Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

That night, everyone was not sleepy, and when the time came, they heard the sound of gongs and drums around them.

Xia Jingrui half-closed his eyes, couldn't hold back his curiosity, and quietly glanced at the sound.

Seeing this, he almost screamed out.

The welcoming team on the tall horses turned out to be full of colorful paper pierced people with rough facial features.

As if sensing that someone was watching, the paper-stitched man turned his head abruptly, staring at Xia Jingrui with a pair of weird beady eyes.

Xia Jingrui's heart throbbed, and he tried his best to suppress the scream that was about to exit.

At this time, a hoarse voice came from the welcoming team, and said from far to near: "Groom officer, Sun Wenxi...Groom officer, Sun Wenxi..."

Xia Jingrui's scalp became numb from the gloomy voice, and he watched Sun Wenxi stand up and walk forward numbly.

Two paper-made men held a bunch of paper-made red flowers, tied them to Sun Wenxi's chest, and then went ahead to lead the way.

Sun Wenxi followed the Zhizharen step by step.

In this way, the welcoming team gradually drifted away.

Not long after, there was another suona sound, and this time it was the funeral procession, all of whom were made of paper.

But they are not as colorful as before, but black and white.

At the front of the line, four paper-wrapped men carried a huge nanmu coffin.

At this time, Xia Jingsheng stood up and quietly fell at the end of the funeral procession.

He wears a breath-holding talisman on his body, which can restrain the breath of living people, and blend in among the densely packed paper people without being discovered.

Both groups left, Xia Jingrui couldn't hold it any longer, and fell to the ground dripping with cold sweat.

However, according to what Xia Jingsheng said, Sun Wenxi followed the paper-wrapped man and walked up the stone steps step by step. When he stepped on the last step, a street suddenly appeared in front of him.

On both sides of the streets and alleys are buildings that look like folk houses, and a paper lantern is hung in front of every house.

The hoarse voice sounded again: "The groom's official arrival—"

As soon as the voice fell, all the lanterns were lit up.

Sun Wenxi was taken into a room. The beams of the room were covered with festive red silk, and the words "Double Happiness" were pasted in red on the windows.

On the table of the Eight Immortals in the middle of the room, apart from the usual plate of melon and fruit candy, there are also two blank tablets.

The Zhizharen led Sun Wenxi into the inner room, and sat him down in front of the old-fashioned vanity mirror.

Sun Wenxi glanced at the dressing table from the corner of his eye, and saw an old makeup box on the table.

The paper tie man opened the makeup case, took out a wooden comb from it, and combed Sun Wenxi's hair one by one.

Its movements were mechanical and stiff, like clockwork.

It was obviously short hair, but the paper figurine didn't notice it at all, and combed Sun Wenxi's short hair as if it were long hair.

Then, he took out the scraper from the makeup box, and carefully scraped off the fine green stubble on Sun Wenxi's jaw.

As if he was very satisfied with his work, the paper piercer kept staring at Sun Wenxi's face.

Sun Wenxi looked forward, although his heart beat faster, but his complexion was normal.Completely in a daze, not knowing what to look like this evening and what evening.

Having seen enough of the paper piercing, he took a box of light powder and carefully daubed it on Sun Wenxi's face.

The light powder is fine and white in texture, and when it is first applied, it is like a layer of flour on the face, and then the vermilion rouge is applied.

Sun Wenxi only felt that the self in the mirror was no different from that Japanese geisha.

Finally, the paper piercer took out a box of lip balm, and took a small bamboo stick to apply it carefully for Sun Wenxi.

There is a faint fragrance floating on the lips, which makes people feel numb and drift away.

In the end, the paper-wrapping man picked up a bamboo basket, stretched out his hand and threw a handful of powder of unknown composition, and sprinkled it in the air.

Immediately, the room was filled with a delicate fragrance.

Sun Wenxi only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in hot spring water, every pore was clamoring for comfort.

At this time, there was a chanting in his ears, the voice was hoarse, like an old man playing the erhu at the corner of the street.

"Renrou Township is a tomb of heroes, and a spring night is worth a thousand gold."

Then there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and someone pushed the door open.

Sun Wenxi wanted to look back, but his whole body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to turn his head.

In a daze, his shoulders sank, and a hoarse voice came from behind him.

"What a handsome boy, he is really suitable for that girl. Don't wonder why people have taken a fancy to you." The voice behind said.

Sun Wenxi was dazed, his head went blank.

The person behind him didn't wait for his reaction, and patted his face: "Look at that mirror, if you leave this world, who is the person you would most miss?"

The amazing thing is that Sun Wenxi actually knew what he was going to do this time.

He stared blankly at the mirror, trying to see clearly the figure that appeared in his mind.

The man was wearing a dark black gown, tall and tall, with a handsome face and soft eyes that were cold.

Suddenly, a voice exploded in Sun Wenxi's head.

"Wake up, don't sleep!"

It was Xia Jingsheng's voice, and Sun Wenxi couldn't help being excited all over, and stared at the aged carved mirror with his eyes wide open.

Then, he saw Xia Jingsheng's face in the mirror.

"It's him?" The voice behind him suddenly said, "He's actually a good Longyang, what a pity, what a pity, I thought it would make a good marriage. There is no going back."

Sun Wenxi was fully awake at this moment, only then did he realize that what was resting on his shoulder was not a human hand at all, but a pair of bones.

His bony fingers tightly gripped Sun Wenxi's shoulders, and someone with a poor mental quality might be shocked and stunned on the spot.

"It's almost time, let's change into wedding clothes." The thing stared at Xia Jingsheng's face in the mirror for a moment, then let go of the hand on Sun Wenxi's shoulder.

The paper-wrapped man who had just put on Sun Wenxi's makeup took down the exquisite wedding dress from the shelf and helped Sun Wenxi put it on.

After everything was tidied up, a loud shout came from outside the door: "The time has come, the bride and groom have arrived."

Sun Wenxi was crowded into the front hall, and beside him was a "bride" with a hijab.

"Pray to heaven and earth!" the voice read.

Seeing the "bride" beside her, she bent down and bowed down without any hesitation.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Turning around, Sun Wenxi saw clearly the two "Gaotang" sitting on the seat at this moment, they were obviously not human beings, but two skeletons.

However, there was no abnormality at all around, and the hijab-covered bride bowed down profusely.

Sun Wenxi did so calmly.

"Bye husband and wife!"

The "bride" beside her turned around, and before Sun Wenxi nodded, she had already bent down.

So far, Li Cheng.

The next moment, the voice shouted: "Send it to the coffin."

Suddenly, four paper-stitched men surged up beside Sun Wenxi. These paper-stitched things were so powerful that they lifted Sun Wenxi up and stuffed them into the nanmu coffin that had been prepared earlier.

Immediately afterwards, the "bride" was also stuffed in.

Fortunately, the coffin is very wide, even if two people are stuffed, there is still room.

The heavy nanmu coffin was slowly closed, and the surrounding area was instantly dark.

Not long after, the coffin was lifted up, and through the coffin boards, the sound of suona, gongs and drums sounded again.

Sun Wenxi took out the matches that had been prepared, and lifted the "bride"'s hijab with the help of the faint light.

It's He Kaiqing!

Like him, He Kaiqing was also dressed up, wearing hairpins and pearl hairpins on her head, and her lips were covered with bright red lipstick, as if falling into a deep sleep.

Sun Wenxi put the awakening talisman on He Kaiqing's forehead, and saw the lifeless person slowly waking up.

When He Kaiqing woke up, she almost screamed out, but Sun Wenxi covered her mouth and whispered in her ear: "Don't scream, it's me, Sun Wenxi."

At this time, Xia Jingsheng followed the funeral procession of the paper pierced figurines and walked towards the cemetery prepared earlier.

A deep pit had already been dug in the cemetery, the wedding sedan chair in front stopped, and two paper-wrapped men took out two memorial tablets from the sedan chair.

Xia Jingsheng looked up and saw the names of Sun Wenxi and He Kaiqing clearly written on the tablet.

The sound of the suona paused for a while, and the paper tie man opened the stretcher tied to the top of the coffin, ready to drop the coffin.

At this moment, Xia Jingsheng suddenly took out a snake-shaped whip and threw it at the two tablets above.

The whip usually looked soft, but when it touched the wooden tablet, it made the sound of gold and stone hitting.

The tablet was hit hard and shattered.

What followed was the cracking of the coffin cover, and with a muffled sound, Sun Wenxi pulled He Kaiqing to sit up.

The paper-wrapped people who were buried around them surrounded the two upright as if they had been ordered to do so.

But when the paper-stitched hand touched Sun Wenxi, the paper-stuffed limbs suddenly burned.Soon, those paper pierced people were reduced to a pile of ashes.

"These things are afraid of fire." After speaking, Sun Wenxi lit a match again, and the paper-stitched people really didn't dare to get close.

But the snake-shaped whip was thrown out by Xia Jingsheng, as if it had a spirituality, it automatically and consciously returned to Xia Jingsheng's hands after destroying the tablet.

Those two skeletons "Ghost Gaotang" regarded him as a thorn in their side, a thorn in their flesh, and forced them straight towards him.

Xia Jingchang swung his whip, dispelling the severe and thick black air, and flung it towards the ghostly high hall's Tianling cover.

Hearing a sharp scream, the skeleton in front of him fell to the ground like a broken building block and turned into broken bones.

As soon as the two skeletons were destroyed, the paper pricked people all over the ground also turned into a pile of ashes, and the empty coffin was scattered aside.

Xia Jingsheng walked towards the two of them, He Kaiqing was overly frightened, and at the moment he still looked distracted.

Xia Jingsheng took her pulse and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's nothing serious, it's just that I was overly frightened, just take a rest."

As he said that, he looked at Sun Wenxi again, motioning for him to stretch out his wrist.

Xia Jingsheng's fingertips were slightly cool, and he stayed on Sun Wenxi's wrist for a while.

Seeing that Xia Jingsheng was silent, Sun Wenxi asked, "How?"

Xia Jingsheng pressed it hard, and said with a smile, "You are in a good mood, and your pulse is steady and strong."

"Because I have the peace talisman you gave me." Sun Wenxi laughed.

As soon as the words were finished, the two people found that there was still a talisman stuck on He Kaiqing's forehead, and they hurriedly removed it.

When everyone got together, Xia Jingrui asked repeatedly: "Kaiqing, what's going on?"