As the wind blew up, the miserable sounds of opera singers came from all directions.
"Then I saw: big ghost soldiers, little ghost judges, bull heads and horse faces, and the dead souls were bound to die with iron chains on their necks. It was miserable, the wind was blowing, and my whole body was cold. My heart was filled with fear..."
After the singing, all the paper figures immediately came to life. A pair of scarlet eyes stared at the two heads of the family, Huang and Chang, who were drinking together. The sneer of "hehehehe" echoed throughout the paper shop.
Seeing such a scene, Huang Zuo was stunned: "Such a heavy resentment?"
Chang Huaiyuan in white nodded gently: "When the tragedy happened here, you and I were not lucky enough to follow you."
"Now if I count it carefully, one hundred and ten years have passed."
“It’s understandable that the resentment in their hearts is hard to get rid of.”
During this brief conversation, the paper man started to move.
The light in the paper shop flickered on and off: every time it was turned off and on again, they were one step closer to the wine table.
After a few breaths, the wine table was already surrounded.
There was a weird smile on her blushed face.
Seeing this scene, Xiongba hurriedly led the evil hall immortals to turn around and be on guard. The paper figures staring closely at the outer circle did not dare to relax at all.
To be honest, if Huang Zuo and Chang Huaiyuan weren't in charge, all the evil spirits except Xiong Ba would have run away long ago.
They know their own disadvantages: all the evil spirits put together may not be able to defeat a paper man here.
Not to mention there are so many...
Seeing the paper figures getting closer and closer, Xiongba and the Evil Hall Immortals were retreating steadily.
In desperation, Huang Zuo could only pick up the wine glass and spill the wine inside.
The wine drew a large circle on the ground with the wine table as the center, like a transparent glass cover, isolating all the paper figures.
But even so, the paper man still squeezed hard towards the people "inside".
Squeezing on the "glass cover" formed by the wine, the face was distorted and deformed.
When rubbed, it even makes a sizzling sound.
Seeing this scene, Huang Zuo was stunned again: "So fierce?"
"No wonder the government needed to build a purgatory (prison) to suppress them. No wonder they sacrificed the lives of eight five ghost boys in a row."
"It seems that it's not that the government doesn't want to end things once and for all, it's just that this place is too evil."
After sighing with emotion, Huang Zuo no longer looked at the paper man, but picked up the wine glass and spoke to Chang Huaiyuan.
"Okay, ignore them. Brother Huaiyuan, you and I will continue to drink."
"Okay!" Chang Huaiyuan responded with a smile and raised his glass, then drank it all in one gulp.
That bold look combined with an elegant demeanor makes him look like a high-spirited young scholar.
For people who don't know his details, it's really difficult to connect this handsome young man with the master of killing.
After a few glasses of wine, the miserable singing started again.
"Don't be frightened, old man. You are here to listen to what I have to say. Don't treat me like a monster. I am an unjust soul."
"I hurriedly shook the branches and grabbed a handful of sand to stir up dust..."
As the singing started, the pair of puppets on the coffin actually floated down together, and walked towards the two masters little by little.
As they marched, the chains dragged on the ground, making a clattering sound like the shackles of a felon.
Moreover, the two dolls actually completely ignored Huang Zuo's "wine circle" and squeezed away the Xie Tangxian, so they stood miserably in front of the two masters of the Chumaxian family.
Huang Zuo had no choice but to stand up with a sigh.
"The Huang family of the Northern Kingdom knows that you are grievances in your hearts, and they don't want to get involved in this matter."
"Unfortunately, something urgent happened today, and I had to come over in person to delay it for a day. Please give me a penny."
After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and poured all the wine in it onto the ground.
If other wronged souls hear what the head of the Huang family says or does, they will either retreat and tolerate it for a day, or kneel down to express their grievances and beg for help. This is normal operation.
But the two dolls remained unmoved as if they hadn't heard anything.
The wind was even stronger, causing Xie Tangxian to stand unsteadily, and Chang Huaiyuan, dressed in white, to stand up.
Seeing this, Huang Zuo was a little angry.
He simply sat down and looked at the two puppets with a half-smile but not a smile: "Haha, if you don't drink a toast, will you be punished with a drink?"
As the contemporary head of the Huang family, Huang Zuo's anger was naturally extremely majestic.
The paper man, who had just been trying to squeeze forward, suddenly felt frightened and started to retreat in fear.
At the same time, they made a "woo woo" sound.
But even so, the two dolls remained unmoved, just standing quietly and "watching" quietly.
Not only was Huang Zuo angry when he saw this scene, but even the white hair on Chang Huaiyuan's temples had a hint of blood red.
How could the murderous master of "the moon shines on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood rolls over the dragon" really be a good-tempered scholar?
At this critical moment, another big figure arrives: simple but clean clothes, calm demeanor.
He was the first master Zhao Youliang knew, the head of the Hui family among the five great immortals, the thundering wrathful immortal Hui Wuming.
Seeing Hui Wuming's arrival, Huang Zuo and Chang Huaiyuan immediately stood up to greet him with a smile.
Huang Zuo calls him brother, while Chang Huaiyuan calls him brother six.
Several evil hall immortals even knelt down and kowtowed under the leadership of Xiong Ba: "The little wild beasts pay homage to the ancestor of the Hui family."
"The ancestors will enjoy eternal blessings!"
Hui Wuming came from a humble background and understood the difficulties of the "people" at the bottom best, so he smiled and waved his sleeves to support Xiong Ba and the others.
"You're welcome, just do whatever you have to do."
At this time, Chang Huaiyuan had already held Hui Wuming's arm and led him to sit next to Huang Zuo.
"Brother Six, since you are here, let's drink some together."
"In total, we brothers haven't seen each other for ten years."
Hui Wuming patted Chang Huaiyuan's hand that was supporting him and responded with a smile.
"Yeah, ten years."
"Today we three brothers will take this opportunity to stay drunk!"
"But before that, Brother Six, I want to have a word with these two."
Chang Huaiyuan looked thoughtful when he heard this: "Brother Six, are you talking about them?"
They were referring to two figures.
"Yeah." Hui Laoliu nodded and walked between the two dolls, sighed and said fourteen words softly.
"There is a time in life that must be fulfilled, but there is no time in life that the emperor asks for."
After the two dolls listened, the melancholy singing came out from the female doll's body.
"I heard that Mr. Bao was inspecting Yinshan Mountain. I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart. I cried and stepped forward to show mercy."
"I cry and beg, but there is a strange injustice in my heart..."
In the strange and desolate lyrics, the two dolls floated back to the coffin.
At this point, the cold wind stopped, and the lights in the paper shop no longer flickered.
Even the paper figures returned to their positions, as if nothing had happened.
When Huang Zuo saw this, his face was full of questions: "Brother Hui, what's going on? What did you say to those two things?"
Hui Wuming did not answer, but looked at the coffin at the feet of the two dolls thoughtfully.
Then he returned to his seat and sat down, and said with a smile: "Come on, we three brothers will not come home until we are drunk today!"
