Paper Figures

A strong sense of danger gathered and then began to intensify.

"Mr. Bo, what you said isn't right."

A voice, unhurried, interrupted the current tension. Xi Guici, who had entered at some unknown time, picked up the conversation.

The Village Chief turned his head and, seeing someone speak up for him, his expression improved. "It's... fine."

Before he could finish speaking, his face turned green with anger at the man's next words.

Xi Guici chuckled softly, "Just parents aren't enough. The whole village should slit their throats. And you wouldn't have to worry about who goes first or last, you could all keep each other company on the road to the underworld."

(Village Chief Emotion Points +9999)

Those words were too inhuman, a direct, indiscriminate attack.

The Village Chief's face was about to crack from anger. He flicked his sleeve and, without further interaction with the two, stormed off in a rage.

"Mr. Bo."

Xi Guici pulled out a stool and forcibly sat next to Bo Shuo.

A space had cleared around Bo Shuo; no one dared to get close. In the end, only Sang Yu and Xi Guici were left sitting next to Bo Shuo.

"You're not allowed to get close to Mr. Bo."

Sang Yu said coldly. She had keenly sensed the displeasure in the young man's eyes and stepped forward, intending to separate them.

Xi Guici narrowed his eyes. Of course, he wouldn't leave. His gaze at Sang Yu was not friendly, sinister like a venomous snake.

He had disliked this person for a long time. Or rather, he disliked anyone who got close to Bo Shuo.

Why were these people allowed to follow Bo Shuo?

But then he turned back to his gentle, fragile appearance, feigning weakness, "Mr. Bo, don't you want to know what I did when I went out?"

Bo Shuo looked at him indifferently, a mocking smile pulling at his lips. "If I ask, will you tell me?"

"Of course," Xi Guici blinked, placing himself in a very low position. "As long as Mr. Bo is willing to ask."

He lowered his voice, almost intimately, "I will tell you everything."

"But I don't trust you."

The black-haired youth's sharp, cold eyebrows lifted slightly, as fierce as a drawn sword in the snow.

His indifferent gaze fell unhurriedly on Xi Guici, as if assessing the truth of his words.

Xi Guici's throat tightened with excitement, the corners of his eyes turning slightly red.

He preemptively offered his sincerity, "Mr. Bo can go to the back mountain to see. You should find the information you need there."

The back mountain?

Bo Shuo noted the term. Just as he was about to pry more clues from Xi Guici, the wedding banquet began the next second with the sound of gongs and drums.

"The auspicious hour has arrived!"

The scene suddenly descended into chaos. The paper figures that had been sitting in their seats seemed to come alive, all rising and walking step by step towards the coffin at the front.

With a loud dong dong sound, two coffins were lifted by the paper figures, followed by a sharp cry.

"First bow to heaven and earth!"

The paper figures holding the coffins twisted and shrunk themselves into balls, arching their backs so the coffins formed a slope, mimicking the bow of two newlyweds.

The change happened the next second.

A group of villagers who had been sitting quietly on the side suddenly erupted!

An E-class examinee, unable to dodge in time, was pounced upon and then surrounded by a group of villagers, who tore and gnawed at him. His screams echoed through the heavens and earth.

Bo Shuo retreated two steps, narrowly dodging an attack from a nearby villager.

No, they could no longer be considered villagers.

Their bodies were huge, their backs hunched, covered in dark fur, their claws and teeth sharp. A light scratch on the skin could instantly rip open the abdomen.

The scene devolved into utter chaos.

Bo Shuo cursed inwardly and quickly entered combat mode. After dodging several monsters, he finally had a brief moment to think.

It was clear he had violated a rule again.

A few people instinctively tried to run towards the door, but the moment they stepped out, they were crushed into meat paste.

(Wedding Banquet Rules Rule Three: To maintain order during the wedding banquet, please do not leave midway.)

Bo Shuo concealed himself in a small corner, carefully observing the people around him. He noticed that the 'villagers' were targeting their pursuit; some people were right in front of them, but they didn't attack.

Bo Shuo's gaze sharpened. He finally found the commonality: the red string.

The 'villagers' only attacked those not wearing a red string.

Bo Shuo quickly took out the red string from his pocket and tied it to his wrist. Then, the 'villagers' who had been chasing him suddenly paused.

They then ignored him and charged towards others.

A skinny man nearby, who had been chased by monsters, saw this and clutched it like a last straw. Ignoring the pain in his body, he re-tied the red string to his wrist.

Crisis paused.

The person wearing the Red String's lips were trembling, finally getting a chance to catch their breath. Noticing others were still being chased, they braced themselves against the wall and yelled at the top of their lungs, "Put on the Red String!"

Those still being chased by Monsters heard this and, as if grabbing a life raft, put on the Red String one after another.

The terrifying villagers' footsteps stopped. Like clockwork toys that had lost their winding, they stood blankly in place, their pursuit targets gone.

The chase on the field began to subside.

But just as the scrawny man let out a sigh of relief, he gasped for air violently.