[Exclusive from Jinjiang] Please enter the funeral guest
The dim blue light from the candlesticks seemed to fit people's imagination of the creatures of the underworld. The light filled every corner of the house and also shone on the faces of the paper figures sitting in the guest seats.
On the pale paper, a pair of eyes were scribbled with ink, and two drops of ink were added perfunctorily as pupils. Crooked strokes were used to outline the eyebrows and mouth of the paper figure, and even the nose was just a vertical line.
But the most attractive thing is the bright red blush and lip color. If someone who doesn’t know what’s going on sees it, he will probably be scared to death in the next second.
Four or five paper figures sat around a table, on which were placed paper dishes and drinks. At the moment of the incident, the paper figures simultaneously turned their heads towards the direction of the sound.
However, facing this scene are people who are even more terrifying than them.
The girl's pair of brown-black pupils slowly swept across the paper figures in front of her and in the distance, and finally the corners of her lips raised, revealing a spine-chillingly evil smile.
"Are you ready?"
In an instant, a bolt of lightning came from the sky, splitting the thick roof and landing precisely on the broken coffin lid!
Luo Shiqin kicked the broken coffin lid open. Her crisp movement caused the bride's dress to surge like red waves, and then fell quietly at her feet.
"bride,"
"bride,"
"Naughty,"
"bride!"
At once, gossips from men, women, old and young could be heard from all directions. The paper people all stood up and pointed at the bride who was not staying obediently in the coffin.
The happy expressions on their faces were uniformly wiped out and replaced with angry looks.
"go back!"
"go back!"
The loud scolding did not change Luo Shiqin's actions. Instead, it made her nervous, her adrenaline surged, and her brain secreted too much dopamine.
She could hear her heart pounding inside her chest.
This, this is indeed——
"This is indeed the fight scene I've always dreamed of."
The girl surrounded by paper figures smiled oddly. If you looked carefully, you could see that her pupils were dilated and it was obvious that her mind was no longer on the scene before her.
Materials, materials!
What great material!
Women who were oppressed to death by the feudal and decadent rules, women who were forcibly gagged and had their bones nailed, women who were suppressed and unable to speak out—
That miserable cry, like crying blood!
A woman who transformed into a vengeful ghost and climbed out of hell to fight her enemies!
Dim lights, red ghosts,
Paper figurines and rotten coffins are scattered all over the ground.
A joyous wedding ceremony and a weeping woman.
Luo Shiqin felt full of tension and inspiration like a surging tide!!
"Excellent,"
She unbuttoned her clothes at the neck, revealing a single eye that was glowing white.
Lightning's eyes were wide open, watching everything happening before his eyes.
Luo Shiqin raised her hands and pressed them against the corners of her eyes, and said with an angry smile: "Give me something better!"
"Happiness" [Latest update Chapter 18: Infernal Hell]
Through the big hole above his head, the indifferent sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning was surging between the clouds. The moment Luo Shiqin said that, countless lightning bolts could not wait to strike down, smashing the fig leaf of the paper people above his head——
"Boom!"
Lightning flashed continuously, striking the paper figure that rushed forward to grab her.
Densely packed white papers were sent one after another, and were struck to death on the spot by the indiscriminate thunder!
Luo Shiqin was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and her originally brown-black pupils were emitting a silvery-white light that she herself could not understand. She stood quietly and watched the tragedy unfolding before her eyes.
After the roof was smashed, the place became an open-air area. The paper figures surrounding it suffered heavy losses, and the unpleasant smell of burning could no longer be covered up.
The paper people stopped their rush forward and showed signs of retreating.
Luo Shiqin: "You just want to quit?"
She took a step forward, grabbed the paper figure in front, and smiled, "Sorry, the story hasn't reached its climax yet."
“Tear——”
She tore the paper man apart from the neck, and a scream that came from nowhere woke up all the stunned paper men in the room.
Paper Figure: …!
They all took a step back, and then pushed and squeezed each other to get out the door.
Crazy woman, crazy woman!
That was not all. Luo Shiqin walked to the candle stand in two or three steps, holding a blue candle in each hand, and lit the paper figure closest to her with a smile.
Lucky guest: …
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
For a moment, wailing was heard everywhere. The blue flame licked the fragile paper surface. The paper man's angry expression changed again, turning into wailing and resentment.
It screamed and tried to escape from this terrifying woman, but was grabbed by the head by Luo Shiqin again.
The paper figures were really light, and I didn’t know how they could stir up Luo Shiqin himself.
She curiously touched the blue fire that was still devouring the other party, but found that it had no temperature at all - perhaps it just did not harm living people.
The lucky guest screamed and struggled, and in despair discovered that the crazy woman lifted it high up and then threw it hard into the pile of fleeing paper figures!
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
Another large group of paper figures were swallowed by the flames. Luo Shiqin smiled and took two steps forward.
——It seems like you have got the material for describing the villain’s behavior?
She looked at the tragedy before her eyes, her conscience pricked slightly as a sign of respect, and then an overwhelming sense of satisfaction overwhelmed her heart.
Most of the paper figures scattered around were devoured by the blue flames, leaving only black ashes of unknown origin.
At this moment, a paper figure that had not yet gotten into trouble grabbed one of the fire-colored paper figures, and just like Luo Shiqin had done before, he tore open his companion's body neatly.
In the blink of an eye, accompanied by crying, the fire-colored paper man disappeared on the spot.
Looking at this scene, Luo Shiqin blinked.
And that cry seemed to have turned on a switch. The remaining paper figures surrounded the fire-colored paper figure and seized the opportunity to tear it apart!
"It's a dog-eat-dog situation."
Luo Shiqin regained her composure and laughed sarcastically: "It's the same as when you were alive."
The scattered fire-colored paper figures were all caught and torn apart, and within two or three minutes, the fire was extinguished.
The paper figures stood around Luo Shiqin at a distance, not daring to get close, but also unwilling to leave.
Luo Shiqin: "You are quite courageous."
But so what?
She took a step forward, and the paper people reflexively took three steps back.
Paper Figure: ...
Or perhaps their actions were too timid, they gathered together and whispered about something.
Soon after, in the darkness without any lightning, a pair of red embroidered shoes stepped into Luo Shiqin's field of vision.
“Tsk, tsk…”
Logically speaking, the sound of these steps could not drown out the thunder in the sky.
But Luo Shiqin could only hear this sound for some unknown reason.
The flashing lightning dimmed and brightened, making the scene look extremely terrifying.
It was not until the fourteen footsteps stopped that Luo Shiqin saw the thing pushed out by the paper people to confront her head-on.
The red and white roof was blown off by the strong wind from the open hole, revealing the scene inside.
The woman's head tilted to the left, and her bloodshot eyes stared at Luo Shiqin.
The mouth was violently sewn shut with needle and thread, oozing dark red blood, and three iron nails were driven into the collarbone of the wedding dress under the neck.
Her body was tied tightly with hemp ropes and hung up.
When Ma Niang took a step forward, the hemp rope around her neck tightened, hanging her up.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The woman strangled by the hemp rope was forced to move towards her step by step.
Luo Shiqin: …
Her movements were extremely slow, and Luo Shiqin could see clearly who was operating the ropes that bound her.
The end of the hemp rope is split into countless small ropes and tied in the hands of the paper man standing behind Ma Niang.
Their expressions changed from weeping and resentful to kind and benevolent. It seemed that they had already determined that Luo Shiqin could not defeat this opponent.
Ma Niang raised her blood-soaked right hand - her knuckles were also tied with thin hemp ropes.
"go back……"
The bloodshot eyes stared at her intently, and black liquid dripped from the seamed lips that were forced open and closed.
"Go back," she began, her voice hoarse and low, "be a good bride..."
Luo Shiqin did not retreat, but she did not move forward to Ma Niang. She just stood there, in the center of the open-air house, looking at the woman.
"Go back," she said calmly, "and have your mouth sewed up by them, nailed up, strangled to death in a coffin - and become the next you?"
Ma Niang: "Go back——"
"Listen to their wails, their curses, their struggles,"
"How do you feel?"
Ma Niang: "Go back!"
"Are you willing to be the so-called bride?" Luo Shiqin pretended not to hear him and continued, "Weren't you deceived?"
"Return——"
"Wake up, Ma Fang." The girls in wedding gowns looked at her, and all three of their eyes were filled with pity. "Don't you want to escape from here?"
"How could you allow yourself to be manipulated by them and let girls like you fall into this endless purgatory?"
Ma Fang... ?
Yes, she has a name.
When I was sent to the palace and the contract was signed, the housekeeper wrote down this name.
That’s great! This word is so beautiful.
She has a name too...
Could she, too, escape from that man-eating hell?
The ghost bride, strangled by the hemp rope, did not move. No matter how hard the paper people behind her pulled her, she still did not move.
Until another long nail was driven into her heart from behind, pushing her towards the direction where Luo Shiqin was.
“Ahh—”
“Ha, ha, haha—”
Tears of blood flowed from the ghost bride's face, and her strange smile and wailing flesh split her into two.
She was hung and walked towards Luo Shiqin step by step.
Luo Shiqin sighed.
There is no other way. Is that the only thing I can use now?
The thunderclouds in the sky were ready to strike, however, at the moment when the ghost bride's outstretched right hand was about to touch her.
A white arm stretched out from behind Luo Shiqin and clasped the hand of the Ghost Bride.
Afterwards, countless red figures emerged from behind her, and countless arms stretched out towards the Ghost Bride!
Luo Shiqin suddenly realized and subconsciously turned around to look -
"Senior! We are here to save you!"
Under the lightning, the girl with a bun and Yun Yuer beside her waved at her happily, and protecting them were countless ghost brides.
This chapter drops fifty small red envelopes~