Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, then hid in the shadow behind the door.
The village shrouded in the light of lanterns is full of people coming and going, but there is something strange everywhere.
The paper people have strange smiles on their faces, each holding a white lantern, and the gloomy green light converges into one, as if leading to the netherworld.
They moved in the same direction with rapid and chaotic steps, as if they were going to a party.
The crowds are beginning to thin out, so now is a good time to sneak in.
"Hiss...it doesn't work, it doesn't work."
After thinking for a moment, Wang Jin decided to wait and see for a while before looking for clues.
There's no harm in being a little tight-lipped.
The paper people moved forward while communicating. After a while, Wang Jin saw the end of the team.
"There are so many people."
With a soft sigh, Wang Jin watched the paper figures walking further and further away, and then he found the door.
Asking Xiao Hei to take off the white lantern at the gate and hand it to him, Wang Jin took a deep breath and walked out of the gate.
Walking quickly on the street, Wang Jin looked at the identical houses on both sides and fell into deep thought.
"The house is the same, and the lanterns are the same, but I don't know if the contents inside will be the same."
He randomly picked a house and kicked in the door. Wang Jin saw clearly the layout of the courtyard by the light of the lantern.
Sure enough, everything was no different from the one just now, as if it was carved out of the same mold.
The white word "hi", the red coffin, and the big red flowers rolled up in red cloth are all the same.
When you walk into the house, even the kitchen knife next to the stove and the scissors hanging on the window sill are the same.
The only difference is that the coffin here is empty.
"That's normal. All the villagers have gone out. Of course there is no one in the coffin."
Wang Jin easily accepted the weird setting of villagers living in coffins. Everything seemed so reasonable in this corpse village where red and white events were mixed.
I kicked down several doors one after another, but still found nothing.
"Hey, when are you going to find out?"
Sighing in disappointment, Wang Jin continued to stroll down the street.
"Um?"
He had just walked two steps when a house that looked different caught his attention.
Unlike other houses that have one red and one white lantern, the two lanterns in this house are both red.
What is written on the red lantern is not the word "happiness", but the word "dian".
"You're the only one doing something special?"
Walking to the house, Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, then withdrew his foot that was about to kick out, and gently opened the door.
This house is obviously different, there are more red silks, and the house itself is larger than the others.
What is even more eye-catching is the white coffin in the middle of the yard with the red word "happy" on it.
Wang Jin held his breath and leaned over cautiously.
Unlike other houses, this coffin has not been opened.
"Is there anyone inside?"
Wang Jin did not open the lid in a hurry, but slowly began to observe.
The white-painted lid was firmly pressed against the coffin, and a dark red gilded wedding invitation was placed on the lid.
Wang Jin stood far away, letting Xiao Hei take the post, and then looked at it carefully.
Although the post was covered with dust, there was no wrinkle at all. The gold powder on it was painted with dragons and phoenixes showing auspiciousness, and then it was sealed with red fire paint. It can be seen that the original owner attached great importance to it.
Putting the post aside, Wang Jin took out a fruit knife and started to be vigilant, and then asked Xiao Hei to forcefully open the coffin lid.
There was no one inside the coffin, instead there was a set of clothes.
Wang Jin had seen this set of clothes in a TV series. It was a bright red fake official uniform worn by the groom when he got married, so he called the groom the official bridegroom.
There is also a black gauze hat placed on top of the fake official uniform, with its wings trembling, making it look antique.
"Isn't this the wrong color?"
Frowning, Wang Jin found that there was something obviously wrong with the color of the clothes in front of him.
Normal silk official uniforms should be bright red, which will reflect golden luster under the setting sun, making people look cheerful.
However, the color of this official uniform is dark red, and it is not shiny. Instead, it has an uneven feeling.
Wang Jin looked down at his sportswear, which was stained with someone's blood.
The blood stain has dried up and is dark red in color. It will crack if you twist it with your fingers.
The dried blood was exactly the same color as the groom's clothes in front of him.
Wang Jin asked Xiao Hei to reach out and touch the groom's coat. After confirming that there was no danger, he put a corner of it under his nose and smelled it.
"Human blood."
Wang Jin has smelled this smell so much that he can distinguish it at once.
Although the blood stains on it have dried, judging from the color and feel, it definitely cannot be ordinary dye.
"And the material is wrong. It should be...paper?"
Wang Jin compared the materials of the groom's clothes and the wedding invitations, and they seemed to be the same thing.
"The groom's clothes are made of paper and dyed with human blood. It's really yours."
There is no doubt that this groom's coat was handmade by the villagers.
Wang Jin weighed it. This paper garment must have absorbed the blood of many people.
The light from the white lantern shines on the groom's clothes, making it look strange and distorted.
Clothes stained red with human blood lay quietly at the bottom of the coffin, as if waiting for someone to put them on.
Wang Jin did not try to destroy the dress, but turned his attention to the wedding invitation in his hand.
"Hiss-"
Gently tearing open the cover, Wang Jing was about to unfold it when a burst of noisy voices suddenly came over.
"The groom's officer! Where is the groom's officer?"
The sound of rapid and chaotic footsteps sounded. Wang Jin quickly got into the shadow behind the door and covered the lantern in his hand with his coat to avoid exposing his presence.
The paper-figure villagers swarmed in. They stared at the opened coffin for a moment, and then began to look around.
"Where is the groom? It's about to start!"
"Are you here to try on clothes?"
"Look for it quickly! Don't miss the time!"
The paper-figure villagers who entered the house ran around, while those who didn't squeeze in were watching quietly outside the door.
When no one noticed him, Wang Jin got out from behind the door, frowned and joined the searching team.
"Where is the groom's official? Where is the groom's official?"
Wang Jin muttered as he walked around the yard, searching harder than anyone else.
Holding a lantern and bending down, and then deliberately imitating the movements of the paper man, Wang Jin blended into the crowd of villagers who were looking for him without any sense of disobedience.
"Let's go look over there!"
A familiar voice sounded, and then the paper people swarmed out of the house.
"Eh? Crazy?"
Wang Jin recognized that the voice just now was that of a madman.
"Why did he get together with the paper man?"
There is strength in numbers, so the most important thing right now is to quickly find companions.
Wang Jin nodded, then put the wedding invitation into his pocket, lowered his head and slowly blended into the group of paper figures.