Marioho looked at the empty arms of the little old lady with a miraculous look on his face. He came out for the first time, saw the embodiment for the first time, and found it interesting.
Da Huai looked happy and chatted with the little old lady. Marioho wanted to join in, but when he moved, he attracted the little old lady's attention.
Looking at Mario, the little old lady smiled kindly.
Facing the little old lady's smile, an alarm rang in Mario's mind. The werewolf tree demon had said that the more kindly the little old lady smiled, the more serious the consequences would be. He had to run away quickly, the safer he was.
Holding the wrench and guarding his chest, he took a few steps back.
Little old lady: "..."
It made her look like a bully who wanted to force a good young daughter-in-law to do something.
Following the eyes of the little old lady, Marioho looked at the wrench in his hand, was startled, and quickly hid the wrench behind his back, trying to appear harmless.
"I'm not, I don't have any ill intentions, I'm just used to being defensive."
The little old lady raised her eyebrows.
"I understand, but I have to forgive you directly. I guess you are also feeling uneasy. So, aren't there still sixteen cannons? Are you tired of not coming out for so long? Take them apart!"
Mario's head was full of questions.
"dismantle???"
The little old lady nodded.
Marilio took a good look at the sixteen cannons. Aren't they well inlaid? Why demolish it?
But when he met the smiling eyes of the little old lady, he grabbed the wrench and went on without saying a word.
It can be demolished as soon as the owner asks it to be demolished. There are so many reasons why!
The little old lady was so happy that Mario took one apart and she took one, and he took one apart and she took one.
Looking at the cannon bases one by one, the little old lady took out the spell book, and while the book was flipping over, she summoned the paper-cut bride.
The paper-cut bride appeared in front of the little old lady with her makeup covered in water and faded.
Marioho looked at the paper-cut bride who had the same problem and smiled.
"You didn't get on the cruise ship either?"
Paper-cut bride: “……”
The little old lady is famous for her double standards.
Looking at the paper girl with makeup on, I felt distressed and lost all my strength. After drying her, she became dry and comfortable again.
The paper-cut bride did not expect her master to be so kind. She looked shy and her round cheeks were reddened twice.
"My master's sister is my slave, but do you need any help? I will try my best to do a good job."
That little voice~
Ouch~
It was like an oriole singing in the willows, which made her egret almost fly into the sky.
Sure enough, food, wine, beautiful people and beautiful voices are the only things in this world that cannot be lived up to.
The most important thing is that there is life in your eyes! ! !
The little old lady took the little hand of the paper-cut bride and patted it.
"It's nothing serious. I just heard that you are good at paper-cutting. You can cut sixteen cannons like this for your sister, and coordinate with Maliho to return them to their original positions."
As she said this, the little old lady pointed to the cannons that Marilio had not yet dismantled.
The paper-cut bride looked at it and saw that it was simple. After all, it was just cutting out the shape and there was no need to construct the inside. It was really not as difficult as cutting window grilles.
"Sure, don't worry, sister master, I'll start now."
Just do it when you say it, and start cutting when it clicks.
The little old lady saw that she was so quick and energetic in her work. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it, so she started chatting next to her.
"Do you have a partner?"
The object of the paper figurine should also be a paper figurine, or generally paper figurines are funerary objects. Those who are to be burned should also have a husband, not to mention that this paper figurine is called a paper-cut bride.
After asking the little old lady, she felt a little regretful. If her words touched someone's heartache...
Quickly change the subject.
"How long does it take to cut this cannon?"
Knowing that the little old lady deliberately changed the topic, fearing that she would be sad, the paper bride felt soft in her heart.
“Master sister, you don’t have to do this, it’s not a big deal.
During my lifetime, I was spotted by a young man from a wealthy family in the town because of my beauty. My parents favored sons over daughters. In exchange for a bride price, they sold me to that dude as a concubine. Unexpectedly, the dude sold me to him as a concubine. He offended the daughter of a housekeeper in the county town.
I am a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door. The people do not fight with the officials. The dandy was beaten to death. The body was redeemed with money from the family, so I was forced to marry him under the ghost.
The officials would not allow this to happen, but it was the people who ignored the officials. In order to get more money, my family agreed.
I was sealed in a coffin and lay in the mourning hall with the unrecognizable dandy. Despite the countless people outside, no matter how much noise I made, the people outside who came to express condolences pretended not to hear me.
I even heard my family come to express condolences, saying that I couldn’t bear to die for that dude, haha...
They thought I had starved to death for many days, but I still survived by eating that shit. At that time, I felt really hateful and powerless, until the coffin was nailed and I suffocated to death inside.
It was night, and I was about to suffocate and scratch the lid of the coffin. My nails were gone, my flesh was gone, and I was finally rubbing the bones...
The movement scared away the watchers, and a black cat happened to pass by, destroying the array of the unscrupulous Taoist priests, and took my soul out of the coffin without being sealed.
But because of my parents' orders and the words of a matchmaker, my horoscope has been tied to that dude. I couldn't live without him, and ended up possessing the paper man in the mourning hall.
I painted my eyebrows at night, put on my wedding dress to avenge myself, killed all the people who harmed me, and became a terrifying ghost. I will be tortured when I enter reincarnation. But why, they harmed me, why can't I take revenge? It's okay. I met my master, took me in, kept me alive, and concealed my whereabouts.
Although the world in the book is monotonous, it is as comfortable and comfortable as I have never felt in my life. "
The paper-cut bride tells her story.
As a woman, the little old lady knew that it was not easy for women even though she had never been in that era. Things had passed and the paper-cut bride had long since passed the time when she needed comfort. It was useless to say anything.
He raised his hand and patted her shoulder.
The paper-cut bride kept moving her hands, and the paper figurine's blood-red lips grinned.
"It's okay. It's a horror story about not being able to enter reincarnation. Who hasn't ordered a story yet?"
With a relieved tone, he lowered his head and began to assemble the cannon that he had finished cutting in his hands.
"That's good."
As soon as the paper-cut bride finished speaking, a cannon appeared in front of the little old lady. If she didn't touch it and just looked at it with her eyes, she wouldn't notice any difference at all.
Marilio listened to the story told by the paper-cut bride, with nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
That's right, what kind of thriller doesn't have a story?
Da Huai was tortured and cried while holding a bowl to catch his tears.
It can't be wasted, just in case it is useful to the elder sister.
Too cruel!
You can hear the paper-cut bride’s last words and look at Marioho’s nod of approval.
Da Huai wants to settle down and have a happy life, a fat tiger with four arms, and even that little kid Tuo Tuo has a story.
Think about yourself…
Suddenly I cried.
The little old lady was so frightened that she had no words to express and quickly looked at Dahuai. The audience in the live broadcast room was anxious.
The little old lady quickly blocked its mouth and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that no crew members were attracted.
Da Huai fell silent when the little old lady covered her mouth. Mung Bean looked at the little old lady and dropped the golden beans in grievance.
The little old lady lowered her voice and took out her handkerchief to wipe it. After thinking about it, she grabbed the bowl in her hand to catch her tears before asking.
"Why are you crying?"
Dahuai burped and held his mouth shut, feeling aggrieved.
"Sister, I am a thriller without a story and no content!"
Little old lady: "..."
That's it?
