Anyin Village was originally not called Anyin Village, but Anping Village.

It is rumored that many people died in the village due to an unprovoked fire many years ago, and some people were already burned to the ground when they were picked up by other villagers.

Since then, strange things have happened in the village, and some say that at night it is common to hear the wails of people being burned to death, and to see black shadows by the windows, and that those who see them are starting to get sick.

This situation lasted for a long time, and the entire Anping Village began to worry.

The village chief convened all the villagers for a long time to discuss, and thought that the villagers who were burned to death were extremely resentful because of their miserable deaths, and their souls became fierce, so they committed great evil. The best way to do this is to set up an ancestral hall in the village and worship the evil gods, so that the evil gods can suppress these spirits.

However, since ancient times, worshipping the evil gods is to sacrifice to the living, and it is appropriate for a 20-year-old girl, so Anping Village also worships according to this custom.

At first, the village chief led people to go door to door to find out which family had a 20-year-old girl, and persuaded the parents in the family, and promised to make up for it with money, so they sent their daughter away in tears.

Later, he didn't even ask, and on the day of the sacrifice, he directly tied the school-age girl to the ancestral hall, stuffed the girl into the coffin, and suffocated to death.

Since then, Anping Village has been renamed Anyin Village, and living sacrifices have become popular in the village, and they are accustomed to it.

The scene that Bai Mengyu saw was the scene of a living sacrifice in the ancestral hall of Anyin Village, and at this moment, the sacrifice was herself.

She was forced to put on a paper wedding gown, with strips of cloth in her mouth and her hands tied behind the pillars, and a priest in a fiery red robe stepped out from behind the offering table, wearing a half-ghost mask on his face.

He glanced at Bai Mengyu, and smiled sadly at the corner of his mouth: "The holy woman is back in place." ”

After he finished speaking, he led everyone to kneel on the ground, kowtowed to the fierce statue in front of him, and shouted: "Sacrifice the holy maiden to appease the ghost!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the villagers behind him also shouted after him, over and over again: "Sacrifice the saint to calm the soul!" Sacrifice the Holy Maiden to appease the ghosts! ”

After the priest finished shouting, he held a big golden bell in his hand, and kept ringing the bell on one side, and on the other side he recited words, all of which were incantations that Bai Mengyu did not understand.

Bai Mengyu didn't know what was going to happen to her next, she was so scared that her body couldn't stop shaking, and she kept looking around at her surroundings, trying to escape.

But it's almost impossible.

The priest ordered Su Yuan to be untied and pressed into the coffin, the rope in his hand was loosened, and the strip of cloth in his mouth was also removed, so that he could face the evil god with the best countenance.

Bai Mengyu suddenly found a glimmer of life.

She steadied herself, and while they were untying her, she quietly moved to the altar, and then rolled her sleeves and knocked all the candles on it to the ground.

The first to erupt was the screams of the priests: "Put out the fire!" The evil gods will inflict sin on us! Hurry up and put out the fire! ”

There were a lot of oil lamps and candles burning in the room, and Bai Mengyu took advantage of the fact that everyone was rushing to put out the fire, tore off the wedding dress made of paper on his body, threw all of them on the fire on the ground, and then ran forward by himself.

Everyone wanted to stop her, but they were choked by the growing fire and couldn't catch her, the fire got bigger and bigger, and the people who wanted to put out the fire gradually became scared and wanted to run outside the ancestral hall.

But he found that the wooden door was tightly locked by Bai Mengyu.

Bai Mengyu stood at the door panting, watching the flames gradually engulf the entire ancestral hall, watching the slapping and wailing of the villagers, there was no pity in his heart, only the pleasure of hatred and finally revenge.

Suddenly, she looked not far away and froze.

The little girl in the reddish-brown princess dress I had seen at the beginning stood not far away, her dark unfocused eyes staring at her fixedly.

Bai Mengyu's originally calm heart suddenly beat violently again.

She didn't know if the person in front of her was good or bad, whether he was hostile to her, and most importantly-

Bai Mengyu opened his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse from the fire: "You...... Is it a living person? ”

The little girl didn't speak, slowly walked in front of Bai Mengyu, and then rolled up her sleeves inch by inch, until she reached the elbow before stopping.

A normal person's elbows are dark, but her elbows are as white as her skin, with a distinct joint.

It is the elaborately carved joint that connects the doll's arms to the arms.

Bai Mengyu's eyes widened incredulously.

Strangely, she didn't feel scared, but subconsciously reached out to touch her arm, wanting to hold his hand.

Then she watched as her hand passed through the arm.

"This ...... What's going on? She looked at her transparent hand in horror.

The little girl looked at her, still did not speak, smiled, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Bai Mengyu wanted to ask something, but his brain suddenly went blank and he lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was lying on her familiar little bed, and at the head of the bed was her favorite doll, wearing a reddish-brown princess dress, and her eyes were dark and large.

Bai Mengyu rubbed his head and sat up.

She had the same dream last night as before, except that in this dream, instead of being suffocated in a coffin, she escaped with her own strength and burned all the bad guys to death.

There is no longer that feeling of suffocation, Bai Mengyu couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth when he thought of this.

"Huh? Why is there so much ash on my doll? Bai Mengyu's eyes fell on the doll at the head of the bed and muttered strangely. She reached out to pat the dust off her dress, only to find her hand running through her body.

Bai Mengyu was stunned for a long time before turning his head mechanically and looking around.

Everything around her, like her doll, was covered in dust, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

She stepped out of bed and walked over to the picture standing beside her bed.

Day after day, she painted the same picture, in which a woman in a red wedding dress tied with paper was lying in a coffin, her face covered with tears.

Bai Mengyu lowered his head and saw that he was wearing an identical red wedding dress.

And on the opposite side of the mirror, which was covered with ash, it was empty, and no one could be reflected.

The real White Dream Rain is dead.

She died in that sacrifice, under feudal superstition, under the oppression of women.

Whether it is work or life, it is all her fantasy, and the most ordinary life of others is the life she wants to live after death, and all the extravagant hopes of a poor life.

The real Bai Mengyu is the same as thousands of Bai Mengyu-

You'll never be able to leave this village.