The eerie white light of the lantern flickered, and dozens of people stood neatly in the high bed covered with red gauze. They stood together neatly as if they were going to take a group photo, with their backs to the white willow outside the bed curtains.

These brides were wearing bright red dresses and trousers of different styles and stood motionless like wax figures, with red veils on their heads and embroidered shoes on their feet. The bright red and thick veils were embroidered with delicate dragons and phoenixes.

The veil seemed to have been soaked in water, with water dripping from the pale yellow willow fern around it, dropping onto the bedding on the bed.

The water seeped through the bedding and under the bed, slowly spreading throughout the tomb.

A strong smell of water and blood.

What's even more bizarre is that although these brides had their backs to Bai Liu, the toes of their embroidered shoes were facing backwards and the heels were forward, as if their heads were twisted 180 degrees, which was really chilling.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes and searched among the group of brides.

The group of brides stood at the bottom right corner. Bai Liu saw a bride wearing black sneakers. This "bride" had long, broad, white hands with distinct veins.

These were obviously a pair of men's hands. The fingernails on these hands were already blue-black and very long, with water dripping from the fingertips.

Mu Sicheng followed Bai Liu's gaze and looked over. He held his breath and carefully mouthed to Bai Liu: This is my sneaker. Just as you guessed before, [it] really shows my body in front of us!

Bai Liu stared motionlessly at the bride wearing sneakers.

According to Mu Sicheng himself, his evil spirit is playful and arrogant. If he steals something, he will not hide it carefully. He will definitely show it off to them and seduce them to steal it like a naughty child.

So what is the worst way to seduce them to rob?

Naturally, it is placed in the most dangerous [Soul] to be snatched.

Apart from the Taoist zombie, the most dangerous spirits in this tomb are the brides who died on the road with heavy resentment.

Bai Liu bent one knee, stepped on the edge of the bed and climbed up. Mu Sicheng exclaimed in surprise.

The wooden bed that carried more than thirty people swayed with a creaking sound when Bai Liu stood on it.

The brides standing in a pile on the bed swayed slightly as the bed swayed. Their heels, which were originally facing inward, moved and slowly turned toward Bai Liu.

During the rotation, the upper bodies of these brides remained motionless, as if their feet were separated from their upper bodies. A faint feminine giggle came from under the veil, and the veil seemed to be fluttering in the wind.

Mu Sicheng stood beside the bed. He had originally wanted to pull Bai Liu off the bed, but seeing this situation, he stopped his actions and asked nervously, "Bai Liu, what are you going to do up there? I should be the one going up there, right?!"

"Your body is among these thirty-odd brides." Bai Liu was about to move forward. He turned around and looked down at Mu Sicheng who was pulling at the hem of his shirt, and signaled him to let go. "What you need to do now is not to pull me, but to quickly find your body in the chase and then jump in."

Mu Sicheng pointed at the bride in sneakers in confusion: "Isn't that my body? I just need to jump in, right?"

"Although you are not very smart," Bai Liu said calmly, turning back and pulling out a stick from his waist, "but I don't think you would be so arrogant about the consequences of stealing and hiding things, which are things you like and are good at."

Mu Sicheng was surprised: "Where did you get this stick?!"

"I found it in the coffin in the temple last night. I think it can be used. We can't just lift the veil. Otherwise, when Kong Xuyang tried to stop us from lifting the veil of the bride, he should have said not to let us lift the veil, instead of stopping the bride from lifting the veil."

Before Bai Liu finished speaking, he reached out and pulled the veil of the bride in front of him.

The bride's head was pulled back by Bai Liu, but the veil did not fall off, as if the veil had grown firmly on her scalp.

Bai Liu let go of Mu Sicheng's stunned eyes, and the bride slowly turned her head back. Bai Liu turned her head and looked at Mu Sicheng calmly: "Sure enough, so I guess this veil can only be opened with a wedding pole or by the bride herself."

Before Mu Sicheng could react, Bai Liu stretched out the wedding pole and without hesitation aimed it at the veil of the burly bride in sneakers, and lifted it up.

The water-soaked hood fell off, and the blood spread.

Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu were silent for a moment as they looked at the bride whose veil had been lifted.

There was no head under the bride's veil. There was only a cross-section of the back of her neck above her shoulders. The flesh was pale and bleeding. The bulging mass that looked like a head and was protruding from the veil was actually a mass of messy black hair growing from the back of her neck.

Mu Sicheng couldn't help but let out a fucking sound.

Bai Liu managed to stay calm: "This is not your body. These sneakers are just a trick."

"What should we do now?" Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu, "Should we remove the veils one by one?"

Bai Liu calmly lowered her eyelids and looked at the bed: "I don't think your soul would be so kind as to let us uncover your secrets one by one."

The moment the veil of the headless bride fell to the ground, the giggles of the remaining thirty or so brides suddenly became much sharper. The speed at which dozens of them moved on their tiptoes suddenly increased, and they were almost instantly aimed at Bai Liu's position.

As they turned, their upper bodies swung violently. After a series of crisp sounds of bones clashing, everyone's fronts were aligned with their toes, and they moved swiftly and cautiously towards Bai Liu.

"run!"

Bai Liu jumped down the bed without hesitation, and the bride followed closely. After Bai Liu looked back, she pulled Mu Sicheng and started to circle the bed, throwing the wedding pole to Mu Sicheng: "You lift it."

Mu Sicheng hurriedly took the wedding pole. He ducked to avoid the bride who was approaching from behind him and asked in confusion, "Why am I the one who's opening the door?"

"Among these thirty-plus brides, there must be one with your body." Seeing that Bai Liu was about to be caught up by the bride, he dived sideways and rushed under the bed, taking a short cut and coming out from the other end of the bed.

Bai Liu got out from under the bed and knelt on one knee, looking up at Mu Sicheng: "I can't tell the difference between these brides for now, so removing the lid is like opening a blind box. I just vaguely remembered that my luck seems to have always been bad, so I'm not suitable for doing this kind of thing."

"Or are you afraid and insist that I come?" Bai Liu smiled, and he was about to take the pole from Mu Sicheng's hand. "If you don't mind me uncovering more than 30 of them and chasing us, then I don't mind."

Mu Sicheng cautiously retracted the wedding pole. He climbed onto the bed frame with a bit of despair as the bride followed him on tiptoe. He lay on the bed curtain, took a deep breath, then turned around and used the wedding pole to hook open the veil of the bride.

"That's not it either!" Mu Sicheng was a little overwhelmed.

Bai Liu reminded him slowly, "Be careful. The bride will run after you if you uncover her veil."

Mu Sicheng was shocked: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Bai Liu shrugged innocently: "What I uncovered was a headless bride. It seems that it behaves erratically without a head. I just discovered that it would chase me."

"I suggest you take it off quickly." Bai Liu dodged the headless bride who was following him like a stroll, his face was calm but his tone was full of sympathy, "It's almost twelve o'clock."

Mu Sicheng nimbly climbed up a pillar next to the tomb with two legs, clamped his feet on the pillar, looked at the group of brides gathering under the pillar, gritted his teeth, bent down, and used the wedding pole to hook open the veils of six brides.

"Shit! None of the six!" Mu Sicheng was furious. "That spirit is not playing tricks on me! There is no body of mine in here!"

Bai Liu squatted lightly beside the bed. The headless bride circled the bed and searched. He smiled and looked up at Mu Sicheng hanging on the pillar: "I think your body is in here."

"But which one is it?" Mu Sicheng was so confused by the choices, "It's just like Tang Bohu ordering Qiuxiang. The Qiuxiang I ordered is twice as much as Tang Bohu's!"

"You are lifting yourself up. Tang Bohu had a wife after he ordered Qiuxiang, but you don't have a wife after you ordered." Bai Liu added calmly, "You can only find your own corpse."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

I am not a real person, but Bai Liu, you are really not a human.

"But you have a lucky rod." Bai Liu held his chin lazily, "You are still more skilled than your soul. Reveal it quickly. The body is still yours. It can't beat you."

Mu Sicheng was sulking as he bent down and hooked his head.

Bai Liu's gaze was always on the brides below. He saw that one of the brides bent her fingers and raised them when Mu Sicheng's wedding pole fell.

This is a subconscious "hooking hand" action, often seen when a thief sees his coveted stolen item. This is the posture Mu Sicheng used when he was stealing.

Bai Liu slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

It seems that under his instigation, there is a restless bride who wants to steal the wedding pole.

Bai Liu spoke very quickly: "Mu Sicheng, the third one at nine o'clock."

When Mu Sicheng heard Bai Liu's words, he didn't think at all. He raised his head with his hand almost reflexively. His movement was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye.

The veil was lifted, revealing a "Mu Sicheng" with a hateful face, dark eyes, and fangs more than an inch long. He glared fiercely at Mu Sicheng who was hanging on the pillar, his knees straightened, and he opened his mouth to bite Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng subconsciously wanted to fight back.

Bai Liu ordered coldly: "Don't fight back, let him beat you."

Mu Sicheng stopped fighting back. The flesh on his neck was grabbed fiercely by the "Mu Sicheng" that flew over. However, what was sucked was not blood, but soul. Mu Sicheng's face was so painful that he almost disappeared. Finally, he completely disappeared on the pillar.