"It can't be true, right? How could old Pete put a box of real gold here?"
Wang Jin shook his head and secretly said it was a pity.
The madman's left and right fighting slowly stopped.
The thing controlling part of his body seemed not to notice Wang Jin's small movements.
"Now there is only one chance for me to be alone."
Wang Jin frowned. These villagers had been crowding around, and he didn't even have a chance to look at the note, let alone listen to a rag doll talking.
"That's normal. The wedding is the home of the two newlyweds. If not me, who else can I look at? The best man?"
After looking at the madman's broken body, Wang Jin gave up the idea of letting him take his place.
"what should I do?"
Wang Jin frowned, thinking about how to escape.
"You say I have an urgent need to pee?"
This idea was dismissed by Wang Jin as soon as it came up.
Although the paper villagers imitate human beings in every word and action, Wang Jin has not seen that there are huts in these paper houses, so it is probably not good.
"Please ask the groom to see the dowry!"
A loud shout interrupted Wang Jin's train of thought.
The matchmaker and mother-in-law exchanged formulas back and forth for a long time, and then began to call Wang Jin. It seemed that it was the groom's turn to take the stage.
"coming."
Wang Jin smiled and nodded, walking forward with square steps. There was nothing wrong with his expression or movements.
He already has a way to escape. As for how much time he can buy, it depends on now.
Acting in a full set, the more precise Wang Jin's movements are now, the more time he can buy later.
"Please ask the groom to see the dowry!"
The paper figure with a woman's face said loudly, then stepped aside, revealing the scene in the yard.
There was a dark red cardboard box in the yard. Inside the box were things like paper earrings and bracelets, which were probably the bride's dowry.
"The bridegroom's parents are not here. As the emperor, are you satisfied?"
The paper figure with a woman's face looked at the madman with a smile. It took the madman a moment to realize that he was being asked.
"Yu? A name as old as Mu."
Wang Jin noticed the title used by women, which was rarely used after the Qin and Han Dynasties.
"Well, I'm satisfied."
The lunatic knew that Wang Jin was in a hurry to meet Li Hui, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He kept nodding without even looking.
"The groom is satisfied, then our wedding is ready to begin, Mr. Hua! You are in trouble!"
The woman smiled, clapped her hands, and called Mr. Hua's name.
"Here we go."
Mr. Hua walked out swaying on a cane, followed by a white sedan chair.
Wang Jin was already a little numb, and even subconsciously felt that the sedan chair should be white.
The sedan is very exquisite. The curtains covering the sedan are made of white silk. The silk is embroidered with black rich flowers, auspicious patterns such as Danfeng Chaoyang and Hundred Sons. It is also decorated with dark red patterns, which is eye-catching.
Wang Jin looked at the white sedan chair and couldn't help but take a breath.
"On this sedan alone, three or four lives must have been lost."
The black embroidery is made of human hair, and the dark red pattern is made of human blood. I don’t know how many people were killed to make this sedan.
Touching his chin, Wang Jin felt more and more that the place he was in did not look like a haunted house, as if he had entered another world.
Especially the ancient names for this sedan and that woman. How could Old Pete, a foreigner, know so much?
Wang Jin frowned and felt something was wrong.
This strange feeling lingered in his mind, making him feel faintly uneasy.
From the initial scene of the pen fairy, to the subsequent hospital, and now the corpse village, everything is becoming more and more real.
Death dream pollution alone can no longer explain all of this.
"Strange ghost stories can be reached through similar buildings, but how does old Pete know so clearly?"
Wang Jin shook his head. He had too many questions to ask Old Pete.
But those are things for later. If you want to ask questions face to face, you have to survive first.
After sorting out his chaotic thoughts, Wang Jin looked at the sedan that was getting closer and closer.
The sedan moved steadily, and those carrying it were eight sturdy paper figures, all of whom could kill Wang Jin with one punch.
Fortunately, the paper people did not intend to take action against Wang Jin, and the sedan chair was not prepared for Wang Jin.
Amidst the noise of the villagers, the door of the house slowly opened.
"Is Li Hui coming out?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
The wedding part ends here.
Even a fool can tell that there is something wrong with this wedding, and Wang Jin is not stupid enough to go to the last step.
It would be fine if it were a normal wedding, but this wedding was full of weirdness.
Wang Jin, who has a good understanding of folk customs, can roughly determine the true nature of this wedding.
"The companionship of red and white means both tying the knot and being laid to rest."
Just like the name of the village, this is a funeral of bones and corpses.
Building bones and corpses is also called ghost marriage.
Unfortunately, the bride and groom are both living persons and do not meet the requirements of a ghost marriage.
Therefore, sooner or later the villagers will take action to kill the two newcomers.
"Dong dong."
Wang Jin knocked on his face, and the sound that came out seemed not right.
"Sure enough, after putting on the groom's suit, my transformation into a paper man became more intense, and I felt that my body became much lighter."
What's even more fatal is that the original itchy feeling has also disappeared. If Wang Jin hadn't been paying attention, he probably wouldn't have noticed it until he completely turned into a paper man.
"The madman probably stole the hat to help me share the burden."
Looking at the madman, Wang Jin found that the number of paper-like parts on his body seemed to increase again.
"The time has come."
Wang Jin muttered, then winked at the madman.
"Madman, beat me."
Raising his eyebrows, Wang Jin put on a somewhat numb face that looked like he wanted to be beaten.
"Hit farther, hit over there."
While the paper man's attention was focused on the bride who was about to appear, Wang Jin began to operate.
The strength of the madman's paper figure was surprisingly strong, and he could easily knock Wang Jin, who had become much lighter, several meters away with one punch.
The direction of flying out is also important.
You can't fight directly towards Li Hui. The matchmakers and paper bearers are all rushing towards her. Wang Jin should try to stay away from the crowd now.
Everything is ready, all he needs is an excuse for the lunatic to hit him.
"Ah! You, you!"
The madman understood, then clenched his fists and thought for a long time.
He seemed to be thinking of a reason to beat Wang Jin.
"Why are you so handsome? You make me look inconspicuous!"
"Bang!"
The madman punched Wang Jin hard in the stomach, sending him flying high into the air, over the heads of the paper villagers, and landed not far away.
"Hey! Best man, what are you doing!"
The paper-figure villagers were stunned for a moment, and then started talking and pointing at the madman.
"Ahem, everyone! The groom and I are from the same hometown. This is the custom over there."
"Well...the best man beats up the groom, which represents respect and blessing."
The madman shouted loudly, trying to attract the attention of the villagers.