Chapter 190

"Brother Jiang, the guests have all stood up. Shall we stand up?"

Jiang Yuan took a look and saw that all the ghosts whose faces could not be seen clearly were actually standing.

He waved his hand and said, "No, we are not tricksters."

"What you said makes sense."

But Fatty Song still chose to stand.

He has been working very hard to blend in with the crowd...the crowd.

The sedan is approaching.

When he reached a place three meters away from the table, he was put down.

Four bearers stood aside,

As for the wind band, they worked even harder and played the drums in unison, which was quite grand and lively!

I wish I could blow my breath away!

Jiang Yuan felt an overwhelming chill.

But it was fleeting.

He stared at the bearers. Those bearers walked on tiptoes, their bodies seemed light and airy.

His face was as pale as paper, his eyebrows were dark, his cheeks were red, and his mouth was also bright red.

The posture is rigid and not flexible.

And there is little life.

"They're all paper figures."

"What?" Song Fatty heard it, his eyes widened and he rubbed it fiercely, "Is this a paper man? It really looks like... I saw a paper maker when I was a kid. Isn't this what he made?"

Song Pang swallowed and felt frightened.

Xipo held a notebook and walked over with her waist twisted and a smile on her face.

"The bride has arrived."

Its voice was like a rooster with its throat clamped, not pleasant to hear, "The bride is eighteen years old and will marry the master as a companion."

"When the master was alive, the family was harmonious and very capable."

"Last month, my father gave his son a dream, saying that a person living underground will inevitably not be able to manage the family business, and he needs a capable hostess to help him."

"You can sort out the family business and make the family run smoothly,"

"I can help me make connections outside, so that I can have no worries."

"So, the young master specially selected a young, good-looking woman who is also well-educated and can do arithmetic."

"On a good and auspicious day, I will send you a wedding. I want to see if you are satisfied or not."

Xipo said many things.

Jiang Yuan finally understood.

This old man had died a long time ago. He asked his son in a dream to find a young wife, and the son gave her to him.

But, is this little wife a paper doll or a real person?

"Our master is tired and went to rest in the house. Let the rooster worship instead." The boy said, raising his chin. "Let the bride come down and show us whether she is better than the previous ladies."

Xi Po also hurriedly went to welcome the people on the sedan chair.

The curtain was lifted, blood flowed out,

Through the opened gap, you could see blood splattering inside, and the mattress was soaked, soaked in blood.

There was also a dull, damp smell of blood.

but,

These people didn't notice it at all,

Inside, a snow-white hand poked out, with fingers as slender as onion roots.

The wrists are also very thin and have excellent bones.

On top, she wore a gold bracelet, which made her skin look even more delicate.

Look again, it is the bride who has stepped out with one foot. The shoes are very beautiful, pointed cloth shoes with upturned heads and many beautiful beads on them, all of which are pearls.

The skirt sways,

The bride also completely stepped out of the sedan.

She didn't wear a hijab,

For a moment, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but be stunned.

I thought it would be a scary and weird scene, but who knew that the bride was quite beautiful.

He has an oval face, a small chin, black hair and many hair accessories.

Snow-white face, big eyes under the willow eyebrows with slightly raised ends, the eyes are lively and reveal a bit of intelligence, the nose is straight and delicate, and the red lips are extremely red.

As beautiful as blooming flowers.

Her figure is slender, like a weak willow supporting the wind. When she steps, her skirt will sway slightly.

She changed her gaze and glanced around everyone. Her eyes paused on Jiang Yuan, and then she smiled at him.

"Jiang, Brother Jiang, you're so beautiful. Damn it, this..." Fatty Song was so excited that he almost fell down.

This is weird, how can it be so beautiful?

Even though he had no education, he still managed to say, "Shen Yu Luo Yan."

[Excellent, is this a late-night ghost hunt or a beauty visit? 】

[Are all female spies so good-looking these days? It’s killing people]

[Fuck, if this were my wife, I could live for three days]

[I’m wondering if the true identity would be scary]

[I once despised Ning Caichen, now I am Ning Caichen]

[Fuck, this is so tempting]

[Brother Jiang, I don’t believe you can still give this female trickster a big butcher’s knife]

【What's wrong with her? She is just a good sister]

Chapter 145 The favorability of the tricky bride

Jiang Yuan looked away,

I saw it with my yin and yang eyes, why is this female spy's true appearance exactly the same as her current appearance?

Shouldn’t the true appearance remain the same as it was when you died?

Unless, this female spy is a red-clad level.

Then the goal of this mission is very clear.

He looked sideways and found that Fatty Song was still looking straight at him.

"Still reading? I don't know how I will die later."

He said coolly, "You are really a coward."

Fatty Song didn't dare to look at her anymore. He explained, "Brother Jiang, this bride is so beautiful. The old man said before that she was the most beautiful in the whole country. He really wasn't bragging."

"The most popular female stars are nothing more than that."

"Damn, this is so cheap, that damn old man!"

Jiang Yuan snorted, "That old man is not very high-level. At most, his family was rich when he was alive, and he could force the living to marry him in the underworld."

"But this female ghost is a fierce ghost."

"Don't look at her beauty, she is very powerful."

"So the most powerful here is her?" Fatty Song was not stupid, and he understood immediately, "She is so beautiful, how could he do it?"

But thinking that this time Brother Jiang was going to harvest such a beautiful female ghost,

he felt a little bit of pity for her.

"I think she doesn't seem bad, is there any misunderstanding?"

"It's possible, she was forced."

Jiang Yuan frowned and warned, "Fat Song, your wife watches my live broadcast every day,"

"If you say a few more words, especially praise the beauty of this female ghost,"

"When you go back, you will be happy to find that your wife ran away with Lao Wang next door."

Fat Song woke up as if from a dream and shut up in surprise.