Yu Niao took a closer look and found that the tongue was actually a soft-bodied insect.
About a hand long, shaped like a tongue, its translucent body is disgusting when it squirms with blood.
She quickly took Chen Yifei's hand and jumped out of the flower bed to leave.
The "tap-tat-tat" sound is particularly harsh when running.
Which direction and which building was one by one appeared in Niao's mind. The cold wind mixed with the scent of osmanthus slapped her face, and her steps slowly stopped.
Someone came running from the other side.
"My friend is trapped in Building 18, can any of you help me pull her out?"
Chen Yifei met Yang Mengxin at HKUST.
Yang Mengxin choked with sobs and clutched Yu Niao and Chen Yifei's hands, with pleading eyes that the two could not refuse.
The three of them quickly arrived at the eighteenth floor, the red building.
Yang Mengxin approached the main entrance and saw her friend Zhang Wenwen lying in a pool of blood through the glass door. No matter how she called her name, she remained indifferent.
Zhang Wenwen's body was close to the ground, his head was raised at a 35-degree angle, his pupils were protruding, his lips were pale, and half of his tongue dripping with blood could be seen with his mouth wide open.
Judging from his movements, it seems he was trying to say something before he died.
Yang Mengxin lay on the ground crying, complaining that her movements were too slow, and said that if she had asked Yu Niao for help at the beginning, Zhang Wenwen would not have been sucked in...
The crying words were intermittent and illogical.
Yu Niao helped her onto the paper-paved stone road and patiently asked her for details.
Like Yu Niao and others, they saw the woman in white in a white residential building and were afraid of running away.
Zhang Wenwen complained on the way that this place was neither foreign nor foreign, and that it was a ridiculous wedding. He also said that the bride should not be worried about unimportant people like them when she gets married.
When passing by 18 buildings, Zhang Wenwen's earrings rolled to the front door, and she ran over to pick them up.
There was obviously nothing in the corridor, but she kept being dragged inward by something.
Zhang Wenwen felt something was wrong and wouldn't let Yang Mengxin touch him.
Yang Mengxin looked around for people and found Du Li and Qiu Yali, but they disappeared before she could say anything.
I turned back and ran all the way before I met Yu Niao. Unfortunately, it was still a step too late.
"Were there red lanterns with happy words on them in the corridor at that time?" Yu Niao asked, looking sideways at the eighteen buildings.
Yang Mengxin nodded, "Yes, but the light inside is out."
"When Zhang Wenwen complained, did you say those words?" Yu Niao thought of something and continued to ask.
"I'm not in the mood to talk." Yang Mengxin wiped away her tears and shook her head, "I'm almost scared to death."
At the end of the sentence, there was no need to explain. Chen and Yang understood immediately.
But why does it happen in the red building that other houses must be safe?
Yu Niao really wanted to ask Shang Yu in person, but when she touched her pocket, yes, there was a mobile phone.
"Your guess is probably right, but why?"
Shang Yu, who was feeling the cold wind on the side of the road, finally received the message from Yu Niao and replied:
"Don't worry about it for now. Have you found a bride? Time is running out."
The blood moon will disappear in every mission. It represents red, white is the wedding, and blue may be the person doing the mission.
That's all he thought about for the moment.
Yu Niao frowned and sighed: "Not yet, others don't know the situation. Everyone is spreading out."
The news suddenly stopped.
It seems that things are not peaceful over there, Yu Niao thought as she stood up, and heard a burst of laughter like silver bells in her ears.
I thought it was the ghost of Happy, but it turned out to be Du Li and Qiu Yali.
Yang Mengxin glanced at the two of them with resentful eyes, moved to Chen Yifei's side and lowered her head.
"You guys come with me quickly, I don't have enough manpower there."
Du Li gave orders to Yu Niao and the others with a "big boss" air.
"Niao Niao, we have to hurry up and I'll explain to you as we walk."
Qiu Yali's momentum was not half weaker than that of Du Li. Seeing that she was familiar with Yu Niao, she thought that cooperation would be great, so she greeted him with a smile and told him the whole story.
Yu Niao didn't care who found the bride first. Their actual words were: After listening to "Getting Married", they found the building where the word "happy" was posted. The bride was indeed called Xi'er. She lived on the first floor and had just gotten up and was waiting for them to dress up.
The details always made her feel strange and full of doubts.
When we arrived, there were eighteen more buildings, but they were white.
Yu Niao saw the married girl standing in the distance shaking her head at her from the corner of her eye.
Qiu Yali's voice sounded again: "Li and I will prepare the makeup, and the three of you will sort out the wedding clothes and jewelry. The other thing is-" Her expression suddenly became sharp, "Don't lose anything."
Yu Niao wanted to pull Chen Yifei and Yang Mengxin away from here, but Du Li's hand pushed her hard from behind, causing her to stumble a few steps before she could stand.
In a daze, people were already being crowded into the so-called bride's home.
The furnishings in the house are simple and generous, the seats, benches, and cabinets are all made of mahogany, and the floor is so clean that it looks like a human being.
However, although the lights were on, there was no light at all. Depression enveloped everyone, and they felt slightly uncomfortable with chest tightness.
Yu Niao stood still and searched for the source of the strange light. From the corner of his eye, he watched Qiu Yali and Du Lishu walking back and forth in a familiar manner. Either they had an extra eyebrow pencil or Ani's lipstick in their hands.
All are luxury brands.
Qiu Yali pushed Yu Niao a few times and lowered her voice: "Hurry up, why are you so stupid?"
She then directed Chen Yifei and Yang Mengxin to go to the innermost guest room to take out their wedding clothes.
Yu Niao asked back: "You only put on makeup for a while, how do you know everything? Do you remember that school that turned into a mass grave?"
Qiu Yali laughed at how Niao actually doubted whether she was a human or a ghost at this moment.
"Don't talk about that crappy school, the stage play, the role play, I'm just telling you to focus on completing the task and don't delay."
Yu Niao stared at Qiu Yali's hurried back, still shaking her head, "It feels really uncomfortable."
The bride's makeup has been completed, and Du Li and Qiu Yali are proud of their skills.
"I'll give you a mirror and take a look at it yourself."
Yu Niao handed a round mirror to the bride, but saw her frowning and looking at him.
Fearing that something would go wrong, Qiu Yali hurriedly squeezed Yu Niao away, pointed to the hanging wedding dress and said to the bride:
"Before you change into your wedding clothes, how about you eat something to cushion your stomach?"
The bride nodded, and the smile returned to her face.
Yu Niao was very puzzled. She didn't want to look at herself after putting on makeup. This was not in line with a woman's psychological activities.
She thought about it, staring at the bride's beautiful eyebrows, jade cheeks and cherry lips. The lips were clearly not moved. Why did she feel like she was smiling at herself?
"Niao Niao, take this plate to the kitchen and be sure not to drop it."
After Qiu Yali finished speaking, her eyes fell on the wedding dress, and she planned to help Chen Yifei put it on for the bride.
Yu Niao responded, took the plate and left the bedroom.
Next to the coffee table in the living room are two dowry mahogany boxes, so red they are almost black.
Yu Niao found a box that was not closed properly. She walked over and squatted down and stretched out her hand. When she was about to touch it, the gap in the box became wider.
A dark-skinned hand stretched out from it
"help me."
Yu Niao was sure that she had read and heard correctly, so she put the plate on the ground and tried to open the mahogany box.
At this time, a stranger walked out of the kitchen and asked, "What are you doing?"