The score in the first level has a limit.

However, it's also possible that Su Deng killed too many people and accumulated too many points, causing the game controllers to become unbearable.

The second level is a pitch-black environment with a cold wind blowing from all directions, and light blue or yellow flames dancing in the air.

Su Deng took out a torch to light the way, only to find that the surrounding area was full of graves!

From a distance, the tombstones stand like a forest of steles, each grave mound weighed down with a stack of yellow paper, yellow paper money scattered everywhere, and broken wreaths drifting in all directions.

Judging from the orderly arrangement of these burial mounds and tombstones, it should be a cemetery, rather than a mass grave.

Holding a torch, Su Deng walked forward while observing her surroundings, the flickering flames like will-o'-the-wisps swirling around her.

This cemetery is so huge that it's impossible to know exactly how big it is. Su Deng had been walking for half an hour and still hadn't gotten out, and the tombstones and graves in front of her still seemed endless.

She suspected it was some kind of maze or something similar, so she made a mark, but as she walked forward, she didn't see her mark again.

“Woo woo—”

Just then, a sound suddenly came to my ears.

Approaching from afar, ethereal and indistinct.

Su Deng stood there quietly for a while, listening. It sounded like music, perhaps the sound of suona and cymbals.

Like joy.

Su Deng listened for a while longer, then walked in the direction of the sound.

After walking for about ten more minutes, the sound seemed to linger in my ears, sometimes near and sometimes far, but I didn't see anyone. Suddenly, a thick fog rolled in, and soon the entire forest disappeared from view.

Wisps of mist seeped into the body, sending chills down one's spine.

Su Deng frowned, rubbed the goosebumps that had risen on her skin from the cold, and continued to walk slowly forward with the torch in hand.

After walking for a while, the sound of suona horns grew closer and clearer, and the fog ahead suddenly dissipated, revealing a wedding procession in the thin mist.

There were twenty or thirty people, all dressed in red. The suona horn team at the front played light, passionate, loud, and cheerful music, while in the middle was a bridal sedan chair carried by eight people.

Beside the bridal sedan chair was a small donkey, on which sat an old woman dressed in dark red clothes, wearing a headband, and with a large black mole on the upper right side of her lips.

She seems to be a matchmaker.

Like a wedding procession, the suona horns played softly, the procession hopped and skipped, and even the little donkeys swayed as they walked.

Everything was bright red, creating a festive atmosphere.

And this once endless cemetery has disappeared, turning into a forest.

Su Deng paused, put away her torch, and silently followed behind the bridal sedan chair procession.

The bridal sedan chair hopped along for about half an hour. Although Su Deng felt like they were going around in circles, they crossed a river, and on the other side of the river, a village appeared.

The village was brightly lit at this time, with red lanterns and torches tied with red ribbons. It was clear that the village was not very big. The large square at the entrance of the village was filled with tables and chairs, all covered with red cloth.

There were over a hundred people, probably villagers, all dressed in red.

From a distance, the entire village appears as a bright red, its eerie glow shimmering in the night.

The wedding procession stopped in the very center of the square. The matchmaker, who had been riding on a donkey, dismounted, waving her handkerchief and speaking in a high-pitched, shrill voice.

"Alight from the sedan chair!"

As the bridal sedan chair descended, a young girl dressed in a red jacket walked to the sedan chair door, lifted the curtain, and first extended a slender white hand from inside the sedan chair.

Her skin was so white it was unrecognizable, and her nails were painted a deep red.

After the hand rested on the girl's wrist in front of the sedan chair, the bride, dressed in a red wedding gown, stepped out of the sedan chair with a large red veil embroidered with two mandarin ducks covering her head.

The bride was helped to walk towards the wedding stage set up in front of the square, with the cheerful sound of suona horns playing all the way.

It's like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.

The villagers all had smiles on their faces as they sat down at the tables where the feast had been set out, and there were also many children of different ages sitting at two tables.

After the bride stepped onto the stage, the matchmaker, who had a large black mole, stood beside her and shouted, "Please, groom!"

Two young men dressed in red wedding robes walked out from behind the wedding platform. One of them was carrying a large rooster with a very red comb, and the other was carrying a memorial tablet.

The two stood side by side on the stage, facing the bride.

There were two children standing next to them, dressed in red wedding clothes.

It's clear that it's a man and a woman.

They stood in the middle, each holding a red cloth flower bouquet with long red ribbons at both ends, the right side held in the bride's hand.

The left side splits into two, one tied to the rooster and the other to the memorial tablet.

The matchmaker proclaimed: "Auspicious day and time, heaven and earth open up, heaven and earth match, great fortune and prosperity, a match made in heaven, rich and noble, a pair made on earth, great fortune and prosperity, a boy and a girl born of destiny, the Old Man of the Moon has brought them together in marriage..."

"Bow!"

"I bow to Heaven, Earth, Sun, Moon, and Stars."

"Second bow to the Eastern Wood element (甲乙木)~"

"Three bows to the Southern Fire of Bing and Ding!"

"Four bows..."

As she shouted, the bride and the two young men twisted their bodies and bowed in all directions.

"The ceremony is complete!"

After a long and tedious series of more than ten bows, the matchmaker finally shouted to end the ceremony and escorted the bride and groom to their bridal chamber.

The matchmaker and all the villagers went together.

He was accompanied by the two children.

In a bright red house in the middle of the village, after the door to the master bedroom was opened, the matchmaker first shouted a blessing, then had two children walk around the room, and finally took off their shoes and lay on the bed, saying that it was to "press the bed".

Then, the bride sat on the edge of the bed, and two young men placed a rooster on the bed and a memorial tablet on the bed, with the red silk connecting the two and the bride.

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