Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on Dao Twelve's forehead, and his whole body's nervousness turned into fear.
"Ah!" Dao Twelve suddenly threw away the corner of the hijab he was holding, and then subconsciously rubbed his body back.
"Corpse...corpse...!" Dao Twelve shouted in horror.
At almost this time, Ningyue and others saw that something was wrong with Dao Twelve, and upon hearing his words, they all frowned.
Could it be possible that the bride fell to her death?!
Thinking of this, several people headed by Ning Yue hurried over, and then looked at the bride with Dao Twelve's frightened eyes.
When Ning Yue just put her hand on the New Year's pulse, her whole body suddenly turned pale with shock.
Wang Simin quickly put the bride's head in his arms, but when he saw that Ning Yue's eyes were wrong, he suddenly noticed something...
At this time, I don't know when, suddenly a breeze blew gently by.
In a majestic manner, the hijab was slightly raised.
A strange smell suddenly spread into everyone's noses...
The scent of rouge, mixed with some rotten smell!
Ning Yue was the closest, and almost subconsciously looked down at the source of the odor. She lifted her hijab, and a face that was extremely pale and had even begun to rot suddenly appeared in front of her.
Seeing Ning Yue like this, Wang Simin was stunned for a moment, looked down, and was so frightened that he threw the bride away in front of him!
It was a corpse that was basically white and smelly. Although it was decorated with all kinds of rouge, it not only failed to cover the almost rotten body parts, but also made the corpse's face look unusually ferocious.
It seemed that due to a fall and a slight hug from Wang Simin, his body was squeezed by pressure, and maggots continued to pour out of his mouth...
"Ugh!"
Wang Simin suddenly covered her mouth, turned aside, and continued to vomit.
Ning Yue and Dao Twelve were not much better, their faces were extremely ugly, and their bodies subconsciously stepped back.
Not only them, but also Han Sanqian at this time couldn't help but feel shocked and disgusted!
Who would have imagined that what was supposed to be a beautiful bride dressed in lavish clothes would actually be a rotten and smelly corpse under her beautiful phoenix crown and rosy clothes...
"How could this happen?" Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng almost felt his stomach churning constantly, and murmured in shock.
Han Sanqian also frowned, and for a moment a chill ran down his spine. As the suona suddenly became louder, he felt even more eerie.
But at this moment, bursts of joyful high-pitched suona suddenly sounded, and the smell of burning scented wax floated in the air!
Tightly, several broken pieces of paper floated by.
At some point, the funeral procession from behind the village entrance suddenly appeared above the village entrance.
As this group of people wearing white hemp ropes, wearing long black hats, scattering paper and carrying coffins arrived, the joyful sound of the suona in their team also became louder.
As Joy appeared, the funeral procession in white clothes and black hats also slowly approached at this time, and soon entered the procession to welcome the bride.
For a time, mournful and joyful songs were played in unison, and those who were welcoming relatives and those who were mourning were mixed together.
Coffin, happy!
Dark paper, red flower!
Red clothes, white linen!
The two strong and distinct, polar contrasts, actually came together at this time.
It’s indescribably weird, and it’s indescribably uncomfortable!
It’s indescribably eerie!
"What...what the hell is going on?" Even Mo Yang took a big step back at this moment, looking at the two mixed groups at the entrance of the village in fear.
Not only him, but even the crowd behind Han Sanqian could not help but squeeze closer to each other out of fear.
Han Sanqian frowned and stared at the crowd in front of him without saying a word.
It was so strange that even a person as powerful as Han Sanqian couldn't help but feel puzzled, and his eyes had already been opened for observation.
But these people are normal people. The only difference is...
"There is someone in the coffin." Han Sanqian said softly in shock.
"Is there someone in the coffin?" Zhong Beihai was stunned. Isn't this normal? What's abnormal is probably because no one is right.
Han Sanqian frowned even more and shouted softly: "I'm not talking about dead people, but living people."
"Of course what's in the coffin is dead... Wait, what do you mean? What's in the coffin is not a corpse, but a living person?" After Zhong Beihai realized this, his eyes suddenly widened. He was horrified and shocked at the same time!
