Chapter XXXVII: The Living Coffin 11
Su Ruan knew that in this backward place, everyone believed in Shanda.
The wind and rain are smooth and the wind is the credit of the mountain people, and the men here can marry their daughters-in-law, which is also the credit of the mountain people.
In short, everything is a blessing from the mountain.
The people here have a kind of fan-like worship for the people of the mountain.
Therefore, the activities of the mountain lord to marry the bride are extraordinarily long.
It will last for three whole days.
Fu Xiao seemed to want to take a look, but Su Ruan grabbed his wrist and walked aside.
Su Ruan was in that team, and even saw his cheap brother.
He had a satisfied smile on his face, and the corners of his grin looked particularly weird.
The black and yellow teeth seem to be able to feel the suffocating nausea just by looking at it.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew.
Coincidentally, the curtain of the big red sedan chair was lifted, and it was Lin Jiao sitting inside!
Lin Jiao's hands were tied behind her back, a dusty rag was stuffed in her mouth, she was wearing red jewelry on her head, and her pretty face was stained with tears, struggling to get out of this small place.
However, the more she struggled, the more the red sedan chair shook, and she knocked herself into bruises.
Her gaze fell on Su Ruan and Fu Xiao on the side, and suddenly her eyes seemed to burst out with the light of survival.
Lin Jiao shouted loudly: "Woo woo! Whining! ”
It's like saying, "Help me, help me!" ”
Fu Xiao wanted to save her, but Su Ruan held down her wrist, covered her mouth and nose, and dragged her back to her original place.
Of course, Su Soft's power is not so great.
The bad weather, and the distance she had walked for so long, had already put her dilapidated body into a state of weakness.
She just used her skill to suppress Fu Xiao, and whispered in her ear: "We can't save her now." ”
"There are too many of them."
Fu Xiao may just be in line with the personality, so he struggled lightly and let the red sedan chair leave in front of his eyes.
Su Ruan's face was pale, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his tone was a little weak: "I, I really didn't expect that the bride of Lord Shanda would be ......"
After saying this, Su Ruan suddenly grabbed Fu Xiao's wrist, and his voice was a little anxious: "Let's go, go back and see how Xue Yao is!" ”
It's just that her pale face is a little less convincing, and she doesn't seem to be particularly nervous.
"I'm fine......" Just as Su Ruan's words fell, Xue Yao's voice sounded from behind them.
It's just that her expression is a little weird, and she looks undecided.
The voice was also in an unprecedented trance: "That, that's not Lin Jiao." ”
"Lin Jiao is still ...... B&B," she said with her eyes wide open and took Su Ruan's hand, "Yes, go back with me, Lin Jiao is in a very bad state now." ”
By the time they returned to the homestay, Lin Jiao was already lying unconscious on the wooden table.
Su Ruan gasped behind them, breathing hard, trying to stabilize his physical state, but saw Lin Jiao's belly bulging strangely.
Her clothes were thin, and it was the kind of blouse that was very short and exposed to the navel, and you could see what it looked like on her belly at once.
It was covered with green tendons, dense, crawling on Lin Jiao's originally fair skin like a spider's web.
Maybe it was because the things in the belly absorbed the nutrients on Lin Jiao's body, making Lin Jiao's limbs thin at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At a glance, it was almost the same as my sister-in-law.
There were more and more blue and purple on her body, and Su Ruan even vaguely smelled the stench on Lin Jiao's body.
It smells like a corpse rotting.
Xue Yao on the side looked at the scene in front of him and was frightened.
She has always been quite bold, but now this weird appearance also makes her unable to do it.
She looked at Su Ruan blankly, and asked helplessly, "What now?" ”
It seems that Su Ruan is the backbone here.
Su Ruan thought for a while and said, "Send her back to the room first, it's not a way to lie down like this." ”
As soon as Xue Yao heard this, she hugged Lin Jiao with a princess.
The blanket that Su Ruan gave to Lin Jiao in the morning fell to the ground suddenly.
Su Ruan bent down to pick it up and covered it on Lin Jiao's belly, but the smell of Lin Jiao's body remained on her fingertips.
A smell of corpses.
The three of them sent Lin Jiao back to the room together, even if they had been looking for something to do, they were quiet at this time.
He also seemed to be afraid of what was happening now.
just muttered: "Why does her belly look so pregnant?" ”
Just as they walked out of these distances, Lin Jiao's belly was even bigger.
Her skin didn't stretch, it was just stretched up, and it hurt so much that she woke up.
Lin Jiao opened her cloudy eyes and saw Su Ruan at once.
She stretched out her hand and grabbed Su Soft's arm, but her mouth could only make a "ahhhhh
Exactly the same as my sister-in-law.
Su Ruanfu was blessed to his heart, and a flash of inspiration suddenly asked in a low voice: "Sister-in-law?" ”
"Lin Jiao" nodded, her eyes were full of tears, and she pointed outside, "Ahhhh ”
"The one outside is Lin Jiao?" Su Ruan guessed what she meant.
The sister-in-law nodded, then hugged her belly and thrashed it vigorously with her hands, as if she didn't love the child in her belly either.
Xue Yao grabbed her hand at once, and did not allow her sister-in-law to hurt herself.
Su Ruan took the lead in rushing out.
It's weird.
When did Lin Jiao and sister-in-law swap identities?
It doesn't make sense at all.
Is it really a child in my sister-in-law's belly?
Why did my sister-in-law become much more agile after she got into Lin Jiao's body?
Su Ruan had many questions in her heart, but she didn't feel scared, and her heart beat faster and faster.
Her pale face was flushed, and she looked extremely excited.
So, what did you miss?
Why did the monster choose Lin Jiao instead of others?
What is the difference between Lin Jiao and them?
Suddenly, Su Ruan stopped and laughed.
"I see, no wonder she said she died twelve times."
Su Ruan muttered to himself, looked at the red sedan chair in the distance, glanced at the homestay again, turned around and walked back.
The audience couldn't understand it.
What does this mean? Why not go? 】
[I'll just say that this girl is not a kind person, how can she save that Lin Jiao. 】
Maybe some people can't help but make these mentally retarded remarks and open their mouths.
[You have watched it here for so long, have you seen the audience in Lin Jiao's live broadcast room? ] 】
[Eh, when you say this, it seems to be eh, why don't the audience in Lin Jiao's live broadcast room speak? ] 】
[Wen Jiaran: What else can it be? Of course, it's because Lin Jiao has died a long time ago. 】
[?! 】
Who is talking to them? 】
Wen Jiaran took a sip of tea, looked at Su Ruan's figure, and felt more and more that he should turn Su Ruan into his camp.
Then he typed a few words slowly.
[Wen Jiaran: Who else could it be, of course, it is a branch of the monster. 】