The sound of the suona sounded closer and closer in the bamboo forest, and a thick fog suddenly overflowed from the forest, covering the entire bamboo forest with great force. Two teams of paper figures came towards Lu Mang and Haosi from both ends of the bamboo forest.

A head in white mourning clothes, a suona ascending to the sky, more than a dozen white paper figures wearing brown bamboo hats, holding willow branches wrapped with white cloth strips and waving in their hands, eight faceless paper figures carrying a black coffin, each with the word "Den" written in black on the face.

A strange red wedding dress, a suona playing to celebrate, more than a dozen white paper figures wearing red hats, red silk tied around the waist and waving when jumping, eight faceless paper figures carrying a red sedan chair, with the golden word [囍] engraved on Every paper face.

The red was not really red, it was strangely dazzling.

"Red and white demons?" Haosi's expression changed.

On the road to the underworld, the two evil spirits are the most vicious.

"It's okay," Lu Mang sighed and observed the path of the Shuangsha, "They probably didn't come to attack. Let's take a few steps back to make way for the Shuangsha."

After Haosi listened to Lu Mang's words, the two of them retreated together.

The two paper figures coming from both sides, blowing loud suonas in the heavy fog, were still rushing in a line, as if they were about to collide.

The sedan chair swayed, revealing hanging red embroidered shoes from under the curtain, and white socks stained with blood.

The black coffin shook, a jagged and skeletal hand stretched out from under the lid, and dust fell on the groom's clothes.

"The red and white demons are two evil spirits. One is the bride who died when she got married, and the other is the young man who died young and was wronged." Lu Mang frowned, "This is the yin match."

The suona suddenly stopped.

The corpse lying in the coffin slowly sat up, its face, which had rotted to the point of showing its bones, turned, and suddenly its eyelids opened, revealing two empty holes.

The sedan chair approached and was pushed away by the bones of the bones——

The bride in her wedding dress was hanging from the door beam of the sedan chair. The dried tears had long since smeared away the white powder and rouge, and the blood flowing out of the corners of her mouth had long dried up.

——She not only hanged herself in the sedan chair, but also bit her tongue on the way to get married.

The ghost groom in the coffin reached out and roughly broke the hanging rope, dragged the bride over and strangled her into the coffin.

Haosi couldn't help but get goosebumps, and he couldn't help but have a weird thought:

"It turns out that we are really matched by this kind of fate - I remember that secret kisses can make a lot of money. Can the game provide relevant smuggling methods?"

The sound of the suona gradually disappeared, the figure of the paper man gradually faded away, gradually becoming nothingness, and everything returned to the original silence.

The thick fog in the bamboo forest gradually disappeared, and the evening sunlight shone through the light mist.

"This is a really good deal."

Lu Mang estimated the profit and couldn't help but think carefully, "Nirvana seems to be in contact with these businesses, and it cooperates with many big companies. There are quite a few connections there. There will be a ship party in a week, maybe it can be done."

"Then we need to find some that have just gone down and are still wearing makeup." Haosi thought about it and couldn't help but rub his hands. "The good-looking ones will definitely sell for a good price."

"Then go out and do it again."

Lu Mang nodded in agreement and thought about the scene just now:

"The plot clip just now means that the business in this small town is related to shady marriages. The bride looks like she committed suicide..."

"I'm afraid she's afraid that her husband won't love me, or that she's too small to accommodate her husband and find a smaller one," Haosi sneered, "I've seen too many women like this. Either they can't give birth, or they have some hidden disease and they're ashamed of themselves. die."

Lu Mang paused and frowned tightly: "Women die on the way to get married, and they may not be happy."

"That's because they are pretentious and can't think about it. Chief, you don't spend much time with women, so you don't know the rules here."

Haosi said with disdain:

"What kind of career did these women have before they got married? They are unwilling to let go of even a little bit of power. In fact, they are despicable - which of them doesn't get married in the end? If you get married, you have to obey the man and have children honestly, otherwise Just beat them up! They don't dare to run away. What will happen to their families if they run away? If they get married, beating them to death will at best count as a family conflict.

"I remember that my sister, who is related by blood, used to be so virtuous. She married someone in the village to exchange money for me, but she actually went to the city and became some kind of manager. I heard she had saved millions. Who I know how she saved it, but she didn't give it to me. Fortunately, my mother and father deceived her and sold her for a small 100,000 yuan, which is a high price.

"At first there were still people looking for her, but then she was locked up for a few years and no one cared about her. After giving birth to a few children, she went crazy. Who knows, her husband probably sold her again. Anyway, she couldn't sell anything. That’s a good price. I’ll see if he’s dead when I get out. Maybe he’ll be a match for marriage. If he’s not dead, I’ll find a way to kill him and make some money to spend.” Lu Mang frowned, looked sideways after hearing this, and sneered:

"I don't care about your family affairs. I can dig out your mother and sell it as much as I want. I can't guess women, but the female players I saw are not low-ranking. When will you change your short-sightedness of underestimating the enemy?" Lose?

"Quan Heng has broken many records. Although she overestimates her ability to mess with the seventh floor, she is still considered a capable person, not to mention that Song Jingyun is here."

If it weren't for the fact that Nirvana's directors had issued a notice to build momentum for the two people's heads, and it involved such a large PK, he wouldn't have bothered to confront the thorn head head-on.

"She got into the Big Dipper in just one Sequence B. You can imagine how rubbish this kind of judgment is. I was not involved. If I opened a profession, the Mad Hatter would be a stepping stone. Bai Yi is a waste and can be killed by a newcomer. Lose."

Haoshi turned his head disdainfully and looked at Lu Mang, confused and irritated.

"Chairman, you are too careful. Isn't her partner only Song Jingyun? If it weren't for the fact that the rewards were not enough at that time to climb up to me, this Taoist priest surnamed Song would have been rotten by now!"

"you're right."

Lu Mang's frown relaxed, and he snorted coldly, his face twisted together: "Quan really thought that he could challenge Double S after breaking a few records - let's go, if you find Quan Heng, just deal with them, and hurry up and finish it" Task.

"——Our biggest enemy is the time limit of PK."

……

Mu family courtyard.

"Everywhere in this place is locked."

Song Jingyun tugged on the door lock of the southernmost courtyard, pushed the door open and looked inside, only to see a field of desolate weeds and a dry well in the center.

"I didn't bring any lock-picking tools. Last night when I was picking locks to steal tributes, I accidentally... got them!"

Song Jingyun said as he dug into the pocket of his Taoist robe and pulled out a piece of soft steel wire.

"Hey, I found it." Song Jingyun held up the wire and said happily, "Lock picking tool."

Mu Jing held Mu Xiaoliu, who was leaning towards Quan Heng, tightly frowning as she watched Song Jingyun holding the wire and pushing it into the keyhole.

"I, I have met Taoist priests before...I always feel that Taoist brother doesn't look like a Taoist priest."

Quan Heng stretched out his hand from his pocket and scratched the puppy's chin, watching Mu Xiaoliu narrow his eyes in contentment and shake his short tail like a propeller.

"Song Jingyun..." Quan Heng considered, "He has a more personal style."

"Oops, this lock cylinder seems to be broken." Song Jingyun pulled out the wire and scratched his head in embarrassment, "It can't be opened."

Quan Heng withdrew his hand teasing the puppy, and signaled Song Jingyun to get out of the way:

"Twinkle."

The latter hesitated and stepped back, doubting: "You know it? You need wire..."

Quan Heng kicked the bottom of the door knocker, using the enhanced power to directly break the connection!

Song Jingyun: "?!"

The door creaked and swung inward with a whine——

"Hurry up." Quan Heng turned his head and his tone remained gentle.

Song Jingyun: "......"

Row.

The story of selling my sister is adapted from real events

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