Chapter 343: This is the Joy Vein

When Qiu Xuan opened her eyes, it was no surprise that she was now in the main hall of the temple of the evil sect.

Jiang Li had used his life to verify that dreaming at night represented not only a killing opportunity, but also a rare opportunity for outsiders to integrate into the world given by the proving ground. Once more than two nights are not in the "dream", the person's existence is erased by the world.

And when Qiu Xuan continued the last dream and opened her eyes, she was still in the temple last time. Last time, the goddess gave a red cloth for her "sincere prayer", but the cloth was put on a skinning demon to save her life. Qiu Xuan looked up at the shrine on the heights, but found that neither the male Buddha nor the woman were in the temple.

Are they out here?

She looked around the temple for a moment, then suddenly squinted at the shrine above and paused for a moment.

I always feel like there's something up there.

Do you want to go up and have a look now? But there's no guarantee that any of the Buddha statues will suddenly return. If it was the woman who came back, she wouldn't let herself go for the sake of her last "devout worship of the gods".

Qiu Xuan pursed her lips, and the evil was born to the side of the guts, and immediately brushed the overly complicated cuffs of the bright red wedding dress, and climbed up the shrine along the friction and smooth stairs on both sides.

When she climbed, she always had a hairy feeling in her heart, she would not have felt this way before, but on that day she saw the male Buddha crawling on the ground like a dog. Thinking that they dragged their severed calves down the stairs to the shrine like this every time, and her palms were also propped up on the smooth ladder that had been rubbed countless times, her heart was a little complicated for a while.

Sitting on the shrine again, because all the props and abilities around her in the "dream" were unusable, and without the protection of the ugly jade pendant, Qiu Xuan was still a little nervous.

She lowered her head and searched the shrine with the bits and pieces of light from it, and found nothing out of the ordinary, except for the unidentified bulge in the center of the inner wall of the shrine, as if something had been embedded in it.

Because there are usually male Buddhas or women on it, and the thing is just set behind it, blocking it, so no one notices. Now it's rare that the shrine is above it, and you can look at it carefully through the glimmer.

There's something strange about that thing.

The light source was so faint that Qiu Xuan had to get closer, and in the dim night, she seemed to faintly hear the sound of a whistling rope. All of a sudden, it was like a great enemy, for fear that the female evil god who had gone and returned was silently approaching.

After a few weeks of alertness, he realized that the sound was actually coming from the inlaid bulge on the inner wall of the shrine.

Is this a living thing?

She took out the embroidery scissors hidden from her sleeve with her back hand and aimed them at the unidentified object.

After seeing the whole thing thoroughly, Qiu Xuan's wrist shook.

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It was a baby who died young.

The reason for this judgment was because she could see clearly the mass on the right side, a long umbilical cord connected to the immature and intact placenta.

For a moment, Qiu Xuan felt ridiculous, maybe because of the baby in front of her who died early but was still experiencing subtle fluctuations, or maybe because people actually set it in a shrine dedicated to the evil god.

What's even more bizarre is that just when the appearance of the premature fetus half exposed outside the inner wall was displayed in front of her eyes, there was a stirring movement in her stomach at the same time.

…… Bride?

"Housheng, you are a happy pulse."

In an instant, the words of the often unreliable blind man in the afternoon came back to her mind, Qiu Xuan sneered absurdly, and raised her hand to press on her stomach.

The fetus in front of me that was embedded in the shrine seemed to be moving again.

What the are you telling me this is my kid?

You're telling me it's a happy pulse?!!

Qiu Xuan's expression looked a little hideous, and she barely calmed down a little, remembering which step was wrong, and the unknown force would choose her as the mother, and after recalling it carefully, her expression distorted even more.

The good news is that she is now sitting on the shrine dedicated to the evil god with her bare hands, and she will no longer be panicked, not only will she not panic, but she even wants to take the initiative to rush in front of the woman and punch her.

Qiu Xuan forcibly suppressed his anger and calmed down for a moment, stared at the stillborn fetus whose fate was unknown for a while, and began to consider the possibility of picking it off.

Just then, the voice of someone outside the door came.

It's not the female evil god she desperately wants to box, it's not the male Buddha who returns, it's the villagers.

The villagers who were guarding outside knocked on the door, and the force was not like the rough way of tying her into the temple before, but with a little caution.

"Come out, woman......" The speaker swallowed uncontrollably. Sheβ€”she's out. ”

These people looked scared of the woman.

Qiu Xuan sat alone on the shrine, thought about it, and suddenly said, "She went out, isn't there still one in the temple?" ”

Through the door, the villager who spoke seemed to be suffocating.

However, immediately after, the door was opened from the outside, and the gas mask led by him rushed in with a menacing attitude, as if he had been scared but had now made up his mind.

"Let's go!" Several people rushed into the temple, and a younger looking gas mask stood behind them and muttered in a low voice: "It's impossible to lie and tell it, it's impossible for two 'gods' to stay in the same temple at the same time." ”

"Be careful!"

The gas mask at the head let out a low shout, and the rest of the people shut up and stopped talking.

They raised their hands to catch someone, and they collectively gasped when they saw Qiu Xuan sitting in the shrine above their heads.

"Are you crazy?! Do you know what is enshrined on it? Don't die! Luckily, the woman was gone...... Hurry up and get me down! ”

Several people stood on the ground and yelled at her, but none of them dared to climb up the stairs next to her to grab her. Qiu Xuan looked down with expressionless eyes and said, "Who built this shrine?" ”

"Is this something you can know?! Get out of here, or we'll all die when that woman returns!" I should have skinned you alive in the first place! ”

"Let me ask again, who built this shrine?" Qiu Xuan's tone was not emotional, she sat on the shrine and lowered her eyes, looking condescending as if she was the woman in the past. "If I don't tell the truth, I destroyed this shrine, and then smashed that temple, it's a big deal to die together, you see if I dare."

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"Yes......"

"Lao Chen!" A gas mask turned its head sharply and glared at him, "Are you crazy? She didn't have the right to know about it! ”

"Can't let her destroy this temple." The villager, known as Lao Chen, said in a deep tone, "It's just a person's name, and it's okay to tell her." ”

He raised his head, staring at Qiu Xuan with cloudy eyes through the abstract and terrifying gas mask in the night. "The one who built the shrine is the same one who built the temple."

"North of the village, Xie family."

Xie family.

The one who will get married in three days.

Qiu Xuan was silent for a while, hid the scissors again, and slowly began to move down the stairs she had climbed. The villagers below obviously knew who the road was built for, and their faces were gloomy at the moment, and there was still a hint of fear in their expressions, but they never said anything.

The shrine is repaired by the Xie family, and the child may also be related to the Xie family, or even to the bride who was locked up in the ancestral hall, Jiang Lanjing.

It is impossible for two idols to stay in the same temple at the same time.

Qiu Xuan knew these clues, so she didn't bother too much about anything.

After a few dreams, she gradually figured out some patterns, from the beginning of waking up in that coffin as a "bride", everything that happened next was triggered by her own behavior.

But following the "main plot", generally speaking, there will not be much wrong.

For example, in fact, after learning about the process, she found that among these female executioners, only Chen Ming and Ye Qing's choice was right at the beginning. After the two of them broke free from the coffin, they did not choose to run away, but stayed in the auditorium. Because later they learned that no matter whether they ran away or not, all the "brides" were under surveillance the moment they opened their eyes. Those eyes are everywhere, and the matchmaker will notify the motorcycle team at any time, it's just a matter of time.

Qiu Xuan chose to jump out of the window at first, but was notified to the motorcycle team by the infiltrating matchmaker in charge of surveillance, and then tied up on the road. It's just that because she didn't kill the rooster at that time, the gas mask headed by the head will say "she has no blood on her hands" and let her go.

Rooster.

This is one of the key triggers for death, as killing a chicken will result in blood on your hands, and once it is stained, the villagers will come and skin you with a boning knife.

That's how the executioner, Julie, died.

After that, Qiu Xuan's path followed the "main line", she did not sleep last night, and according to the executioner who stayed in the house, there was a woman who was killed after being escorted to the temple by the villagers. Her corpse was covered in dense hair, and it looked like a giant cicada chrysalis.

One day less, Qiu Xuan's progress in the dream realm was a little worse than the others. Tonight, before going to bed, Ye Qing told her that after coming out of the temple, the villagers would take the "bride" to the back mountain.

It was the same place where they went to dig graves during the day, but at that time, in the woods behind the mountain, the villagers stopped and began to cut down trees for some reason.

Yesterday, Ye Qing's dream ended here, and the rest could only be explored by herself.

Qiu Xuan slowly climbed down the stairs, not too worried that those villagers would be angry and kill her directly to vent her anger. She can see it, at least in a "dream", and there are conditions for death. Those people, including the female evil gods, can only kill people according to the conditions that trigger death, and they will not be so arbitrary.

Her act of climbing up the shrine is not known to be too appalling or because the "rules" didn't expect anyone to climb on it, so it wasn't a condition that could trigger death - of course, the evil god came back halfway, but she didn't come back now, and the villagers didn't have the power to execute on her behalf.

Sure enough, Qiu Xuan was tied with a rope again and handed over to the gas mask. Although those people looked at her with extremely fierce eyes, they never pulled out their boning knives.

They began to follow the "main line", and she was still wondering why the gas masks were more and more fearful when they entered the temple, but now they began to tie her up with brazenness again. Although there is no communication between each other, it just feels like they have let go of a piece of heart.

After walking around the temple for a while, she knew, and it turned out that at some point, the paper figures and eyes staring at them in all corners of the temple were all gone.

I don't know if the female evil god took it away.

Just go, why not take the children with you.

Thinking of this Qiu Xuan got angry, she began to convulse as soon as her belly became hot, and that rhythm was followed by a familiar feeling of gagging, but she thought that she was crazy vomiting because she was cursed by something unclean.

Hehe, who would have thought.

Qiu Xuan was put on a modified motorcycle, squinted his eyes and looked at the wind and darkness for a while, and found that the direction of the convoy was indeed heading towards the back mountain.

Whether it was during the day when they took the students to dig graves, or the villagers of Jinlin Village had something to do to go to the back mountain, there was only one road from the village to there.

They had to walk through the woods and then rush back to the village before dark.

It's just that now in the "dream", the iron rule of "don't go out after the sun sets" in Jinlin Village seems to be invalid, and it is very likely that it is not the same set of rules in the dream as in reality.

After the convoy had traveled some distance through the woods, the modified motorcycle leading the way came to a halt.

"Right here, right?" A voice that sounded quite young said with a gas mask, and then several people agreed and ripped Qiu Xuan off the motorcycle.

They didn't let go of most of the ropes on Qiu Xuan's body, they just untied her two hands.

"Take it."

A gas mask handed her a machete.

Qiu Xuan raised her eyebrows with a machete.

"Right here, I picked a random tree, peeled off the bark, and cut off the heart of the tree."

Sure enough, as Ye Qing said, it was inexplicable. Qiu Xuan gestured twice with the machete, weighing the probability of knocking over these people with the machete several times in her heart, a gas mask seemed to know what she was thinking, and didn't say a word, just turned her neck in one direction like a muscle.

Qiu Xuan looked in that direction, a pair of eyes floating in the darkness, and under the eyes was a white-painted face, and two blobs of rouge dotted on the sides of her cheeks.

After that, in the dark woods, the dense dressing of matchmakers stared at her with stiff eyes, without blinking.

Ooh.

Qiu Xuan retracted his gaze, re-swiped the machete in his hand twice, and honestly began to cut down the tree.

……

She'd never done this kind of work before, and if she just cut down a tree, she would have to peel off the bark first.

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