"What are you going to do!"

Before Liao Huarong could recover from the fear of death of his companion, he saw Li Taiyuan holding a dagger and stabbing Zhao Ziyuan's body.

"Of course, it's self-protection. Didn't you also mention it in your previous information? Do everything we can to meet the passenger's requirements."

Although it was the first time to do such a thing, Li Taiyuan was not only calm, but also kept recalling the pig-killing videos he had watched before, trying to imitate the butcher's technique.

He raised his sword and operated on the corpse. Although the warm blood splattered Li Taiyuan's face, the movements in his hand were not affected at all.

While dividing the body, Li Taiyuan repeated what the little girl said before disappearing: "The limbs belong to grandpa, the internal organs belong to grandma, and the father is responsible for skinning. As for mother, she has to prepare a meeting gift for the bride who is passing by immediately. Why do you think those bags are empty?"

Liao Huarong woke up from a dream and understood what the other party meant.

He looked at Li Taiyuan in disbelief and trembled: "It turns out that you deliberately provoked him to seek death in order to use his body as a sacrifice?"

"It's better to die with him than to suspicion and kill each other. Besides, even if I don't help the fire, his illness will definitely occur in such a high-pressure environment."

There was no guilt on Li Taiyuan's face.

Yang Mingxi was frightened by the audience. Now in this team, Liao Huarong is the best, Li Taiyuan is quick-witted, but he and Zhao Ziyuan performed mediocrely.

If Zhao Ziyuan was still alive, after Li Taiyuan pointed out this road of life, with his character, he would definitely find a way to kill himself, who is the most vulnerable as a woman.

"Sister, look at your expression, you probably understand. If he doesn't die, I'm afraid you will be the sacrifice lying here. Speaking of which, is it that I saved your life?"

Li Taiyuan wiped the blood from her face and grinned at Yang Mingxi.

His skin was white, and now against the backdrop of blood, it showed a pathological weirdness.

Yang Mingxi couldn't help feeling scared, as if the other party was a pervert who was about to attack him.

On the other hand, Liao Huarong also knew very well: the reason why Zhao Ziyuan lost control was because he had not taken medicine for nearly two months and his spirit reached the critical value. This time he participated in the strange talk mission was also a choice he had to make due to survival.

In Liao Huarong's opinion, such a person who is greedy for life and fears death cannot survive for a long time.

Although Li Taiyuan's judgment and approach are not a problem, as a newcomer who is just new to the world of monsters, his performance is too creepy, and his style of conduct is even more ruthless than Liao Huarong expected.

"Why are you two still standing there? Come and help."

Li Taiyuan worked alone for a long time, and when she turned around, she saw Liao Huarong and Yang Mingxi staring at him like monsters, she couldn't help but feel inexplicable.

Seeing Li Taiyuan's expression, Liao Huarong felt his scalp numb.

Unlike the perverted murderer, this man did not show bloodthirsty excitement when he split the corpse. His actions were rational and indifferent, as if he was dealing with a normal job.

Not to mention fear, I have never seen nervousness or anxiety on his face since the beginning, and he has no feelings that normal people should have.

Li Taiyuan had mental problems, but his desire to survive completely lost other messy thoughts at this moment.

Without considering anything else, Liao Huarong gritted his teeth and walked forward, took the knife from Li Taiyuan, and said fiercely: "You can't do this, let me do it."

"Yes, I can't tell you have this trick."

Li Taiyuan wiped blood on her clothes and shouted to Yang Mingxi: "Go, bring all the bags and baskets at the feet of those paper people."

Seeing Liao Huarong taking action, Yang Mingxi also came back to her senses. She quickly got up and wiped away her tears, and found the corresponding thing as Li Taiyuan ordered.

Liao Huarong seemed to be particularly proficient in dissection. With just a knife, he quickly divided the organs and skin required by the little ghost in a short time.

After putting those things into the handbag, briefcase and bamboo basket one by one, Liao Huarong came to his senses and threw away the dagger in his hand in disgust.

Even though he had experienced several terrifying events, when he thought of dismembering his companion with his own hands, the indescribable disgust hit his whole body like a huge wave, making him unable to stop feeling chills.

"It's okay, it's okay, you didn't kill someone, don't feel guilty."

Li Taiyuan comforted Liao Huarong with a light statement and quickly put these things back to the paper man.

After he finished all this, the dim light on his head flashed a few times and then completely went out.

In the darkness, the ethereal and tender childish voice sounded, and what it sang was a weird song:

There is no cloud in the sky, no rain, and there is no matchmaker underground.

Comb your hair, brush your eyebrows, and touch your red lips, and you want to carry on your quilt with a big red wedding dress.

One box of rouge and two boxes of powder, wear pair of embroidered shoes and sit on the heart of the sedan chair.

Two red candles and three incense sticks burned the red light and called their parents.

When crossing mountains and ridges, be careful when crossing rivers and corridors.

The guest shouts, don’t wait, and the bride comes to take her life at midnight.

When the song ended, the temperature in the car suddenly reached freezing point.

A candlelight suddenly lit up in the dark front of the car. With the dark light, Li Taiyuan vaguely saw a woman wearing a big red wedding robe walking towards them.

The candle fire was extinguished, and the soft gold wire and red embroidered shoes stepped on the old wooden ground, making a creaking sound.

A gust of cold wind blew in the sealed carriage for no reason, and the wind was mixed with a lingering and gentle operatic rhyme.

"A little light makeup is white under the lamp, two lines of blood are scorching in their eyes. Why do you have to worry about your husband? I'll sleep together for thousands of years and never think about returning."

The woman's voice is sad and sad, full of endless resentment and gloom.

In the darkness, Li Taiyuan heard her sigh. The ghost bride seemed to be behind her and blew a chill in her ear.

Li Taiyuan reached out and touched it, but found nothing.

The lighting seemed to be completely broken. When the terrifying breath faded, Liao Huarong plucked up the courage to turn on the flashlight of the mobile phone and shone it around.

Only then did he realize that the pale hearse was covered with colored strips of cloth, and yellow and white paper money was scattered around his feet.

There was a desk located across the empty front of the car, with incense and candles on the desk, as well as some rouge and powder for makeup. In addition, it was the pile of bloody offerings placed on the plate.

On both sides of the desk, there were paper-paste sedan chairs and paper-made coffins.

"I still got into a terror...what should I do?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Mingxi looked as if dead and subconsciously looked at Li Taiyuan.

"Don't worry, aren't we dead yet?"

Li Taiyuan was still calm and calm. He turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, found the willow urn just now, and walked towards the coffin with it. Liao Huarong seemed to understand what he meant, and hurried forward to uncover the coffin.

The imaginary horror scene did not appear, the paper coffin was empty and there was nothing.

Everything seemed to be as Li Taiyuan expected. He put the urn into the coffin, covered it with a lid, and came to the sedan chair again.

Yang Mingxi suddenly became nervous. She stared at Li Taiyuan with her breath and saw him slowly lifting up the curtain in front of the sedan chair. Under the curtain, a pair of paper-paste feet were exposed.

Fortunately, the person sitting in the sedan chair was not a ghost, but a paper bride with a red veil and wearing a wedding dress.

Li Taiyuan pulled off the veil without any hesitation, and then he realized that except for no shoes, the paper man bride had no facial features.

"You have also heard the content of the nursery rhyme. The bride of Zishi came to seek her life. The main theme of the lyrics sung by the ghost bride is the ghost marriage. Now we still have time to prepare. Before Zishi, if the bride gets married smoothly, there may be hope for life."

Considering that these tasks could not be completed by himself, Li Taiyuan patiently explained them.

This time, Liao Huarong and Yang Mingxi accepted it quickly.

After analyzing the birth path, the two quickly searched in the car separately. In a few minutes, they found the pair of embroidered shoes outlined by golden thread peonies under a seat.

Put your shoes on for paper people, and the rest is to dress up.

Li Taiyuan picked up the pink eyebrow pencil on the table, looked at the blank face, and was about to start drawing the facial features of the paper man, but Yang Mingxi called him to death.

"Brother Li, let me do it."

Yang Mingxi volunteered: "I have studied art for a few years and my painting skills are pretty good; and I, a girl, is better at makeup and dressing up than you, should be able to do better."

After saying this, she gave Liao Huarong a look, hoping that the other party could say a few words for her.

"What Xiao Yang said makes sense."

Liao Huarong, a big man, knew nothing about makeup. After hearing Yang Mingxi's statement, he immediately agreed with her proposal.

Yang Mingxi naturally had her own plans for rushing to put on makeup on the paper bride: in her opinion, the happy day is very important for the bride. Therefore, she wanted to imitate Li Taiyuan's previous actions to please the little girl.

If the ghost bride can be satisfied, it may give itself a way out at a critical moment.

Li Taiyuan stared at Yang Mingxi, as if thinking about something.

Yang Mingxi felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it. Just when she thought the other party had seen through the little girl in her heart and was about to ask for a few more words, Li Taiyuan had already handed her the powder and pen to her: "Okay, then you can do it. I'll study the other things."
Chapter completed!