Lying back in the coffin, it still feels a little scary.

In the silence, I don't know how long it took, she felt herself being lifted.

Because the coffin was shaking, someone was probably carrying it.

This time she could clearly feel that it was her own body and her own thoughts.

Shouldn't you go through the ceremony when you get married? Shouldn't you have to worship in the church, where is this going to carry the coffin directly?

Song Jing is still in the mood to think about these now.

The inside of the coffin was shaky, and she felt very heavy when she lay down, and she felt like she wanted to sleep.

In a daze, she seemed to hear something in her ears.

"I was in the coffin like this......"

"I cried for a long time, grabbed for a long time, no one came to save me, no one came to save me. ”

"What do you say I did wrong? What did I do wrong to get this into this? Why couldn't I have met you earlier......?"

"Even though I killed those people, I don't feel happy at all in my heart, and I can't get rid of it for the rest of my life......"

The voice seemed to sound in Song Jing's ears, although the voice was low, she could hear the struggle and despair inside, as if she was talking about something.

Song Jing's eyelids were extremely heavy, and she heard her say all the way while half-asleep.

Until the coffin shook suddenly, as if after falling to the ground, the huge shaking woke Song Jing up, and Song Jing was also suddenly surprised, and then heard a sharp voice: "The auspicious time has come! ”

The voice was high-pitched and familiar.

It's like the voice of a matchmaker I heard before.

Song Jing heard clearly, opened his eyes, and the coffin was slowly opened.

This time, she was present at the mass grave where she first came in.

The difference is that the last mass grave only had Song Jing alone and a huge coffin, but this time the mass grave was clean, far from the bloody and brutal white bone scene later, it was just a mountain, and there was a huge pit dug out.

There were a large number of people standing around with torches in their hands, their faces were wooden, as if they had no emotion, as long as a woman in red clothes was staring at Song Jing.

Seeing Song Jing open her eyes, the corners of her mouth showed a contemptuous and sarcastic smile: "The coffin was sealed, and it wasn't even dead." ”

Song Jing suddenly understood that the marriage of the lover family was to let the bride die at that time.

"It's okay if you're not dead. When the woman had said this, she said, "It will be the same when you are buried alive later, and when you go down, you will serve your husband well." ”

After she said this, there was also a "bang" next to her, and another coffin also fell to the ground, Song Jing was still lying in the coffin at the moment, she wanted to struggle to get up, but found that she was pressed by an inexplicable force, making her unable to move.

Song Jing suddenly realized that there was a high probability that it would be cold this time.

She stared at the woman with her eyes open, neither noisy nor noisy, but she couldn't get up, the woman smiled sadly, looked at the other coffin, her expression became sad and desperate again, and two lines of tears flowed on her face, and now she looked at it with sincere sadness, "My miserable son......"

Song Jing couldn't listen anymore: "You cry, you cry! Your son is hard, Lao Tzu is not hard?"

Lao Tzu didn't cry when he was finished, you culprit still cried a hammer!

The woman: "......"

She glared at Song Jing, she seemed to be angry, her eyes were red, but she stared for a long time, and only stretched out her hand and waved: "Buried!"