Global thriller: My organs have a mind of their own

Chapter 178

Horn! Horn~

Knock knock!

In the sound of festive gongs, drums, and suona.

The procession of paper people greeting relatives is officially departing.

It's just that in this team full of paper figures and full of the aura of the underworld.

A man in a dark red wedding dress stood out.

This man is handsome, indifferent, slender and sturdy, even if he is wearing a shabby wedding dress, he is dressed in a decadent and handsome feeling.

He sat on a miserable white paper horse, his eyes looked around, his expression was calm and calm, and his whole person exuded heart-wrenching confidence.

"Is this ghost village made of paper?"

Sitting on a paper horse that constantly squeaks, it is easy to resist the yin energy released by the paper horse.

Lin Soul glanced around and found that the surrounding buildings were all made of paper.

Near these buildings, paper figures with stiff expressions stood in place, twisting their painted facial features, staring at the arrival of the kissing procession.

A hint of coolness gradually created in the air.

It was like spider silk, sticking to Lin Soul's body.

Feeling the coolness that wanted to invade his body, Lin Soul looked at the paper figures around him with a cold gaze.

"Hee-hee!"

"Haha!"

"The groom is getting happy money~"

"How can you pick up the bride without giving out the wedding money?"

"Joy money!"

"There is no money to take your life~"

There were bursts of playful laughter, and one by one the paper figures walked out, blocking the way to greet their relatives, stretching out their stiff arms.

As the way to greet relatives was blocked, Lin Soul suddenly felt an invisible resentment coming.

The resentment of this woman with bursts of crying like a song made his scalp tingle for a while.

"Is this voice coming from the ghost bride?"

Lin Soul was not sure, but he knew that if his way to greet his relatives was blocked by these paper figures, he was afraid that he would die a miserable death.

"Hey......"

Looking at the more and more paper figures in front of him, Lin Soul closed his eyes and sighed slightly.

"Me...... I hate violence, but why do people keep pushing me?"

A thick darkness spread from the shadows, enveloping the entire street in an instant.

The paper figure blocking the road felt that something was wrong under his feet, and his facial features showed expressions of surprise and anger.

They looked at Lin Soul and let out a resentful roar.

"The bridegroom has killed someone!"

"The bridegroom is an executioner!"

"The bridegroom has no humanity!"

"The bridegroom must not die well!"

"It's annoying!"

Gouging out his ears, Lin Soul snapped his fingers.

In the next second, the blood flame mixed with black silk directly ignited all the paper figures on the street and turned into bright pillars of fire.

Black smoke rose from the pillar of fire, and the faces of the miserable howls kept writhing in it.

They looked at the forest soul with a normal expression with resentment and fear, and gradually disappeared into the air.

"It's brighter, keep going. "

beckoned, and the black shadow on the ground absorbed all the grievance crystals left by the burned paper man and sent them back to Lin Soul's hands.

Lin Soul glanced at it, stopped in place, and the team of paper figures that even Xile had forgotten to play was full of Dao.

"What are you waiting for? Don't you know how much time is running out?"

Horn Horn!

Knock knock!

Hearing the voice of Lin Soul, the paper man woke up like a dream and set off again.

This time, though, they're at least twice as fast as they were just now.

Obviously, Lin Soul's operation just now scared these ill-minded paper people a lot, and they didn't dare to secretly engage in moths.

No way.

This time, the bridegroom was too brutal.

And it's strong and unreasonable.

They're just poor paper people.

Not a terrorist who treats his life as child's play.

for them.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

Even if they're not human anymore.

Although I was scared to death, the paper figure who played the joy was very dedicated and full of passion to blow the joy like rock.

In this joy that has changed its taste.

The paper people in the ghost village only dared to stare at the departure of the welcoming team viciously, but none of them dared to jump out to make trouble.

The large pile of torches just now was too bright.

Not only did it illuminate half of the village, but it also illuminated the long-forgotten fears in the hearts of these paper people.

They coaxed.

They looked at the procession that was about to arrive at the ghost bride's residence, and they could only curse in their hearts with resentment on their faces.

But he didn't dare to really jump out to find trouble with the groom's officer.

At the back of the greeting procession, a place of paper ash still has residual warmth.

They don't want to be one of those pieces of paper ash.

"Yinfu has arrived!"

Without the guys in the way, the speed of the greeting team quickly increased.

It only took a long time to arrive at a magnificent mansion.

On the door of this mansion hangs a plaque with two words written on it: "Yin Mansion".

"The bridegroom, it's time for you to call the door. "

Lin Soul sat on the horse, looked at the Yin Mansion with the door closed in front of him, and turned his head to look at the paper man who was in charge of leading the horse on the side.

After the paper figure used to kill chickens and monkeys was dragged off by him, he casually picked another paper figure from home to lead the horse for himself.

Compared with the previous paper man, this paper man is very honest, and he didn't even say half a word of nonsense along the way.

It was only then that it uttered such a sentence.

"Call the door?"

Lin Soul looked at the welcoming team that had dispersed, silently dismounted, and walked towards the Yin Mansion.

He doesn't know the ancient rules of marriage, and he doesn't know if what the paper man said is right.

But it doesn't matter.

If this paper figure dares to set himself up, then releasing the ghost hair wrapped around it is enough to strangle him into a pile of waste paper.

Coming to the door of the Yin Mansion, Lin Soul raised his hand and grabbed the metal handle of the gate.

A biting chill came from the handle.

Let Lin Soul raise his eyebrows.

He felt that the handle felt somewhat familiar.

It's very much like the ghost coffin I just touched.