After singing these few operas, the masked paper woman turned around and walked down the stairs to the red sedan chair, pointing to four rough paper men carrying the sedan chairs, and said in a broken voice that was completely different from the singing voice: "Please take away the word "行" The bride and groom are about to arrive. Don't put it in this way, don't you know?"

The four rough paper men giggled and didn't say anything. They lifted the sedan chair again and continued to walk towards the backyard one step and three times, to park the sedan chair in the open space in the backyard.

"You two, keep sprinkling flowers." The masked paper man was cold and frowning against the paper man. The paper man, like the rough man, did not resist too much, and obediently stood on both sides of the door, sprinkled petals with mechanized movements in the assembly line, and the petals in the flower basket were endless.

The Turtle Nu of the Pagodao smiled very timidly and said, "When will this bride and groom arrive?"

"It's already on the road." The masked paper woman looked down on the turtle slave from the bottom of her heart. She didn't even give her a look. She snorted and walked towards the broken room. She never showed her face after entering the room, as if the actors came to make up for the scene.

Other paper people were also very scared of masked paper people, especially the courtesan paper people beside me. When I heard the song, I trembled all over. When I saw the true face, I just knelt on the ground. The beauty was fading and I didn't care about continuing to flirt with me.

I didn't feel too much, but this masked female paper man is absolutely beautiful in opera. I don't know what kind of hands can make such a wonderful paper man. If I knew this skill, would I be able to set up a stage to become a opera troupe and make money in a performance? The gimmick is absolutely sufficient. Most people have never seen paper man performing big shows, and money must not be recorded like flowing water.

Just as I was in yy, a very strong and loud shout came from outside the door again: "The eighteenth day of the first lunar month! The auspicious time has come! The newcomer is on the stage!"

I know that this is the main person who is finally going to appear. With such a big show, I don’t know what to ask for. It cannot be a simple superficial skill, and it must have a greater conspiracy. Wait, wait, and at the end, I will take a closer look at what kind of monster this insect egg is.

"Bang...crack...bang..."

There seemed to be fireworks and firecrackers outside the yard, but the sound was much duller than the real world. It was very false, without even a fire, and it was more like a walk-through form.

The sound of firecrackers gradually weakened. The courtesan calmed down and pretended to be pitiful. He snuggled his head on my shoulder. When he raised his head slightly, her lips could just touch my face. He blew the wind at my earlobe from time to time. If it was hot, it would be fine. The key was to cool the wind and easily break the ambiguous atmosphere. My earlobe felt like frostbite, but it shouldn't be like this in my soul state!

I was indifferent and took advantage of her inattention to hold the pig-killing knife hidden in the crack under the table, ready to encounter danger anytime and anywhere, overturn the table and start killing.

I hang out with Brother Liang, I was hungry for nine days and had to get stuck even if I had nothing to do.

The suona was coming as the sound of firecrackers, and the order was played. The familiar "Wedding March" was played, but the song was played with a suona and was a little bit distorted. After all, it was necessary to dig a hole for the groom and groom to throw it into the soil. Anyway, it was very uncomfortable.

"Gotes! Get up to welcome a new couple!"

The master with a strong voice showed his appearance in front of the paper people. He was wearing a tuxedo and a high hat. His palms were particularly standardized and his spotless white gloves. His waist was straight, and his unique white paper face had no blush and painted eyebrows. His facial features were blurred. He could only clearly see a pair of sharp triangle eyes. It could be seen that this was definitely a paper man who was decisive and acted as an emcee.

I had no choice but to put down the pig-killing knife and continue to hide under the table. I stood up with the crowd of paper men and applauded and welcomed them regularly. Now, I have also become much more dedicated to the two paper men who splashed flowers.

Amidst the cheerful welcome, a man and a woman walked in from outside the door. I recognized it at a glance that it was Qiao Mu. However, Qiao Mu was wearing a dark blue wedding dress that a woman wore when she got married during the Tang Dynasty, wearing a phoenix-glass crown, a gold and silver hairpin inserted into the hairpin, and her hands were stroking her lower abdomen. Her makeup was brilliant and beautiful, but her eyes were closed and tears were poured out of her eyes. If Qiao Mu had originally had a face of 80, plus this tear effect, she could definitely get more than 95 points. Hucai was pitiful and moved, and she wanted all the men in the world to protect her in her arms, and she couldn't bear to see the jade was contaminated with the dust of the world.

The man next to her is not a paper man, but also a soul body. He is not very handsome, with a national face, triangular eyes, a big nose, and a long mouth that can cover the hair on his forehead. If it weren't for the scene of a suit, the man would probably have only one smell on his body, which was despicable.

The two of them had their own unique walking postures. Before Qiao Mu raised his foot and landed, he would pause in the air for ten seconds, and finally he seemed to be forced to walk forward. The man was walking forward like a two-year-old child just learned to walk. His knees were not strong and he almost fell down several times, but the master of ceremonial paper man did not go over to help him.

After I saw Qiaomu, I almost called her name, but I kept it in my mind and it was too unsafe to start without figuring out the actual situation.

Seeing that the two of them walked down the steps, and after reaching the center of the yard, they stopped moving forward, the paper master stood one meter away in front of the two, lowered their hands and signaled the paper man present to stop applause.

After the applause disappeared, he coughed and let out a gentle throat. Without too much cumbersome consciousness, he directly and decisively shouted to the two people in front of him: "Word of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, there is smoke on the Three Lives Stone."

Following the voice of the emcee's paper man, the two bowed forward and bowed forward. After a big gift, they waited for three seconds before they could reappear.

"Word the essence of the sun and the moon, and everything grows by him."

The two bowed to the front again.

"Word three times for spring, summer, autumn and winter, and good weather and good harvests."

The two bowed to the front three times.

The paper master of ceremonials didn't know if he had a wrong head, and crossed the second worship hall and shouted on the spot: "Honey and wife bow together!"

The two took steps, leaving an appropriate distance between faces and faces, and making a couple's greeting each other.

Seeing this attitude, I must stop it, otherwise the next step is to enter the bridal chamber. If the raw rice is cooked, then everything will be done by then. I hold the pig-killing knife in my left hand and grab the round table with my right hand. Before I could overturn the table with force, I rose up and the change happened again.

"I don't agree with this marriage!"

A man held a round-headed black oil-paper umbrella. The umbrella was not completely opened or tightened. As the umbrella was shrinking, he could see two white cranes on the surface of the umbrella. He first pierced the paper man in front of him, and then threw the paper man aside. He rushed out of the broken room and angrily expressed that he did not agree to the marriage between them.

Alas? Why does the oil-paper umbrella look so familiar? Isn’t this the one that Qiao Mu’s house put in the sofa box in the living room? How come it suddenly appears here?

Alas? Who is this man? Why do you look familiar? No! Why does he look the same as the groom? Fuck! Are even ghosts starting to pay attention to twins these days? But there are many different places when you look closely.

The man holding an oil-paper umbrella was wearing a windbreaker when traveling. The artery on his neck was pierced by a large glass slag, and blood was emitted. There were a lot of broken glass slags on his face, and the gas circulating between his eyebrows was different, one was dead air and the other was vulgar air.

Alas? Why did he tear up the groom with the oil paper umbrella? Damn it! It's done! It's done!

Damn! This groom uses a beautiful trick to use the insect insult! It's definitely the egg of the insect.

I have to help, seeing that this man is not able to tear the groom with a piece of oil paper umbrella.
Chapter completed!