my neighbor is a zombie

Chapter 45 Ghost Marriage ([-])
"Oh heh heh heh heh, it's such a joy to have friends coming from afar, why bother to go back?"

The voice was sharp, cold, and erratic as if it came from the depths of the netherworld.

Hurrah la la la-

A dozen or so paper figurines in red rushed out from the bamboo forest, and surrounded Mo Xiaotong and the two of them!
The pale face had a horrible smile, and the blood-red lips said repeatedly: "Kill, kill, kill..."

"Fight!"

Fang Xiaoyu was about to swing the mahogany sword.

Mo Xiaotong's heart moved, he suddenly held Fang Xiaoyu down, and said:

"and many more."

The words of the man (ghost) in the bamboo forest just now, and the bamboo forest in the underworld, made Mo Xiaotong feel that he seemed to be a little pretentious and arrogant, so Mo Xiaotong decided to give it a try and see if there was a turning point. .

Facing the approaching paper figurines, Mo Xiaotong held back his fear, stepped back and said loudly:

"Who is that, you said that it is a joy to have friends coming from afar. Is this how you treat friends?"

The voice snorted,
"You are a bit interesting, woman."

"When the guests arrive, the host doesn't treat them with good wine and good food, but instead greets them with vicious servants and fierce dogs. Is this the reason for entertaining guests?" Mo Xiaotong said again.

"Oh heh heh heh heh—" the voice laughed again, the sharp sound almost pierced Mo Xiaotong's eardrums.

The movement of the paper figurine stopped.

"It's reasonable. It's my son who didn't think carefully. Please invite two guests in."

The voice said quietly.

The paper people moved suddenly and moved out of the way, and the leader even waved his sleeves lightly, signaling for the two to go in.

Fang Xiaoyu wiped off his cold sweat, and whispered to Mo Xiaotong:
"It's really yours."

"Let's go, don't make this hospitable host wait too long." Mo Xiaotong said.

It's a blessing, not a curse, and a curse can't be avoided. If you stretch your head out and shrink your head, it's a knife.

Mo Xiaotong walked all the way, thinking about the heroic deeds of the revolutionary predecessors in her heart all the way. At this moment, she has this feeling of fearless generosity and righteousness, which is only a bag of explosives.

Not long after entering the bamboo forest, I saw an elegant house, and there were bursts of piano music.

Getting closer, Mo Xiaotong saw a figure in front of Ya She.

Toga with big sleeves and a towering crown, dressed as if he had just left the set of an ancient costume film.

The figure was sitting cross-legged in front of a stone platform, on which stood a guqin, with his head lowered, his ten fingers hooked and pressed, and he played it very intently.

At the end of the song, the figure looked up and smiled slightly:
"Excuse me, guest, how is this song?"

Emma!

At that moment, Mo Xiaotong was shocked.

What an astonishing face it is.

I saw a face smeared with an unknown number of inches of makeup, the face was as white as frost, the lips were as red as blood, the eyebrows were hanging down, and the makeup was smoky, and a big red flower of the same style as Ximen Qing was inserted obliquely in the temple, and it was slightly turning red at the moment lips, and asked with a smile: "Excuse me, guest, how is this song?"

Ah ah ah? !
What about the saying "Moshang is like jade, and your son is unparalleled in the world"?

What the hell!With such an ugly face, how much confidence does it take to call yourself a "son"! !
No wonder this person, no, this ghost would make me and Yao Caishan look like that, it turns out that this guy's aesthetics is really strange and has reached a new height, directly breaking through my psychological limit.

But the complaints in his heart belong to the complaints, Mo Xiaotong still reacted, and clapped his hands gently with a smile:

"Okay, okay, this song should only exist in the sky, in the world, no, it's rare to hear it in the underworld."

(End of this chapter)