Xie Chen walked over slowly and opened the door gently.
There was another maid whom she had never met before, standing at the door with a smile.
"Uncle, I know you are nervous, are you ready?"
Xie Chen looked behind her, and saw two short paper figures with pale faces and dull eyes standing there.
"come in."
Xie Chen glanced at them and turned around slowly.
The unmarried wife ended up being buried in a sea of fire, and the beast killed by her mother-in-law also ended up being turned into charcoal.
Could it be that his appearance was to replace the groom official who had never appeared in this copy?
Xie Chen knew it better than anyone else.
But now Xie Chen has not thought about who will light such a fire in the end.
This matter is also very important, and it even depends on whether he can survive the wedding.
This human skin in the room...
When Xie Chen entered the room, he glanced at his bed with dark eyes.
"never mind."
It is estimated that the process of killing people has more twists and turns than I imagined.
After receiving Xie Chen's permission, the maid and the two white-faced paper figures behind her also followed in Xie Chen's footsteps.
There was only one stool in the room, so Xie Chen ignored these things that were not human beings and sat on it alone.
Except for the maid standing guard.
The two white-faced paper men began to prepare the makeup items they brought in.
Xie Chen closed his eyes and asked the maid beside him: "How much time is left before the wedding starts?"
The maid smiled slightly, and did not say to look at the clock. She answered directly: "Back to my uncle, it's still a long time before the wedding starts. It's close to an hour and a half."
"Don't worry, uncle, we will solve your makeup problem as soon as possible and it won't take too long."
Xie Chen nodded slightly, and then sighed.
The people on the side didn't react at all, they all stood quietly, which convinced Xie Chen of his suspicion.
Even the maidservant is not a person of flesh and blood, and all this is just a reenacted farce...
Xie Chen sighed.
Originally, I thought I would be able to save some time to deal with the paper matchmaker, but looking at it now, there is really a time lag.
There are only less than a few hours left in a day and a half.
I just don’t know if I can survive the final wedding night safely.
If that doesn't work, you have to rely on the pocket watch in your pocket.
The two prepared paper figures walked towards him, and Xiechen couldn't help but open his eyes.
A wave of goosebumps instantly spread all over my body.
Originally, it was because of this that I closed my eyes and built myself up mentally, but when I actually saw it, I still couldn't stand it.
There really are skin painters, and they are the paper figures of the wedding team.
Xie Chen pretended as if nothing had happened and let the paper man next to him paste a large piece of wet flesh on his face.
The pungent smell of blood penetrated into his nose, and there was a stinging feeling on his face, like a piece of paper with a large pool of snot, being wiped desperately on his face.
Even if I have a stronger willpower, I can't bear it at all.
Fortunately, it didn't last long, so Xie Chen barely suppressed his desire to escape.
It's just that his face is still sticky and wet. No matter how much he rejects it, it's of little use.
After the two paper figures were busy for a long time, Xie Chen's inner world was about to explode.
Finally, I understand why no one in the real world can pretend to be dead all the time. The mere process of having an embalmer trim your "remains" is not something that most people can bear.
After the two paper figures stopped for a moment, Xie Chen stood up immediately.
I don't even dare to look in the mirror now, but I'm still a little unsure in my heart whether the person I'm playing now is the young master of that family who died young.
Alas, trouble.
Just as Xie Chen was about to subconsciously rub his eyebrows, his hand was grabbed by the white-faced paper man beside him.
But even so, Xie Chen's fingers still touched something that shouldn't be touched.
A slippery thing wrapped around his finger, leaving a pool of liquid on it.
Xie Chen suddenly felt a strong sense of awkwardness all over his body.
There seemed to be no one in the silent room.
Nothing grabs my hand at all, but I grab myself.
Drops of blood slid down his arm.
Could it be that the maid and the paper man just now were all hallucinations?
Xie Chen immediately grabbed the tip of his tongue and bit it hard. Severe pain suddenly swept through his brain.
The scenes in the surrounding rooms were also peeling off little by little, and finally fell into pieces.
Xie Chen had a look of pain on his face, and a severe stinging pain came from his head. He ignored the blood still stained on his hands and covered his head with both hands.
When he opened his eyes again, a familiar mirror appeared in front of him.
The dark, squirming things were wrapped around his head, and his face was entangled in the mirror until only one eye was left.
Xie Chen screamed in fear, holding the thing on his head with both hands and tearing it apart.
Those squirming black objects began to get tighter and tighter under Xie Chen's struggle. Even if Xie Chen slammed his head against the mirror, it was of no avail.
In desperation, Xie Chen had no choice but to endure the severe pain, put his hand into his pocket, took out the pocket watch, and then pressed the button on the watch several times.
Still no effect.
A faint sound of gongs and drums came from outside.
Feeling that his perspective gradually broadened and the severe pain in his head gradually eased, Xie Chen fell to his knees and gasped for air.
Drops of blood stayed down his cheek. Looking at the blood dripping on the ground, Xie Chen felt that his vision was a little blurry.
When he touched his cheek again, Xie Chen could not help but grimace because of the pain in several places.
After standing up and looking into the mirror, Xie Chen was stunned.
There was a large amount of blood red on his face, and there were several whole wounds scattered on his face.
It was like peeling off his own face alive.
Could it be that some weirdness in the world of ghost stories has affected him?
But it doesn’t make sense.
If it was really contaminated by strangeness, how could these reactions only occur now?
wrong……
It's because the time for the copy is coming to an end, and all counterattacks are coming.
"There seemed to be gongs and drums just now."
"Where is this?"
After figuring out the cause and effect, Xie Chen slowly turned his attention to his surroundings.
What comes into view are pieces of dark wooden boards covered with mold.
"Isn't this the bathroom from before?"
"But where is the bride in red from before?"
Xie Chen started to look around the entire bathroom, but couldn't see anyone.
Compared with the previous bathroom, although the entrance and exit were not much different, it was obvious that there was a stronger smell of charcoal.
"The auspicious time has come."
An extremely sharp shout came from outside the bathroom, and the door opened at this moment.
The outside of the dim old house is filled with white candles. How does this look like a wedding ceremony?
Xie Chen only felt a little numb, but two shaky pieces of paper were found at the door, floating sideways against the door.
The empty eyes cut out with scissors were staring at Xie Chen.
Xie Chen spat and slowly walked towards the door.
After leaving the bathroom, several bursts of laughter followed, and the entire aisle was pitch black.
The cold and cold atmosphere was particularly strong, and there was also a strong rancid smell.
This time there were not only white-faced paper figures, but also red and yellow paper, taking up most of the area.
I originally thought this was in an ancient house.
But until Xie Chen reached the end of the corridor, he did not reach the main hall.
What appeared in front of him was a half-burned door with only charcoal left.
Although Xie Chen hesitated for a while, he finally put his hand gently on the already charred door handle.
When the dark toner was stained on his hands, the door was opened.
The faint flickering candlelight appeared in front of him.
This is a closed room.
It seemed pitch black.
Xie Chen looked at the table directly in front of him, which was covered with white cloth and had a big word "Die" written on it.
"Hee hee hee."
High-pitched laughter echoed in the room, one after another.
Two blurry figures, one black and one white, appeared in front of him.
Followed by the weird face of the paper matchmaker.
The two eyeballs bleeding out of blood were just half-protruding on the face, and the rest of the face was torn into strips.
Xiechen's lips trembled slightly, but he still opened his mouth to ask this disgusting grimace.
"Are you his mother?"
His voice floated back and forth throughout the gloomy room, but he didn't get a direct answer.
The ghostly face appeared looming under the fire, as if it could disappear at any time.
Just when the candle on the offering table was about to go out.
The grimace suddenly rushed towards him, and then gradually enlarged.
"Young man, I can't marry this witch, I can't marry..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Xie Chen looked at the grimace printed in front of him, still unmoved.
"Even if you don't tell me, I still know that you are his mother. Isn't your son also a short-lived thing?"
"If it weren't for a few stinky money and deceiving his mother, how could you propose this marriage to a dead short-lived ghost?"
Xie Chen smiled contemptuously, but his eyes were a little cold.
The grimace became distorted under Xie Chen's words, as if it was about to roll up into a ball.
"I don't allow you to say that about my son!"
"That woman...is that bitch!"
"She killed someone!"
"She killed someone!"
Seeing the twisted grimace in front of him screaming hysterically, Xie Chen couldn't help but feel ridiculous.
"how about you?"
"If there was no forced marriage, this kind of thing wouldn't happen."
"It's just your own fault."
The paper matchmaker's twisted grimace began to laugh.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"But didn't they say that they really love each other?"
Xie Chen's face was full of doubts, what did this mean?
