Youqi was like a walking atmosphere terminator. After what he said, Tang Shirou's hands trembled and he dropped the paper head on the ground.
After the head rolled on the ground a few times, it hit the box, made a soft "thud" sound, and stopped.
But what everyone didn't expect was that the stopped paper man shook his head and turned his face towards where Tang Shirou was standing.
Under the rough craftsmanship, the corners of the tear-like eyes were slightly raised, and the position of the mouth was severely scratched with a red pen. It felt as if... he was smiling at her.
A chill spread along Tang Shirou's spine.
The next second, it spread all over the body.
Night fell quickly, just like last night. The lake under the night was slowly enveloped by a mist blowing from nowhere, and the three teams huddled cautiously in their respective rooms.
All the candles were lit, but no one made a sound.
They are all waiting.
Waiting for the drumbeat that kicks off the show, and...Master Huang.
Three human heads were placed in the corner of the room. Under the dim candlelight, the fat man only glanced at them and was so frightened that his hair stood on end.
Although these paper heads looked rough in workmanship during the day, when flickered by candlelight at night, each of them seemed to come to life with grinning teeth.
Later, the doctor explained to him, saying that although the workmanship of these paper heads was rough, they were all made with great effort. The person who made the work was a veteran, and each stroke was done by Shen Yun. It was not something that ordinary craftsmen could do. .
The fat man seemed to understand, but he knew that the doctor was very good at painting, especially sketching. A few strokes could outline a person's most important charm. It was through the doctor's paintings that he found Xia Meng.
It is said that art is connected, and the two should be similar...
he thought to himself.
"Huh?" The next second, the fat man's eyes suddenly moved.
"What did you do when you were so surprised?" Xia Meng asked in a low voice. She was also nervous at the moment, and the fat man's sudden voice interrupted her thoughts.
Jiang Cheng turned his head, stared at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
The fat man didn't speak at first. After a while, he asked in a low voice in a less confident tone: "Did you...did you hear anything just now?"
"No."
"What did you hear?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I don't know either." The fat man said honestly: "There's a splash, it seems... it seems like something..." He paused, thought for a while, then swallowed his saliva and said : "Swimming in the lake."
Hearing this, Xia Meng's expression immediately changed, "Are you sure?"
"No." Fatty was a little nervous, "But I really..."
"Boom!"
The eyes of the three people changed at the same time.
It's the sound of drums.
Although it is not very loud, it can be said to be clear in this silent night.
The sound of drums is ethereal and spreads far along the lake.
"Boom!"
Another sound.
"Get your things, let's go," Jiang Cheng put on the paper head first, and then slowly opened the door a crack.
The mist on the lake outside was so thick that it even covered the surface of the lake. If it weren't for the chilling atmosphere, it would really be like a fairyland on earth.
Fatty and Xia Meng also put on their paper heads and followed Jiang Cheng out.
The view is not good now, and the three of them are all wearing costumes and paper heads. Without listening to the sound, it is difficult to tell who is who.
In this way, the three of them groped their way to the lake. During this period, each of the three of them pulled the sleeve of the other person.
This was Jiang Cheng's idea. After all, in this ghost place, even if you disappear for a minute, you might not know what it is when you come back.
The other two groups were faster than them and had now merged. They were standing by the lake and looking towards the other side.
On the other side of the lake... there was a faint light.
At first there were only a few, then a dozen, and finally dozens, all bright red lanterns, just floating on the lake, wandering in the mist.
It was like a gouged out, blood-red eye.
"The drums have sounded, so without further ado," An Xuan's voice came from a head, "Let's gather at the designated location first, and then start preparations."
No one had any objections, this was decided from the beginning.
After walking half a circle along the lake, they finally found a secluded house at the location marked on the paper.
It seemed that no one had been to this house for a long time. When the wooden door was pushed open, there was a long, harsh "creak" sound.
The moonlight is very good tonight. Against the bright moonlight, there are two square red sedans placed in the open space in front of them.
The curtains in front of the sedan door were opened and tucked on the left and right sides, and there was only one seat inside.
The sedan is surrounded by colorful auspicious patterns, which is very festive and seems to be used by wealthy families to welcome their brides.
But at this moment, no one felt happy, because the scene they were going to perform today was to use these two red sedan chairs to... pick up the bride.
In the middle of the night... pick up the bride.
"Have you memorized all the steps?" It was still An Xuan's voice, but at this moment, he, who was always calm, had some ups and downs in his tone.
"The people in our room, plus Brother Chen, are the first group," An Xuan said. "After the third drum sounds, we go up first, and then the rest are the second group, waiting for the fourth drum." Go up and answer the call after the call."
"Remember." An Xuan lowered his voice and emphasized: "After the play starts, everyone should not speak, do not make any unnecessary movements beyond the requirements, and do not take off the paper heads and costumes to avoid changes."
"The sound of five drums means changing the sedan, and the people in the sedan do not need to move. The sound of six drums means that the two groups of people carrying the sedan will disperse from the left and right, and then return here to gather. When the seventh drum sounds, the play will be over. ”
"Okay." He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. The eyes exposed in the eyes of the paper man's head faintly reflected light, "I hope everyone can get through this safely."
After the words fell, the two groups of people rushed to their own red sedans. This was all discussed before.
A group of five people, four bearers and a "bride".
Since she is a bride, it is natural for a woman to dress appropriately, so among An Xuan's group, only Tang Shirou is suitable, while among Jiang Cheng's group, there are two women, Xia Meng and Zuo Jing.
Although they are all acting, at least from a sensory perspective, playing the bride is more dangerous, although the script does not mention who is getting married late at night.
But anyone with long hair will understand that the groom is Mr. Huang.
Because he is the protagonist tonight.
To put it bluntly, people like him are just supporting characters to cooperate with him.
Just when Fatty thought that Xia Meng and Zuo Jing, two seemingly shrewd women, would have a dispute over this matter, Zuo Jing actually accepted the job easily.
This really shocked the fat man.
It seems that in Zuo Jing's eyes, the bride who is betrothed to the young master of the Huang family is safer.
