As soon as I said this, the woman immediately became angry, stood up with a snort, and all the long hair that had just been coiled fell down again, and a hideous paw print was reflected in the window, and then my neck tightened, and the feeling of suffocation instantly spread throughout my body.

Why do these non-people like to pinch people's necks so much, I feel that my neck has been pinched by them recently.

Fortunately, this time she didn't plan to strangle me directly, but grabbed me by the neck and threw me out, and I fell to the ground in an embarrassing position. When I got up again, I was no longer in that house, but back in the woods just now.

Skull lamps fluttered around in the woods, like unresolved spirits, and all sorts of different voices were calling my name, men, women, and children.

Yan Hui, Yan Hui, Yan Hui, Yan Hui......

One eerie call after another, my hairs stood on end, especially the voices of a few milky children, although they were still giggling after calling my name, I still felt that their voices were full of hatred and resentment, as if I had robbed them of something dear to them.

At this moment, the voice of the woman who threw me over came from a distance: "Bring him here!" ”

The skull lamps were ordered to immediately surround me, and in an instant they surrounded me on three sides, leaving only one exit, and I could only walk in the direction they pointed. Seeing that I was not moving, the skull lamps actually crashed into me, driving me forward.

Although there was a fire burning on those skulls, they had no temperature with Ben, and they were cold when they hit their bodies. Helpless, I had to follow the path they pointed out, and I didn't know that just now a light could control me and let me follow, why do you have to make this kind of group fighting formation now, it seems that they are strong and strong?

The skull lamp kept driving me to an old tree, and then it all floated under the old tree, and gathered together, as if to illuminate something under the tree.

I looked over and saw that under the group of skull lamps was a large pit, and in the pit was a big red coffin, the lid of the coffin was open, and inside the coffin was the corpse of a woman dressed in a bride's clothes.

My head buzzed, Zhou Xiaomei, Zhou Xiaomei's coffin is actually here.

Think about when we came back from the cemetery that day, Zhou Xiaomei went into the mountains, we fled back to the village in a hurry, there was no scene to clean up the mess, and we never went to the cemetery again, and Zhao Wangcai's family fled the next day after the accident, and the coffin seemed to have not been able to enter the ground, I don't know who moved here.

I leaned in and looked inside the coffin, and found that the beautiful corpse had begun to show signs of decay, although it was still the same festive bridal dress, and it was still the same delicate makeup, and I could see that the makeup was painted not long ago, but I knew that this face was no longer as beautiful as it used to be.

The makeup on the face of this corpse, whether it is from the perspective of the cosmetics used or from the perspective of makeup technology, is quite clever, almost comparable to the disguise technique, but even if the foundation is thick, no matter how good it is, it can't hide the purple-black scar on half of the face, just like being splashed with a bowl of boiling water in the face, and the hot face is deformed.

I just wanted to look away, but I found that the corners of the corpse's mouth were raised, and a strange smile appeared, I don't know what kind of mood this corpse was in when she smiled, but the makeup on her face was so thick, and her whole face was almost like paper paste, and now this smile was all distorted, just like a beautiful picture that was originally good, and was suddenly splashed with ink, and then grabbed it with her hand.

Because the expression was a little big, the corpse that had been dead for many days was squeezed out of the eye sockets. This face is red, white, purple, black, where do I dare to look at it again, I turn my head and want to run.

As a result, as soon as I turned around, a gust of wind passed, Zhou Xiaomei's two arms were raised leisurely, passed behind my shoulders, and hugged my neck, this time it was not the kind of hard way to strangle me, but in a rather intimate posture lying on my back, I couldn't hold back for a while, ran a few steps forward, and then reacted, I was carrying Zhou Xiaomei.

I don't know why this person who has been dead for so long is still soft, her head hangs next to my shoulder, I turned my head slightly, and I saw her eyes dripping blood, I used my strength to feed, I wanted to break Zhou Xiaomei's arm, but this dead man's strength was obviously much greater than mine, and I couldn't break it at all.

I remembered that the last time I sent my relatives, I still haven't used a few talismans that Master Zhao gave me, and I wanted to stick her when I felt out of my pocket, but as soon as my hand was pulled out of my pocket, I heard a man behind me shouting: "Stop!" ”

As soon as I was excited, my hand slowed down, and then the corpse behind me let go and slid limply off my back. I hurriedly ran a few steps forward, and when I looked back, I saw a young man in a big red cloak holding the corpse horizontally, slowly walking back to the coffin, carefully putting the body back into the coffin, closing the lid of the coffin, and bowing to the old tree, doing everything so carefully, turning his head to look at me when he had done it.

"Zhao Yufeng?" The person who put Zhou Xiaomei's body back in the coffin was actually Zhao Yufeng.

Zhao Yufeng smiled awkwardly and said, "Long time no see, your sister-in-law is joking with you, don't take it to heart." ”

I also forced a smile and asked him, "What is this place?" ”

"On the mountain." Zhao Yufeng said lightly.

"When did I say I was joking?" Zhao Yufeng's side suddenly appeared silently a woman with a cloak, still Zhou Xiaomei's figure, I looked at the coffin that Zhao Yufeng had covered just now, the corpse inside must have no way to come out, and now Zhou Xiaomei's face is no longer scarred and bloody, and she has regained that exquisite beauty, thinking that the coffin is a corpse, and the one in front of her is a ghost.

"Qianniang, don't be like this." Zhao Yufeng stretched out his hand to hug the woman next to him, but was rudely pushed away by the woman.

"I promised Zhou Xiaomei that I would sleep for him, and this man would sleep for her, I have always been a man of my word, I was, and I am now."

"Qianniang, don't be like this, okay?" Zhao Yufeng looked at the woman in front of him helplessly, "Although he has a special personality, he is just an ordinary person who has no cultivation, and if you do this, it will kill him." ”

"Why are all these messy human lives so important in your eyes?" The woman's face was disdainful.