Chapter 342
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When the ten ghosts all returned to the wine jar, the tomb where Bai Liu was located finally made the sound of the mechanism twisting, and the bottom of the tomb suddenly sank downward. A lot of smoke and dust came out of the gap.
The light of the candlestick in Bai Liu's hand dimmed suddenly.
Everything around was engulfed in thick smoke, Bai Liu heard the sound of jars rolling around on the ground, and some of them touched his feet, fell to pieces, and made a crackling sound.
Now Bai Liu estimated that all the ghosts in the entire tomb had been released.
There are ghosts with corpses, or more precisely, corpses crawling in the thick smoke, and from time to time, a face with five senses protrudes from the smoke and sniffs.
Some ghosts have two blood-red slits at their eyes, and the blood-stained beads are spinning in the eye sockets, as if they are looking for the white willow in the darkness of smoke and dust, and then crawl to the place where there is light go.
Bai Liu exhaled and blew out the candlestick in his hand, everything was plunged into darkness, and he couldn't see anything.
I can feel that the tomb is still sinking slowly, and I don't know when it will stop. From time to time, there are wet hair, hands and feet running over Bailiu's back and ankles, and I feel a kind of smell constantly coming from my ears. Smell the breath and the slippery and sticky sound of the tongue licking something.
The cold feeling kept approaching Bai Liu, and some white corpses seemed to be about to find Bai Liu hidden in the darkness by sniffing.
Bai Liu took two steps back, leaned against the wall, calmly took off his coat and soaked it in the corpse water flowing on the ground, and then wrapped his bottom/half/ with this coat soaked in corpse water He used an empty wine jar that the ghost had crawled away to put it on his head, then shrank in the corner and held his breath.
The strong smell of corpses covered up the smell of Bailiu, and the sniffing sounds of these ghosts seemed to be much smaller in the dark. Correspondingly, the sound of their crawling became more and more frequent, and Bailiu could hear pots and broken tiles from time to time. The sound of chips being planed.
The tomb seemed to be sinking to a fixed position soon, and it began to make a clicking sound.
Bai Liu could feel a ghost approaching him, and after sniffing around the mouth of the jar twice, he left again.
Of course, there are also those who leave.
Bai Liu looked down through the mouth of the wine jar, and from the narrow field of vision, she could vaguely see her face. A pair of wet, pale feet stood on the ground nearby, still falling down. Seep water.
Bai Liu slowly turned the wine jar on his head towards the wall, trying to avoid the corpse standing on the other side, but with the turning of the side, the two feet also tiptoed slowly towards Bai Liu. Turn the direction to go.
In the end, it became again, the tiptoe of this toe was facing the white willow wearing the wine jar, and it was a little closer.
Bai Liu paused subtly, recalling the explanation of pointing toes in "Maoshan Magic".
The ghost points its toes at you, either on/your body, or it follows you home and lives with you, so there is a way that you cannot put your shoes on the bed at night , because let ghosts step on your shoes, get on your bed, and sleep with you.
There are so many ghosts here, only this one is persistently guarding Bailiu's place.
Maybe it's because he wants to live with him... Bai Liu took a look at this wine jar that he used.
The white legs standing in front of Bai Liu slowly bent down and squatted in front of Bai Liu.
Bai Liu could see the position below its shoulders. The thing hugged its knees with both hands and was silent for a while, then its joints began to deform. If the white willow in the jar is removed, the beads will be completely black.
It pointed to the jar on the head of the white willow, and made a strange grunting sound in its throat, like a person talking in water:
"This is my... jar, your jar, where?"
The tomb finally sank to the bottom, and there was a heavy earthquake, the tomb fell to a new place, the position of the main entrance was opened, and a dark corridor passage appeared.
Bai Liu quickly took off the wine jar from his head and put it on the ghost in front of him: "I borrowed it just now, and now I'm returning it to you."
After finishing, Bai Liu turned around and rushed into the corridor without looking back.
Some white ghosts found Bai Liu, a running human being, and all screamed and crawled on the wall to chase after him.
The corpses behind were also crawling extremely fast. If there was light, Bai Liu would be able to see the afterimages of these corpses turning their hands and feet.
At the moment when these ghosts were about to catch up with Bai Liu, Bai Liu took off her close-fitting clothes, threw it in the opposite direction, then turned sideways suddenly, and turned into a passage opened beside the corridor.
The ghosts at the back chased after him closely, but it seemed that in the dark, these ghosts relied on their sense of smell to chase strangers. Bai Liu hid in the side corridor, and felt some ghosts running past her, heading towards She ran away with a close-fitting top that smelled bad.
Bai Liu breathed lightly, watching the corpses piled up in white flowers where their clothes were, their teeth creaking and gnashing.
The sound of clothes being shredded suddenly sounded in the corridor.
The corpses that were piled up dispersed, and one corpse held out a wine jar. They seemed to put the fragments of clothes into the wine jar as the remains of Bailiu's corpse, and put them in the red wine jar with the inscription on it. After sealing the paper, he turned around and crawled back with the wine jar.
Obviously, they thought they made Bai Liu into the next ghost, and brought it back to feed [Tiger].
Bai Liu raised his eyebrows slightly.
The actions of these ghosts are so well-known that the "human flesh" in their mouths can be shredded and put into jars. They don't seem to be guided by rational ghosts, but rather they seem to have been intentionally trained by living people.
But in this tomb full of ghosts and ghosts, in Yinshan Village where the last descendant was drowned, besides us, the four returnees, are there any living people?
Just as Bai Liu was about to poke his head out to see where these ghosts were going to send the wine jars containing "self", a black hand suddenly stretched out from the side tightly covered his mouth and nose.
"Don't look back!" Someone warned hoarsely, "Something came to clean up the venue!"
Bai Liu obediently did not move.
Soon, several paper figurines who were only half the height of Bai Liu appeared. These paper figurines were giggling, their faces were blackened with ink, and they held paper brooms in their hands around the torn Bai Liu's clothes. The place sweeps back and forth a few times, stiffly, and then disappears again.
After the paper figurine left, the person covering Bai Liu's mouth and nose let out a long sigh of relief, but still choked Bai Liu's throat and moved, his body tensed.
Bai Liu calmly took out the match and struck it, lit the candlestick, and held it up to illuminate the man: "Mu Sicheng, why are you here?"
Mu Sicheng's face was dirty and full of dirt marks, there were bloodstains at the corners of his mouth and around his eyes, and his body was covered with a lot of paint. It seemed that he had experienced a fierce battle, so he looked at Bai Liu firmly. For a while, his eyes moved down, and after looking at Bai Liu's shadow on the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand that was strangling Bai Liu's throat, and leaned limply against the wall, motionless.
"It's you, Bai Liu." Mu Sicheng's chest heaved violently, and his legs were all loose, "...I thought I saved another ghost."
Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng from top to bottom: "What happened to you?"
"Don't mention it." Mu Sicheng was depressed and scared at the same time, squatting on the ground while saying, "You don't know where you are going, I followed a white fake white willow to carry the coffin, and I walked on the road I crossed a bridge, and a white fake white willow let me walk across it."
"But the white bridge is actually made of paper!"
"The bridge is full of ghosts carrying coffins, some weird paper dolls, and some translucent ones. I can only vaguely see the shape. The water is dark and still floating. Duckweed, black hair and paper money, if they fall down, they probably won’t come back up.”
Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "I followed what you said. I held my breath and vomited. I almost suffocated to death, but at least it passed, and then I went around here and there, and I was dizzy. Now, we have arrived at some tomb chamber, which is connected to the second tomb chamber."
"This time the tomb is full of coffins, and they are standing coffins. There are more than 30 coffins, with red satin tied on them, and they are arranged in a formation-like shape around the middle. I can't remember."
Mu Sicheng frowned and recalled: "The fake white willow asked me to choose a coffin to carry out. Didn't you tell me to follow the ghost? So I chose a coffin that I can move."
"I just carried the coffin out of the tomb. The coffin slipped and fell down. I bumped it up, but I was afraid of offending the corpse in the coffin. I said I'm sorry. It's also the first time to carry a coffin, please forgive me, but just after I finished, a woman's voice came from the coffin behind me, and then the coffin was knocked twice."
Bai Liu recalled for a while: "The white one seems to mean that the ghost gave an order?"
"Yes!" Mu Sicheng stood up angrily, and asked Bai Liu to look at the satin scarlet flower hanging on his waist: "After the white coffin rang twice, suddenly a large pile of coffins popped out. The ghost and a white fake white willow pressed my head together, so I put on a big red flower, so I must marry the bride in the coffin!"
Bai Liu seemed to be very different: "Hey, are you married yet?"
Mu Sicheng shook his head stubbornly: "Yes! When some ghosts were arranging the wedding hall, I beat some ghosts and then ran out."
"Maybe it's because you ran away from marriage?" Bai Liu nodded as if realizing something, and then nodded, "The other party really likes you and chose you to be a good husband, and you don't even refuse It’s not good to run away, right?”
"Are you okay!" Mu Sicheng roared angrily, "She didn't really like me so she married me!"
Mu Sicheng clenched his fists, trembling with anger: "You don't understand at all, I'm not only marrying the white bride I'm carrying, but also marrying the entire tomb, everything, more than thirty brides marry!!"
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When the ten ghosts all returned to the wine jar, the tomb where Bai Liu was located finally made the sound of the mechanism twisting, and the bottom of the tomb suddenly sank downward. A lot of smoke and dust came out of the gap.
The light of the candlestick in Bai Liu's hand dimmed suddenly.
Everything around was engulfed in thick smoke, Bai Liu heard the sound of jars rolling around on the ground, and some of them touched his feet, fell to pieces, and made a crackling sound.
Now Bai Liu estimated that all the ghosts in the entire tomb had been released.
There are ghosts with corpses, or more precisely, corpses crawling in the thick smoke, and from time to time, a face with five senses protrudes from the smoke and sniffs.
Some ghosts have two blood-red slits at their eyes, and the blood-stained beads are spinning in the eye sockets, as if they are looking for the white willow in the darkness of smoke and dust, and then crawl to the place where there is light go.
Bai Liu exhaled and blew out the candlestick in his hand, everything was plunged into darkness, and he couldn't see anything.
I can feel that the tomb is still sinking slowly, and I don't know when it will stop. From time to time, there are wet hair, hands and feet running over Bailiu's back and ankles, and I feel a kind of smell constantly coming from my ears. Smell the breath and the slippery and sticky sound of the tongue licking something.
The cold feeling kept approaching Bai Liu, and some white corpses seemed to be about to find Bai Liu hidden in the darkness by sniffing.
Bai Liu took two steps back, leaned against the wall, calmly took off his coat and soaked it in the corpse water flowing on the ground, and then wrapped his bottom/half/ with this coat soaked in corpse water He used an empty wine jar that the ghost had crawled away to put it on his head, then shrank in the corner and held his breath.
The strong smell of corpses covered up the smell of Bailiu, and the sniffing sounds of these ghosts seemed to be much smaller in the dark. Correspondingly, the sound of their crawling became more and more frequent, and Bailiu could hear pots and broken tiles from time to time. The sound of chips being planed.
The tomb seemed to be sinking to a fixed position soon, and it began to make a clicking sound.
Bai Liu could feel a ghost approaching him, and after sniffing around the mouth of the jar twice, he left again.
Of course, there are also those who leave.
Bai Liu looked down through the mouth of the wine jar, and from the narrow field of vision, she could vaguely see her face. A pair of wet, pale feet stood on the ground nearby, still falling down. Seep water.
Bai Liu slowly turned the wine jar on his head towards the wall, trying to avoid the corpse standing on the other side, but with the turning of the side, the two feet also tiptoed slowly towards Bai Liu. Turn the direction to go.
In the end, it became again, the tiptoe of this toe was facing the white willow wearing the wine jar, and it was a little closer.
Bai Liu paused subtly, recalling the explanation of pointing toes in "Maoshan Magic".
The ghost points its toes at you, either on/your body, or it follows you home and lives with you, so there is a way that you cannot put your shoes on the bed at night , because let ghosts step on your shoes, get on your bed, and sleep with you.
There are so many ghosts here, only this one is persistently guarding Bailiu's place.
Maybe it's because he wants to live with him... Bai Liu took a look at this wine jar that he used.
The white legs standing in front of Bai Liu slowly bent down and squatted in front of Bai Liu.
Bai Liu could see the position below its shoulders. The thing hugged its knees with both hands and was silent for a while, then its joints began to deform. If the white willow in the jar is removed, the beads will be completely black.
It pointed to the jar on the head of the white willow, and made a strange grunting sound in its throat, like a person talking in water:
"This is my... jar, your jar, where?"
The tomb finally sank to the bottom, and there was a heavy earthquake, the tomb fell to a new place, the position of the main entrance was opened, and a dark corridor passage appeared.
Bai Liu quickly took off the wine jar from his head and put it on the ghost in front of him: "I borrowed it just now, and now I'm returning it to you."
After finishing, Bai Liu turned around and rushed into the corridor without looking back.
Some white ghosts found Bai Liu, a running human being, and all screamed and crawled on the wall to chase after him.
The corpses behind were also crawling extremely fast. If there was light, Bai Liu would be able to see the afterimages of these corpses turning their hands and feet.
At the moment when these ghosts were about to catch up with Bai Liu, Bai Liu took off her close-fitting clothes, threw it in the opposite direction, then turned sideways suddenly, and turned into a passage opened beside the corridor.
The ghosts at the back chased after him closely, but it seemed that in the dark, these ghosts relied on their sense of smell to chase strangers. Bai Liu hid in the side corridor, and felt some ghosts running past her, heading towards She ran away with a close-fitting top that smelled bad.
Bai Liu breathed lightly, watching the corpses piled up in white flowers where their clothes were, their teeth creaking and gnashing.
The sound of clothes being shredded suddenly sounded in the corridor.
The corpses that were piled up dispersed, and one corpse held out a wine jar. They seemed to put the fragments of clothes into the wine jar as the remains of Bailiu's corpse, and put them in the red wine jar with the inscription on it. After sealing the paper, he turned around and crawled back with the wine jar.
Obviously, they thought they made Bai Liu into the next ghost, and brought it back to feed [Tiger].
Bai Liu raised his eyebrows slightly.
The actions of these ghosts are so well-known that the "human flesh" in their mouths can be shredded and put into jars. They don't seem to be guided by rational ghosts, but rather they seem to have been intentionally trained by living people.
But in this tomb full of ghosts and ghosts, in Yinshan Village where the last descendant was drowned, besides us, the four returnees, are there any living people?
Just as Bai Liu was about to poke his head out to see where these ghosts were going to send the wine jars containing "self", a black hand suddenly stretched out from the side tightly covered his mouth and nose.
"Don't look back!" Someone warned hoarsely, "Something came to clean up the venue!"
Bai Liu obediently did not move.
Soon, several paper figurines who were only half the height of Bai Liu appeared. These paper figurines were giggling, their faces were blackened with ink, and they held paper brooms in their hands around the torn Bai Liu's clothes. The place sweeps back and forth a few times, stiffly, and then disappears again.
After the paper figurine left, the person covering Bai Liu's mouth and nose let out a long sigh of relief, but still choked Bai Liu's throat and moved, his body tensed.
Bai Liu calmly took out the match and struck it, lit the candlestick, and held it up to illuminate the man: "Mu Sicheng, why are you here?"
Mu Sicheng's face was dirty and full of dirt marks, there were bloodstains at the corners of his mouth and around his eyes, and his body was covered with a lot of paint. It seemed that he had experienced a fierce battle, so he looked at Bai Liu firmly. For a while, his eyes moved down, and after looking at Bai Liu's shadow on the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand that was strangling Bai Liu's throat, and leaned limply against the wall, motionless.
"It's you, Bai Liu." Mu Sicheng's chest heaved violently, and his legs were all loose, "...I thought I saved another ghost."
Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng from top to bottom: "What happened to you?"
"Don't mention it." Mu Sicheng was depressed and scared at the same time, squatting on the ground while saying, "You don't know where you are going, I followed a white fake white willow to carry the coffin, and I walked on the road I crossed a bridge, and a white fake white willow let me walk across it."
"But the white bridge is actually made of paper!"
"The bridge is full of ghosts carrying coffins, some weird paper dolls, and some translucent ones. I can only vaguely see the shape. The water is dark and still floating. Duckweed, black hair and paper money, if they fall down, they probably won’t come back up.”
Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "I followed what you said. I held my breath and vomited. I almost suffocated to death, but at least it passed, and then I went around here and there, and I was dizzy. Now, we have arrived at some tomb chamber, which is connected to the second tomb chamber."
"This time the tomb is full of coffins, and they are standing coffins. There are more than 30 coffins, with red satin tied on them, and they are arranged in a formation-like shape around the middle. I can't remember."
Mu Sicheng frowned and recalled: "The fake white willow asked me to choose a coffin to carry out. Didn't you tell me to follow the ghost? So I chose a coffin that I can move."
"I just carried the coffin out of the tomb. The coffin slipped and fell down. I bumped it up, but I was afraid of offending the corpse in the coffin. I said I'm sorry. It's also the first time to carry a coffin, please forgive me, but just after I finished, a woman's voice came from the coffin behind me, and then the coffin was knocked twice."
Bai Liu recalled for a while: "The white one seems to mean that the ghost gave an order?"
"Yes!" Mu Sicheng stood up angrily, and asked Bai Liu to look at the satin scarlet flower hanging on his waist: "After the white coffin rang twice, suddenly a large pile of coffins popped out. The ghost and a white fake white willow pressed my head together, so I put on a big red flower, so I must marry the bride in the coffin!"
Bai Liu seemed to be very different: "Hey, are you married yet?"
Mu Sicheng shook his head stubbornly: "Yes! When some ghosts were arranging the wedding hall, I beat some ghosts and then ran out."
"Maybe it's because you ran away from marriage?" Bai Liu nodded as if realizing something, and then nodded, "The other party really likes you and chose you to be a good husband, and you don't even refuse It’s not good to run away, right?”
"Are you okay!" Mu Sicheng roared angrily, "She didn't really like me so she married me!"
Mu Sicheng clenched his fists, trembling with anger: "You don't understand at all, I'm not only marrying the white bride I'm carrying, but also marrying the entire tomb, everything, more than thirty brides marry!!"
When the ten ghosts all returned to the wine jar, the tomb where Bai Liu was located finally made the sound of the mechanism twisting, and the bottom of the tomb suddenly sank downward. A lot of smoke and dust came out of the gap. The light of the candlestick in Bai Liu's hand dimmed suddenly. Everything around was engulfed in thick smoke, Bai Liu heard the sound of jars rolling around on the ground, and some of them touched his feet, fell to pieces, and made a crackling sound. Now Bai Liu estimated that all the ghosts in the entire tomb had been released. There are ghosts with corpses, or more precisely, corpses crawling in the thick smoke, and from time to time, a face with five senses protrudes from the smoke and sniffs. Some ghosts have two blood-red slits at their eyes, and the blood-stained beads are spinning in the eye sockets, as if they are looking for the white willow in the darkness of smoke and dust, and then crawl to the place where there is light go. Bai Liu exhaled and blew out the candlestick in his hand, everything was plunged into darkness, and he couldn't see anything. I can feel that the tomb is still sinking slowly, and I don't know when it will stop. From time to time, there are wet hair, hands and feet running over Bailiu's back and ankles, and I feel a kind of smell constantly coming from my ears. Smell the breath and the slippery and sticky sound of the tongue licking something. The cold feeling kept approaching Bai Liu, and some white corpses seemed to be about to find Bai Liu hidden in the darkness by sniffing. Bai Liu took two steps back, leaned against the wall, calmly took off his coat and soaked it in the corpse water flowing on the ground, and then wrapped his bottom/half/ with this coat soaked in corpse water He used an empty wine jar that the ghost had crawled away to put it on his head, then shrank in the corner and held his breath. The strong smell of corpses covered up the smell of Bailiu, and the sniffing sounds of these ghosts seemed to be much smaller in the dark. Correspondingly, the sound of their crawling became more and more frequent, and Bailiu could hear pots and broken tiles from time to time. The sound of chips being planed. The tomb seemed to be sinking to a fixed position soon, and it began to make a clicking sound. Bai Liu could feel a ghost approaching him, and after sniffing around the mouth of the jar twice, he left again. Of course, there are also those who leave. Bai Liu looked down through the mouth of the wine jar, and from the narrow field of vision, she could vaguely see her face. A pair of wet, pale feet stood on the ground nearby, still falling down. Seep water. Bai Liu slowly turned the wine jar on his head towards the wall, trying to avoid the corpse standing on the other side, but with the turning of the side, the two feet also tiptoed slowly towards Bai Liu. Turn the direction to go. In the end, it became again, the tiptoe of this toe was facing the white willow wearing the wine jar, and it was a little closer. Bai Liu paused subtly, recalling the explanation of pointing toes in "Maoshan Magic". The ghost points its toes at you, either on/your body, or it follows you home and lives with you, so there is a way that you cannot put your shoes on the bed at night , because let ghosts step on your shoes, get on your bed, and sleep with you. There are so many ghosts here, only this one is persistently guarding Bailiu's place. Maybe it's because he wants to live with him... Bai Liu took a look at this wine jar that he used. The white legs standing in front of Bai Liu slowly bent down and squatted in front of Bai Liu. Bai Liu could see the position below its shoulders. The thing hugged its knees with both hands and was silent for a while, then its joints began to deform. If the white willow in the jar is removed, the beads will be completely black. It pointed to the jar on the head of the white willow, and made a strange grunting sound in its throat, like a person talking in water: "This is my... jar, your jar, where?" The tomb finally sank to the bottom, and there was a heavy earthquake, the tomb fell to a new place, the position of the main entrance was opened, and a dark corridor passage appeared. Bai Liu quickly took off the wine jar from his head and put it on the ghost in front of him: "I borrowed it just now, and now I'm returning it to you." After finishing, Bai Liu turned around and rushed into the corridor without looking back. Some white ghosts found Bai Liu, a running human being, and all screamed and crawled on the wall to chase after him. The corpses behind were also crawling extremely fast. If there was light, Bai Liu would be able to see the afterimages of these corpses turning their hands and feet. At the moment when these ghosts were about to catch up with Bai Liu, Bai Liu took off her close-fitting clothes, threw it in the opposite direction, then turned sideways suddenly, and turned into a passage opened beside the corridor. The ghosts at the back chased after him closely, but it seemed that in the dark, these ghosts relied on their sense of smell to chase strangers. Bai Liu hid in the side corridor, and felt some ghosts running past her, heading towards She ran away with a close-fitting top that smelled bad. Bai Liu breathed lightly, watching the corpses piled up in white flowers where their clothes were, their teeth creaking and gnashing. The sound of clothes being shredded suddenly sounded in the corridor. The corpses that were piled up dispersed, and one corpse held out a wine jar. They seemed to put the fragments of clothes into the wine jar as the remains of Bailiu's corpse, and put them in the red wine jar with the inscription on it. After sealing the paper, he turned around and crawled back with the wine jar. Obviously, they thought they made Bai Liu into the next ghost, and brought it back to feed Tiger. Bai Liu raised his eyebrows slightly. The actions of these ghosts are so well-known that the "human flesh" in their mouths can be shredded and put into jars. They don't seem to be guided by rational ghosts, but rather they seem to have been intentionally trained by living people. But in this tomb full of ghosts and ghosts, in Yinshan Village where the last descendant was drowned, besides us, the four returnees, are there any living people? Just as Bai Liu was about to poke his head out to see where these ghosts were going to send the wine jars containing "self", a black hand suddenly stretched out from the side tightly covered his mouth and nose. "Don't look back!" Someone warned hoarsely, "Something came to clean up the venue!" Bai Liu obediently did not move. Soon, several paper figurines who were only half the height of Bai Liu appeared. These paper figurines were giggling, their faces were blackened with ink, and they held paper brooms in their hands around the torn Bai Liu's clothes. The place sweeps back and forth a few times, stiffly, and then disappears again. After the paper figurine left, the person covering Bai Liu's mouth and nose let out a long sigh of relief, but still choked Bai Liu's throat and moved, his body tensed. Bai Liu calmly took out the match and struck it, lit the candlestick, and held it up to illuminate the man: "Mu Sicheng, why are you here?" Mu Sicheng's face was dirty and full of dirt marks, there were bloodstains at the corners of his mouth and around his eyes, and his body was covered with a lot of paint. It seemed that he had experienced a fierce battle, so he looked at Bai Liu firmly. For a while, his eyes moved down, and after looking at Bai Liu's shadow on the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand that was strangling Bai Liu's throat, and leaned limply against the wall, motionless. "It's you, Bai Liu." Mu Sicheng's chest heaved violently, and his legs were all loose, "...I thought I saved another ghost." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng from top to bottom: "What happened to you?" "Don't mention it." Mu Sicheng was depressed and scared at the same time, squatting on the ground while saying, "You don't know where you are going, I followed a white fake white willow to carry the coffin, and I walked on the road I crossed a bridge, and a white fake white willow let me walk across it." "But the white bridge is actually made of paper!" "The bridge is full of ghosts carrying coffins, some weird paper dolls, and some translucent ones. I can only vaguely see the shape. The water is dark and still floating. Duckweed, black hair and paper money, if they fall down, they probably won't come back up. Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "I followed what you said. I held my breath and vomited. I almost suffocated to death, but at least it passed, and then I went around here and there, and I was dizzy. Now, we have arrived at some tomb chamber, which is connected to the second tomb chamber." "This time the tomb is full of coffins, and they are standing coffins. There are more than 30 coffins, with red satin tied on them, and they are arranged in a formation-like shape around the middle. I can't remember." Mu Sicheng frowned and recalled: "The fake white willow asked me to choose a coffin to carry out. Didn't you tell me to follow the ghost? So I chose a coffin that I can move." "I just carried the coffin out of the tomb. The coffin slipped and fell down. I bumped it up, but I was afraid of offending the corpse in the coffin. I said I'm sorry. It's also the first time to carry a coffin, please forgive me, but just after I finished, a woman's voice came from the coffin behind me, and then the coffin was knocked twice." Bai Liu recalled for a while: "The white one seems to mean that the ghost gave an order?" "Yes!" Mu Sicheng stood up angrily, and asked Bai Liu to look at the satin scarlet flower hanging on his waist: "After the white coffin rang twice, suddenly a large pile of coffins popped out. The ghost and a white fake white willow pressed my head together, so I put on a big red flower, so I must marry the bride in the coffin!" Bai Liu seemed to be very different: "Hey, are you married yet?" Mu Sicheng shook his head stubbornly: "Yes! When some ghosts were arranging the wedding hall, I beat some ghosts and then ran out." "Maybe it's because you ran away from marriage?" Bai Liu nodded as if realizing something, and then nodded, "The other party really likes you and chose you to be a good husband, and you don't even refuse It's not good to run away, right? "Are you okay!" Mu Sicheng roared angrily, "She didn't really like me so she married me!" Mu Sicheng clenched his fists, trembling with anger: "You don't understand at all, I'm not only marrying the white bride I'm carrying, but also marrying the entire tomb, everything, more than thirty brides marry!!"
