The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 211: Sending seven old men to get married, the Nian pig eats people!

Last time, Xi Jinzhi said that by burning paper figures in the copy and writing his birth date on them, she could summon him over. Later, he sent her his birth date via text message.

Song Mang felt that the practice of writing her birth date at a banquet was not right, and she definitely couldn't write her own.

After Song Mang finished writing quickly, he walked into the big room where the banquet was held in a leisurely manner.

Xiao Junze also felt that something was wrong. Something as important as the birth date and horoscope cannot be told to others casually.

He then wrote down the eight characters of Sect Leader Xiao.

The two of them swaggered in to the banquet, and then sat down in a seat with the most old men.

Song Mang also said to Xiao Junze, "Based on my many years of experience in banquets, the other people at this table must have eaten less, so we can eat more!"

"Makes sense!"

Not long after the two of them sat down, they saw Zhu Wuyou also coming to the banquet, and Song Mang waved at her.

Zhu Wuyou was holding an ice cream cake in his hand and walked over to give the cake to Song Mang.

"I knew you would come here, and I left most of the cake for you."

"Great!"

Before the food was served, Song Mang opened the cake and ate it, and asked Zhu Wuyou, "Second Senior Sister, did you write your birth date just now?

The villager who recorded the birth date is a player, but I think something is wrong. "

"I did write it, but I didn't write my own date of birth. If there is a problem, then writing your own date of birth is stupid."

Zhu Wuyou curled his lips and said.

"Whose did you write it for?"

"From the eldest brother."

Song Mang and Xiao Junze looked at her in shock.

Zhu Wuyou felt a little embarrassed by being stared at, and couldn't help but say, "Why are you looking at me like that? The senior brother is not in this copy, so even if I wrote down his birth date, what would happen?
I only know his story, and I don’t know other people’s stories. I can’t write about myself, right?”

After she finished speaking, she saw that the two guys didn't say anything, and then she said with a bit of worry, "Whose name did you two write? Did you write your own birth dates?"

Song Mang: "No, I wrote about a big shot, I don't think it should have any impact on him."

Xiao Junze: "I'm not that stupid. Who doesn't know there's something wrong with that? I wrote it for my dad."

Zhu Wuyou: “…”

You two are even more outrageous. How dare you look at me like that?
Not long after Song Mang finished eating the cake, the clan leader came in with a large group of people and walked up to her.

When Song Mang turned around, he saw the white-haired old patriarch, wearing a red Tang suit, with white powder on his wrinkled face and two bright blushes on his cheeks.

The old patriarch also said to her, "Xixi, does Grandpa look good today? I think this is a big event in life, so I dressed up specially before coming here."

Song Mang's mouth twitched, "Not bad, a bride should be pretty, and you look different from those two concubines."

Second uncle: "..."

Third uncle: “…”

other people:"……"

Song Mang gave the old patriarch a dowry of one million on the spot, and also gave him an extra 200,000 ghost money.

Song Mang said to him, "Grandpa, this extra 200,000 yuan is my subsidy for your child. I wish you and the cave god will have a son soon and many children!"

Seeing the piles of paper money on the table, some villagers stared in amazement. If the old patriarch hadn't collected the paper money in time, someone would have wanted to grab it!

The old patriarch said excitedly, "Don't worry, granddaughter. Grandpa will live a good life with the cave god!"

As soon as the old patriarch finished speaking, he was pushed away by the middle-aged man next to him, "Dad, you are already so old, can you still have a child? This child should be given to me!"

The middle-aged man looked at Song Mang expectantly and said, "Xixi, does Second Uncle have money for having a baby? If so, I will take the fertility pill after the ceremony!"

Song Mang: ???
Don't be too outrageous!
After the middle-aged man asked, the third uncle also came over.

"Xixi, Third Uncle is younger than your grandfather, so having a child is not a problem! If you give me 200,000 yuan for having a child, I will definitely give birth to a son or a daughter for the Cave God!"

"Xixi, I think the clan leader, the third uncle and the second uncle are too old. Let me marry the cave god!"

"What about me? I just turned eighteen. I am the most suitable person to marry the cave god!"

Song Mang felt a headache when she saw the old men, middle-aged men and young men in the village all running to her and surrounding her, vying to marry the cave god.

That guy, the Cave God, got it really cheap!

Song Mang thought for a while and said, "Then let's choose according to age. Choose three wives and four concubines for the Cave God! The older ones will be given priority!"

One young man couldn't help but feel disappointed, "Ah? You don't want to be eighteen? I'll always be eighteen!"

Song Mang kicked him away and said, "The minimum requirement is to be over 40 years old, and preferably a clingy old man!"

Xiao Junze: "..."

Zhu Wuyou: “…”

After a long time, Song Mang finally selected the seven most beautiful old men and spent five million to send them to marry the cave gods.

Because there were too many old men getting married, there were not enough sedan chairs in the village, so Song Mang subsidized them with two big red paper wedding sedan chairs.

After everything was ready, the village began to prepare for the wedding ceremony, and everyone else could enjoy the feast.

But the food that was served was a bit disappointing.

The food at the banquet was all made of rotten meat and bones, which were not edible for humans.

Just from this banquet, one can tell who are the players and who are the weird villagers.

Human players cannot eat these things, but the weird villagers love to eat them and they devour them with relish.

Song Mang had just eaten some cake and was not hungry, so she sat and watched the villagers hold the ceremony.

Seven old men sat in the wedding sedan, carried by four villagers respectively. They circled around the yard, and then the sedan was carried out.

In front of the sedan chair, there was a group of villagers beating gongs and drums, carrying a large rectangular tray and walking in the front.

After all the sedan chairs have left, the villagers who are having the feast have to follow the team to the woods to kneel down and worship the cave god.

Song Mang walked beside one of the sedan chairs, and a villager next to her said to her, "Have you brought offerings? Everyone must bring offerings to see the cave god, so that they can successfully worship the cave god.

Offering sacrifices to the cave god will bring you good luck. If you want to leave the village and go to other places, the cave god will protect you all the way and you won't be eaten by the nightmare woman!"

"What if there is no offering?"

"If you don't worship the cave god, you can't leave the village, and you might die! Outside the village are all ghosts and nightmare women who appear and disappear at will. If a living person goes out, they will be eaten by them! The nightmare women will even sneak into the village to eat people!"

Song Mang thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of tribute is needed for worship?"

Before the villager could answer, a scream suddenly came from the sedan chair in the front.

"Run! The Nian pig is eating people!"