Get married.

Among the natives who are buried at the end of the world, it is the most festive day.

However, the marriage process of burying the world is not the slightest joy.

The entrance of Wujia Village.

A group of people from Wujia Village, dressed in black clothes and black robes, waited.

The leader is an old man with white hair and eyebrows, his eyes reveal vicissitudes, the wrinkles on his face are thousands of furrows, and his body is emaciated.

This person is the village chief of Wujia Village.

Standing next to the village chief was Wang Meng.

is also dressed in a black robe, but the left chest of the black robe is embroidered with the red character "囍", a red belt is tied around the waist, and a red "囍" character is also embroidered on the front of the black cloth crown on the top of the head.

In the direction of Yizhuang, Wu Tian walked over with the two of them.

"Grandpa the village chief!"

Wu Tian walked up to the village chief and called politely.

"Xiao Wu, it's time, let's start!" The village chief said with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Wu Tian smiled and nodded.

Then, Wu Tian walked in front of Wang Meng.

"Xiao Wu, let's start!"

Wang Meng said seriously.

Wu Tian's hand spread out, and a basket appeared, which was full of white paper money.

Then, stretching out a hand, the index finger and middle finger pointed together into a sword, a little towards Wang Meng's eyebrows, a wrist, and a piece of essence blood flew out from Wang Meng's eyebrows.

The blood flew to the top of the basket.

Wu Tian stretched out his hand and patted it, and shouted in his mouth: "Scatter!" ”

"Huh~"

The essence blood dispersed and fell into the basket in an instant, only to see that the white paper money in the basket was soaked red in the blink of an eye.

"Where is the golden boy and girl?"

Wu Tian shouted.

Out of the crowd came two eight or nine-year-old boys and girls in black robes.

Holding a basket of flowers.

Wu Tian pointed to his basket and then to the baskets of boys and girls.

Paper money appeared in two in the baskets of boys and girls.

Then, the golden boy and girl stood at the front of the line.

Wu Tian turned around, faced the direction of Lijia Village, raised his head, looked into the air, and promised in his mouth: "Sue Tianyuan, today there is Wang Meng of Wujia Village, marry Li Cuihua of Lijia Village, the village chief is the matchmaker, Yizhuang is the witness, welcome the family, open ~"

"Boom~"

Around everyone, a blue-black evil aura surged, and the surroundings fell into a blue-black world, and ahead, a mysterious road gradually became clear.

"Soraku~"

As Wu Tian spoke, a cheerful greeting song sounded.

"Departure~"

A long line of greetings is on the way.

Feitu is at the forefront.

The golden boy and the girl followed.

Behind is Wang Meng.

Behind it was a golden-red coffin carried by sixteen people.

As the team progresses.

The golden boy and girl kept taking out the red paper money in the flower basket and swaying it around, the paper money filled the world, and the indescribable weirdness was full of it.

If it weren't for Wu Tian saying it, if it weren't for the word "Xi" on Wang Meng's body, if it wasn't for the cheerful welcome music, Yun Yanling and Dai Zhiqiao, who were at the back of the team, really didn't believe that they were marrying.

And the golden-red coffin is obviously for the woman.

Good guy, the coffin for marriage, no matter how mad you think.

Walking in the blue-black world, a figure suddenly appeared on the road ahead, with blood-colored silk threads flowing on his body, and a blood-colored floating dust in the crook of his arm.

"Old Zhao!"

Wu Tian flashed in front of Zhao Lao.

"This is a congratulatory gift from the old age!"

Zhao Lao handed out a square box with a smile on his face.

"Thank you Zhao Lao!"

Wu Tian thanked him after taking it.

Zhao Lao smiled and nodded, and the blood-colored silk threads surged and disappeared into this world.

Keep moving.

Everything on the way, the owner of Yizhuang will send a congratulatory gift.

Finally.

The welcoming team came to Lijia Village.

The blue-black mist vanished.

The appearance of Lijia Village appears in front of you, a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers, people come and go, and it is very lively.

At the entrance of the village, the owner of Yizhuang is in front, and behind is the village chief of Lijia Village, the bride Li Cuihua and others.

Similarly, they are all dressed in black robes.

The same is true of Li Cuihua's bridal dress, the difference is that Li Cuihua has a black hijab on top of her head, and there is a red "囍" character on it.

The golden boy and girl stopped waving the paper money and stood beside her.

Wu Tian, who was at the front, took a step forward and promised to everyone in Lijia Village: "Wang Meng of Wujia Village, come to marry Li Cuihua of Lijia Village!" ”

The owner of Yizhuang in Lijia Village took a step forward and faced Wu Tianchangnuo: "A line of pro-gifts!" ”

"Wang Meng!" Wu Tian called.

Wang Meng walked out and walked a strange set of etiquette to the people in Lijia Village, a bit similar to the dancing god or something.

"Two brides, please!"

The people in Lijia Village dispersed and let out Li Cuihua, who was covered with a hijab.

"Three parents send!"

Li Cuihua's parents handed over Li Cuihua's cherished and important to Wang Meng.

"Four-in-a-row!"

The owner of Yizhuang in Lijia Village made a loud promise.

Wu Tian walked in front of Wang Meng and Li Cuihua, raised his hands emptyly, and shouted loudly: "Tianyuan is the guide, Wang Meng of Wujia Village and Li Cuihua of Lijia Village are married, and their relatives are connected~"

"Huh~"

Illusory silk threads emerged above the heads of Wang Meng and Li Cuihua, connecting their respective relatives.

Wu Tian flipped his hands and connected the silk threads of the two together.

Then, Wu Tian silently stepped aside.

"Five into a new coffin!"

"Bang~".

The man from Wujia Village opened the golden coffin, and Li Cuihua landed on one foot, flew up, and jumped into the coffin to lie down.

"Bang~".

The coffin lid rested securely on top.

"Six to the bride!"

Then, on the side of Lijia Village, Li Cuihua's relatives all sent a congratulatory gift, saying all kinds of congratulatory words.

After that.

Wu Tian led the team, bid farewell to everyone in Lijia Village, and left Lijia Village with everyone, once again stepping on the blue-black world of evil fog.

The red paper money in the flower basket of the golden boy and girl began to fill the world.