Chapter 188

This time, what I heard was crying, a woman's crying.

Then all sounds disappeared.

Jiang Yuan pulled up Song Pang and said, "Hide behind the big tree over there."

Fatty Song also quickly followed,

There happen to be some big trees here, covered with vegetation, so the shelter is quite good.

After the two squatted down,

Looking back, they both had scalp numbness and their hearts were beating fast.

I saw that a thin layer of mist had arisen from the original place. It was clearly flat not far away, but now there was a wooden bridge on the side.

Under the wooden bridge, mist ripples.

Under the crooked neck tree, there are many more tables, all red square tables.

Four long benches.

The sound of gongs and drums became more lively and noisy.

There is only sound here, but no one!

The scene was quite horrific.

Fatty Song couldn't help but change his expression, holding his nose and holding his breath, not daring to make a single sound.

Jiang Yuan looked solemn, searching the scene with his eyes.

However, no trace of anything strange was seen on either the red table or the wooden bridge.

He was thinking, why?

Send off a wedding...

"Is it because the time hasn't come yet?"

"Ahem."

An old cough sounded from behind the two of them,

Fatty Song was so frightened that when he turned around, he jumped up.

In this life, I never realized that my reaction speed and jumping ability were so strong!

"Who are you?"

Chapter 143 No money for the meal, only companionship

The old man was wearing very strange clothes. The fabric looked like Mauni and the workmanship was exquisite.

The upper body has several layers. The outermost layer is a buttoned maroon double-breasted top with a flower pattern in the center and the yellow word "福" on both sides of the dress.

The lower body is trousers with lines and complicated patterns. They are all very auspicious patterns that the elderly will like.

He also wears a round melon skin hat on his head, and the shoes on his feet are also specially matched.

Although the clothes are cheerful, they reveal an unconventional weirdness.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but think of what he had seen in the countryside when he was a child.

A shroud for the dead.

Almost exactly the same.

The old man's face was also extremely pale, with a red spot on his cheeks.

Just like the paper man he had stabbed.

And it is so weak that it can be blown away by a gust of wind. Where is the physique of a living person?

Jiang Yuan winked at Song Pang, "Don't make a fuss, it will be bad if you scare the old man."

Fatty Song felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

[This is the shroud, brother, old man? 】

[Fuck, it scared me to tears. Someone like this suddenly appeared. Who can stand this? 】

[Brother Jiang’s live broadcast has always had a tendency to care whether the audience lives or lives]

[I look much uglier than Song Pang at this moment]

【shroud! ! ! 】

【Help, I'm so scared】

The sound of music is closer,

It seems that it will appear in the field of vision soon.

"Let's go." The old man spoke to Jiang Yuan, opening his mouth, which was full of black holes without any teeth.

It looks weird.

"Why are you squatting here? Hurry up and take your seats with me. The wedding is about to start."

"When the auspicious time comes, the bride will be here soon."

"It is said that it is the most beautiful one in the ten miles and eight towns."

The old man had a strange smile on his face and his mouth was stiff, "Our bride."

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Old man, does your son have a wife?"

"No, it's me."

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, thinking, old man, how old are you? Do you still have a wife? Love at dusk?

"How old is your wife?"

"At eighteen years old, she is just like a flower."

Jiang Yuan really couldn't stand it anymore.

However, the old man had already moved forward, and as he walked, he disappeared into the mist.

"Brother Jiang, shall we go there?"

"Go, why don't you go? Since the groom has invited us, we are worthy of attending the table." Jiang Yuan walked over.

He found a very central location with a good view and could see everywhere.

Before sitting down, he touched the table.

It's made of solid wood, not paper.

He sat down with confidence. In the mist around him, some guests had already appeared in other places.

It's just that they either have their heads lowered or their faces are pale, and none of them look festive.

Song Fatty was submissive.

First he looked around, then lowered his head, not daring to look anywhere.

Pretty scary.

He squeezed his hands and said, "Brother Jiang, we had a wedding banquet, but we didn't follow the etiquette?"

"We don't eat, we just watch. We mainly focus on companionship."

"Ah this..."

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" the clear bell sounded.

Soon, a boy and a girl appeared carrying plates.

They put the red wedding plate on the table and added some candies to it, which were candies wrapped in brown paper.

It looks like it has a sense of age.

The girl was still humming a little tune, not knowing why she was happy.

Jiang Yuan still couldn't figure out whether the target in this mission was the old man just now or the bride who hadn't appeared yet.

But according to the word "bridal", it is more likely to be the bride.

"The bride is coming."

The virgin suddenly said, "What number is this?"

"I can't remember." The boy had no expression on his face and his body was very stiff. "The master likes young girls, so he always sends them here."

"This bride is only 18 years old. The master likes her."

The girl clapped her hands. "When the bride arrives, we will go to the wedding room!"

"No." The boy was a little scared. "You forgot what happened last time..."

As the two talked, their voices gradually became unclear and they went to other tables.

Only one sentence came,

"The guests at that table just now were very strange. The fat guest was different from us."