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Chapter 543 Castanets red sandalwood, rattles and drums

Xu Shuo stood in front of the street without any movement.

And more than ten meters away from him, the four white paper figures about ten centimeters in size, carrying a white paper sedan chair, did not move.

Only the indistinct singing voice sounded faintly.

Suddenly, a red figure appeared at the end of the alley. At the same time, the white paper figurine who had been standing quietly in the middle of the alley also took a step forward.

Xu Shuo's eyes moved slightly, calmly watching the blurred red figure opposite.

The singing continues.

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

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

"Red sandalwood castanets, rattles and drums..."

"Is it so lively..."

The sad singing voice echoed in the empty alley, changing with the singing, there were also the four paper figurines who were getting closer and closer, as well as the red figure that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

But Xu Shuo still stood there without moving.

There was no expression on his face, and he couldn't see any emotion. He just watched the bride walking quietly.

The white flowers flying in the air are like the white paper of a funeral. They pass through the buildings and buildings, like heavy snowflakes, dotted the dark alley.

The darkness is against the red, and the snowflakes in the sky are also against the blood-quenching red.

Finally, the white paper man carrying the sedan chair stopped a foot away.

The bride in a gown also stood behind the sedan chair.

She was wearing a red hijab that hung down to her shoulders, her hands were resting on her sides, and her fingers were covered by a wide sleeve gown, her whole body was tight without revealing a trace of skin.

The two looked at each other.

Although the bride's face was blocked by the red hijab, Xu Shuo felt a gaze from all directions.

He seemed to be scrutinized by something, from top to bottom, back and forth.

"Good man..."

Suddenly, the already intermittent voice sounded again, not in the tone of ordinary people, but in some kind of weird and tactful singing.

The bride sang softly: "You have to get on the sedan chair~"

This voice is sad and lingering, and one sound is turned eighteen times, which makes people feel uncomfortable all over!

While singing these words, the bride who stood like a sculpture finally moved.

Her right hand covered by the wide sleeve slowly lifted up and stretched out towards Xu Shuo. As the sleeve of the wedding dress slid down, her fingers painted scarlet nails were revealed.

Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows, and he also moved.

He moved faster than the bride, and took out a neatly arranged plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

"I just made it, do you want to eat it?" Xu Shuo looked at her seriously and said.

"..." The bride stopped raising her hand.

"..."

The atmosphere in the alley fell silent.

Only the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus circulated in the air, as if it came from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard next to it. It was refreshing and had a hint of sweetness.

There was still a bit of fierce and weird atmosphere just now, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The bride whose arms were frozen in midair moved again.

Those pale fingers with well-defined joints were twisted like flowers, and the clusters of red nails were even more gorgeous, exuding an inexplicable and secluded temperament.

Then, at the moment when the bride's raised finger pointed down, her figure three meters away suddenly appeared in front of Xu Shuo!
The two were so close in an instant, Xu Shuo was also taken aback for a moment.

But the bride just put two fingers on the plate and picked up the top piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

The square beige sweet-scented osmanthus cake was twirling between her fingers, but the bride didn't eat it, she just rubbed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with both hands, and then held the cake to her nose and smelled it.

It is the front of the nose that still wears the red cap.

Although I don't know if she can smell it or not.

But compared to the stiff and weird image just now, the bride at this moment looks a little more lively, and the movement of sniffing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is actually a little playful.

Suddenly, the bride looked up at Xu Shuo again.

"where do you come from?"

This time the voice was not the kind of sad and melodious singing, nor did it come from the void, but from the position of the bride in front of her.

Ethereal and sweet, like the voice of a nightingale.

Xu Shuo thought for a while and replied, "Beishan."

The bride tilted her head, and the tassels of the red hijab danced lightly with the movements. She asked again, "What are you doing here?"

Following her example, Xu Shuo tilted his head: "Watching a play?"

After the words were finished, the bride put her fingers to her mouth, and gave a dignified and elegant low laugh.

"Does it look good?" she asked.

"I haven't seen anything yet." Xu Shuo was telling the truth.

"What do you want to see?" the bride asked again.

"good-looking."

"Then I'll take you to see it?"

The head covered by the red hijab was facing Xu Shuo. The bride's voice was clear and sweet, without the slightest ferocity and weirdness. If it wasn't for the strange scene, it might only make people feel that she was talking to a delicate young woman say.

Xu Shuo's eyes moved slightly, looking at the bride in front of him with burning eyes, a happy smile appeared on his face illuminated by the moonlight.

"it is good."

Want to give me props?

Ready to drop props? !
Give you the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, give me the props!
The reason why Xu Shuo was so active was that he remembered it in the final analysis—the sweet-scented osmanthus cake wanted to gain favorability for the bride, so as to get rewards from the other party!

……

But then, the bride didn't drop a prop. She was holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with her left hand, but she reached out to Xu Shuo with her right hand.

"Come."

This hand was extremely pale, like a wax figure in a museum.

Xu Shuo looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, then glanced at her with an unclear expression, and finally slowly extended his hand.

The moment he touched the opponent's palm, he thought to himself—it really is the touch of a wax figure.

Although the bride's voice was soft and beautiful, her hands were completely different from that beautiful voice, stiff, cold, and even conveyed a deadly touch.

And the moment Xu Shuo held her hand, the scene in front of him changed instantly, and a strong sense of dizziness hit him!

Bang!
Xu Shuo's back hit the plate hard.

He immediately observed his surroundings intently. Although he didn't feel any danger for the time being, some attacks like weirdness were hard to defend against.

The reason why Xu Shuo dared to take such a risk is mainly because he is confident in his current abilities. First of all, Dr. Chen's character card is an absolute life-saving ability!

In case of indecision, open the card directly!
But now this situation...

Xu Shuo was really stunned for a while.

There is a bright red color in front of my eyes, and I can't see anything but red.

Until he realized that something should be covering his head.

Xu Shuo was about to take off the thing on his head, but then he found that he couldn't control the body.

The body was struggling, but it wasn't really him struggling.

With this free time to struggle in a disorderly manner, he has long since untied the rope that bound him.

However, no matter how Xu Shuo's brain gave orders, this body showed no sign of movement, and was still struggling fearlessly.

Xu Shuo could clearly feel that his hands and feet were bound, and a ball of sackcloth was stuffed in his mouth, and his body kept hitting the wall while struggling.

He has experienced all of this.

If it wasn't for the fact that this tactile sensation was too real, Xu Shuo wouldn't have realized that he couldn't control his body right away.

Thinking of this, Xu Shuo's brain gave up struggling.

He listened intently to his surroundings.

It's very lively outside.

Castanets of red sandalwood, bells and drums, gongs and cannons, as if they were doing something festive.

And "he" seems to be sitting in a carriage.

Xu Shuo thought about the meeting with the bride just now, and tentatively opened his player manual.

These are not limited.

And the next moment, his gaze was directed to the outside.

Looking through the red hijab covering his head, Xu Shuo saw that the place he was in was indeed a rickety carriage, and outside the carriage, four big men in white clothes and white turbans were carrying the carriage.

Although the gongs and drums were noisy outside, it was actually not lively.

In the dark night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The man in the white turban who walked in front of the sedan chair hung a basket and led the way while waving white round paper, just like the white paper thrown at a funeral.

The sedan chair is also white, with large groups of white flowers adorning the head of the sedan chair.

The people who beat the gongs and drums were not happy either, they played the gongs and drums expressionlessly with a stiff dead face.

The sound is hilarious.

But the atmosphere is cold.

And the people in the sedan chair were perhaps even more terrified.

This is not a normal marriage.

There were no spectators around the village, and every household closed their doors and windows tightly, as if they were hiding something. The only one following the white wedding procession was a wild cat hanging far away at the end of the alley.

Shortly after.

The team stopped in front of a tall courtyard, and then Xu Shuo felt his body being pushed and shoved.

Two big men held the body by the shoulders and dragged him into the yard. No matter how violently the body struggled, there was no resistance in front of these people.

The sound of gongs and drums stopped.

The surrounding area was extremely silent.

But Xu Shuo heard the heartbeat of this body.

boom! boom! boom!
The irregular and violent heartbeat made him read the taste of fear, and he even felt a little novel about it-he actually tasted the emotion of fear in this way.

All the feelings, he seemed to be there personally, as if he was the one who was suffering all of this.

Including the emotions emanating from this body.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Suddenly, there was a loud singing and shouting around.

Then the legs of this body were kicked hard, and after he knelt down uncontrollably, the back of his head was pressed down and bowed again.

Xu Shuo: "..." It's even more strange.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Sing again.

Xu Shuo was pulled up again, and then he was pushed to kneel down and kowtowed in another direction.

The person who pressed the back of his head was definitely not gentle. This body hit the ground heavily, and there was a sharp pain from his forehead touching the floor.

Xu Shuo: "..." Silence.

"Bye husband and wife!"

Xu Shuo was dragged up again, and then forced to change direction, bend down towards a certain position and lower his head.

During this process, this body was still struggling extremely fiercely, and then the two hands next to him were like iron tongs tightly shackling his shoulders, so that he could only be forced to perform these actions.

After the last prayer, the voice sang without emotion: "Li Cheng——! Enter the bridal chamber!"

Xu Shuo: "???"

The next moment, even without using skills, his vision suddenly opened up!
Because the red hijab was lifted, and in front of him was a terrifying and weird corpse wearing a groom's official red dress with sunken eye sockets!
Xu Shuo was expressionless.

But the body was clearly terrified.

He struggled crazily, and even broke free from the two big men who were restraining him, then turned and ran towards the outside yard, and fell to the ground as soon as he took a step because his feet were tied.

The two big men rushed forward and held him tightly again.

A whimpering cry came from his mouth, but he couldn't make a loud sound because he was stuffed with a cotton cloth.

Xu Shuo glanced around.

There is also a coffin in this room.

After paying homage to the groom, he was lifted up by two big men and put back into the coffin.

But judging from the specifications of that coffin, it is obvious that it is not only used to hold one person, it is too wasteful to hold only one person in such a big coffin.

Xu Shuo probably already understood the whole story.

But even if he knew it now, it wasn't over, he was still stuck in this body and couldn't do anything.

At this moment, there was a sharp pain in his palm.

Xu Shuo, who was looking at the coffin, suddenly turned his eyes and saw that the right hand of the body was separated by a dagger, and the gurgling blood dripped into the bowl, mixing with a bowl of black dirty blood.

Immediately afterwards, the cotton cloth in his mouth was finally removed.

It was also at the moment when the cotton cloth disappeared, the body let out an extremely shrill cry!
"I do not want!"

"I don't want it! Please let me go!"

"I do not want!"

This is a girl.

Listening to the voice, it seems to be a teenage girl.

But no one listened to her crying and begging for mercy, and no one cared about her screaming resistance. Her mouth was forcibly opened, and then the bowl of blood was poured down.

The smell of blood rushed into her throat, not only choking the girl and causing her to cough violently, but also directly nauseating Xu Shuo.

He was really disgusted...

Qiuzi didn't feel so disgusted when he ate a medium-rare steak.

It was also at this time that the violin in Xu Shuo's mind became active. The vibration of the strings was not obvious, but it seemed to be drawn to something, and Xu Shuo's consciousness was played out in an instant.

The girl's body popped out.

Xu Shuo: "Bah!"

Xu Shuo pouted a few times to the side, trying to spit out the bloody smell that had just lingered in his throat, but this was just his illusion, because in reality he didn't drink those disgusting things.

He turned to look at the girl.

Her face was bright and bright, but at this moment her face was covered with tears, her eyes were full of fear to the point of dead despair—maybe she had anticipated the despair she would encounter next, she yelled frantically, and she kept crying and begging for mercy.

But all of this didn't move the people next to him in the slightest.

They took out needles and threads, and brutally sewed her chattering mouth shut, and then pressed her into the coffin, who was struggling violently, and took out huge peach wood nails and hammered them into her body one by one. And the spirit is fixed here forever.

That way she can't escape.

"Does it look good?"

Suddenly there was a soft questioning sound from the side.

Xu Shuo turned his head and saw the bride in her wedding dress.

After thinking about it, he shook his head: "It's disgusting."

……

(End of this chapter)