138 weddings

I don't know how long I walked, the vermilion pavilion finally appeared in front of me, this pavilion with red windows and red doors, at first glance, it is full of atmosphere, and it must be a style only for large families. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But this place is deep underground, even if it is a luxurious house, there is no comparison, and no one comes to praise it.

From afar, I saw a figure circling inside, just like someone was holding a party in a luxury villa in the bright world of flowers and wine outside. People come and go, and the figures of drinking and chatting are reflected on the red window. But when I looked at this figure, I always felt that something was strange, as if there was a detail that I had forgotten.

Yaozi had already walked to the door, and slowly knocked on the door, making a beeping knock. But after half a minute, no one came to open the door. Her hand lifted slightly, and she struck the red door again, making a thumping sound, this time with a thump. But after three minutes, the door was still closed.

At this time, I also came to this door, and the figures inside also walked back and forth. I saw that Yaozi had eaten the closed door, and I felt a little angry in my heart, and I came up with a kick. Holding a banquet in such a place is generally an unsightly business, otherwise why can't it be opened openly, the door must be closed, and choose to be on this dark underground half of the wall.

I kicked it hard, and the door squeaked open. I looked inside, and for a split second I gasped. There are people walking back and forth in here, and all of them are paper pierced people with heavy makeup. I stepped in, and Yaozi followed closely behind. I finally realized that I had overlooked some detail before, that this was a paradise of paper people, walking back and forth, but not making the slightest sound.

A dim lamp was made of unknown materials and placed in the middle of the hall. The beams around the house were covered with paper ties, and the hair of these people was all erected high and tied directly to the beams above. And farther away, densely packed with paper piercing people, dazzling those who watch.

"How can there be so many paper people in this place? What does it mean? Yaozi asked as she looked at me slowly.

"I don't know. However, it must be related to those previous experiences, otherwise this place is inaccessible, and such a huge project would not normally occur. "It's all my own logical speculation, and the attic here is obviously the same place where Yaozi and I last went through the place where the picture scroll hangs.

"Let's go separately and see if we can find any clues about this place." Yaozi said as she began to walk towards the pile of paper figures on the left. I turned to the right, Yaozi was used to reading the book with records in the place in front of me, and I always felt that there would be detailed records in this kind of place.

Looking at these people, it always feels as if there are pairs of eyes staring at you. It seems that these are all living people, they have souls, and they just walk around so casually. There are obvious live buckles on the beams overhead, so that these paper people can shuttle back and forth, and from the outside, it looks like a banquet is being held inside.

What is the meaning of the existence of such a place? Could it be that it was done to scare outsiders like us? It can't be that way.

If this is the case, then the person who built this place back then was also a big dealer, and he was also a person with a comic mentality. It took money that most people would find difficult to earn in their lifetime to build such an attic, just to scare future generations.

These paper people are very well done, very real. It's so real that at first glance, it's as if you're seeing a real person. With big jet-black eyes, long hair, and a variety of clothes, the place seemed to be set up as a place for a drinking party. There are quite a few tables and chairs around, but they are all papier-mâché. There were also cups and plates of wine spread out on the table, looking joyful. On the opposite side, I walked to the end of the house, and the pillars on both sides were hung with big red silk, and in the center was a big happy word, and two people sat on the Taishi chair below the happy word.

The two men, a man and a woman, were dressed in large black burial suits, which made people look gloomy. And the faces of these two people are very white, as if they have been coated with too much powder. Both of them were in their forties and fifties, and just as I was looking closely, a person suddenly walked beside me.

The man stood beside me and shouted, "The auspicious time has come, start saluting." "At that moment, a sound of blowing and blowing came from all directions, and a group of people came behind me, all of them surrounded by a woman with a hijab. This woman looks graceful, with a three-inch golden lotus under her feet. His steps moved briskly, and he immediately stood beside me.

Out of nowhere, a big red silk came out of nowhere, put it on my hand, and the other end was grabbed by this woman.

A loud shout of "worship heaven and earth...... came from behind, followed by a burst of light applause. I was pressed against a force and bowed forward. I was actually forced to worship heaven and earth, and there was a fire rising in my heart, but the force on my body was so strong that I couldn't raise my head, as if I had encountered a ghost press.

"Second worship high hall ......" came again, and the applause was still warm. I was forced to bend over, and when I looked at it, the two high-ranking people above me were expressionless, still looking like they were paper-pierced. And I bent down and looked behind me, everyone looked like paper people, this place seemed to have a program, and anyone who came in would automatically go through this program.

This is a wedding, and it is a classical wedding, I don't know the specific dynasty. When the third salute was over, I was surrounded by paper people and led the bride to the cave room behind. I wanted to throw away the silk on my hand, but this thing seemed to be stuck to my hand, and I couldn't throw it out.

And I didn't listen to my steps, and walked straight into the darkness behind. I can only pray now that this bride who came with me is Yaozi, so that I can be rescued. Otherwise, with my own strength, it would not be easy to escape from this group of paper people.

It was dark ahead, and there was an indescribable smell around it. It seems that the slightest smell of a candle after it has been burned, like the smell of cotton paper burned in a brazier, and there seems to be a smell of incense candles mixed with it. Smelling these smells, a strange feeling rose in my heart, as if this place was not a wedding, but a funeral.

But the surroundings are obviously happy and jubilant, where will anyone be buried? (To be continued.) )