Live broadcast enters into science, and the evil soldiers take advantage of it at the beginning? Jia

The old man was wearing very strange clothes. The fabric of the clothes looked like Mauni and the workmanship was very exquisite.

The upper body has several layers. The outermost layer is a buttoned maroon double-breasted top with a flower pattern in the center and the yellow word "福" on both sides of the dress.

The lower body is trousers with lines and complicated patterns. They are all very auspicious patterns that the elderly will like.

He also wears a round melon skin hat on his head, and the shoes on his feet are also specially matched.

Although the clothes are cheerful, they reveal an unconventional weirdness.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but think of what he had seen in the countryside when he was a child.

A shroud for the dead.

almost exactly the same.

The old man's face was also extremely pale, with a red spot on his cheeks.

Just like the paper man he had stabbed.

And it is so weak that it can be blown away by a gust of wind. Where is the physique of a living person?

Jiang Yuan winked at Song Pang, "Don't make a fuss, it will be bad if you scare the old man."

Fatty Song felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

[This is the shroud, brother, old man? 】

[Fuck, it scared me to tears. Someone like this suddenly appeared. Who can stand this? 】

[Brother Jiang’s live broadcast has always had a tendency to care whether the audience lives or lives]

[I look much uglier than Song Pang at this time]

【shroud! ! ! 】

【Help, I'm so scared】

The sound of music is closer,

It seems that it will appear in the field of vision soon.

"Let's go." The old man spoke to Jiang Yuan, opening his mouth, which was full of black holes without any teeth.

It looks weird.

"Why are you squatting here? Come and take a seat with me quickly, the wedding is about to start."

"When the auspicious time comes, the bride will be here soon."

"It is said that it is the most beautiful one in the ten miles and eight towns."

The old man had a strange smile on his face and his mouth was stiff, "Our bride."

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Old man, does your son have a wife?"

"No, it's me."

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, thinking, old man, how old are you? Do you still have a wife? Love at dusk?

"How old is your wife?"

"You are eighteen years old, just like a flower."

Jiang Yuan really couldn't stand it anymore.

However, the old man had already moved forward, and as he walked, he disappeared into the mist.

"Brother Jiang, shall we go there?"

"Go, why don't you go? Since the groom has invited us, we are worthy of attending the table." Jiang Yuan walked over.

He found a very central location with a good view and could see everywhere.

Before sitting down, he touched the table.

It's made of solid wood, not paper.

He sat down with confidence. In the mist around him, some guests had already appeared in other places.

It's just that they either have their heads lowered or their faces are pale, none of them look festive.

Fatty Song was submissive.

First he looked around, then lowered his head, not daring to look anywhere.

Pretty scary.

He squeezed his hands and said, "Brother Jiang, we had a wedding banquet, but we didn't follow the etiquette?"

"We don't want to eat, we just watch. We mainly focus on companionship."

"Ah this..."

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" the clear bell sounded.

Soon, a boy and a girl appeared carrying plates.

They put the red wedding plate on the table and added some candies to it, which were candies wrapped in brown paper.

It seems to be very contemporary.

The girl was still humming a little tune, not knowing why she was happy.

Jiang Yuan still couldn't figure out whether the target in this mission was the old man just now or the bride who hadn't appeared yet.

But according to the word "bridal", it is more likely to be the bride.

"The bride is coming."

The virgin suddenly said, "What number is this?"

"I can't remember clearly." The boy's face was expressionless and his body was very stiff. "The master likes young ones, so he will always send them over."

"This bride is only 18 years old, and the master likes her."

The virgin clapped her hands, "When the bride arrives, we will go to the wedding room!"

"No." The boy was a little scared, "You have forgotten what happened last time..."

As the two talked, their voices gradually became inaudible and they went to other tables.

Only one sentence came,

"The guests at that table just now were very strange. The fat guest was different from us."

"Mind your own business."

Song Fatty heard this and was horrified, "Brother Jiang, they are tricking me. I am a human being. If they are found out, I will die, right?"

"Why don't they talk about you?"

"Could it be that I look rather awkward?"

Although Jiang Yuan did not use disguise, he was now a ghost soldier and had many merit points that were useless.

Maybe these two boys and girls were too shallow, so they felt the aura on their bodies and thought they were the same kind.

"You have a rosy complexion and look more popular."

"Really?" Fatty Song rubbed his face, "It seems that it's not good to look too good."

Jiang Yuan smiled.

The sound of the suona got closer.

At the other end of the wooden bridge, there was already a faint hint of red.

The leader plays the suona and drums, and his figure can already be seen.

turn around,

The tables were full.

In addition to him and Fatty, Jiang Yuan's table had two more people sitting at their table out of thin air.

There was one sitting on a bench.

There is a woman with long hair who covers her face, and there is another man who is somewhat disabled.

They sat on the stools, looking numb, and raised their hands to eat the wedding candies on the table.

Looking through the white mist, he looked at the wedding procession over there.

It seemed that he didn't care about the existence of Jiang Yuan and Song Pang at all.

Fatty Song swallowed hard.

When he turned around, he saw such a woman sitting on his right side. He almost jumped up.

Fortunately, I held back.

Otherwise, all the "guests" here will definitely notice me.

The sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" sounded again.

After the boys and girls placed the wedding plates and candies, they came out carrying a big tray.

The people at the first table all took out red envelopes from their pockets and placed them on the red tray.

The virgin was very satisfied and went to the second table.

The third table...

Song Fatty became anxious, "Brother Jiang, I've told you that you need to pay as a gift to eat at a banquet. This is the rule even in the underworld, not to mention the human world!"

"What should we do now? Our Lord will accompany us?"

"Can they allow us to do this?"

The male and female spies at this table had already taken out red paper bags from their clothes.

Very neat, placed on the table.

Jiang Yuan pursed his lips and saw the boys and girls over there coming to receive the gifts.

They also stared at Fatty Song with particularly keen eyes.

If this causes trouble, I'm afraid it will be exposed.

"Guest, gift money." The girl came over with a sly smile.

The guests at the same table were already about to pick up the red envelopes.

Jiang Yuan stood up directly, picked up the two red envelopes on the table, and put them into the girl's tray.

"They are husband and wife, and we are brothers. We are all from the same family. Two gifts are enough."

The virgin thought for a moment,

This statement is also accepted by default.

Turn around and go to another table.

But just when Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he found two cold eyes falling on him...