere was broken.
As if some taboo had been triggered, all the paper figures looked at the place where the sound came from.
"Um?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows. Wang Jin had been looking for the madman from the beginning, but he couldn't find him.
But the madman's voice happened to come out twice to attract the attention of the villagers. I don't know what the purpose was.
Wang Jin followed the villagers' gazes and looked over. There was an isolated paper man standing where the sound came from.
The paper man is tall and big, and the white shroud on his body is stained with blood. He can't be seen among the pile of paper men. Only now that he looks at it alone can he find that his facial features look familiar.
madman.
"I am the groom."
The paper man strode up to Wang Jin, then grabbed the black gauze hat and put it on his head, as if he was afraid that Wang Jin would regret it.
"madman?"
Wang Jin frowned. The madman appeared very strangely. He couldn't believe him until he proved that he was a madman.
The madman lifted up the white shroud, and the area where the chest and abdomen should have been has been completely hollowed out, turning it into a paper-man structure.
All the internal organs disappeared, replaced by a gagged rag doll.
That was the chubby one that Wang Jin had handed to him before.
"Boss, take off these clothes quickly."
The eyebrows painted on the paper man's face wrinkled, and then he suddenly tore off a large piece of paper from his left arm.
What surprised Wang Jin was that the bottom of the paper was not hollow, but fresh flesh and blood, and even slightly undulating muscle tissue could be seen.
But now, there are several twisting bamboo sticks inexplicably among the flesh and blood, which looks numb.
The madman stuffed the torn paper into Wang Jin's hand, and then began to help Wang Jin take off his heavy groom's clothes, seemingly in a hurry.
"etc!"
The crowd parted to both sides, and a paper man with a small red flower on his chest stood out and leaned on a cane. He took the lead and pointed at the madman, and then all the paper men stared in Wang Jin's direction.
"You lied! Heaven and earth can tell, he is the groom!"
The paper man shouted in a sharp voice, and the crowd was silent for a moment, and then there was a harsh discussion.
"Master Hua is right, he is obviously the groom!"
"How could the groom sneak into our place? He is not in a hurry to see the bride? I don't think so."
"The third child is right. That boy looks like a living person. How can he be the groom?"
"No matter what happens, I listen to Mr. Hua. What Mr. Hua says cannot be wrong!"
The villagers' conversation reached Wang Jin's ears, and it was obvious that they were not sure about their decision either.
The buzzing chatter became louder and louder, and the villagers looked at Wang Jinhe and the madman more and more strangely, and the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared, as if they were about to surround him in the next second.
Wang Jin could feel the madman's body trembling slightly, as if he was preparing to pull him out.
"Hey! Mr. Hua is right!"
The loud shouts interrupted the paper people's discussion. Wang Jin patted the madman on the shoulder, then stood on the coffin and said loudly to everyone.
"This young man's name is Zheng Ran, he is my good brother."
"Young man, I suddenly remembered the rules of my hometown on this special day, and I couldn't help but feel nostalgic."
"Zheng Ran is the best man I specially found, that is, the best man."
"The best man snatched the wedding dress and hat, and didn't give it back to the groom until the wedding ceremony."
"This is the rule in my hometown. In order to make the best man happy and get married as soon as possible, I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you!"
Wang Jin cupped his hands in front of the paper-figure villagers. He said this long string of words without any hesitation, and it was completely impossible to tell that they were made up.
The madman looked at Wang Jin, who was sweating on his forehead, with a look of helplessness and admiration on his face.
The crowd was silent for a moment, and then the faces of all the paper figures twitched together, revealing strange smiles again.
"good!"
"The groom is interested!"
"This best man is really good, has he asked for a wife? What do you think of Liu Mazi's daughter?"
"Seventh uncle! Didn't Liu Mazi's daughter agree to give it to me?"
The villagers started making noises like living people again, and seemed to completely believe Wang Jin's words.
"It turns out that young people have great ideas."
The paper man named Hua Ye smiled, then cupped his hands in front of Wang Jin, and disappeared into the crowd while leaning on a cane.
"Here comes the tall horse!"
Wang Jin just jumped down from the coffin, and before he could take a breath, he suddenly heard a cry, followed by the laughter of children.
"Hehehe! Haha!"
"Groom! Change into new clothes!"
"After changing into new clothes, go ride a horse!"
"Riding a big horse to deliver the betrothal gift!"
"The bride is all smiles!"
The sound of children's songs rang out, and the weird sounds unique to the paper figures made Wang Jin very uncomfortable.