It turns out that the bloody smell that has been lingering at the tip of my nose comes from this human skin that has been soaked in blood day and night.

Although the color of the wedding dress was overly sad, after seeing the severely decayed corpse in the coffin, Jiang Ji thought that the clothes were not clean enough. He never expected that the truth was even more perverted... There really were people who used leather to make wedding dresses.

The smell of rust became stronger and stronger, and blood soaked the inner layer of clothes, forming a pool of blood.

After being soaked in blood, the wedding dress finally came back to life. The edges and folds stretched out quickly and visibly, and it even made a popping sound as if the skin and fascia were stretched. At first, it sounded like beans falling on the ground.

The human skin tightened tighter and tighter, binding her tightly, and the suffocation came like a tide.

Jiang Ji felt a strong sense of dizziness, his vision was blurred, and he subconsciously grasped the things at hand.

The corner of her clothes was tightly grasped. Ying Huai lowered his eyes, raised his hand to rub the back of her head, separated her fingers, freed the wrinkled clothes, and reluctantly handed over his hand.

At the same time, his mental power turned into several sharp blades, which made a ding-dong sound on the wedding dress, as if hitting hard metal, leaving sharp cuts. Ying Huai used 30% of his strength, and he had not yet figured out the toughness of this human skin, so it was easy to cut her.

“Hmm!”

Jiang Ji clenched his teeth and let out a groan of pain from his throat.

The blood was like super glue. Once it soaked through the clothes, it stuck tightly to her skin.

Unless the human skin leaves the body on its own, every one of his attacks will land on the girl.

Ying Huai gave up the attack and went straight to tear off the wedding dress.

When you touch it, it feels like real human skin, elastic and plump, and you can even feel the thicker pores on it.

But this blood did not come from Jiang Ji, and the human skin did not seem to intend to hurt her here.

The moment she grabbed the collar, she gasped in pain, "hiss——"

"It hurts a lot?" Ying Huai frowned, "Can you bear it?"

Jiang Ji didn't say anything. The moment his collar was touched, the edge dug into his neck, leaving a purple mark.

This is a threat.

It is impossible to attack or peel off the human skin. The more you try, the tighter the skin becomes. You can only wait for it to separate on its own.

Ying Huai looked into Jiang Ji's eyes. There was some pain in those cat-like eyes, filled with mottled red bloodshot. A line of blood slowly flowed from her nose. Her lips were pinched to a pale and black color. The collar of her wedding dress was clamped around her neck. She couldn't speak, and there was more calmness in her eyes.

Ying Huai raised his hand to wipe the blood off her face, and they looked at each other for a moment.

Looking at this inseparable scene, Ajin felt really anxious and angry. It was already this late and he was still gazing at her affectionately.

"Boss, what should we do?" After saying this, he felt that every time he said this, he was like the pig in the classic novel who always said "Oh no, the master was captured by the monster". He couldn't accept it and struggled to think: "If cutting doesn't work, how about burning it?"

"……"

Jiang Ji held on, half-raising her head, raised her trembling hand, pointed at the leaky door, and lightly touched it with her pale lips. Ah Jin immediately squinted and read her lips, trying her best to capture the important information that her companion was trying to convey in such pain:

climb.

Ying Huai said without even raising his eyes: "She told you to crawl."

Woo woo, Ajin moved towards the ghost sedan chair with grievance, but the ghost sedan chair's pole slammed the ground heavily, telling him to get out.

"It's actually been contaminated, there's nothing we can do about it."

The black-haired young man leaned over, picked her up, and strode out of the room.

He picked up Jiang Ji easily. Jiang Ji looked at the ground and saw such long legs. He was afraid of heights and couldn't sit down.

Ah Jin stood up, holding his butt, and limped after the two men: "Boss... Boss, wait for me! Wuuuuuuuuu!"

He followed closely, and behind him was the ghost sedan that had just been recruited.

Shangshan County is dead everywhere, just like its history which is piled up from the corpses of women.

They were walking on the streets of the county town. Ying Huai did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts, and soon they ran into a group of human-shaped black fog.

It seemed that they were heading towards the Fang family. When they saw Ying Huai and others, these ghosts cast a sinister look at them.

"Whose bride and bridegroom are these? They look so unfamiliar."

"The bride is hugging the bridegroom? What are they doing?"

"It's the wedding night now, but he's not in the house. Is he out hunting?"

"Why is the sedan chair in such a state? Are the young couple so intense?"

"Is it true? Let's go and see."

"But didn't we go out to see Second Young Master Fang and First Young Master Lu getting married?"

"It's okay. The two families are still fighting. It won't be over in a short while. We can still have time to go later..."

These ghosts pushed each other, and actually turned around and followed, following from a distance, like ghosts that would not leave.

Ajin was completely confused after listening to these strange words.

No, is it the rule here that only clothes are considered and not faces?

Wouldn't you rather think that it's the male bride hugging the female groom, rather than thinking that they might just be wearing their clothes backwards?

These ghosts did not realize that they were humans. If they were not really blind, it could only be that Ying Huai quietly opened the mental barrier.

Ying Huai walked in front, with a long tail following behind him.

They passed through a series of deserted and desolate streets, walked out of the county town's gate, and stopped in front of a stone well.

The well looked quite old, with moss growing all over the wellhead and the ground slippery. There were a lot of dirty shoes left nearby, most of them were just one pair, and the styles ranged from embroidered shoes to thin-strap sandals. There were also a few pairs of white sneakers that were so dirty that you couldn't see the original color.

Then, Ying Huai stood by the well and threw the girl into it.

Ajin saw this scene a few meters away and was stunned.

What???

The strange person who came along to watch the fun was also stunned by this scene.

"Ah? The groom jumped into the well?"

"What are you looking at me with? Is this a case of jumping into a well? This is the groom being murdered by the bride!"

Ah Jin didn't even feel the pain in his butt anymore. He rushed to the well as fast as he could and stretched his neck to look down. It was very dark inside and he could barely see the ripples on the water surface. It was obviously unfathomable.

"Boss...did you really throw it in?"

Ah Jin couldn't even speak straight: "Aren't you going to try to save him?"

Ying Huai raised his hand, and the huge rock next to him flew over and pressed on the wellhead, completely blocking Ajin's view.