Chapter 450: Deep Mansion (Thirty-Eight)

The preparations for the wedding were very tedious, and apart from sleeping, everyone could only find opportunities to slack off according to their abilities.

And time seemed to be installed on an accelerator in the busyness. In a few blinks of an eye, the horizon was dyed red by the setting sun. Looking from a distance, even people's pupils turned orange.

Along with the afterglow, clusters of candles lit up in Liu's house. These candles swayed in the wind and snow, as if they would go out at any time.

Squeak——

The heavy door was slowly pushed open, and a large number of figures entered one after another, making the gloomy courtyard suddenly noisy.

The musician, dressed in black clothes, slowly plucked the strings of the zither on the high platform. The flowing music seemed to be more intoxicating than fine wine.

Yu Huo looked at this scene coldly, and countless vigilances rose in his heart. This scene... seemed to be gradually overlapping with his dream.

Something is wrong. This is very wrong!

As if to confirm his suspicions, Butler Liu suddenly appeared and sang loudly, "The auspicious time has arrived. Open the coffin and dig up the earth!"

Open the coffin? What open the coffin?

The noisy background seemed to have been muted.

Under everyone's surprised or dazed gaze, a pitch-black coffin was carried into the courtyard.

What was even more bizarre was that the neighbors sitting in the seats in the courtyard all clapped and congratulated after the coffin landed, as if they were not at all surprised by the scene.

Even Tian Guihua, who was always so calm, reacted at this moment. She subconsciously grasped Yu Huo's sleeve and whispered a reminder: "Something is wrong with this wedding banquet. It seems that we need to review it as soon as possible..."

Before she finished speaking, Tian Guihua decisively swallowed her unfinished words, and a look of shock appeared on her face.

Yu Huo looked in the direction where her gaze was focused, and saw that the faces of the guests had turned towards them at some point, and they even had the same creepy smile on their faces.

Such a smile was like a virus, spreading from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. By the time they came to their senses, almost all the guests' attention was focused on them.

The hosts gradually became aware of these unusual gazes, their conversations came to a halt, and their eyes subconsciously swept across the guests' empty tables, their hearts skipping a beat.

Although those pairs of eyes were of different sizes and shapes, the emotions within them were all greedy, and the swallowing sounds even seemed to drown out the sound of the piano.

That look was like...looking at a delicious dish after another, just waiting for the right opportunity to devour them all.

Faced with such a bizarre scene, almost all the surviving anchors felt a chill in their hearts, and the fear hidden in their bodies was aroused by this scene.

"Bow to Heaven and Earth!"

A cold wind blew, bringing with it a strong smell of blood. Everyone looked at Butler Liu who was presiding over the wedding, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that Butler Liu's appearance had changed at some point, and under his face, which was covered with corpse spots, was a torso with his stomach ripped open.

Dalia's legs went weak and she almost fell to her knees, but fortunately Tian Guihua helped her up in time.

But the next second, when Mr. Ding turned around, he no longer had the elegant look he had when they first met. A fist-sized gap appeared on his chest under his pale face.

The strangest thing is that they all seemed to be completely unaware and continued with this weird and terrifying wedding.

"Bow to your parents twice!"

Mr. Ding, accompanied by Aunt Pan, who was wearing a red veil, slowly turned around and knelt down in front of the two cold tablets on the table.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

The cold wind blew the red veil, revealing the lower half of Aunt Pan's beautiful face, her lips as red as blood...

The wedding continued as planned, and the smiles on the guests' faces grew wider and wider, as if they were about to burst from their ears.

Yu Huo could even hear the teeth of several anchors around him grinding and gritting in fear.

"Have any of you found the replay card?"

I don't know who said it, but everyone looked back and forth at each other, as if they had grabbed their last straw.

At the same time, the wind suddenly increased and blew up the snow on the ground, and snowflakes flew towards everyone's faces. Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, and only slowly opened their eyes after the cool snowflakes melted away.

In an instant, their vision was covered by frost and white.

The red silk had turned pure white at some point, and even the fiery red lanterns seemed to have lost their festive color. On the pure white walls of the lanterns, the word "葬" (Dian) was neatly written in black, yet eerie.

Tian Guihua rubbed her eyes hard, subconsciously thinking that her eyes were blurry.

But no matter how many times she opened her eyes, all she saw was the creepy pure white, which undoubtedly magnified her inner fear.

Dalia and the others were frightened and turned around to escape, but the guests who were sitting there stood up and blocked the direction of the door at the loud voice of Butler Liu.

Boom!

The heavy door began to close slowly without any external force, as if blocking their last way to survive.

Just when everyone was about to fall into despair, a slow and steady voice suddenly rang out from among them.

“I want to review!”

Yu Huo pulled away Tian Guihua's hand that was tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, walked forward gracefully, and a thin white card was pinched between his slender fingers.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and even the courtyard filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves fell into silence.

Whether human or ghost, they all stared blankly at the card at his fingertips, which was no bigger than half a palm, with surprise and vigilance in their eyes...

"Did you find that review card?" Tian Guihua took two steps forward, looked at the review card and threw out some nonsense.

Upon hearing this, Yu Huo just glanced at the man who was staring at her in front of the piano table and nodded perfunctorily.

Dalia came back to her senses, but unlike Tian Guihua, she didn't look as happy. Instead, she looked a little worried: "The replay card is for the dungeon boss. Do you know which of these ghosts is the creator of the dungeon?"

Fortunately, the young man in front of him did not show any hesitation, nor did he keep me in suspense.

"Of course." Yu Huo glanced at Dalia, a firm smile on his face. "The creator of this dungeon is Pan Quan."

As soon as he finished speaking, almost everyone looked at the male ghost lying by the well and looking at this place innocently.

The other person's eyes were dull, and his entire face was wrinkled and stuck to the dried flesh, like old tree bark.

Just when everyone was about to question this conclusion, the young man suddenly moved in the opposite direction of the wellhead.

He held out the review card in his hand to Mr. Ding, who was dressed in wedding attire, and suddenly curled his lips and chuckled, "Pan Quan, I want to review it."

Everyone: “…?”

Just as everyone was puzzled, 'Master Ding', dressed in red, actually took the review card and said in a flat voice, "The review time is half an hour. You can start now."

If it weren't for the strong unwillingness in his eyes, Yu Huo would have really believed the calmness he maintained on the surface.

Yu Huo showed no sympathy for this. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the ghosts in the yard. He pulled a chair and sat down. Then he arrogantly took out two other review cards from his pocket, played with them in his hands, and looked at the dungeon boss with his head tilted leisurely.

Everyone was speechless: "......"

The other party seemed unable to bear his provocative gaze, frowned and reminded him fiercely: "You only have 30 minutes."

The young man still maintained his lazy posture and let out a long "ah~" sound: "30 minutes... That's enough."