I don't know if the gossip news provided by Ji Zheng suddenly was really useful, that night, Qin Qing's inspiration never stopped, and he wrote until the early hours of the morning, when the sky was cloudy, it was completely over.

Her habit, the day after she finished writing, she had to carefully revise the words and stories, she was going to take a shower, sleep for a while and wake up to change it.

Only then did she react, after Ji Zheng brought her dinner, it seemed that she hadn't come in all night.

She didn't care, just when he didn't want to disturb himself, he took a shower and climbed into bed, put on an eye patch and went to sleep.

It's probably some class, in a trance in a dream, and I'm wearing a wedding dress to get married.

The wedding dress is still the one that often appears in dreams, a wide-sleeved long skirt, loosely worn on the body, and every step of the way, it seems that you have to step on the petticoat inside.

But this time it wasn't foggy, and she wasn't in the forest, but in a large, ornate room. Outside the door was the sound of blowing and beating, but it didn't sound like joy, but like a strange mourning, and in the long tune, it seemed to reveal a little joy.

There were maids back and forth in her room, and the clothes they wore were also strange, the color of red and willow green, but they were tied with a uniform white belt around their waists, and their faces were also greased and powdered, especially the mouth and cheeks, red and bright, like the paper people sold in the shroud shop.

Even the lanterns hanging on the windows seem to have a ghostly light.

Qin Qing felt scared for no reason.

She stood up, saw so many people, but no one stopped her, as if no one could see her, and she opened the door and walked out of the room.

But when she walked out, there was another room outside the room, and then she walked, it was still a room, as if no matter how far she walked out, she couldn't get out of this.

She finally understood why these people didn't stop her, because there was no need.

"The bride is married!"

A leisurely shout came from nowhere, Qin Qing watched as the people around her suddenly turned into colorful shadows, and then there were two more people around her, and a hijab suddenly appeared on her head, covering her in a red and black world and taking her outside.

Qin Qing subconsciously felt that she couldn't go out, she struggled, but it didn't work at all, the two arms that pressed her left and right were like two iron chains, tightly clamping her, and the cold feeling rushed towards her along the two chains.

She shivered coldly, desperately trying to scream out, but found that her throat couldn't make a sound at all, and her body couldn't help herself, as if she was being lifted, and the next moment, she was carried out and thrown directly into a sedan chair.

Someone got in, grabbed her two hands, and tied them with rope.

When the man left, Qin Qing lifted her hijab and took a look, and this glance frightened her so much that she almost screamed out.

In front of me is a white and fat face, with a big smile on his face, but this smile is not good at all, the face is too white, it seems to have been smeared with several layers of flour, the two eyes are crooked, but there is no white in the eyes, all black, the mouth is bright red, the big grin, with two round faces on the left and right, it is simply the appearance of the paper man in the shroud shop.

The paper figure seemed upset, and when she looked at her, she swooped down, stretched out her hands, and covered her head in a very strange posture.

The mouth muttered: "Bride, lift the hijab, unlucky, unlucky!" ”

The voice was faint, like a dancing god chanting scriptures.

Cover her head and she goes out.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Qin Qing clearly saw a pair of her feet, and the toes were facing the outside at all.

No wonder it was so strange just now, it turned out that she was actually facing away from her, her head turned 360 degrees, and her arms were also turned 180 degrees to cover her head.

Outside the sedan chair, the strange sound she had just heard was getting higher and higher, and she felt the sedan chair being lifted, swaying, and going in a certain direction.

Until this time, Qin Qing finally determined that she was not married, absolutely not!

The sedan chair shook so badly that Qin Qing raised his two hands and wanted to bite the rope with his mouth, but the rope that didn't look thick couldn't be broken no matter what, but as if someone outside heard her moving, he suddenly opened the curtain and looked at her.

This time, Qin Qing actually saw that face through the hijab.

It's the same face as the person who just covered her head, but this time she didn't turn 360 degrees, but 180 degrees!

She stiffened and finally couldn't move anymore.

I don't know how long later, the sedan chair stopped, she heard something shouted outside, and then several hands reached in and forcibly pulled her out of the sedan chair.

When she got out of the sedan chair, Qin Qing's head slammed on the sedan door, and the hijab flew away instantly, and she saw clearly that the person in front of her was He Yong, who was dressed in black, with a blue face and white lips.

Like a zombie, he raised his hands and walked towards her stiffly step by step, with each step, Qin Qing could see his face more clearly in the strange light.

She saw that his face was thin and shriveled, she saw that his eyes were motionless and full of death, she saw that his hands were withered, and she even saw the blue-black spots on his face that could not be hidden.

She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but someone suddenly pushed her back, she slammed into his arms, and just felt as if she was holding a dry bone, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Qin Qing didn't even have time to see what it was, and suddenly Tianling Gai was in severe pain, she turned over violently and sat up.

"Xiaoqing!"

"Sister Qing!"

The shouting voice revealed a thick worry, Qin Qing opened his eyelids tremblingly, and slowly saw the person in front of him.

Holding her was Ji Zheng.

Sitting across from her bed was Qin Mu.

Qin Qing slowed down, and wanted to call his eldest brother, but as soon as his eyes hurt, tears fell, and then he couldn't help it, and he cried when he hugged Ji Zheng.

"Why did you come, why did you come back!"

She spoke incoherently, but no one chased her and asked why, but Ji Zheng hugged her tighter.

Qin Qing heard the voice in his chest, bang, bang, jumping like crazy, but his trembling was better. She raised her head and looked at Ji Zheng in confusion.

"You, your heartbeat, why is it so fast?"

"I ...... I'm scared, I can't wake you up just now. Ji Zheng's voice was gentle, and he raised his hand to wipe her tears.

Only then did Qin Qing notice that his face was so pale, probably really frightened. She wanted to say sorry, but after a long time of struggling and struggling, the tears rolled out again.

She hid in his arms, and she didn't know how long she cried, until she heard a slight cough, and then she woke up, Qin Mu seemed to be in her room.

"Brother, why are you here?" She looked over at him.