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Chapter 1988: Murder and Autopsy

The bearers on the official road and the band team also looked at Chen Hao, with a look of novelty on their faces.

The novelty was not that Chen Hao was different from them, but that he saw the groom's expression.

"Uncle, I thought you didn't plan to come out?"

The old paper man in the middle chuckled and stroked the non-existent beard drawn under his chin.

"Who the hell is an uncle? Your whole family is an uncle..." Chen Hao cursed in his heart and said with cupped hands: "Old man, you must have recognized the wrong person. You and I have never met each other, and we are not of the same race. How could we be some uncle?"

?”

The three old paper figures laughed when they heard this.

"Uncle, we did not admit the wrong person. Although we have never seen you before, the lady specifically told us to pay attention to both sides of the road on the way to welcome the bride. As long as we see a person with a shadow behind a grass, that is my uncle.

We must bring him back."

The old man in the middle said.

What?

Chen Hao showed a look of disbelief: "Did your lady really say that?"

"certainly."

Chen Haodao: "But how did you see me attached to the shadow of the grass?"

The three old paper figures were stunned.

"Uncle, you are joking. You are so obvious in the shadow of the grass, just like a big stone is covered by a small leaf. Although our eyes are dim, how can we not see it?"

The old man in the middle smiled and looked at Chen Hao as if he were an idiot.

Chen Hao's mouth twitched and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Is his ability to possess shadows very obvious in the eyes of these weird paper figures?

For a time, the excitement and satisfaction that came from gaining the ability to attach shadows faded a lot.

"Uncle, please don't waste any time. Get in the sedan chair quickly and go back to marry the young lady."

The old man in the middle said.

Chen Hao composed himself: "Uncle, wait a minute. Although you saw me...although this matter is very strange, getting married...that is what your young lady decided. I have no intention of getting married to anyone."

Moreover, I am already married and have nine wives, and I have no intention of marrying again. You can find someone else."

Although the paper man is suspected of having the ability to predict the future and has seen through Chen Hao's shadow, its origin is unknown and extremely strange. How dare Chen Hao go back and marry the "young lady" he has never met?

You know, this is a high mountain where demons and monsters in the Mahayana period cannot come up. No matter how careful you are about things you cannot see through, you can never be too careful.

When the three old paper men heard this, they immediately frowned.

The old paper man in the middle said displeasedly: "What did my uncle say?

Is marriage something you can’t get married if you don’t want to?

What's more, you are just an ordinary person, and my lady is a noble person.

It is your blessing that a noble man likes you, how can you refuse?

We are here to welcome you, and we must take you back. There is no room for error. Please don’t say anything and get on the sedan immediately!"

The last sentence already carries a bit of a stern tone.

"Please ask me to get on the sedan!"

The old man on the left and the old man on the right both stretched out their hands made of paper and guided them towards the paper sedan.

"Is this forced?"

Chen Hao chuckled and popped his fingers.

Whoa! A sharp sword energy shot out, instantly piercing the body of the old man in the middle.

The old paper figure in the middle suddenly let out a scream, and blood spurted out from the wound. Without saying a word, he fell to the ground and died.

The other paper figures and Chen Hao were shocked when they saw this.

The other paper figures were surprised, naturally because Chen Hao suddenly committed the murder.

Chen Hao was surprised because the old paper man was actually vulnerable.

This is strange.

A paper man with the ability to see through shadows is an extremely weird thing no matter how you look at it. Why is he killed so easily like a mortal?

Chen Hao stepped forward to check, his eyes narrowed slightly.

I saw that although the old paper man was dead, his blood was still spurting out. Surprisingly, the blood it spurted was also made of paper, but it was bright red.

"Killing, killing!"

The frightened voices of other paper figures rang out, the bearers dropped the sedan, and the band dropped their instruments and ran around desperately.

Although the remaining two old men were quite old, their speed was not slow and they disappeared within a moment.

Chen Hao ignored them, and a cold light flashed in his hand, revealing the light of a sword.

Then, he held the sword light and gently cut open the chest and abdominal skin of the dead old paper man, which was a piece of paper skin.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... The internal organs of the old paper man were immediately revealed and flowed out of the body together.

These internal organs are also made of paper. They look like piles of miscellaneous paper. Although they are not as disgusting as real internal organs, flesh and blood, they still give off a fishy smell that is as solid as real organs.

Chen Hao didn't care about these unpleasant smells. He had killed many people, and there were many more disgusting things than this.

But what he didn't expect was that the old paper man actually had blood and internal organs.

The paper figures used in ordinary secular or cultivation methods are not so complicated. They just have an appearance and are an empty shell.

No one would do something as boring and meaningless as adding viscera and blood to a paper man.

And the blood and internal organs of this old paper man are not decorations. Apart from the fact that they are all made of paper, they are no different from real people.

"Are you a paper man or something else?"

Chen Hao aroused strong curiosity, waved his sword and dissected the whole body of the old paper man.

It turns out that the old paper man not only has blood and internal organs, but also muscles, bones, bone marrow, brain, rubber bands... In a word, the old paper man has everything that humans have.

It's just that these are all made of paper and look very rough and crude.

This couldn't help but give Chen Hao a strange feeling.

Because the human body is a complex and sophisticated system, from flesh and blood to cells, from blood vessels to nerves, no matter how big or small, every part is indispensable.

There are no shortage of paper figures, but every part is very crude. It feels like an advanced computer made of a bunch of scrap metal.

"Isn't it a paper man in the ordinary sense, but a race made of paper?"

Chen Hao thought.

This is not impossible.

In the world of cultivation, there are thousands of races, and there are no races.

It’s not unusual to have a paper-human race.

Maybe they are not necessarily paper figures, but their structure is very similar to white paper, but they are actually made of another kind of material.

But even if it is an alternative "paper human race", why is it that apart from the materials, its body structure is exactly the same as that of the human race?

Could it be that just like the Yutong clan, the Paperman clan also has a close relationship with humans?

Moreover, when these paper figures saw themselves with flesh and blood, they were not as surprised as when they saw the paper figures. They seemed to think that they were the same as them. Why?

These questions arose one after another in Chen Hao's mind.

But there are no answers.


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