The sedan chair was lifted up again, and Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. A furry head popped out from under her skirt. It was Jiang Ji.

Fortunately, the hem of the wedding dress is big enough so it is not easy to be seen even if you hide in it.

On the four corner eaves, flowers made of red satin swayed gently, and the sedan chair was shaking. These paper figures did not care about the bride's reaction at all, and Lu Yi was swaying from side to side, and a bang was heard from time to time.

Jiang Ji controlled the balance and did not let one sound become two.

In the big red sedan, the bride was crying and groaning, the sound was intermittent, it was very lively.

This time Jiang Ji heard clearly the little ballad that the paper figurine was humming along the way: "New bride, new bride, we shall go to the underworld together as a pair..."

"The ghost sedan is shaking, in the wild mountains and desolate suburbs, don't laugh..."

Although the sedan chair was shaking, the carriage was moving briskly.

After leaving the mass grave, they stopped in front of a house.

There was a voice coming from outside the sedan chair. It was the same woman talking, speaking in a drawn-out voice: "Which family are you from?"

"The Hu family in the south is getting married. This is a small token of appreciation from the host family. Please accept it, Widow Wang..."

"Okay, okay." The woman immediately smiled happily.

Jiang Ji saw through the gap created by the shaking curtain of the sedan chair that the room was pitch black and there was not a single light on.

The hostess of this house had good eyesight. Perhaps she saw that the sedan chair was clean and didn't smell any blood. "When you passed by the old hag in front, didn't she ask you to leave something behind? She likes to take some things from the bride the most."

The eyesight of these paper figures was not very good. One of the sedan chair bearers tripped over the threshold and the sedan chair fell directly to the ground.

"Useless thing," the paper figurine manager cursed a few times, and replied to Widow Wang in a shrill voice, "I didn't see the matchmaker when I passed by. Maybe she went to find a wife for some boy again."

"It's strange, why haven't I heard of any family getting married again?" Widow Wang muttered, her eyes rolling around, as if she was thinking of some bad idea, "You're still out to see the bride off in the middle of the night, why don't you rest your feet here for a while?"

The paper figurine gave her a sinister look, and smiled meaningfully: "I'm afraid it will be delayed. We can only rest for a stick of incense."

Although they could not lay their hands on the master's family for fear of being sniffed out, it was not impossible for them to get some benefits by letting these roadblocking ghosts eat them. After all, the bride would be buried with the groom, so the master didn't particularly care if she had missing limbs.

"That's enough, that's enough. How can it be not enough?" Widow Wang smiled. "There are fresh incense and candles next door. Come with me."

The paper man followed her away, and after a while, Widow Wang came back.

She walked over with a gleaming hatchet in her hand. How could dry incense sticks be as delicious as a living person? Although she couldn't eat them all, eating an arm or a leg would satisfy her craving.

As soon as she placed her hand on the red curtain of the sedan chair, a white hand stretched out from behind the curtain and brought her inside.

Widow Wang was stunned. She had never seen anyone so proactive.

He laughed and stuck his head in...

Bang!

After dealing a critical hit, Jiang Ji and Lu Yi dragged Widow Wang into the bridal sedan, took out the bottle of mermaid toxin and poured a few drops into her mouth to make sure she would not wake up, then stuffed a foul-smelling rag into her mouth and covered it with a red veil.

She raced for time, "Give me your hand."

Lu Yi quickly stretched out his hand, with a red rope tied around his wrist.

This line seems to be there and not there, connecting to a place far away, and exudes the breath of curse.

Jiang Ji was refreshed. This was a knot designed by a cartoonist after consulting various materials. It was really impossible to untie it without some skills. But she happened to have the creator's diary. She followed the method in the outline to untie it, and then tied the red rope to the woman's hand according to the method.

The rope of marriage can still be untied now, but it can never be untied after the ceremony.

After the ceremony, the red rope will bind the bride forever, and no matter how she struggles, she cannot escape from the other's palm.

The moment the red rope left his wrist, Lu Yi felt relaxed all over, and the suffocating feeling of restraint disappeared completely.

Jiang Ji took off Widow Wang's clothes and changed his own clothes.

Lu Yi put on Jiang Ji's clothes, and Jiang Ji put on the widow's clothes.

The clothes were smelly and slippery. A closer look revealed stains all over them, which was disgusting.

Jiang Ji pinched her nose and put it on. Lu Yi stood behind her and used his fingers to help her put her hair into a low bun.

Widow Wang was short and plump, and her upper body couldn't fit into the bright red wedding dress. Jiang Ji thought for a while, then handed the Sea God's Scepter to her, showing genuine concern: "You must have lost a lot of energy just now, so you need to replenish it."

“…”

Jiang Ji raised his eyebrows: "Why, are you dissatisfied?"

A mouth opened at the top of Poseidon's scepter and slowly bit off the woman's ten pale, short and fat fingers. Widow Wang was deeply poisoned and a psychedelic smile appeared on her face. She didn't feel any pain even after her two arms were eaten.

Click, click, click.

It chewed slowly; the stale, rotten meat was hard to swallow.

Poseidon's Scepter feels very sad. It can only output physical damage all day long, and even has to be used as a trash can when necessary...

Lu Yi didn't dare to watch it, the scene was too heavy.

Although there was no bleeding, the gnawing sounds still made her shudder.

Jiang Ji didn't let Poseidon's Scepter stop biting until his body was about the same size as Lu Yi and could fit into the auspicious suit.

She found a piece of unused rag whose color could no longer be seen, cut off a few pieces with scissors, and used them with Lu Yi to plug her nose and ears. Then she rubbed the poison all over the sedan poles, took out a bundle of incense and candles from the cabinet, and poured two drops of mermaid toxin.

"Are you ready? We're going to miss it in time." A voice came from outside the door.

"It's almost there." Jiang Ji responded in a muffled voice.

She asked Lu Yi to hide in the cupboard, and put a few pieces of firewood from the corner on the stool. It was strangely light, adding some weight.

Finally, he put his hands into the water tank, and the cold well water cooled down rapidly, and then sprinkled some water on the ground.

The paper people came in, groped for the location of the sedan chair, lifted it up and left.

Widow Wang came up to him seductively, put the incense and candles into the steward's hand, and said flatteringly, "Take it with you on the road."

The air was filled with the stench of decay, covering up the smell of blood. The paper figure examined her, felt the wet bloodstains on the incense sticks, and the paper head got into the sedan chair to take a look.

Both hands were gone, and there was nothing in the sleeves.

"Widow Wang, this is different from what we said."

"I ate too much by accident." The woman burped and secretly pushed a bundle of incense and candles over, "You guys take these."

The paper man snorted coldly, weighed the incense and candles before putting them down.