Darkness was approaching all around, swallowing up all the scenery.

From the house, to the lobby, to the visitors, they were all swallowed up in the fog-like darkness.

There is no other scenery left, Song Jing has no other way, she is worried about the safety of those tourists now, but now there seems to be no other way but to continue walking.

She could only walk slowly forward by herself.

This road was gradually swallowed up by darkness, except for the visible range in Song Jing's line of sight, the red lanterns were hung high along the way, shining all the way to the front, the red light illuminated a faint fiery red, and some stumps and dead leaves could be seen along the way.

The place where this mansion is located is close to barrenness, and Song Jing is still a little frightened when he walks on this road alone.

The surroundings were very quiet, and she could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat, "plop" and "plop", like a drum.

She could even clearly feel the sensation of her heart pounding against her body.

Because I was still scared in my heart.

She didn't know what that end was.

Through the red light, Song Jing turned her head to see that only a long, long shadow was pulled out of the ground, and she was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, which matched the color of the lantern, as if this was the truest color.

"Woo woo woo ......"

As she approached, she heard a faint cry.

The cry got closer and closer, and it also made Song Jing feel familiar.

Her heart tightened, thinking to herself, wasn't this the cry of the bride Xiao Zhao she heard just now?

At this time, she already knew that Xiao Zhao was probably wrong, and when she entered a strange world, it was very likely that what she encountered just now was fake, she didn't dare to speak rashly, swallowed her saliva, and didn't know how long she walked, she finally saw a darkness in front of her, revealing a different scene.

It was a mass grave.

The graves were piled up in a haphazard manner, and even gloomy white bones could be seen scattered on the ground, and next to it was a black forest, on which stood a few crows and quacked.

The raven is a sign of bad luck.

Song Jing felt that there was no need for any foreshadowing to enter here, and it was definitely unknown if he knew it.

And this mass grave is not terrifying, what is terrifying is that on the mass grave, in the middle of the position, there is a huge coffin.

The coffin was completely black, and there was no other pattern, and I don't know what kind of wood it was made of, but it stood there, and it was so gloomy that it could cause fear in people.

Song Jing stood in front of the mass grave, his heart beating even more violently.

She's come this far, and then what?

With a "bang", Song Jing's eyes flickered, and she suddenly felt a strong suffocation sensation in her neck, as if she had been pressed again, and pressed back to her original place.

This time, however, it wasn't she who felt like she was in a coffin, but the cry that suddenly exploded in her ears.

"Woo woo let me out, let me out!!"

"I was wrong, I will be obedient, father, mother, you come to save me......"

"I don't want to marry him, he's dead, he's a dead man!!"

"Daddy...... Mother!!!!"

Later, the scream became more and more poignant, and each was more piercing than the other, as if it exploded directly in Song Jing's ears, and she was short of breath, and she could even feel the despair and sorrow in the cry.

It's like a reenactment of a story.

In the midst of that cry, there was a piercing scratching sound.

It was the sound of fingernails clutching at the coffin board.