Volume 1: The Fog Chapter 17: Wedding on the Rooftop 3

Another paper doll!

Another paper doll holding a work clothes!

I'll go, how obsessed these guys are with the employees they fancie!

But fortunately, this paper puppet is easy to deal with, otherwise it will be troublesome to attract the attention of others if the movement is too big.

Zong Qing was done with the paper puppet in three or two clicks, because I temporarily closed Wang Xiao's hearing before, so she also slept soundly during this period.

Zong Qing asked softly, "Where are you going now?" ”

I motioned for her to follow, and then replied, "Go to the rooftop, they will go up anyway, let's go there and wait first." ”

The moment the two of us pushed open the rooftop door, a biting wind hit us.

There was no sign on the rooftop at this time, only two empty antique wooden chairs and one matching one between the two chairs. There were three burning candles and some tributes on the table, and behind the table and chair floated a large double happiness letter, which was written in white on a black background.

I closed the door of the rooftop with my backhand, and hid in the dark place on the rooftop with Zong Qing. Less than five minutes after we hid in the darkness, the familiar team came into view.

The team began to enter the rooftop step by step, except for those paper dolls and brides who were also a little recognizable, the other people's costumes were uniform, only men and women, even the expressions on their faces were the same as pasted and copied, a large group of people stood together in a compact and orderly manner, all contaminated with the same yin qi, I couldn't tell which ones were the guys in this team, which were dead souls, and which were snatched away.

Although the people in the study room were all killed in vain, none of them appeared in the "Book of Vain Death" in my hand, which means that they may all still be within the six realms of reincarnation, but now they are temporarily imprisoned. There are also those living souls that have not been hooked away, the souls of these two waves of people have to be saved, otherwise those who die in vain will be scattered, and those who are missing will be stupid forever.

It's not easy to save them, at least with the current strength of Zong Qing and me. If you really want to save them, it is definitely impossible to be positive, and the disparity in strength is a bit big, especially the coffin, although I don't know what is inside, but I can clearly feel the power inside that makes me jealous. In the face of the current situation, only outwitting is king.

I was thinking about what practical plan I could do, when the bride suddenly glanced at the place where Zong Qing and I were hiding.

She found us!

When Zong Qing and I were worried that the other guys in the team would also notice something unusual, she calmly withdrew her gaze again, as if she had just glanced at it casually.

"Tang, don't help Wu'er out quickly."

Before I could recover from the sudden situation, I heard a woman's voice coming from the place where the tables and chairs were placed. I looked around the table and chairs, but there was still no sign of me.

Zong Qing and I quietly watched the bride sneer at the empty chair on the right side of the table, and then mocked: "Zhang, you old pious woman, you haven't woken up from your dream after so many years?" I said a long time ago, no matter what you do, I can't marry your son! ”

"Tang, you can marry my son because your ancestor burned high incense, don't you know what to do!" Zhang's angry shouts were majestic and powerful, and when he heard it, he knew that it was definitely not a good stubble.

The two of them talked back and forth, and it sounded the same as the usual TV series when the highly-married daughters-in-law were embarrassed by their mother-in-law, but now the chairs belonging to the in-laws are empty, I listened to the conversation between the bride surnamed Tang and her air mother-in-law, and the already weird atmosphere around me is now becoming more creepy, and as a melon eater in the front row, I am now in a bit indescribable.

"After so many years, why is the girl still so stubborn? If you want the old slave to say, you still listen to your wife, won't it be over if An An and the young master get married? ”

An old woman in overalls walked up to the bride and persuaded her, but she pushed her away mercilessly, "Bah! You will die of this heart, it is absolutely impossible for me to marry Wu Manwang! ”

"Really?" Zhang snorted coldly, "It's up to you to decide!" Someone, do it for me! ”

As soon as Zhang's words fell, there were two mothers-in-law with big shoulders and round waists around him, and the bride surnamed Tang was fiercely pressed to kneel in front of the table.

"Knock," the coffin was knocked out of thin air, "Wang'er, the auspicious time has come." ”

It's that Zhang's voice!

In fact, I was still a little puzzled when I heard this, although the woman named Zhang did not appear, but at least I heard his voice, since she is the bride's mother-in-law, what about the bride's father-in-law? None of the guys on the left and right were alive, and her father-in-law couldn't tell what it was like in terms of the weirdness of this wedding.

After Zhang finished speaking, the coffin lid moved a little bit, and after the coffin lid was all removed, a "person" with a cloak sat up, which should be the Wu Manwang in the bride's mouth.

After he walked out of the coffin, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, what a good figure!

"Is it better than the deity?"

Mo Linyuan!

The moment his voice came to mind in my head, my face immediately darkened.

"Did I say don't peek into my mind!"

I thought he would realize his mistake, but who knew that he immediately replied to me, "The deity didn't snoop, you just muttered yourself?" ”

Is it? Have it? Did I really do that?

"Look at those paper dolls."

Zong Qing's voice pulled me out of the world of self-doubt, and I reflexively looked at the paper dolls. Those paper puppets don't know what's going on, and the yin qi around them is suddenly strong, and the two I met before are not at the same level at all.

"Since the two girls have already come, don't you come out to drink a glass of Wu'er's wedding wine?"

It's been discovered!

An old male voice came coldly from behind me and Zong Qing, and I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. I turned my head stiffly, and a man in a navy blue shroud was floating behind us, and a smile was squeezed out of the face of the owl very reluctantly, and it was the first time that I realized so deeply that some guys laughed really badly!

His smile made me refuse with strength!

I stiffened and slowly turned my head back, and the sight made me feel the urge to turn my head again to meet that smile.

Just now, I was still sighing that Wu Manwang, who was in good shape, was attracted by his father's words, and turned his head to look at me, probably looking at me and Zong Qing, probably...... After all, his face was black, as if he had stolen the black hole and used it for his face. It's not that I haven't seen those souls with blurred facial features, but, no matter how vague they are, at least people have them! I couldn't tell the line between his face and his black hair, I couldn't help it.

These two crazy people stared at me one after the other, making me feel a chill from the soles of my feet all the way to the Tianling Gai, and after weighing the two sides, I finally decided to face Wu Manwang's black face.

Don't ask me why I don't look elsewhere, asking is that the two of their father and son are really a kind of magic that makes people can't take their eyes off.

"Madame, isn't this my maidservant for you? Why aren't they around you, but peeking around? Wu Manwang turned his head and looked at his bride Tang, I could feel the bride's rejection from the depths of her soul from so far away.

Also, it's 9102 years old, why is there such a thing as a maidservant?

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that he can see at a glance that the two of us are employees who are targeted by their family, Zong Qingke and I have both cast illusions on our faces, they shouldn't be able to see the real appearance of the two of us at all, it seems that the music has left traces on our souls.

The bride who was pressed to the ground looked at Wu Manwang viciously, "I'm sorry, what did you say to give me to be a handmaid, and in the end, it will all be folded in your filthy and violent brute!" ”

I feel that the bride's words are a bit informative, are we too late, and those souls have dissipated?

"Since the two girls are the ones chosen by my son, they should do their part, come and bring the two girls to their places."

As soon as the old man behind me spoke, two paper puppets with uniform work uniforms walked towards us, although their faces were still the same pasted and copied smiles, and looked gloomy, but I strangely felt that their facial expressions were much more vivid.

Seeing them getting closer and closer, the cold sweat in my heart broke out, and I asked Zong Qing with my mind: "What should we do now?" ”

"Wait for the opportunity to do it, run first and then talk."

Zong Qing replied to me with his mind a good idea that I also thought of, it seems that there is really only one step at the moment.

Just as a paper puppet was about to touch me, I instantly turned the ring into a long whip and whipped it at him without the slightest bit of mud, and unexpectedly, the paper puppet was not harmed in any way. I swung two more lashes at him, leaving a shallow mark on his face.

"Presumptuous, you two still dare to make trouble when Wu'er is married, you are tired of it!"

"Poof!"

The moment I started, Zong Qing and I stood back to back, and the old man's angry shout had just reached my ears, and then I clearly heard Zong Qing next to me vomiting blood.

"Ahem!"

Zong Qing's suppressed cough made me feel a little numb, and I almost subconsciously turned my head to look at Zong Qing's situation behind me.

Just as I turned my head to look at Zong Qing, a familiar dull pain came from my heart. I slowly turned my head back, and looked at the old woman next to the bride, Tang, who had not yet withdrawn her offensive hand.

A familiar salty sensation welled up in my throat again, bastard, my previous injuries weren't healed in the first place!

I can't see Zong Qing, I don't know what happened to her injury, it's only Wu Manwang's parents who are making a move now, and I am most afraid that Wu Manwang hasn't made a move yet, and we are already so embarrassed, or overestimate ourselves.

No matter what, I still have to let Zong Qing leave.

"Honey, do you want to eat sugar?"