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Chapter 542 Put on red clothes and carry your beloved

The moon and stars are rare.

Osmanthus Village was immersed in silence.

The doors and windows of every household are closed tightly, and the small white flowers in the sky are flying in the wind. There are no people on the village roads, no birds and animals sing, and there is no sound.

The village is surrounded by mountains and faces south.

The northern mountain is high, with a continuous mountain range, while the southern mountain is low, with a river ditch three feet wide underneath.

Everything was quiet.

Suddenly, a black kitten walked into the village from the direction of the river ditch—it seemed to be drinking water by the river just now, and it seemed to come out of it.

The black hair almost blended into the night, only the moonlight outlined its figure.

The kitten looked to the left and then again, seeming very curious.

White flakes drifted in the air, and when they fell on the kitten, they passed through its body directly. In this situation, it was impossible to tell whether the white flowers were illusory or the cat was fake.

But in the huge village, only this cat was pacing slowly.

It walked towards the village house at the foot of the west mountain.

The houses on this side are slightly different from those on the east side, both in terms of materials and specifications, they seem to be larger than the houses on the east side, and they are all built with green halls and tiled houses.

The kitten looked at several houses, and then stopped at the door of one of them.

Those black pupils stared straight at the door, but it squatted obediently on the ground without moving, only flicking its tail occasionally.

……

And on the opposite side of this room.

In a relatively ordinary-looking house, there was a disgraced girl in linen clothes curled up in a corner of the kang.

Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she tightly covered her mouth with both hands, for fear of leaking a little breath and being noticed by the thing opposite.

Terrible screams sounded from that room.

It was a man crying and screaming, screaming in despair and madness. From his hoarse voice that was almost torn apart, it seemed that one could imagine the horrific torture that man was suffering.

Bang, bang, bang...

It seemed that something was beating, and every time it was beating, the man let out an extremely shrill scream.

The girl did not dare to speak out, nor did she dare to move.

She seemed to feel some kind of pain, her body trembled uncontrollably, and the man's screams filled her mind, so that she seemed to see herself being tortured.

pain!
it hurts!

The girl suddenly put down her hand covering her mouth and rubbed her arms.

In the dark, feeling that her skin was intact and her limbs were still alive, her illusion of phantom pain was relieved a little.

I don't know how long it has been.

The screams of the man opposite had turned into sobs, and he was crying for help feebly.

But it was different from the daytime, no matter how shrill and tragic his voice for help was, there was no movement outside, and no villager opened the door to check the situation.

Accompanied by the movement of the opposite house, it gradually stopped.

The girl realized that she seemed to be a little hypoxic, but she still didn't dare to take a big breath, only dared to breathe intermittently cautiously.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes froze.

Obviously she closed the doors and windows tightly.

But don't know when.

The door in this room has been opened.

The girl was in a daze for a moment, but it was another dazzling moment before she saw a bright red dress standing at the door.

The discovery made her almost scream.

But she quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

When she blinked again, the glaring red color of the door was gone again in the dark. She stared at the door carefully, only to find that the door was also closed, and the latch was well fastened inside.

The scene just now seemed to be her illusion.

But the girl didn't dare to blink anymore.

She stared at the doorway, without blinking her eyes, even though she was trembling with pantothenic acid, she did not dare to blink.

I was afraid that the moment I closed my eyes, the red figure I saw just now would be in front of the kang.

However, the fact is——

Even if she didn't blink, the result wouldn't change anything.

Under the shivering gaze of the girl, a ghostly red figure gradually appeared in front of the door of the room. It stood quietly in front of the door, and the figure was somewhat illusory and gloomy.

But it was barely possible to see who this person was.

It seemed to be a woman, wearing a red jacket skirt embroidered with gold silk that reached the floor, with intricate flowers embroidered on the skirt, and the whole skirt jacket was embellished magnificently.

Her whole body was covered tightly by clothes.

Two wide sleeves concealed her hands.

Even his head was covered with a red silk handkerchief.

There is a Chinese character "囍" embroidered in the center of the red silk, patterns are embroidered on the edges, and golden tassels hang from the four corners, making the overall look extraordinarily beautiful.

It's like a bride to be married.

A bride who seemed too glamorous.

But this situation and this scene, in this dead night, are extraordinarily weird. The bride in her wedding gown is set off by the deep night and looks even more gorgeous, and the red color on her body seems to be quenched with blood.

In fact, this room with closed doors and windows was as tightly covered as the bride's, and the moonlight could not penetrate at all, making it extremely dark.

But that bright red pierced through the darkness and directly reflected into the girl's eyes.

She stared at that figure in fear, wanting to resist something, but rationally told herself that she absolutely could not defeat this thing.

From the time this thing entered the house, she knew she couldn't beat it!
She must avoid it!

When the girl was in a trance, the bride who was standing at the door seemed to take another step closer to the kang bed.

on the ground.

A bloody footprint was left behind.

If she really did nothing, perhaps what awaited her would be as miserable as the scream just now!

The girl put down her hands covering her mouth and put them on her chest. She tried her best to restrain her body that was shaking into a sieve, then wriggled her throat, rolled up her tongue, and tried to make her voice sharp and thin...

"elder sister……"

She stared at the bride and uttered a trembling syllable.

The sound is almost inaudible.

Full of fear from a girl.

Without the slightest resistance, she just used this voice to express her fear, fear, grievance and crying.

But after a while, the red figure in the room quietly disappeared.

The dark shadow of death brought along with the bride also disappeared in an instant, as if the shackles tightly strangling her throat were loosened, the girl gasped heavily.

Her flat chest heaved violently.

……

……

"Come out to kill every year in mid-July?"

On the mountain road in Beishan, Xu Shuo and the village chief are still trapped here.

But neither of them seemed in a hurry, the old village head simply sat on the ground beside the grass-grown stone and told Xu Shuo the story of Osmanthus Village.

The village head corrected: "It's not killing people. The bride basically doesn't kill people, but those villagers usually die before they can be treated."

Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows: "Is that different from killing people?"

Although I cut off your head, in fact, you only need to wait for the artifact to be resurrected.

But you didn't wait, you died.

So it's not like I killed it.

Xu Shuo: "?"

Is there such logic?

learned.

The village head continued to explain: "If the person abused by the bride can survive until the next day, there is indeed something in the village's ancestral hall that can save him, but many villagers die before dawn. "

Xu Shuo: "Oh."

He seemed to have accepted the explanation seriously, but he didn't seem to take it to heart.

Under the threat of Ghost Daqiang, the old village chief thought about it, and told Xu Shuo some information he knew.

The biggest piece of information is—the bride.

This is a ghost that has existed for decades. It will come out to kill people in the middle of July every year. It will kill people for three consecutive days. From July [-]th to July [-]th, it will kill one person every night.

But the people killed are not random.

For decades, it was the Wang family who had been killed.

That is, the landlords of Osmanthus Village—the Wang Fuhu family.

The rich Wang family has developed for nearly a hundred years, and there are countless bloodlines from the main family's branch family, but the bride only tortures and kills members of the Wang family's main family, and rarely does anything to those from the branch family.

And, never do anything to girls.

Only kill male offspring.

This is what caused everyone in the Wang family to be in danger, but they have nothing to do about it.

Because the method has been tried decades ago.

The Wang family tried to move out of Osmanthus Village, but that bloodline died not long after it left the area of ​​Osmanthus Village due to various accidents.

The Wang family also tried to send away the children of the main family's blood, but it didn't end well.

I asked Taoist priests to worship gods, asked forgiveness and built temples, but nothing worked!
Therefore, the curse has been handed down like this.

Xu Shuo couldn't help feeling: "There are so many people in their family who can die."

The village head glanced at him: "You are also the blood of the Wang family."

Xu Shuo: "I'm a branch that can't be further away."

In order not to exterminate the family, the Wang family trapped in Guihua Village has used their wealth and status for decades to marry wives and take concubines to develop countless bloodlines. Even now, all the descendants of the villagers in Guihua Village are more or less like the Wang family. blood.

This is the hegemony from the landlord!
There is no problem in changing the name of this village to "Wangjiazhuang"!

But kill for decades.

There are actually not many people in Wangjiazhuang now.

The blood of this generation of the head of the Wang family, except for the current head who bravely survived back then, the two boys of the direct line of blood died more than ten years ago.

So in the past few years, the bride has started to kill the family members.

Looking at this posture, it may be that he will never give up until he kills the entire Wang family's blood.

However, Mrs. Wang is also stubborn and will not give up. If you try your best to kill, I will try my best to live!

You only have three days to kill anyway.

But I can create a human being in 360 degrees and five days!

This caused the entanglement of more than 60 years to not end, and also caused the entire Osmanthus Village to fall into this dark and bloody vortex.

There is no escape for anyone.

The village chief sighed: "What a crime!"

Xu Shuo asked, "So, you haven't said how the bride appeared."

The village chief was a little embarrassed: "I don't know. I was only a child at that time. What do I know? Anyway, I don't know when, this kind of thing will happen in Osmanthus Village every year in July."

Xu Shuo looked at him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The village chief stuck his neck: "It's useless if you don't believe it, I really don't know the rest."

Xu Shuo nodded: "Okay, trust you."

As for whether it is true or not, only the person involved knows.

After the two briefly shared the information, the village chief looked at him hesitant to speak, but Xu Shuo had already waved to him, motioning him to get out of his current position.

Probably realizing what he was going to do, the village chief quickly got up from the ground.

After the village head stood aside with a cane.

Xu Shuo suddenly took out a dark green bamboo stick.

He handed the hatchet to the village head, raised his cane and tapped it on the ground, then took another step forward, and thrust the cane hard into the grass stem growing in the stone.

呲——

Stone crushed.

A circle of invisible ripples scattered.

Nothing earth-shattering happened, and there were still no birds and insects around, and it was still extremely silent.

But at this moment, the village chief heard the singing.

"July [-]th, auspicious day..."

"Put on the red dress, and lift up your lover..."

"..."

Ethereal and resentful, from time to time, it seems to be singing the tone of an opera.

The village head seems to know why Wang Tiezhu asked "Is July [-] an auspicious day?", dare this person has already heard the voice?
The perception is so sensitive!
The village chief looked at Xu Shuo with some apprehension. At least he hadn't heard anything until just now, otherwise he wouldn't have realized that he had entered the ghost wall.

Xu Shuo looked down the mountain, and when he scanned the entire village, he suddenly paused.

The next moment, he quickly ran down the mountain.

"Hey wait!

"Young man, wait for my old bone!

"Fuck, I'm a really old bone!"

The village head held up his crutches and chased after him frantically.

He didn't lie, the old village head is an old bone, that's for sure, walking can still be powerful, but running is really embarrassing for the old man.

Not to mention the mountain road down the mountain!

Because it was a downward journey, Xu Shuo ran as if jumping and walking like flying. He crossed a hurdle in a few steps, and disappeared on the winding mountain road in a blink of an eye.

The village head cursed directly in a hurry, but he didn't dare to stop at all.

He could still be calm before.

But now that he heard the singing in the air, he just wanted to find a safe place to stay.

But in Osmanthus Village, the safest thing is to stay by Wang Tiezhu's side!
Because apart from Wang Tiezhu, the whole Osmanthus Village is a huge spider web, and everyone here will die sooner or later!
He lied.

He knows the reason for the bride.

This is the crime of the whole Osmanthus Village.

"Come back! I'll continue to tell you!"

The village chief raised his crutches and shouted.

……

……

In the dark night, the house looks like a house.

White flowers are flourishing.

But there is no sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

Xu Shuo stared at the target in the village with burning eyes, and the emotion he expressed seemed to be a little excited at this moment. When the dark green bamboo stick hit the floor tiles, an invisible sound wave spread around.

The traffic in Osmanthus Village is neat, and the streets and alleys are neatly arranged, which is not complicated at all.

He nimbly avoided those abnormal positions, and walked towards the village house at the foot of the west mountain without any obstacles.

The white flowers fluttering in the air fell, but they passed through his body and those buildings, and finally quietly disappeared on the ground.

Presumably, the existence of flowers is illusory.

Suddenly, Xu Shuo stopped walking.

In the darkness illuminated by the moonlight, the alley ahead was empty.

But there are four white paper people on the ground.

The paper figurine carried a white paper sedan chair.

"Put on the red dress, and lift up your lover..."

"..."

she is singing.

……

(End of this chapter)