Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 227 The Bride Dedicated to the Mountain God (17)

After raising her arms, she was surprised to find that there were still some candle residues on the walls on both sides of the passage.

I think they were left behind by the previous craftsmen when they were repairing the building. I just don’t know if these antique candles can still be used now.

Jiang Qiuchen stood on tiptoe and used the fire starter in his hand to light the candles on both sides. The originally dark passage instantly became bright.

"Great!"

As he watched everything in front of him become bright again, Jiang Qiuchen's face blossomed with the first smile of the night.

As we walked deeper, the tunnel became narrower and more winding, and the walls on both sides were dimly visible in the dim firelight.

There are forks in the tunnel from time to time, and each fork is like a puzzle, inviting people to explore further.

In order to avoid getting lost, Jiang Qiuchen chose the right direction.

After the third right turn, the view suddenly opened up and inside was an antique bedroom.

The bedroom is decorated elegantly and exquisitely, with a mahogany bed placed against the wall, covered with soft silk bedding.

Next to the bed was an exquisite dressing table, on which were placed bronze mirrors, jade combs and other ancient women's dressing supplies.

There are several landscape paintings and calligraphy works hanging on the walls of the bedroom. The brush strokes are vigorous and the ink is rich, revealing an elegant scholarly air.

In a corner of the room, there is a guzheng. The strings vibrate gently, as if telling a thousand-year-old story.

It looked like this should be a bedroom for rest, but due to the long time, all the utensils were covered with a thick layer of dust.

After Jiang Qiuchen turned on the light in the bedroom, he put away the tinder, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, walked forward, and lifted the top layer of the quilt on the bed.

Fortunately, the bedding underneath looked quite clean, but when Jiang Qiuchen tried to pull it, the fabric made a fragile tearing sound.

Looking at the bedding with its inner lining exposed in front of her, Jiang Qiuchen held her forehead helplessly. She almost forgot that these were all old items. Although they had been kept in their original state because they had not been used, they could not withstand her tossing and turning.

But at least she had something to keep out the cold. If the temperature dropped significantly in the second half of the night, she could gather the quilts around her to keep warm.

Apart from this, nothing else seems to be useful.

After searching the bedroom and failing to find anything else that could be used, Jiang Qiuchen sat back on the bed in frustration.

After a busy day, she felt extremely sleepy all over. Now that she was on the bed, she felt like dozing off.

She didn't know what was happening. She felt more and more tired, and her eyelids became tighter and tighter. After blinking slowly, Jiang Qiuchen's vision became blurred and she fell asleep with her body tilted.

As Jiang Qiuchen fell asleep, everything in the Xiaguang Cave returned to its original state of silence. Except for the occasional tiny jumping sounds from the candlelight on the wall, there was nothing else.

At the same time, on the top of the sacred mountain, a budding Tianyun Yaohua was absorbing spiritual energy and the power of faith floating around it, accumulating strength for its final blooming.

That night, Jiang Qiuchen's sleep seemed unusually restless.

She lay on the soft bed. Although her body had fallen into a deep sleep, her consciousness seemed to be hovering on the edge of wakefulness and dreams.

She felt herself being pulled by an invisible force, traveling through different dreams.

Sometimes, she would wander in a garden full of flowers, smelling the fragrance of the flowers, but in the blink of an eye, the flowers would wither and turn into ruins.

Sometimes, she would be in the raging waves, feeling the beating of the waves, but in the next moment she would be swallowed up by the cold darkness. These dreams were fragmented and chaotic, like a series of randomly cut paintings that could not be pieced together to form a complete picture.

Jiang Qiuchen struggled hazily in his dreams, trying to find a clue to connect the fragments together, but every time he woke up when he was about to touch the truth, he was left with only confusion and exhaustion.

Finally she returned to Shibi Village, back to the eve of her marriage.

The bright and glaring red seemed like a burning flame in Jiang Qiuchen's vision, challenging her nerves all the time.

That kind of red was not an ordinary red. It was too bright and too dazzling, as if it was going to dye the whole world red, making Jiang Qiuchen feel extremely annoyed.

She closed her eyes and tried to avoid this strong visual stimulation, but the red color seemed to have life and kept lingering in her mind.

In addition to the annoying red color, the surroundings were filled with knocking sounds, as if countless small hammers were constantly hitting her eardrums.

The sound was so sharp and piercing that it went straight into her ears, making her unbearable.

Jiang Qiuchen covered his ears, trying to block out the noise, but the sound was like the wind that could penetrate any pore and always found a gap to get in.

She took a step forward, trying to escape from this suffocating environment, but no matter how fast she ran, she seemed to be just standing still.

Just when she was about to collapse, an abyss suddenly appeared ahead of her.

The abyss was bottomless, dark and terrifying, and one glance at it made people dizzy.

Jiang Qiuchen was frightened by the sudden abyss, his steps became disorderly and he lost his balance.

"what--"

A huge feeling of weightlessness swept over her, and she screamed and woke up from her sleep.

Jiang Qiuchen rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling a little tired and uneasy, but the moment he saw the scene in front of him, his whole body went cold.

She remembered very clearly last night. She clearly fell asleep on the bed in the bedroom with soft bedding under her head.

The dust floating in the air made her nose itchy, and she couldn't help sneezing several times. All of this was clearly reflected in her mind, and it was very real.

But she was not in a bedroom now, but on the altar in the center of the cave, with hard stones beneath her instead of a bed.

Jiang Qiuchen rolled up from the floor and looked at everything around him in shock.

The night is over and now is the day.

Bright light shone in from the hollow space high up, falling on the ground in star-like patterns.

At this moment, Jiang Qiuchen was standing in the fragmented light, her shadow cast on the ground, but she looked a little lonely.

What the hell does this happen? !
Where did she sleep last night?

Is all this just her hallucination?
Jiang Qiuchen had more and more questions in her mind. She looked at the dark tunnel and wanted to go forward again to find out more.

As long as he finds the traces she left last night, perhaps he can solve the mystery that is bothering him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiuchen walked towards the tunnel without hesitation.