Walls appear to be hard and smooth on all sides.

Qiu Xuan lay in the cramped space, was silent for a while, and suddenly straightened up slightly, and slammed his upper body up with the strength of his shoulder. Unexpectedly, the "wall" above the head quickly loosened and pried open.

She sat up, barely getting a discerning view of the overall layout of the room outside by the flickering candlelight.

That was the place where Qiu Xuan was forced to watch the experience of being pressed into the church, and the boxy hall was arranged as a setting for the marriage. The bright red and miserable white ribbons are intertwined, and the word "Xi" pasted in the center of the wall is white.

Qiu Xuan stared at the ominous character for a while, and then lowered her head to look at herself. The traditional Chinese style of phoenix crown is draped over the body, because the fabric of the previous struggle to nail the nailed nail is soaked and glued to the back.

And the place where she was lying just now was a coffin.

Made of patent leather nanmu, it is placed in the auditorium when people get married, and the two miserable white characters pasted on the wall have the same effect.

Under the coffin, the rooster with shiny coat crooked its neck, its sharp beak pointed straight at her.

Qiu Xuan sat in the coffin and looked at the rooster for a while, confirming that there was no second living person in this hall, and struggled to turn over and try to climb out of the coffin. As soon as the foot with the piercing nail touched the ground, he almost fell to his knees on the ground, and the rooster on the ground seemed to be alarmed, and his neck was raised and he was about to crow.

Afraid that it would make any movement, Qiu Xuan simply turned down from the coffin with a ruthless heart, fell to the ground, and stretched out his palm to strangle its neck. With the warm neck of the chicken struggling frantically in her hands, the wings in front of her fluttered and fanned out a few flying feathers, the rooster vibrated and made a more high-pitched cry, she frowned, and her palms suddenly locked.

Can't be killed!

This piece of information flashed suddenly in his mind, Qiu Xuan subconsciously let go, the rooster had already fallen to the side because of excessive force, and the feathers on the wings that shook from time to time showed that he should not be dead, and he didn't have the strength to cry anymore.

Qiu Xuan fell to the ground and looked at a scarlet wedding dress hanging from her wrist, and before everything was clear, she finally squirmed and crawled up in a not very good-looking position, and touched the scissors for embroidery on the dusk candlestick and hid them in the sleeves of the wedding dress.

After a few more attempts, I was finally convinced that all the abilities of the executioner in this place where I don't know what the hell were completely invalid, and this situation was like a personal copy when all the prop abilities were frozen, and even the physical strength of the body after being transformed and intensified was restored to the original state.

Daughter of the sea.

Qiu Xuan's indifferent face began to move forward with great effort, and each step trembled a little through the hole left by the long nail nailed to his ankle, and finally experienced the feeling of stepping on the tip of the knife with every step when he stepped on land with human legs.

I, Akiki, dance on the tip of a knife every day!

Old Blade Dancer.

She rolled her eyes inwardly, and after groping around and finding that there was really nothing in the auditorium, she did not go through the closed door in the center of the hall, but opened a window at the side and back.

Outside, the dark patch was the potholed mud and narrow roads of the familiar countryside, and the light and shadow cast by the bleak moonlight were even more eerie when the shadows of the hideous trees shone on them. But the good news is that it's empty outside, and there doesn't seem to be any living person.

Even if there is no living person in such a place other than oneself, it cannot be regarded as "good news."

Let's get out of this place first.

Qiu Xuan sighed and began to drag his old crippled leg through the window with difficulty. On weekdays, this kind of action that doesn't take a second at all was dragged out for a few minutes, and when the toes finally touched the ground, and once again cursed the heart-rending pain in his heart, Qiu Xuan gasped for a few breaths with red eyes, and suddenly breathed when he caught a glimpse of something.

In the shadow of the view obscured by the window, a "person" dressed as a matchmaker stood in the dark, with a dull face, just a pair of dead eyes staring directly at her.

The "man" suddenly stiffened, and the completely white fat powder on his face cracked several folds, and he grinned a strange grin.

For a moment, Qiu Xuan's scalp was almost numb, especially when she thought of the past few minutes, this thing that didn't know if it was a person or something stood straight in the darkness in the blind corner of her sight, and watched her complete the entire window flipping action without blinking.

Her hands behind her back moved slightly, and she tightened her grip on the embroidery scissors through her cuffs.

The "matchmaker" had funny and ridiculous makeup on her face, and the pale fat powder and red blush made her look like some kind of bad dead money puppet doll, the kind that no one bought for money. She spun around her fat neck, and in the dead silence of the night, she could easily hear the same gurgling sound that resembled rusty joints.

Qiu Xuan unconsciously held her breath and raised her arm as the thing got closer and closer.

In the dead silence of the night, there was a sudden sound of an uncoordinated engine.

It's the kind of heavy locomotive that resembles its own illegally modified, and the violent and noisy throttle roar explodes in the ears. Immediately after, an even more dazzling searchlight hit, and Qiu Xuan squinted her eyes uncontrollably, so stimulated that she almost wanted to shed physiological tears under such a strong light.

Riding on several heavily modified motorcycles is a man dressed in a dust-patched leather suit with a tattered gas mask that appears to have been drawn by a naughty child with a graffiti pen in an abstract and hideous line pattern.

The gurgling sound faded away, and the "thing" dressed as a matchmaker stiffened back into the darkness. The modified car at the front stopped in front of her with a sudden brake, and some of the dust kicked up splashed on the wedding dress she was wearing.

The dazzling searchlight in front of the car almost hit Qiu Xuan.

"Woke up again." The leader's voice was muffled in his gas mask, and he beckoned to the convoy behind him, several heavily modified motorcycles forming an encirclement that trapped her in the center.

Five people.

Qiu Xuan squinted her eyes and looked in the bright light. After a quick weighing, she secretly took a deep breath, with a look of self-abandonment and struggling on her face, and suddenly endured the severe pain and jumped over and jumped into the room from the window she had originally turned out of!

The dark red blood was soaked and sticking to the same blood-colored wedding dress, Qiu Xuan didn't dare to stay in the hall for fear of being completely blocked inside, and staggered towards the position at the entrance of the auditorium, trying to buy at least a little time to escape.

She stumbled and almost slammed open the door with her own weight, and a miserable white hairy face with hanging eyes slammed into her head-on! The eerie black pupils hanging upside down turned a few times in the eye sockets, the corners of the scarlet mouth pulled up, and the giggles and laughed sharply.

Grass.

Almost not being sent away directly by this blow, Qiu Xuan's body froze in place for a second, and suddenly raised his fist and slammed it towards that face.

Amazingly, the corners of the mouth of the white, fine-haired face were cracked and widened, but it was no longer smiling, but grinning and screaming with a mouth full of sharp broken teeth. The voice was very sharp and piercing, like a hundred castrated roosters screaming in unison.

Qiu Xuan felt a wave of nausea on her body, and she barely restrained herself from wanting to avoid the strange face and continued to go out, a few engines roared, and people wearing gas masks rode modified motorcycles around the main gate to surround her.

Can't leave.

The men who got out of the car held their flashlights and took the lead in pouring a bowl of unknown liquid on the object lying on the door frame. Qiu Xuan inevitably got some of it, and as soon as she got closer, the fishy and unpleasant smell came to her nose. She finally couldn't restrain the physiological reaction she had at the beginning, and she held on to the door panel and began to spit out sour water.

For unknown reasons, she had no food scraps in her stomach. And after the experience of almost vomiting out his organs, Qiu Xuan completely leaned the whole person against the door frame, only to feel that the colic in his stomach was almost burning.

I'm so hungry.

When I first woke up, the pain from other parts of my body overwhelmed this feeling, and now that I vomited a little sour water, the belated reaction finally followed. How long had she not eaten to feel this level of hunger?

The bowl of half-congealed black blood "thing" let out an even more piercing scream, and in a burst of flame-baked fur burst and crackle, the face hanging upside down on the door frame seemed to winc, and climbed up the hanging beam along the door frame at a very fast speed, and the rope disappeared into the roof.

The gas mask at the head carried a machete in his hand and walked straight towards Qiu Xuan. In a trance-like ghosting, Qiu Xuan could only hold the scissors in his hand, waiting for the time when he could only attack once.

“…… There was no blood in her hands. ”

“……”

One of the gas masks stepped out of the hall and spoke in a low voice with the leader through the mask. After a few brief conversations, the head of the gas mask turned his head to Qiu Xuan's position, and his eyes were obscure through a layer of goggles.

"Then take it first."

So immediately after, several people in gray and black leather clothes violently tied her to the back seat of the modified car. The blood-red antique wedding dress and the dark heavy-duty modified motorcycle are overlapped, looking eerie and shocking.

The loud roar of the engine soon resounded in the dead countryside. Like a corpse, she was tied straight to the back seat of the modified car, and at night when the temperature difference between day and night was extremely large, the cold wind of hunting and hunting was on her face without any buffer, so she was very embarrassed to say it, and Qiu Xuan fainted.

It's really the first time, because of such a delicate and weak reason to faint, and it is also embarrassing for a macho man to say it.

Qiu Xuan opened her eyes and found a tall black figure sitting at the head of the bed.

She took a moment to reflect on all the things that happened after the nightfall, and subconsciously opened her mouth: "What about Xiaolu?" ”

"Your grandfather is very good, don't read it." The woman's lazy voice soon came from the space of the birdcage necklace, and then the sound of the lines in the screening room took its place.

Yes, she dislikes that she doesn't update fast enough, and she has learned to find a film to watch by herself.

Judging from the voice coming from now, it is probably the part where Yiping went to her father to borrow money.

Qiu Xuan put down her snack and came back to her senses to find that it was still dark outside, and she didn't know what time it was without the tools at hand to measure time. And at this time, the black shadow sitting on the edge of the bed did not look like a good person.

“…… Can I help you? ”

As she pondered her mouth, she heard the dark shadow hidden in the shadows snort strangely. "Didn't you wake up and look for something 'Xiaolu', where would you have time to see me?"

Qiu Xuan: ...... Tut.

"I said something wrong," moved his limbs a little, and was quite satisfied to find that in that experience that I didn't know if it was a "dream" or something, the negative emotions of the wounds on my body did not come here, Qiu Xuan put her mind at ease and leaned back on the bed as if she was completely relaxed. "Then what is the reason why you came to me?"

The figure snorted louder.

"Didn't you call me here......" Suddenly, a large hand with distinct knots reached out and pinched Qiu Xuan's neck with unmistaken precision in the dark. Qiu Xuan paused and blinked, not feeling any pressure at all.

"Tell me the truth," the voice lowered. "How did you know my name? Better be honest, or ......"

"Or what?"

"Or else...... Tut. ”

The voice was stuck for a long time, but there was no "otherwise" for a reason. Qiu Xuan smiled, and didn't even make any resistance at all, so she relaxed and let the person pinch his neck. "You can't, why can't you even threaten people."

"Who can't say that?" The black shadow gathered his palms demonstratively, and the actual force used to look quite bluffing was probably not much greater than that of the newcomer crying and scratching during the day. "Anyway, you'd better be honest. I haven't told anyone else my name, why is it that only you know? ”

"Because I have special abilities." Qiu Xuan opened her eyes and sneered, "My special ability is that I can see other people's real names, so if my real name is Xuanyuan Tie Dan or Zhuge Cuihua or something like that, they may hate me very much." ”

“…… Are you serious? ”

Qiu Xuan: "Probably. ”

"Probably what's the point?" The man muttered, "Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to deceive me?" ”

"I have a question, you are now an executioner." Qiu Xuan didn't hear the threat, "So you should have a complete set of 'memory' system as the current executioner, right?" And this Proving Ground is the last one you've beaten so far? ”

"What do you mean I have a memory system for executioners, and what are you talking about...... Or do you have any special tasks, aren't we all the same trials? ”

That's right, this time Qin Jiuyuan's "identity" to integrate into the world is an executioner like them.