As 'Su Deng' left, 'the bride' remained sitting on the bed, unable to move, the room filled with the stench of a slaughtered rooster.
The night grew deeper and deeper until the clock struck midnight.
More people arrived, but instead of entering the house, they stood outside the door and shouted, "The auspicious hour has arrived! Bride and groom, enter the bridal chamber!"
After her loud shout subsided, a strange, eerie wind blew in, extinguishing the two red wedding candles on the table inside.
Or perhaps after she shouted and the candles went out, something should have happened in the room, but now it feels like nothing happened.
The bride wondered if it was related to Su Deng killing the rooster.
At this moment, the 'bride' didn't know who she was. She only felt that she shouldn't be the bride, and she also felt guilty about what 'Su Deng' had said earlier.
She didn't understand, but she always felt it was a terrifying, shocking, and earth-shattering event.
...She shouldn't be the bride, nor should she be sitting here. She should be Su Deng, she should be that person.
But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. She sat there, her face covered in blood and tears, unable to move an inch.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she fell into a deep sleep again, vaguely hearing sounds around her.
"Why didn't we consummate our marriage?"
Where's the rooster?
"Why is there so much blood on the ground..."
“It can’t be…”
"Don't say it!"
One person seemed to remember something, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by another person who was wary of him.
"Whether there's a bridal chamber or not, quickly call the matchmaker; we must bury her before dawn."
"Everything is packed."
With a rustling sound, the matchmaker led her people in. She frowned when she saw the bride lying unconscious on the bed, her clothes intact.
She pulled open the bride's collar and saw that the area below the bride's neck was completely white and clean, without any marks. Her brows furrowed even more. "Didn't you consummate the marriage?"
"I...I don't know..." a young man nearby stammered, "The rooster...is gone..."
The memorial tablet was also split in two and placed on a table inside the room.
"It's too late..." the matchmaker glanced at the sky and said in a deep voice, "Let's put it in the coffin first!"
The others quickly agreed, and carried the bride from the bed into the large red coffin that had been prepared in the courtyard outside the door. A large red flower was tied to the coffin lid with red silk.
After the bride was placed inside, the coffin lid was closed. As the matchmaker chanted various words in a melodious tone, eight men dressed in red clothes each held a small hammer and a long nail, and in unison, they hammered the nails down to seal the coffin lid and the coffin tightly.
After the nails were nailed on, the matchmaker splashed some blood on the coffin, which was almost black, and eight men lifted the coffin together.
The wedding procession with suona horns joined in, and the sound of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" filled the air again. The matchmaker rode her little donkey, and the procession hopped and skipped towards the woods outside the village.
In the woods, there was a cemetery that had been dug long ago, surrounded by a thin, ethereal white mist, and the villagers dressed in red stood all around it.
The coffin was lowered down, buried, and a proper grave was built.
The matchmaker cut the hands of the two children who had been on the bed, used their blood to stain a blue brick, then took out some yellow paper and used the blood-red brick to press down on top of the new grave.
Others smashed a stone tablet with a loud crash, carved some intricate characters on it, and buried it in front of the new grave as a tombstone.
The crowd gradually dispersed, the sound of the suona horn faded into the distance until it disappeared, and the surrounding area gradually returned to calm.
*
Sinking into boundless darkness, as if drowning in a lake, Su Deng finally regained consciousness, but she felt her body sinking, sinking, sinking endlessly.
An endless darkness, an unbearable despair that made it hard to breathe, and finally, when I opened my eyes, all I saw was a sea of blood.
She was wearing a blood-red wedding dress, and all she could see was blood, a sight that was both suffocating and despairing.
Su Deng struggled desperately and finally reached the surface of the water. When she looked up at the sky, it was also blood-red. Everything in sight was red. She tried to breathe, but she couldn't feel a breath of air. There was no movement in the air, as if everything had been frozen.
She tried to open the game system, but found that she couldn't open it no matter what she did, as if the system didn't exist at all.
404 remained silent; even shouting out resulted in no response.
It felt as if countless nails were driven into her body, each one tearing at her muscles, causing pain far greater than being resurrected after being killed countless times.
She bit her lip hard and staggered forward. She walked for a long, long time, and suddenly a red wall appeared in front of her. There was a door in the wall. She thought she had finally seen hope, but she couldn't open the door no matter what she did.
She finally collapsed completely, her body slumped in front of the door, and her heart began to throb with pain. She felt her life slipping away and felt as if she was really going to die.
"Yan... Si Zhan..." she called out unconsciously.
When she couldn't die, she always wanted to die, but now that she might really be going to die, she didn't want to die anymore.
Whoever that 'Su Deng' is, she's a fake.
Su Muye must not fall into the hands of that monster.
besides!
She owes Qin Xian a life, and she owes many other lives; she has to repay them!
Even if she dies, she absolutely cannot die here!
Games... are all virtual...
It's all fake...
She has fallen into an illusion, it must be a game illusion.
"Yan... Yan Si..."
She grew weaker and weaker, her breathing became shallower and shallower, and her consciousness gradually faded away. She leaned against the blood-red door and struggled to open her left hand.
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