Chapter 362: Red Makeup
ββ¦β¦ Are you feeling better? β
Misha squatted on the ground with her eyebrows twisted, looking a little impatient, but she didn't say anything. Beside her, in the center of the temple, the frenzied and frantic crowd had collectively entered a state of almost losing their minds, and the blood-soaked wedding dress lay on the ground, then set up and nailed to death in a coffin.
"Congratulations to the bridegroom, congratulations to the bridegroom......"
Qiu Xuan slowly stood up with his palms on the floor, and suddenly blurted out these words in his mouth. As soon as the words fell, the blood-stained gas masks gathered around the coffin turned back in horror, and in an instant, all the strange masks in the auditorium turned to face them!
"He bridegroom...... Yihe Langjun was a wall for half his life, and finally fell, and he was fortunate to hold a beautiful girl. β
She whispered, and as she watched the faces suddenly distort in an instant, some of them put down the spikes in their hands and walked in this direction instead.
"Are you sure we're on the right track?" Misha stood beside her and cursed secretly, forming a handprint on her backhand and preparing to attack. "Where is the bridegroom?"
Qiu Xuan lowered her eyelids and looked at the corner of the wedding dress exposed in the coffin, but did not answer, as if she didn't see the gas masks that were expressionless walking towards them, but opened her mouth again and sang softly.
"He groom, He groom, Erhe Chang Di is decadent."
With a bang, the eaves of the perfect marriage hall suddenly burst into flames, the fire came fiercely and urgently, the sound of crackling and roasting wood came, and the supporting beams and pillars collapsed in response to the sound.
Beyond the collapsed beams, a withered and terrifying face came into view. He held a torch in his hand, and the flames burning on it were connected and licked to the eaves of the ornate and delicate house.
"Crazy! If you burn down the temple, you will be punished! β
"Kill him, kill him a long time ago, kill him!"
"Ahh
In the midst of the blazing flames, several gas masks in the auditorium wailed in pain from the flames, shouting bitter curses in their mouths.
The executioners, who were outside the house and didn't know what was happening, looked at each other, and when they saw Misha's gaze, they shrugged their shoulders and said that they couldn't stop them if they didn't react at all. One didn't notice that the auditorium was already on fire.
The ragged man didn't seem to see the flames around him, and he walked calmly, step by step, towards the fireworks in the sky.
Misha subconsciously raised her hand to stop, but the next second her arm was pressed, and Qiu Xuan had almost calmed down from the despair that did not belong to her, and glanced over there with her eyelids down at the moment. "Erhe Changdi is decadent and decadent, looking at the eyes, dancing in the sky with fireworks."
"Ah Lan ......"
The rough and hoarse voice was drowned out in the blazing sky, the blind beggar murmured in a low voice, and at last all the sounds were replaced by a chorus of stringed piano singing.
The amulet with the red thread tied around the withered wrist burned in the flames, and along with the body above the wrist, it threw itself into the bright red that could not be erased.
The people who had already stood outside the temple watched as the fire that had started in the temple was about to burn to the sky, drying up the dark sky. In the middle of the procession, Giorgi suddenly screamed, and then, no one touched him, and a flame burned out of thin air on himself. Everyone took a few steps back, and saw Jorgie bending over and vomiting a pool of blood in the burning screams, and as soon as his wrist was loosened, the crisp sound of the spike falling to the ground was heard.
"Just now, when people were sacrificing their brides, he did it." Misha glanced at the burnt man with no emotion, and after a glance, she stopped looking, but turned to face the crowd. "Let's ...... next"
In the fiery auditorium, accompanied by the faint stringed harp, the last words were suddenly heard. "Congratulations to the bridegroom, congratulations to the bridegroom......"
"Sanhe red makeup is in a hurry, the road is long, the poor car is crying and returning to Zisang."
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"Do you want to know the end of the 'story'?"
The girl raised a plain white face, as if she didn't care at all about the movements of the people around her who suddenly became vigilant for a moment.
"Sure enough, it's you." Ye Qingmu raised his gun at her with a face, "What do you want to do when you blend into our team?" β
The girl named Xiaoyu looked at her with no extra emotions on her face. She bent down to pick up a charred charcoal-shaped object from the scorching fire with her bare hands, barely recognizable by its shape, a talisman tied with a red thread.
Xiao Yu flipped the black charcoal a few times, and laughed twice meaninglessly, and then, as soon as she raised her hand, the charred amulet fell straight into the coffin in the center of the auditorium.
Jiang Lanjing...... Let him accompany you. β
She said this, and turned her head back towards the crowd.
Turning the head is literally turning the head, only one head turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and the body is still facing away from the place. The head, which turned straight from front to back, looked at the crowd, its eyes rolled rapidly in its sockets, and its mouth said as if it was being manipulated, "I'll take you to see the end of the story." β
Almost as soon as the words fell, a group of villagers wearing gas masks rushed over and put the crowd on motorcycles. During this time, no one tried to resist, and then they were stopped by the surrounding monsters who had entered the village and stared at them at some point.
There is no doubt that if anyone were reckless at this time, he would be besieged by all the tricksters who had appeared in this place of trial.
So the crowd was numb and tied to the back seat of the motorcycle, numbly watching the convoy drive all the way into the woods in the back mountain, but this time it didn't stop to cut the bark of the tree - after all, there were already those skinning demons in the legion of tricks that were being manipulated and watched behind them.
Driving all the way into the back mountain and walking on the familiar road, it is almost a complete reproduction of the prophecy scene in the dream.
The gas masks led them to the back woods, where they found the secret passage and led the crowd inside. The secret passage had been opened by the executioners the day before, and it was no longer as old and decaying as before, and it had not been opened for many years. Qiu Xuan remembered that when she fell asleep, the secret passage that the gas masks took her through was also as unimpeded as today, which can only show that the dream has already begun to show signs, and it is predicted that they will open the secret passage the day before, so it will be so smooth to walk today.
Not surprisingly, on the way to the main tomb, several of the gas masks that had brought them down were bitten to death by the faces of the people who appeared. The densely hairy face shook up and down at them with a sly smile, and then shrank back into the company of the other monsters.
"Xiao Yu" walked in the front, her palm gently rubbed on the coffin in the center of the main tomb for a while, and with the strange eyes that suddenly appeared in the air, a tall figure extended into everyone's field of vision.
"Giggle ......"
The woman's throat vibrated and laughed, as if she looked at the living people who had been brought here intact with great satisfaction. With a sharp nail move, "Xiao Yu"'s entire body deflated as if it was leaking, until it shrunk to the size of a palm, and transformed into a bright red skinning mouse, which was pinched in the palm of the woman's palm.
"It's all here, let me see, there are so many people, giggles......"
As soon as the sharp nails were pinched, the "rat" began to conscientiously speak for the evil god.
"This 'bride' has completed her set mission, so what are you people here for?" The woman's giant spider-like limbs folded back behind her body supported her crouch on a towering coffin, and the shadow that shrouded from above and down pressed everyone underneath. "You want to save her? Hahahaha, it's ridiculous, you can't even save yourselves. β
"Actually, we were just dragged over to see the show." Anyway, he has completely exposed the disguise that he is not a newcomer, and it is not so important whether he is pretending to be or not now. Misha looked up at the evil god crouching on the coffin and said, "We don't want to save people, we don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, we just want to get out of here if we can." β
ββ¦β¦ Leave? β
This time the woman seemed to have paused for a long time, so long that the skinning mouse that she pinched in her hand as a communication tool looked a little trembling. After a while, the mouse began to speak, "Where are you going, do you want to leave this village?" β
"Where can you go...... Where to go, to leave the village, where to go back, to go back, to go back, to go back......"
The woman's obviously chaotic language system made the peeling mouse in her palm tremble even more, but there was no way but to repeat the original sentence word for word. However, with a "creak", the familiar scene came again, and the poor tool mouse still became a puddle of blood and mud left in the palm of his hand.
Qiu Xuan: Old βββββ ratβββββ
No one can leaveββ!!!
At the moment when the woman rushed towards them with a hideous face, combined with the context and half-guessing, Qiu Xuan probably saw these words from the shape of her mouth opening and closing. The goddess seems to have an instinctive reaction to "leaving the village", and Misha's words clearly poke at her pain or succeed in provoking her anger, and now she is planning to kill them all early.
"Stop!"
The "sun" is coming.
Qiu Xuan lifted her eyelids and looked at the male Buddha who seemed to illuminate the entire tomb as soon as she appeared. The other female executioners in the team who had experienced the last dream scene were obviously familiar with this scene, and as the dream progressed, it was the turn of the woman to fight for the man's life.
The expression on the woman's face was distorted to the point of creeping, and the golden Buddha statue still seemed to be compassionate and bright when she first saw it. The two statues of the gods enshrined in the sense of Jinlin Village were entangled in the tomb, Shen Jingxue looked at it for a while, raised her eyebrows, and asked with a side face, "Who won in the end?" β
Qiu Xuan: "I don't know, but in the end, I should have to make a choice." β
Misha: "I don't know, I'm a little slower, I've just gotten to the secret passage." β
Ye Qing: "Normal people would want the male Buddha to win." β
The male Buddha really can't win.
Regardless of the fact that the nights in Jinlin Village are getting longer and longer, and the ability of the "sun" symbolized by the symbol is weakened, from this day alone, the male Buddha can be said to have a disadvantage.
If nothing else, just because today is a once-in-a-century annular solar eclipse.
The strength of women has reached the extreme of maximization today, and the golden male Buddha is almost pressed to the ground and beaten. The tragedy is even worse than what Qiu Xuan saw in his dream that day.
The male god was thrown against the wall of the tomb, and the woman laughed fiercely, and her lips opened and closed silently: Go to death.
Everything developed as prophesied, including the counterattack made by the man at the last moment, pretending to be weak and burning all his strength.
"Hurry up! I'm holding her down, you guys do it, I can't hold on! β
The progress is connected, and now, it is up to them to make the final choice that was not completed in the dream.
"Who do we choose?" Shen Jingxue hugged her arms and watched the desperate struggle between the two "gods" like this, as if she was watching the kindergarten children fight. It wasn't until now that I just remembered to ask such a sentence, and as soon as the words fell, I heard the male appearance below shouting: "Hurry! Miss this opportunity and you won't find a second time next time! β
It is also strange to say, obviously his whole body is trembling with muscles because of the imminent exhaustion, but the words he is saying now are normal and even rhythmic.
"Let's quickly take the opportunity to solve the evil god, and we can get out of this trial." Ye Qing said, she shook the barrel of the gun in her hand, although she said this, she was not the first to make a move.
"Who did you choose in your dreams?" Misha glanced at Qiu Xuan, who shook his head and said, "I opened the door and walked out directly, and I didn't choose." β
Misha snorted, "Then you have to make a choice now." β
Qiu Xuan: "That's right. β
She pulled out her sword, and looked at the man who had burned all her strength to consume and balance the evil god in advance, and then at the evil god who was pressed against the wall and the evil god whose eyes were quenched with poison almost overflowing.
Qiu Xuan raised her hand.
Warm blood oozed out, and black and red stained the entire floor.
The golden man breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his wrists, which had been clenched by overexertion, and leaned against the wall of the tomb.
"I remember you," the god said. "You were also in my temple that day. I'm glad you can trust me, you know that the sun will protect you forever. β
The distorted body of the female evil god fell face down to the ground without knowing her life and death, black and red blood oozing out, motionless.
"All you have to do is say my name, and you will be sheltered from the sun as far as you reach in this temple or even under the village." Qiu Xuan stood beside the god, her eyelashes hanging and whispering the words promised to her by the idol in the temple that day. The man leaning against the wall was stunned, then nodded affirmatively and smiled, "Of course, my child, I will give you the protection of the sun." β
"But why me? If you are so merciful that you can offer all to an outsider, why don't you save the people in the village? β
Qiu Xuan said:
"Gu Snake, I saw the mouse in your hand."
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